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forusomimiya · 9 months

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HQ captains reacting to you walking semi-naked with his team jersey

𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘛𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰, 𝘚𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝘒𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘉𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘸/ 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (all of them timeskip!) 𝘊𝘞: 𝘛𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 (?) 𝘈.𝘕.: 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 ‘𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 4 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 🦅🐍👑😜

𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 Despite no longer being involved in the world of volleyball, Kuroo still keeps his uniform as if it were a treasure. That uniform is not just a simple piece of clothing, in that uniform there are memories, family, victories… and he keeps it as his most precious object.

So precious that, when you get home and see that you have nothing to wear, you decide to surprise him by wearing it. And that's how you get it when he comes home after a long day at work.

"Oh wow" he says looking at you as he sets his keys in the foyer and his briefcase on the floor. "You look so pretty".

"Ya think?" You pinch the bottom of your shirt and stretch it out as if it were a dress, twirling on yourself. He gives you a smirk, examining your bare legs.

"Yep, just ´cause you're the one wearing it" he walks to the couch and once seated, sighs tiredly, turning to look at you. You know something has gone through his head. A couple of pats on the couch urge you to sit next to him, but you prefer to climb into his lap and entwine your fingers behind the back of his neck. His hands soon wrap around your waist.

"Thank you for the compliment" so innocent, you deposit a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"You're welcome, though…I think you'd look better without it" his hands come in direct contact with your skin, running up your ribs before coming to brush the sides of your tits, up your neck with his lips.

"Oh yeah?" you ask wryly. "Then you'll have to take it me off if you want to enjoy the view" you have plenty of time to jump up from the couch and rush out to his office, to wait for a smiling Kuroo to come through the door while along the way he undoes a couple of buttons on his shirt and rolls up his sleeves. A fucking sexy businessman.

Only 15 minutes later he had you begging, lying on the cold table, making a mess of your ass while he teased your pussy with his fingers, whimpering in pain and pleasure as you swooned listening to all the compliments he had in store for you since he saw you with his shirt on.

𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 "Daichiii…" you call from across the hall, peeking your head around the door frame, watching your husband cook. Daichi turns slightly but ignores you. "I can't see you now honey, come and show me" so you walked tiptoe to his side, where you wait for him to turn to look at you, leaning on the kitchen counter. He gives you a sidelong glance and when he notices what you're wearing, he completely disregards his task. "What a surprise" he laughs. "Where did ya get it?" "It was stored in one of those old boxes in the storage room" Daichi disappears, only his gaze is left riveted on you, licking his lip unconsciously under lewd thoughts. "Earth calling Daichi, are you listening to me?" you ask snapping your fingers in front of his face. The only movement he makes is to touch a button on the plate, the one you can assume makes the fire go out, before you see yourself lifted into his arms, walking with you to the bedroom, where he drops you on the bed and lets you know his thoughts as he goes to the closet and rummages through the drawers. "Oh… I know what you want to play at" "Oh yeah?" he asks undoing his shirt and exposing his toned abs. You can't help but think he's going to give you a striptease right there, because that's how all the strippers in the movies start, bare-chested and in dark jeans. But your world falls apart when from behind his pants pocket he pulls out his work handcuffs. "I'll bet by your expression it wasn't what you imagined" A groan escapes you as he takes both wrists, raising them high above your head, positioning himself behind your legs, which are you don't know how, raised. This was the fucking Daichi you married. "If your intention was to turn me on, it worked. Now be a good girl, or..." whip your ass in warning "I don't promise to be a good cop".

𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 "Where do you want to go for lunch tomorrow?" as if it were nothing, you stroll semi-naked in front of your boyfriend, who had long since stopped paying attention to the book in his hands, forcing him to look at you, no, to analyze you as you paced back and forth across the room. "Kotaro" you call him, scowling. "I'm sorry honey, I was so stunned looking at you I think I cum in my pants." "KOTARO!" but your temper soon deflates and you burst out laughing. "I'm kidding, it looks really good on you, better than me" you blush and steal a kiss for the compliment. "Do you think I would have made a good captain?" "I don't think you're good at that whole leadership and taking control thing" your shocked face makes him chew and swallow his words back. "I said I think!" "Well, since you've questioned it, I think it's a good time to show you that I can do it" Bokuto proclaims victoriously when his provocation towards you makes him manage to get you on top of him, unable to help but smile at the sight of your tits moving easily under his shirt. All he needs to do is lick his lips. "Let's be honest. If you're going to fuck me, let me at least take those tits honey. I can't stop drooling thinking about them" you can't say no to him, because one of the good things about Bokuto in sex, is that just by sucking your tits, he would make you cum time after time. "Well… Let me see those pretty lips wrapped around them then" just one command and Bokuto would already be under your shirt sucking your tits, with a noticeable erection that you would soon take between your hands, milking him.

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tiza0925 · 27 days

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Just a pill | 18+

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, explicit sexual content, afab/female reader, alternate universe, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, fingering, squirting, degradation kink, kuroo is mean in bed but a sweetheart otherwise, praise kink, pet names, dumbification, overstimulation, dacryphilia, cock warming, drugged sex (but it's consensual), SET IN THE FUTURE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Look at you,” His voice is rough, low, and sinful as he looks up at you with a small smirk, eyes hooded, while he has you spread out on his lap—

His muscled thighs provide the perfect amount of comfort for you as you barely manage to keep yourself up—desperately clinging onto his shoulder as your lower lip wobbles.

Kuroo pouts, almost mocking you with his eyebrows softening, and lets his back lean into the bed frame a little more as he continues to fuck two of his thick fingers inside your cunt. “You must feel so numb by now hm, baby?”

You shudder, feeling hazy and warm and achy, but you somehow still manage to nod your head as you suck in a deep breath.

The pills you took were really strong.

Kuroo was initially hesitant about it—because he knew just how much of a light-weight you are when it comes to getting intoxicated.

But then you gave him that look—with eyes so big and pleading—telling him that you trust him to take care of you and—

And how was he supposed to say no to that?

Of course, he’ll take care of you but still—

These pills aren’t exactly weak.

Which is made very clear right this instant as your eyes turn droopy, and you feel your entire body turn numb but alight with fire at the same time.

But you don’t regret it one bit.

No.

Not when it means Kuroo gets to treat you like this—like some doll for him to tease and fuck however he wants.

To whisper sweet, dirty words and handle you in ways that have you turning into a puddle.

The kiss he plants on your cheek is gentle and sweet, and your fingers curl into the skin of his shoulders as he slips his two fingers out to run them through your sopping folds to rub your clit. “Were you keeping count for me?”

You swallow thickly, feeling your mouth dry. “T-two.”

He’s made you orgasm twice already.

And he hasn’t even fucked you yet.

You hear him hum, then you feel the warmth of his mouth trail down your neck until his lips find that sensitive spot that makes your eyes roll back and your mouth hang open with a soft sigh.

Then you feel him murmur against your skin, “You think you can give me another like this?”

And you don’t think you can orgasm anymore.

Not in this state. You feel so limp and jelly—simply sitting and taking whatever Kuroo gives you—

It’d honestly be a miracle if you cum again.

You hum, nodding anyway as best as you can even if your head feels too heavy.

Kuroo’s smile is wide and proud and—

“Oh god—” You whine when you feel Kuroo pinch your clit, feeling a sting of heat shoot up your stomach and chest.

“Shh,” He soothes you, sliding his fore and middle finger back down your folds, your fluids creaming his fingers before he pushes them back into your fluttering cunt and curls them. “I got you, darling, don’t worry.”

And you never do when it comes to him.

He knows what he’s doing—enough for you to completely let your mind go and close your eyes as everything around you disappears and all you feel is liquid pleasure filling your blood.

You circle your arms around his neck as support, your chin resting on his shoulder, and Kuroo kisses the side of your head as he rolls his wrists, his fingers curling and massaging your walls to build that tight tension in your belly again.

“You take it so well for me,” Kuroo lets out a low groan, grinding his palm against your clit as he finger fucks you—while his fingers get all sticky with your fluids, and his other hand holds onto your hips. “Such a pretty little doll for me to use, hm?”

You can only nod at this point as your eyes roll back and your mouth hangs with a breathy moan—your thoughts move like sludge and before you can comprehend what’s happening—

Your orgasm goes through you with a small snap—causing your lower spine to draw tight and your muscles to tense as you moan, clinging onto Kuroo and riding out your third orgasm for the night.

But he’s not done with you.

“Good baby,” Kuroo drawls, voice throaty, and he pulls out his fingers that are slicked with your fluids, and he uses that same hand to smack your ass—making you jolt. “Look at me.”

And you do.

Slowly.

You pull back just enough to look him in the eyes, and Kuroo’s pupils dilate when he notices just how mentally gone you are.

Then he smiles, all gentle, and tilts his head to the side. “You tired?”

Yes.

God—you just want to rest now.

The pills have made you tired, yes, but it’s the orgasm after orgasm that’s taken a bigger toll on you.

You whine as you nod, but Kuroo only huffs out a low chuckle in response and squeezes your ass. “That’s too bad, isn’t it?”

He’s quick but gentle when he guides you to lay on your back in the middle of the bed, and he takes the rest of his sweatpants off—letting his cock out to give it a few strokes.

And the thing is—you can tell him to stop.

Just one word and he’ll drop the whole thing—take you for a bath and call it a night with sweet kisses and gentle massages as he cuddles you to sleep.

But as tired as you are—

You don’t want this to stop.

Kuroo’s body envelops you entirely when he hovers over you, one hand beside your head—his body heat so close against yours—while his other hand guides the fat head of his cock through your soaked slit.

“Your pussy is so messy,” Kuroo’s groan is ragged, and he breathes out heavily as he rocks his hips slightly to have your pussy lips wrap around his girth—coating his length with juices as the tip of his dick kisses your clit. “So sloppy and wet, baby.”

You can’t speak.

You’re too busy gasping and mumbling something between a moan and a whine as you scramble to hold onto his muscled back—your legs spreading and wrapping around his waist to bring him closer.

“So needy, hm?” Kuroo teases as leans down to give your lips a sweet pull with his, kissing you so deeply that you feel your whole body crumble from it and you nearly let out a tiny sob.

“It’s okay,” He says while pushing the head inside, immediately stretching you wider than his fingers can ever do, and you suck in a sharp breath with tears beginning to form.

And Kuroo can see the tears lacing your eyelashes—making them wet and shiny—and he merely swipes at one of your eyes with his thumb so tenderly before leaning back.

And his voice is soft—a huge contrast to the words that slip out of his mouth as he holds onto your waist with both hands, pushing his cock inside you until you think you might feel it in your lungs.

“Don’t cry, love,” Kuroo coos as he pulls back, the tip of his dick catching at your hole, causing a trickle of your juices to gush out with how wet and messy you are. “You just need to lay there and be pretty for me, okay?”

“O-okay,” You breathe out harshly, your lips, head, arms—everything—feel numb. “Please, ‘Surou, I—”

Your sentence gets cut short when he decides to push back in at that very moment—making your words bleed into a moan as you feel every part of him spread you open.

God—

“I know,” Kuroo groans, rolling his hips to set a pace, hearing the wet squelch that your pussy makes as he fucks you—making his head spin. “I know, baby, I’ll make you feel all sore and full with my cum, okay? Just how you like it.”

And he sticks to that promise soon after.

He fucks you deep and slow, dragging it out and building that tight ball of heat in your lower stomach until everything in your body feels tense and ready to explode.

Kuroo stuffs his dick inside your pussy that’s dripping with every thrust—making a mess on the bed and between your thighs—while one of his hands comes to push down on your belly.

“Oh—oh fuck—”

You shake, eyes wide, and your mouth is agape with a silent scream from the pressure on your stomach—feeling the twin sensation of being so fucking full with his cock and him hitting your g-spot over and over and over and—

Oh, god.

“I—“

You can’t speak.

You feel mindless and tongue-heavy.

And Kuroo can tell by the way you hear him let out a knowing chuckle, his pace growing more harsh and needy as he presses his palm on your stomach even lower. “My pretty doll all fucked stupid that she can’t talk?”

Your entire body shakes, feeling heat flush in your cheeks.

You nod, panting, uncaring of the degrading words, and Kuroo’s smirk grows. “Poor baby, those pills really did make you all dumb for me, huh?”

You know he doesn’t mean it.

Even when he says those words out loud—and through your addled mind—you can hear the notes of affection hanging on those words.

And for some odd reason—it just spurs you on, even more, making you lose it as you arch your back, your orgasm ready to combust.

And Kuroo must be able to tell as he lets out a drawn-out groan, raw and low and heavy, and he starts to rock his hips faster—fucking you with the intention to make you feel him in your guts.

“So tight for me, my love, god—” You cry out a moan, your hands gripping the sheets until your knuckles turn white as Kuroo fucks you through your fourth orgasm for the night.

This one feels like a snap against your clit, an explosion of heat and buzzing pleasure spreading throughout your body, and your vision turns blurry as you shake.

But that’s not the only thing.

“Fuck, baby, keep going,” You faintly hear Kuroo’s voice, but you have lost every sense of self and feeling to know what he’s talking about and the fact that you’re squirting all over his dick—soaking the bed and his thighs in the process.

He continues to fuck you through it—leaning down to kiss you with his tongue licking inside your mouth like he needs to taste every inch of you—

And all you do is lay there and take it, silent tears running down your cheeks as he pumps his fat cock into your squirting pussy—all abused and puffy and drenched—until his dick finally throbs, letting out thick spurts of cum inside you.

Filling you up like he said he would.

“You’re such a good girl, taking me all so well like a good little slut, baby,” Kuroo mumbles against your quivering mouth, licking your lips and then your cheek to catch a few tears. “I’ll make sure you keep all of it, okay?”

You’re so fucking out of it.

You don’t care about the mess or how dirty you are.

Your eyelids are ready to drop and you’re so close to passing out that you move with little resistance as Kuroo carefully turns you on your side to lay on the bed—and he goes to lie down, cock still inside you, pulling your back flush against his chest, your fluids and sweat mixing seamlessly.

He kisses your neck and holds you tight, both of you breathing heavily as your bodies move in tandem, making you keep his dick warm for the time being to make sure his cum stays inside.

And then—

“You okay?”

Even though sex with Kuroo is always mind-blowing.

Without a doubt one of the best things to experience in life—

The way he treats you after?

The tender kisses, light touches, words full of praises and affection right after?

That’s what you love just as much.

He knows how to make you feel loved—secure—after sex.

You hum, sleepy and sluggish, and snuggle up to him, your pussy still twitching every now and then as you two lay there, cuddled and basking in the other’s warmth. “I’m okay.”

He’s the sweetest man you’ve ever been with, treating you better than you’ve ever known by other people—even if he fucks you like you’re a whore sometimes.

And you honestly wouldn’t ask for it any other way.

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uzuikyo · 11 months

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𓄷 17:34 ✦ kuroo tetsuro x f!reader

ﾒ̼ smut (MDNI, 18+)

ﾒ̼ fingering, spanking

“t-tetsu…” you gasped when you suddenly felt his big hand cupped your clothed pussy while you were busy playing games on your phone, laying on your stomach on top of kuroo with your ass facing him. “shh, just continue playing. I just want to make you feel good.”

his thumb found your clit, gently rubbing it, making you squirm as you tried to focus on the game you were playing. kuroo noticed the wet patch on your panties grow bigger, rubbing up and down your slit. “mhmm b-babe..” you stuttered out.

his hands went to squeeze your bottom when you tried to move your hips for more friction before giving it a light smack. soon enough, your panties were pushed to the side, making kuroo licking his lower lip by the sight of your glistening folds.

your grip on your phone completely loosened as it fell from your hands when you felt two fingers entering you. “does that feel good?” kuroo scissored his fingers inside you, making you whimper, “yes- fuck!” your mouth gaped when he added a third finger, curling them together as he found your spot.

“t-tetsu i’m gonna-” a loud moan emitted from your lips as your juices dripped down from kuroo's fingers, pulling it out of you and licking them clean.

“you taste so good. come here,” he made you straddle his lap before kissing you, making you taste your own. kuroo felt you grind on his hard on, quickly pulling away from your mouth as he laid you down on the bed, hovering on top of you.

he started placing kisses on your stomach down to your inner thighs, biting on it, leaving marks as your breath hitched.

“patience angel, I will give you what you want later, but right now, I want to taste more of you.”

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lssugaluv · 26 days

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Things he says to you while doing the deed. 🤭

• Haikyuu x fem reader.

• Haikyuu + Headcanons.

• MDNI 18+

• Synopsis: He loves to praise you all the time, you deserve it. But he also knows how much you love dirty talks, especially when doing the deed. Each character has a different small story.

• Ushijima -Dominance.

• Kuroo - Smartass, Teasing.

• Iwazumi - The man is just so in love.

• Suna - Loves your taste, attached and in love.

• Osamu - Exes who are still in love.

• Daichi - Jealousy, dominance, petty.

• Contains: Timeskip HQ characters (all 21 or older), s3x talk, some cursing, dominance, small sex stories, oral s3x, some degradation, body praise, mentions of slight choking, pet names, temptation, teasing, pettiness, jealousy, some fluff (it’s not an Lssugaluv post without fluff.)

• Characters: Ushijima, Iwazumi, Daichi, Suna, Kuroo, Osamu.

• I choose these guys because I can just see their dominance in bed.

• Please let me know if you’ll want to see other characters.

Ushijima:

• “Look at me.”

• You will never ever get used to his girth. As many times as you’ve done it with Ushijima, the stretch is always something you can never get used too. Especially when he’s gone for a while due to his games and tournaments.

• Ushijima has you nice and wet making sure you’re prepped for his girth to rip you apart. As soon as you feel the tip in you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Open your eyes. I need you to look at me.”

As soon as you open your eyes, his are burning straight at you. He then continues to insert himself in you as you can’t help but gasp with widened eyes. He grits his teeth causing his jawline to pop out even more, groaning a bit, not breaking eyesight. He bottoms out and your arch your back , filling in the gap you two had. He loves to see you become a hot mess just for him.

Kuroo:

• “I Can Tell That You Want Me.”

• Oh, your favorite smartass. Kuroo and yourself were best friends with benefits back in high school. And you decided to lose your v-card with him a week after you guys graduated high school. You later on in time became a thing. You two work at the same place now and live together.

• Kuroo can be such a tease. Especially when it comes to pushing your buttons or getting inside your pants. No one at work actually knows that you and Kuroo are technically high school sweethearts. Not that you wanted your relationship to be a secret, but more because sex at work is always 10x better when kept in the DL. Plus, everyone at the office thinks you two are enemies, since you two tend to bicker a lot. Also, you guys agreed that if people find out, that’s fine.

Today you left 25 min after he did because you slept in, plus he had a big meeting right at 8 a.m that he couldn’t miss. You went to work in a sage green long sleeve that has fur on the collar and end of the sleeves. You paired it with a black mini skirt and see through leggings under. You didn’t have time to do your hair so your did a messy bun and paired it with accessories.

You had the whole office practically drooling for you. That was until your man spotted you. His hungry gaze couldn’t get off from you. You catch him staring from afar and text him.

You: “Do you need me to send you a selfie so it can last longer?”

Kuroo: “Damn, hot but always an asshole.”

You giggle at the message and look up to him and blow him a kiss.

You pass by him and purposely drop your pen in front of him. You bend down and he sees your gorgeous ass cheeks. He makes sure know one is around to pull you in and have you sit on his lap. Your back is facing his torso, rough hand on your neck, lips next to your ear. The other hand tightly around your waist, making sure you’re securely on him.

“I can tell that you want me baby.” He whispers into your ear, following a gentle bite.

“Can you really?” You slightly moan, pushing your ass into his now growing boner.

“Meet me at our spot in 5 min.” ❤️

Iwazumi:

• “I just can’t control myself when I’m around you.”

• You met Iwazumi through Oikawa last year and right away caught his attention. He is an ass to Oikawa but man does he love you. You guys finally decided to work something out and started to see each other. You wanted to start slow with him but life had other plans.

• Iwa is a man of consent. No matter how many times you’ve guys done it together already, he will never not ask for your consent first.

He came over after a week of not being able to see him due to your university’s schedule. As soon as you opened the door you noticed he had a boner already that was IN NEED of your attention. He pinned you to the wall at the entrance of your door. He had his hands all over your ass, mouth stuck on your jaw and neck.

“Baby, please, I need you.” You pant out after a steamy make out session.

“I’m sorry baby, we haven’t seen each other, and I know you want to catch up. But I just can’t control myself when I’m around you. Once you say yes, there’s no way I’ll stop.”

You nod your head yes as in giving him consent. You literally almost fold in half when he told you that. He picks you up in princess style and takes you to your bed, the rest was history.

Suna:

• “I love the way you taste. Never get tired of it.”

• When you first met Suna, he looked like a guy who just had no cares or worries in the world. Like you couldn’t break him, so you had no idea what he would think of or what type of hobbies he was in. Now you two have been dating for a year, and for some reason, every time he comes back from a tournament, he has to be buried in between your legs.

You were watching your favorite show when you hear a click on your apartment door. It was Suna who opened the door. He rushes to take off his shoes and leaves his bag and rest of his belongings at the entrance.

He doesn’t even say say hi to you when he right away pulls your pants & undies down and leaves you in your tee shirt with nothing on the bottom. You turn flush red from your face trying to push him away.

Without saying anything, he looks at you and pushes you down to the couch, his mouth connecting with yours. His tongue wrestles with yours and out of no where you feel a finger on your clit. He kisses your neck and then stops. He sits back up and taps on your thigh for you to do the same.

He puts that finger in his mouth, getting a taste of your delicious slick. His eyes almost stayed in the back of his head with that intense eye roll.

“I love the way you taste angel. I’ll never get tired of it.”

You turn even more red from embarrassment, and cover your face. He spreads your legs wide opened using his calloused hands. He wastes no time as he starts to lick your clit up and down, up and down. The warm sensation of his tongue making you almost cum right then and there. You use both your soft hands to palm his brown locks, and boy does he love that. He moans while eating you out, because he did miss your taste.

Daichi:

• “Don’t tempt me.”

• You have known Daichi for years. You two met in middle school and you know he can be a huge hot head. You know he can also be very territorial. Yet he is a huge sweetheart and very respectful. Now, after many years of dating him and being by his side, you are at a police academy ceremony, celebrating his new position as captain.

You are wearing a beautiful navy blue satin down. You look like a precious diamond, and of course Daichi is on protective mode. You see he was busy speaking to a small but important crowd during the cocktail hour. So you decide to go pour yourself some champagne.

As you were about to pour yourself some champagne, a big man stole the bottle from your hand. “If you’ll allow me too Miss.” He had such a husky tone. You turn to see a tall, handsome police officer who had a piercing on his right ear, a small yet curled mullet and gorgeous blue eyes. You stay in shock wondering how a handsome guy like him came across you.

You stood there frozen in place as he pours champagne into your cup. He then places the bottle back into its spot on the table and whispers something in your ear. That is when reality hit you when you felt a burning gaze heading right your way. You are completely flushed for your face, as you turn to see your boyfriend about to shoot the place down.

One thing about Daichi is, when he gets upset, it’s very hard to help him calm down. Another thing is, his aura is felt dozens of miles away when something/someone he loves is being taunted with. The tall male felt the same presence you felt and decided to casually walk away. He looks at Daichi as he walks towards him and places a hand on his broad shoulder. “Sorry man, didn’t know she was your’s.”

You quickly rush to the bathroom trying to disappear. When you hear the door knob twist and it was Daichi. You were looking at him through the mirror when he goes behind you. He places both strong arms around your small waist, chin on your shoulder. He takes some times to breathe in your beautiful scent. He whispers, “Darling, you know you look beautiful tonight?”

He places a small kiss on your jawline. “What did he say?” He then places another kiss , this time on your shoulder. You turn red all over again, “n-n-nothing.”

He sees this guy made you into a stuttering mess, which irks him even more. “Darling, I’ll give you one more chance, what did he say?” His warm breath next to your ear makes you so wet, you feel your about to drip on the floor.

Your silence was irritating him. “Darling, don’t tempt me.” His tone of voice drives you insane as he lets go of you and turns you around, lifting you up on the counter. He lifts up your gown as he unzips. He knows you want it, but since you don’t give him the answer he wants, you also don’t get what you want.

He rubs his angry dripping tip onto your clit causing you to be a moaning mess. You become impatient, wanting him to fill you up. You move your hips to line yourself up but he pulls away. “Oh no baby. I asked you a question twice. You didn’t answer and I told you not to temp me.” He caresses your cheek and gives you a passionate kiss. “Sorry baby.” He says as he puts his penis away and leaves you there a throbbing mess. “I’ll wait for you outside.” As he pecks your lips one last time.

Osamu:

• “Nobody understands your body like I do.”

• You and Osamu dated for a few years until a year after you both graduated from university, you two decided to part ways and stay friends. Due to his now growing business and your traveling job, you never saw each other which created unwanted distancing. You thought you both fell out of love, which you both never did. Osamu never wanted to part, but he has always respected your decisions and didn’t want to force you to stay.

You were invited to a party by your coworkers. You didn’t want to go but of course they forced you out. They wanted you to go out there and meet new people. You were in a cute black romper with your luscious locks nice and wavy.

At the party, you had about two drinks and were talking to your coworkers. A hot guy comes up to you and invites you to a drink. You are talking and all and that’s when you lose your mind seeing your ex boyfriend across from the balcony. “O-Osamu?” You think to yourself, completely shutting out the guy’s conversation. You excuse yourself to the bathroom and decide to leave the party and just go home. Seeing him after a year really threw off your whole vibe. And you couldn’t help how freaking sexy he looks now.

As soon as you enter your front home’s entrance, you hear a knock on the door. You open it thinking it was your coworkers to take you back to the party. Without knowing it was Osamu. Your eyes completely widened and you stay glued on one spot.

“What are you doing here?”

He walks into your home and hugs you.

“I’m glad I saw you. I really miss you.”

You couldn’t help but grow teary eyes. “Osamu.. I can’t-“

He cuts off your sentence by kissing you. He starts off with two small pecks and sees you don’t stop him. You wrap your arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around your waist. He then kisses you, inviting his tongue in your mouth. He gains a sexy moan from you, knowing you’re already as horny as he is.

He pulls away gently to look at you. “Did my baby miss me too?”

You continue to kiss him to answer his question but then you go back to your senses. “Wait. We are broken up. We can’t do this.” You let go of him. He grabs you again, this time gently spreading your legs apart, brings his hand down to your underwear, moving it to the side. He slides one finger in, rubbing your clit in small circles.

You moan, hiding your face on his neck, taking in his scent you missed so much. You feel his finger slip out and you look up at him a bit frustrated since he stopped. You look at his finger that he’s holding up to your face.

“Ya see that angel? You’re completely wet. And it’s just for me.” His finger was completely soaked in your juices.

You become embarrassed and try to deny how crazy he has you. You try to deny that you miss him and his touch as well. You try to deny that you still love him.

He picks you up and takes you to the couch. He starts kissing you all over again, gently removing your clothes. He kisses your shoulders, your neck, your collarbones, your breasts, your stomach, your thighs. He kisses every part of your body. You feel like you’re about to cum, that’s how much you miss him. He undresses himself, showing off his gorgeous body. Now the two of you are completely naked.

He has you in the missionary position. He inserts himself in you, causing you to arch your back, moaning loudly. Your small hole is so tight, you cause him to groan onto your neck as he hugs you tightly.

Osamu starts to slowly pump in and out, in and out. Allowing to adjust to his size, it’s been too long.

“Ya think I don’t know ya baby? As soon as I saw you at that party, I knew you missed me.” His face a blushing mess. “Ya think ya can resist me? Ya think I can resist ya? As soon as ya kissed me, I knew ya wanted me.”

He thrusts himself hard in this sentence. Hitting your g-spot so delicious that you came after the last word.

“Nobody. Understands. Your. Body. Like. I. Do.”

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animehideout · 5 months

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JJK X HAIKYUU X READER IN ONE ROOM.

a/n: Idk just had this random idea of jjk men and Haikyuu men being in one room with the reader like the general dynamics.

Which room you'd rather be locked in?

Room 1 : Gojo Satoru/ Ryomen Sukuna / Toji Fushiguro/ Kuroo Tetsuroo / Oikawa Tooru / Atsumu Miya

A bunch of loud narcissistic extroverts in one room.

Let's say Kuroo is the calmest comparing to them.

Over confidents in their looks and capabilities.

Cocky ass men.

They would start showing off in front of you, literally out of the blue.

Would start an arm wrestling match to see who's the strongest.

Smart? super smart, they'd know exactly what to say to you to make you blush and weak on the knees.

Would try to outshine each other, each one of them trying to be the center of your attention.

Brag about their achievements

“huh a captain of a volleyball team? how lame..I'm the king of curse”.

Showing off their skills to you trying to be better than the other

“come on Oikawa, you can try to punch me, bet you can't..my infinity won't allow it hehehe”.

Everyone talking loudly and at the same time, giving you a terrible headache.

Flexing on you, flexing their muscles in front of you

“come on don't be shy y/n, you can't touch my biceps”

“Hah you call that a biceps?”.

They would put each other down to seem the strongest and the dominant one in front of you.

Total flirts, praising you a lot!!!

Impressive but terrible use of pick-up lines.

Would make their voice deeper to capt your attention and turn you on.

They would wink at you, a lot.

Touchy af.

You'd be giving them weird stares totally crushing their ego.

Room 2: Yuta Okkotsu / Choso Kamo / Toge Inumaki / Kenma Kozume / Kageyma Tobio

Introverted but can be stupid.

You can literally fall asleep there with how tranquil the atmosphere was.

Yuta would be reading his book, Kenma playing games on his phone, Toge just busy in this thoughts, Kageyma awkwardly eating snacks and Choso silently judging.

They shared the interest in you, but none of them dared to start a conversation.

Their attempts to approach you would fail miserably leaving them a blushing mess.

Low-key would suffer from an anxiety/panic attack if you touch them.

Their faces would turn different shades of pink if you catch them staring or smile at them.

Would stutter if you start talking to them.

Would try, key word try to flirt with you.

“That's n-nff-nice!”

Room 3: Yuji Itadori / Ino Takuma / Hinata Shoyo / Bokuto Koutarou / Lev Haiba

Over hyped and energetic squad is here.

These mfs would bond up at the spot

without any obstacles.

Very goofy.

They would turn the room into a lively and enthusiastic atmosphere.

Would laugh a lot while cracking jokes.

It would be easy to be around them since they would make you feel welcomed and try to engage you with them.

Very playful and spontaneous flirting when it's about you.

They would try to make you laugh with their stupid jokes and impressions showcasing their comedic side to you.

Also they would compliment you a lot.

“Your hair smells nice, I love it”

“You have a cute laugh”

It would be very easy to vibe with them.

Would play a lot of games together or watch random videos.

You'd feel very comfortable around them and safe.

Despite their playful nature they would take a good care of you.

Room 4: Nanami Kento / Geto Suguru / Megumi Fushiguro/ Iwaizumi Hajime / Daichi Sawamura / Akaashi Keiji / Ushijima Wakatoshi

Wise squad.

Gentlemen squad.

Aaah lock me in this room with them please.

They would be really quiet and calm.

Each one of them is sitting peacefully.

When they start interacting it would feel like an intellectual forum.

They would talk in formal language.

Engaging in philosophical, existential topic.

They might seem boring to others but they're actually interesting.

Veryyy polite when they start " hitting on you ".

If they sense that you're showing the slightest discomfort they would give you your space and never bother you again.

Would lowkey start a conversation with you talking about the weather

“So do you like the weather? I kinda like rainy days”.

They are CHARMING IN THEIR OWN WAY LIKE.

Treat you like a fucking princess / prince.

Respectful is their middle name.

They would take turns to engage you to talk about your interests.

“You're feeling cold y/n? here take my jacket”.

Very attentive when you start talking, memorizing each word you said.

They calculate what they'd be saying, making them flawless.

You'd fall head over heels for them.

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shidouryusm · 5 months

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✿༝༚༝༚ Wrapped in red ✿༝༚༝༚

・❥・Kuroo x reader

・❥・synopsis-> hey siri, what are the consequences of surprising your fiancé with a lingerie under a coat for his birthday?

・❥・ word count-> 5.6k words (nobody look at me)

・❥・content warning-> mdni, explicit smut, fem!reader, cun!lli!ngu$

・❥・a.n -> this is the last time I'll be reposting this if tumblr still doesn't like me I got nothing to do. Tagging a bunch of my mutuals so that atleast they can enjoy. may your cheese rot tumblr. Also happy kuroo day ignore I'm this late everyday is kuroo day stfu. dividers by @cafekitsune , @benkeibear and @quirrrky

Kuroo can feel the chills of the winter already settling in mid-November. The expanse of his living room is veiled with a thin layer of frigidness. The tiles were cold and a siren of silence rings through till the ends, until the little clock resting on the small table breaks through the curse with the beginning of a new day. 17th November. He stares at the clock. The slick hands points to 12, busy announcing his 29th birthday. It is a small, black, cat shaped clock that you found from god knows where and gifted him out of blue. Your justification being “it looks like you”. Kuroo snickers at the sudden wave of memory.

A whole lot of other things around his house are also extensions of you – the little section of potted plants on the shelves, the matching coffee cups, the red mittens hanging over the oven handle, kitchen magnets comprising pictures from both of your trip to Paris. They all are like pockets of your shadow scattered around, giving little hints of the day when you’ll ultimately mark your reign as the Mrs. of this house.

But as of tonight, each of them wildly indicates your lack of presence. Kuroo discerns that the silence was not any call of winter, rather it’s the sheer absence of your chortles and excited squeals around the house, especially tonight.

Kuroo was never that big on celebrating his birthdays, being on a competitive position in corporate asked for lot of compromises and Kuroo had wired himself to do that in his early years on job, not caring about forgetting his birthdays and stuff. Still, he manages to dig up time when it comes to yours or others. The man that he always is - relentless in his acts of services.

However, you being around never quite made it possible for Kuroo to actually forget about his day. Always the more excited one, the best planner and as always, a little better than the previous years. Whether it be by throwing a grand party in a club for him or just by yourselves, with home cooked mackerel and rice, catching the golden sunset above and just savouring the day with a casket of good memories to look back on. Or it may be simply you by his side that makes each of his birthdays something to look forward to, even while being clutched by stress and non-stop work.

He was indeed getting spoiled by such pampering because, as of this moment, there was nothing he wanted more than to be around you. To bask in the incessant warmth of your hugs and engulf himself in the pool of your kisses. Fuck. he really wishes you weren’t drowned in your work right now just so your singsong voice of Happy Birthday could reach his ears the first. He peers at his phone, several texts from his co-workers and friends wishing him were flooded in his notification bar, along with your last text, sent over an hour ago.

Love♡♡ : work is so crazy right now, they should pay me for even gracing them my time this late >:(( anyways, good night. love you tets <;33

Nothing after that. He stares at the text. You weren’t online which meant you are either too busy in work or have already fallen asleep…without wishing him?

A small twinge of hurt pinched his heart at the thought of it. Although he tries to reason it with your pressure at work. But it’s been like this for a few days, you completely submerged in work, barely getting the chance to even facetime, not being overly zealous atleast 3 business days before his birthday.

The little red demon above his head tries to play tricks yet his heart works with rationale – leading two projects at the same time meant things will slip up. Distance may be bound to form. Who knows? even paths of life may deviate from one another and eventually-

His train of thought cuts short by the sharp ring of the doorbell. It’s 12:30 already. Kuroo internally pleads that it’s not some surprise by his former teammates because without you, he doesn’t think he will indulge even a slightest bit.

The door swings open and so does kuroo’s jaw. You, in your full glory, a ginormous beige jacket wrapped all over you, hair dishevelled from the wind, yet framing the most beautiful face in the world, stand at the threshold, panting and holding a large box of what seems like a cake.

“Oh my gosh tetsu, I was almost about to punch the baker. Dumbass messed up my whole timing”

Kuroo was still busy steadying himself but he shifts from his place, allowing you to scoot past him and settle yourself in the dining seat, placing the cake there.

Weren’t you asleep? Weren’t you way too busy to come? What is going on?

He looks at you, making yourself comfortable at his space, like you are just meant to fit inside these 4 walls. The frosty silence suddenly vanishing by the cauldron of warmth you bring with you everywhere. He can’t wait for the day when it will be regular sight.

“Baby, are you gonna stand there the whole night?” you giggle, striding towards his still figure beside the doorway. You hook your arms around his waist, your head tipping back as you stand on your toes, planting a soft kiss over his lips.

Kuroo’s eyes flutters shut as he draws himself into every fleeting moment of this kiss. His hands find your cheeks and large palms cradles them as gently as a rose petal, head dipping down to take in more of the feeling of your lips against him. The taste of your cherry balm engulfing him.

You part from him, merely inches away as your lower lips bruses against each other. You whisper into the small gap, “Happy Birthday, my love. I’m not too late, am I?”

“Doesn’t matter when your wish is what makes it worth. I almost thought you forgot” he hums, hands curling up against your neck, urging you to look at him. You crane your head up, meeting those honeyed eyes pooling with a multitude of emotions.

“Awe you miss me that much? I have been real quiet this year on purpose. Trying something a little different”, you cheekily say, poking your tongue out. Kuroo quirks an eyebrow, “always a step ahead, aren’t you?” he pecks your forehead while a small whisper of “I love you. Thank you for making this day something to look forward to” grazes over your skin. Your feel the kaleidoscope of butterflies zooming inside your ribcage, for the way his words echoed through the drums of your heart. As if the resonance between his and your heart just created more love to harbour.

"Tetsu", you grab his face, dipping his tall frame downwards to place another kiss. This time between his eyes. Hoping this kiss was equivalent to the million words he said with those gaze a few seconds ago.

You take his hand, pulling him towards the cake, “now now, it’s not the time to be all mopey. I fought for this cake and now you get to commemorate this day of high significance”. Kuroo chuckles, you were full of beans indeed.

To think just a few moments back his thoughts were spiralling, he registers that that how much you being by his side grounds his inner monologue of hidden insecurity. Kuroo is always the epitome of confident man but the inner cloud of anxiety yet rumbles time to time. Until, your presence acts like the yellowy sunshine after rain, banishing any grey thoughts that dare to delude him.

“Why such high significance, may I ask?” you roll your eyes, amusement twinkling in your eyes and you answer like this is the most simple question ever, “Because you got to be born and be my boyfriend and then my groom-to-be, duh”, wiggling the left ring finger, you laugh. Shaking his head, he tunes into the peals of laughter with you. He cuts the cake, feeding you a piece before noticing you were still in your coat.

“Baby, are you that cold? You know you could wait a bit more for your winter cloth haul” he gestures at the neck high coat. You squirm a little. He finally noticed.

“y-yeah, I know. there’s a…reason”, you send a sheepish smile on his way, effectively avoiding his gaze.

Kuroo reaches towards you, curious at your shift in demeanor. He leans down, meeting your gaze with his ever sharp ones and you found yourself faltering a bit, heartbeat pacing higher than normal.

“Princess, are you okay? you got a fever?” he runs his hand over your forehead to which you shake your head. Taking his fingers in yours, your fingertips glides over his knuckles. Unable to stall in any longer, you slung your arms around his neck.

“Actually, I have your gift”, bringing your mouth closer to his ear as you whisper, “right under”, you murmur. His hand is now brought on your lower back, the feel of your skin right underneath the coat, clearly evident.

Kuroo sucks in a breath, catching on to your innuendo immediately. Palms migrates towards your shoulder blades where he can feel the thin strap and bare skin over the coat. Curiosity killed the cat and now he just got fucking murdered.

“Hmmm? Should’ve said it earlier, princess.” kuroo hums, a mellowy timbre coating his voice. You gulp audibly, anticipating his moves.

His hands trail over your shoulders, reaching up and stop around the collar of your coat, playing with the top button as he flashes his Cheshire like smile. Demeanor changing from concerned to smug in a flash of light. You keep your eyes on him, heavy breaths escapes your nose and mouth. Kuroo leans forward, his voice now merely a whisper tickling your ears.

“Should I guess what my present is?” he asks coyly. You can feel the teasing glint the words carry.

“You can open it already, y’know?” your voice had an air of neediness, wanting nothing more than to indulge in his touches and losing yourself in him for the night.

Kuroo tuts, shaking his head in faux disappointment, “tsk tsk tsk. it’s my present, princess. Let me enjoy it. in my way”. With that, he flicks the button open, his eyes catching a hint of red around your neck. A dark chuckle escapes his throat.

“Red, huh? You surely did some homework before”, another button pops open, this time, the base of your throat open up and a little red ribbon wrapped around the middle like a bow greets him.

Kuroo felt his heart thrumming loudly, imagining what he could find after fully unbuttoning your coat. The suspense of the act spiking his blood and rushing downwards towards his crotch, he can already feel himself getting hard. God, you really knew how to outdo yourself every single year.

Kuroo presses a kiss right beside that bow, feeling your erratic pulse against his lips. It curls into a smirk, right against your skin. You tip your head back, eyes closing and hands finding their way to the hem of his shirt.

“Uh-uh, princess. Not so early.” Kuroo envelopes his hands over yours, before bringing them together behind your back, caging you between his hold. His right hand, once again, flits back in its previous mission while his left hooks both of yours ; effectively locking them behind your back. “Not until I’m done unwrapping my present”. A kiss plants underneath your ear; the skin tingling with its effect.

“You sure are taking a hell lot of time” you scorn. Kuroo chortles, popping another button open. This time a part of your sternum peeps out, he can make out the hint of cleavage from the skin exposed. More blood runs downwards and kuroo fights the urge to tear the coat off and bend you against the table to ravage you then and there.

“Good things take time, princess. Moreover, you seem to enjoy it.” Kuroo muses, his hips roll against yours and you could feel the hardness of his crotch brushing up against your lower belly. “Take this as a punishment for being late to my birthday” he opens another button and the lace cupped cleavage makes their way.

“But it wasn’t my fault.” you pout. You’re so adorable, kuroo thinks. He laughs under his breath before pressing a soft kiss against your cheek. His hands trail over your sternum, dipping down towards the fat of tits spilling out before he ghosts over them ever so slightly, drawing a whine out of you from the untouched touch.

“Oh but you were…” he drawls, “to think you went outside like this. Being a naughty little girl, are we now, princess?”. You open your mouth to say something but his lips silences yours. His tongue almost immediately finding its way in your mouth and playing with yours.

The kiss was sloppy with the way kuroo laps at your top lip, engulfing it in his mouth, saliva smears over your upperlips and drips down your lowers. The steamy makeout session in addition to the his hips grinding against your coat covered crotch leaves you staggering.

One by one, he unbuttons the whole coat till the end, each time kissing a part of you he passes in the process, to all the way down, where he is kneeling. He looks above to see your figure hugged by this beautiful dark red fabric, only covering the bare necessities.

He is eye level with your bare thigh, the plush skin adorned by a thin lacy garter, linked to the equally thin panties with a small band of cloth. You feel his hand runs across the back of your thigh, the cool band of your engagement ring gliding smoothly over your skin. The pads of his fingers dip down a little deep when he reaches your almost bare ass.

“Fuck. what I’d do to you” you hear him murmur against your lace clad thigh. He scrapes his teeth against the fabric, peeling it off and exposing the beautiful skin out. The sharpness of his teeth mingles with the softness of his lips as he sucks and nips at the skin, leaving a purple well of mark around that area. Your breath hitches as you feel the dull throb of the hickey while he continues his ministration all over your inner thighs.

“We better take this to the room before I end up taking you right here” his teeth still ghosts over your skin, now attaching around the band of your garter, tugging it gently before releasing it back, the elastic smacking your skin, causing a whine to tumble out your throat. His actions causing your pussy clench around the fabric.

He continues his journey up with his mouth before reaching your pussy. The material doing nothing to hide the outline of your cunt and looking closely enough he sees the dampness that is caused by your arousal. His fingers join in, smoothing upwards over the fabric gently. A moan leaves your lips, with the way he is being tantalisingly slow. If you could, you would have shoved his fingers inside.

“Already wet and I barely did anything, baby. Wait for the real action atleast” his voice sardonic and praising simultaneously. He plants a kiss right over your crotch before trailing upwards.

“Tetsu, you little-” you whine to which kuroo snickers. He loves you to death but he loves it more than anything when he is edging you and you are writhing and pleading.This is when he gets the chance fill you to brim with pleasure. The power surge he gets from this is immeasurable, when nothing leaves your mouth except his name.

“What, my darling?” kuroo kisses below your navel, his lips smoothing over the surface with no friction. He peppers your stomach with nips and kisses before reaching under your breasts. A small kiss between the valley of your tits and then he finally rises up. He caresses the sides of your breats before holding you by your waist, squeezing you gently,pulling your figure flush against him. His hardened member now rocking against you with less obstruction.

Kuroo tugs the coat off of your shoulder and it pools around your ankle, revealing your whole set to your fiance. Kuroo gawks at your figure, as if time stopped its track for him to drink your body with his eyes.

“God you’re fucking beautiful” his voice low and husk filled. Kuroo peppers kisses on the curve of your shoulders, hiking his lips up into the crevice of your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses trailing towards your jaw.

You have always been the prettiest for him but this colour on you has popped out every feature of yours in the most alluring, elegant way. Kuroo huffs out short breaths as his eyes find it difficult to tear away from you, he eyes you from down to up before his eyes land on that ribbon.

Oh fuck that ribbon. The way you made yourself like a present, kuroo is positive there isn’t any better gift in the whole planet than the one before his eyes. His lips find you again, passion and lust permeating through the kiss. His hands reach up to your breasts and he gives them a good squeeze. The nipples pert and poking through the cloth against his palm.

He guides your body along with his towards the bedroom without breaking the kiss, stumbling along the way but nonetheless reaching towards the edge of the bed. He pushes you, still connected with your lips, cradling your head before you fall into the heap of soft mattress. His body hovers over yours and one of his knees positions dangerously close to your cunt.

“We gotta take this off before I tear it and that is the last thing I wanna do” kuroo husks, his hand deftly working their way to take off the top.

Not that it did anything to cover what’s underneath, yet as he removes the bra and sees your tits spill out, he couldn’t help but take one in his mouth. Fondling the other one with his hand.

The feel of his mouth finally somewhere on you has you teetering on the edge, you let out out a moan. Your hands rake through his ink black locks while he tugs you nipple with his teeth. His knee presses against your almost bare pussy the sensation spikes your insides.

Your hands reach for his shirt once again, urging him to take it off , to which he obliges but not before remarking something about it.

“Can’t wait to see me naked, guess I can indulge in your desire a little bit”, you roll your eyes. Smug bastard. You feel him shift downwards, his knees touching the floor while leaving you sprawling on the bed, he adjusts your legs around his shoulders before scooting downwards.

His hands plays around your nipples, twisting and turning while his mouth travels south. He lets his teeth do the work, pulling at the underwear and tugging it off of you, finally letting the sight of your clenched cunt soothe his eyes. The way he keeps a unbreaking eye contact while doing the dirtiest of act makes your arousal seep down your cunt even more. He tugs the panties halfway through before teething at the garter again, slowly dragging it across you skin and pulling it off.

“Practising for the big day, princess” he grunts, taking them off of you fully. You let out a light croon, even amidst the unholy acts of provocation, the gentle reminder of your promised near future sends you into a blissful train of thought.

Kuroo’s sharp nip at your inner thigh brings you back. He stares at you with drooping eyes, silently challenging you to not break the contact as he lowers himself over your slit. He licks a stripe of your pussy, the feel of his tongue like millions of fireworks inside your nerves. You silently breath out a gasp while kuroo begins his onslaught of kitten licks over your cunt. Gradually reaching to your clit. He presses a kiss over the nub before capturing it with his mouth, gently sucking on it.

His tongue flicks your now swollen clit as you rock your body, bringing him closer, as if it’s anyways possible. Your mingled sounds of squeals and moans and whines mixes with the soft squelch of his fingers entering you. He prods them gently over your walls, knowing where to stretch and poke to evoke the most raw reaction from you.

“Tetsu…fuck...aah..” your voice are nothing more than little tufts of breaths as he shifts his pace every so often, while never leaving your puffed clit unattended. The alternate of his tongue and fingers works wonders to roll you over the edge.

“Cum for me, baby” you hear his raspy voice vibrating across your skin, he sloppily makes out with your slit before driving his tongue inside, his face tilts as he tries to reach as deep inside you as he can. The grip of his hands on your thighs tightening. His cock feels heavy and the burning desire to replace it with his tongue flames his inside – but not before he makes you cum like this atleast twice.

Two of his fingers drum over your clit while his tongue prods inside you. His jaw hurts but nothing matters when he gets to see the expression he draws out of you. Mouth falls open, while your head tips back. Not giving a damn about keeping eye contact because fuck if you could have exploded out of your body, you would.

Kuroo groans at the irresistible feel of your essence around his tongue, “tastes so good for me”, he hums around your pussy. You could feel the wave of arousal waiting to burst and as you hear the words escape his mouth, your body reacts on accord. Back arches beautifully as you release yourself against kuroo’s lips.

Your mind levitates in the cloud of bliss while you feel Kuroo laps at your essence, the drag of his lips against you too euphoric. to joyful to get down from. But even while being on the daze, you feel Kuroo going at your pussy once again.

“T-Tetsu…hnnggh”, you can feel the added force that his tongue applies as it drives inside you once again.

“You thought I’d leave you to come around my tongue only once.” he rasps, his nose brushes against the overstimulated clit. He nuzzled himself against your cunt, his hands reaching over your ass and kneading the soft flesh. You let a wanton moan, too loud for the neighbours to not hear. Kuroo smiles, tongue thrusting inside your cushiony walls even more.

You could feel your body quivering, preparing itself for another wave of orgasm not long after the previous one. You tug at his hair, your nails scraping against his scalp. Your other hand grabs at your breast to hold onto something. A sight Kuroo savours from behind his bangs that cover his face.

“I’m gonna…” you whine, thighs jolting around his arms while he keeps them locked. “Make a mess around my face, darling. Let go.” Kuroo was getting delirious at your taste. His cock nearly bursting his load in his pants. He rubs against the board of the bed, releasing some friction. He can sense your orgasm looming and naturally, he increases the pace, tumbling you over the edge for the second time. His teeth grazes the clit, giving it some attention before a harsh suckle has you going for the 2nd time that night.

Your back arches, juices spraying out of your pussy. Kuroo is enthralled seeing you this dirty, this sexy, this sinful. You didn’t hold back your sounds either, sweet melodies of his name with pleasured moans ringing throughout the room and satisfying Kuroo’s ears as he succeeds in making you spent.

Not that he intends to stop yet.

Your body is still quivering, the afterwave of the pleasure still gushing inside your body. Kuroo caresses your thighs and hips, coaxing your body to relax.

“You did so well, my sweet baby. looking gorgeous cumming around my face like that”, kuroo engulfs your mouth, his tongue shoves yours around and you decide to suck the tip of his tongue, relishing in the tangy essence of yours. A moan erupts from the man above as your wrap your hands around his sculpted back, losing yourself in the kiss.

Kuroo helps you get down from the high before flipping you over. You notice the way he positioned you both, you are right in front of the dressing mirror.

When did he even do that?

Kuroo kneads your ass from behind, while another hand grabs your chin to make you look at the mirror.

“Eyes up there, baby. Watch how I fuck this little pussy into oblivion”, you can feel his clothed cock grinding against your ass. Whimpering, you wiggle back, feeling more of him, causing Kuroo to suck in a breath.

“Behave, darling.” Kuroo lightly smacks your ass, watching the flesh ripple and groaning at the sight.

You look over your shoulders at him. He looks so broad, the toned sculpture of his long hours at gym and sports really gifted you with a goldy sight. His face flushed with crimson and copper eyes blown out with lust. The contour of his abs to sexy to not gawk 24/7. His sweatpants are already hung low, cock whipped out, hard and swollen. The tip angry with precum dripping down the globes of your ass. You try to shift back, intending to return the favour he generously gave you a while back.

But Kuroo , not-so-gently puts you back on your position, grabbing your shoulders and pushing you against the sheets. Your ass hiked up more to flash the clenching pussy in the air. The cold draft blowing around your sticky folds making you shiver.

“Tetsu!” you exclaim, as he starts dragging his length over your folds, adding more of his arousal with yours, the spot lubed and moist for Kuroo to slide right in.

“What did I say about behaving, princess? Are you looking for to get punished?” his voice dark and menacing, only reserved for you, in the bed. You shake your head, eyes locked with his through the mirror. Your nipples brush against your sheets with the way you are bent, adding more to the sensation.

You try to tug off the red ribbon, not wanting any ounce of fabric on your skin when kuroo grabs your hand, harshly. Hooking it over your back, he hikes your body up a little higher, his cock straight against your fold, the tip hitting snug the clit. His eyes are narrowed, eyes a little menacing,

“Don’t you dare take that off. This stays on.” his voice low. You mewled an okay, too entranced with the way he looks behind your back to notice his manhandling.

“That’s my girl”, kuroo hums before sliding inside you with ease. The remnants of previous shenanigans making it easy. Your mouth falls in a O as you feel the ridge of his cock gliding past your walls. With each of his inch bottoming inside you, you let out a moan, voice deliriously filthy. The sounds like a dulcet for him.

He rams the last of his inch at once, making your body lurch forward. Your face scrunched in a beautiful frown, teeth digging at your lips. Hair falls over your face as you dip your head down to adjust to his size. Kuroo becomes too busy admiring your features through the mirror. You look like a goddess, a goddess he brought down on her knees before him.

He was probably too enticed because it wasn’t until the roll of your hips around his pelvis that dragged him down to where he was. “T-tetsu. movee” , he hears your plead.

“As you say, baby girl.” kuroo starts drilling his cockinside, sliding in and out of you, the head colliding with the gummy walls near your cervix. You were pushed forward with the intensity of his thrust yet the feeling of his prominent vein grinding inside your wall was too heavenly to complain.

It was him and you, intertwined with each other, knocking the door of lust but beneath it was promises of love.

The grip of his fingers around your hip was deathly. It sure is gonna leave a dent. Kuroo grunts and groans as he watches the base of cock froth with both of your juices. The squelching sound everytime he enters you fills the room along with the slaps of the skin.

You could feel his balls hitting you right above the clit, light strokes against them making you dizzy . His hands snakes around your stomach, reaching your clit. He takes the nub between his two fingers, rolling them around and pinches it. You squeal at his actions, back bending away from him, but the grip of his arm around keeps you flush.

“Your pussy is made right for me. Almost made me bust a nut the moment I slid my cock inside, sh-shit. so fucking tight and clenching” , his words are so vile, yet so sweet to hear. He bends down, back flush with his chest as he presses a hoard of kisses around your nape and shoulders. Suckling the skin and leaving out purple marks in its wake.

“Tetsu..more…you feel so good against me” you cry, eyes rolling with the way he is snapping his hips against yours. The constant assault over your g-spot inside and the clit outside once again announces the impending avalanche.

“More you say? Greedy girl.” he rasps before hoisting you up, one hand still playing with your clit while the other finding your left breast.

Cupping the whole fat of it, he squeezes the mound hard. His hips unrelenting with their strokes. The bed creaks from the sudden movement. The headboard banged against the wall once. Now the neighbours are definitely gonna know.

“So fucking beautiful. Truly the best gift ever, princess. I love you so much”, you turn sideways to face him, his molten amber eyes mirroring the heart eyes you are sending him across.

You capture his lips in a soft kiss, your hands reaching his face to cradle the sides and pulling the front tufts a little. Vibrations of hums and moans share between you two in the kiss, while both your bodies work on their own accord. The golden light of the lamp falls over your skin, the golden iridescence reflecting of your skin makes you nothing less than a fallen angel. The halo like glow of your body makes Kuroo's heart gallop loudly. Makes him wonder how he managed to find someone as perfect as you are.

“Look at the mirror. See how ethereal you look while taking me like that. God really took time while making you” , you chuckle at his cheesy words. No matter how dominant he acts in bed, at the end it was still your dorky, corny Tetsu.

You zero in the way he fucks you, the outline of his cock visible as he drills into you. A dragged moan fills the air. kuroo kisses around your temple, his thrusts erratically hits you, losing rhythm. You realise he’s close, so you arch your back, feeling more of him inside. Fucking himself inside you.

Kuroo hisses at the act, his fingers pinching your clit in return. Your walls clamp around his shaft, making him lose all the threads he had been holding onto ever since he buried his face in your cunt.

“Shit, baby...take me…take all of it. Let's cum together”, his babbles choking in his throat as he thrusts in you one last time before warm ropes of his cum fills your pussy. You came around the same time, pooling his thighs with hot, sticky mess.

He kisses you throughout the high, a level of euphoria never felt before. He realises he didn’t use any condom today neither did you retorted against it. Kuroo slides out of you, your cunt clenches from the lack of his heavy cock. He gently lays you down, bringing a wet towel and cleaning off the spilled cum from your thighs and his. Your face beams with the post-coital bliss as you spread your arms over your head, breathing heavily.

“You good?”, kuroo asks, his voice regaining the gentle hold back. You nod, closing your eyes and relaxing yourself.

“If I knew you’d go this crazy over a lingerie set, I’d have thought it through before buying.” you breathily say, seeing Kuroo’s face turn a little red. The debauchery dawning on him a little.

“You could wear an overalls over a trash bag and I’d still fuck you the same. It’s you who’s this hot”, Kuroo plants a sloppy kiss on your cheek, his hands smoothing your hair. He scoots you over, finding himself a space beside, pulling you against his side. His fingers work through your scalp while you find warmth in his body.

The comfortable setting almost lulling you to sleep before you lurch up, face palming yourself. Kuroo sits back, concerned at your sudden leap, while you look at him with guilty eyes.

“I forgot your actual gift at home, while being too excited for this one.”, you hide your face between your palm, whining and falling back on his chest. A hearty laughter rolls out of Kuroo at your state while he rubs your shoulders. His mind already bent on to tease you.

“Wanna suck me off to balance that out?” kuroo sends a sly grin your way, his voice holding a glint of tease but really not expecting you to wallow in.

To his surprise, you part away from his chest, face filled with a challenging gleam. Without any words, you straddle him, holding his cock by the base. A dopey smile spreading all over your face.

“Say less. I’ve been meaning to do that since forever.”

a.n-> aint nobody leaving the house without giving him a sloppy. if tags dont work and it flops then im giving him an even intense sloppy

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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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no nut november

♡‧₊˚ kuroo x reader

♡‧₊˚ wc: 2.9k

♡‧₊˚ cw: MDNI. oral fem!receiving, face sitting, unprotected sex, brief edging, creampie(s), overstimulation, overall kuroo is just … really submissive lmfao

♡‧₊˚ synopsis: one drunk mistake and now he’s wishing he never opened up his mouth to accept the challenge

dear tetsu ♡

kuroo said it wasn’t fair, that he didn’t want any part of it. but the boys had roped him into him, guilted him by using his beloved provocation against him. and he had been drunk when he agreed. but now he’s sober and miserable as he stares at you lounging on the bed in one of his work shirts and nothing else but your red, lacy panties that drive him absolutely insane.

yeah, it was absolutely unfair.

“babeee.” he lets out an exaggerated whine as he sulks into the room, sliding his blazer off of him. it had been a week since the challenge started and he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t already getting to him.

“tetsu?” you sit up, the collar of the shirt sliding off your shoulder, exposing the soft skin that he so desperately wanted to latch his lips around, leaving his loving marks in his wake. “you’re home early.”

“didn’t feel well.” a pitiful pout forming on his face as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt so he could slip it of. he also makes a point to kick off his dress pants, flinging them across the room as he continued his journey to your shared bed.

“what’s wrong?” your head delicately tilts to the side, concern etched all over your face. is it bad that it only made him want you even more? always so caring — so good to him. his cock leaps at the thought, at the way your brows furrowed, a small pout overtaking your features. if it was any normal day, he’d bend you over on the bed and have his way with you. maybe even lay you down on your back at the edge of the bed so he could use your throat the way you both loved.

he tried to shake the thoughts from his head as he sat down next to you, leaning his forehead against your shoulder. if he moved his head just a little further up, he could kiss your exposed skin. but he bit back his tongue. he felt your hand cover the top of his head, rubbing soothing circles into him.

“i need to touch you.” he whispered, trying to hide further into your shirt as if it would take back the words he said. he desperately wanted to overcome this challenge but you were just too damn intoxicating, luring him in by just a few seemingly innocent touches.

“i’m right here.” you whispered back, moving so you could properly wrap your arms around him. he stopped you before you could get too far, the challenge coming back to the forefront of his brain. he looked up to see the pretty pout resting on your face and it took every ounce of him to not kiss it right off of you.

all week he had been bragging that this would be easy — that you’d be the one begging him to indulge you. but here he was, debating his entire existence. why had he let the boys talk him into something so dumb? he could practically hear them taunting him.

“but i cant lose this challenge.” he lets out a dramatic sigh, flopping back onto the bed, his head gently landing in between the mess of pillows that lined up on your bed. you easily crawled over him, straddling him so he was trapped in your hold. immediately, he tried to sit up, propping himself up on his elbows. “hey-“

“what, im not doing anything?” you cut him off as you smirked down at him. now he really wanted to kiss that look off your face. he bit his lip as you splayed your hands over his chest, lightly scratching his exposed skin as your fingers cascaded down.

“exactly.” he let out a low groan, frustration evident in his voice as his head flops back down on the pillow. you couldn’t help but snicker at your boyfriend. “that’s the problem.”

“oh? want me to solve it for you then?” you teased, your hands dancing over the black boxer briefs he still had on. just from the touch alone, he could feel his cock twitch, already interested in seeing where this would go. but his brain wouldn’t allow it.

“you’re so mean. you know the rules and i feel like this is already teetering on the edge of them.” he said, trying to wriggle out from your hold. the friction only sent sparks down his spine.

“but tetsu.” you gently cooed down at him, leaning over so your lips lightly brushed up against his ear. he clenched his jaw as hard as he could to keep himself in check, but he could barely hold it together. “i miss you.”

suddenly, nothing else mattered to him. not the challenge, not the stakes he had set for losing the bet, nothing. the only thing that mattered was you. maybe he could hold on a little bit, somehow gain control of the situation…

“oh you’re such a little minx.” he groaned, his hands flying up to your hips in an attempt to ground himself. but self-sabotage must’ve been his middle name because everything he was doing only made it worse for himself. his hands slowly slid up under the shirt you had on. everything about you was so warm, all he wanted to do was fully indulge himself in the desire he kept trying to repress.

“what are ya gonna do about it?” you had him right where you wanted him. you knew that, he knew that — it was only a matter of time before he caved in. he made it a good 7 days. a solid run if you ask him. his fingers dug into your soft skin, using the leverage to slide you down so you were directly over his hardening cock.

“please.” he asked, looking up at you like you hung up every single star in the sky. you were a wonder to him, something he’d always cherish and appreciate. it filled him with so much pride when he was able to see you like this. normally, he took charge in the bedroom. but damn, you were so hot over him like this that he didn’t really mind the change in power.

“come again?” you were driving him crazy. his grip on you only tightened as his eyes trailed down your body. your hips started to move against him, achingly slow. “what about the challenge?”

“fuck the challenge, fuck me instead. please. need to feel you. need you to make me feel good. don’t care if i lose if it means i get to be with you.” his eyes met yours, desperation swimming in his irises. the normally light, hazel color was drowning in deep gold, trying to pull you under his spell. he needed you to know how badly he needed this — needed you.

“as much as i love to hear you beg, i think i’m going to need a visual demonstration.” you demand. he doesn’t waste another second as his grip moved to your plush thighs, easily pulling you up to his mouth. his fingers hook under your already drenched panties to push them aside so he could line up your glistening folds with his parched lips. “woah tets-“

“itadakimasu.” he muttered before diving into you, his tongue sliding into your entrance as his nose bumped against your clit. your hands find their home in his hair, pulling onto it as he had his way with you — so desperate to prove himself.

each flick of his tongue had you tightening your hold on him, each quick, concise movement earned another tug on his hair. he lets out a deep groan into your cunt, absolutely hooked on your sweet taste. he had been deprived of it for a week; a man starved from the absence of his favorite pleasure.

your thighs deliciously pressed around his head as you nearly reach your peak. it was kuroos favorite place to be — save for being buried deep inside of you. the iron grip he had around your thighs was unwavering as he relentlessly feasted on you.

kuroos mouth was a marvel. meant for more than his quick wit and endless charm. it was your saving grace just as it was your downfall. he only further proves your point as he wraps his sinful lips around your clit, dragging you closer to your edge.

he relishes in each twitch of your body, pride filling him as your body gives away your true feelings — you missed this almost as much as he did.

“tetsu- ‘m close.” you whimpered as you grind against his face, the friction starting to get to your head. each drag of your hips had you bumping your clit against his nose and hurling your further towards your release.

“please cum f’me baby.” he mumbled against your core as he continued on. he wanted his reward, but he needed you to cum more.

you moved your hands behind you, inching towards his cock. you hand barely grazed his covered length, evidence of his arousal coated his boxers. kuroo hissed into your cunt as your hand started to palm against him, grinding his hips up into your hold, seeking more friction.

it was almost pitiful at how close he was by just a few of your touches. but could you blame him? it had been a week and you were too irresistible for him to hold back.

it only made him work harder, using his skillful mouth to coax you into unraveling. his thumb pressed down onto your clit and it’s all you needed to cum, your slick gushing onto the lower half of his face. he quickly tried to lap it up, savoring the flavor he missed so much.

quickly sliding back down towards his neglected length, you slide off your panties. you gently take his cock out, pressing your thumb against his tip, causing his body to jolt forward. you quickly straddle him again, rubbing his tip all over your slick, trying to get it as wet as possible before you sink down onto it.

shame quickly filled kuroo as he gripped the sheets, his body already threatening to betray him and cum from just a trivial pussyjob. and of course you pick up on it, teetering between teasing him more or just fulling seating yourself onto him. you decide on the latter, sliding down on his cock. his jaw goes slack as his head tosses back, desperately holding onto his composure as he fully sheathed himself into you.

nothing beat this. being buried in your silky, sopping cunt had his eyes rolling to the back of his head. it took everything in him to not cum from merely bottoming out, but you didn’t give him a fair chance.

even though the stretch burned, you were getting off on his internal struggle, so you started rocking your hips back and forth. his leaking tip already nudging against your sweet spot.

“w-wait—“ he groaned, grabbing onto your hips to try and stop you. even though he had the physical strength to stop your actions, mentally, he couldn’t do it. not when everything felt so good. “give me a minute to—“

as quickly as he entered you was as quickly as he left. you sat up, his glistening cock sliding out of you, already on the brink of release. kuroo groaned out in frustration, pawing at your hips to try and get you back to where he needed you.

“darling.” he gasped out, his hair stuck on his forehead from the sweat that started to accumulate. he felt tormented, tortured. he needed release but he knew he had to do it on your terms. his cock twitched as it brushed up against your thigh. “please don’t tease me —“

“you told me you needed a moment.” you said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. maybe it was, but he was already too fucked out to see it. did he say that? he doesn’t even know anymore. all he knows is that he needed to pump you full of his cum.

“moment taken.” he purrs, trying to hold onto his composure. his hands hooking onto your hips to ease you back down onto him. you allow him, transfixed on the way his mouth hung open in a silent moan as your warm, tight walls wrap around him. the bead of sweat that hung by his forehead starts to make its way down the side of his face. “you’re so fucking hot like this baby, bet you feel real good, huh? does my baby like being in charge?”

you involuntarily clench around his cock from his words alone. it fuels him with a small sense of pride that even though you were in control, he still held some sort of power over the situation.

but it was short lived.

you reached down to lick the sweat off his face. his hips stuttered at the feeling of your warm tongue swiping along his skin. he gulped as you slowly slid off his cock before slamming back down into him. he lets out a strangled groan, his tight grip on your hips becoming bruising as his mind became filled with you.

“just you wait, baby, by the time im done with you, you’re gonna beg me to always be in charge.” you teased, mocking him. his lustful gaze latches onto you as all the words leave his body.

if he thought you were doing your worst earlier, it was nothing compared to now. watching you bounce up and down on his cock had him in a trance, pleasure shooting up his spine as he feels his impending release tighten deep in his core.

“missed you s’much.” he groaned, moving his hips to match your pace.

“you act like it’s been a whole month.” you teased back, “when you only made it a week.”

“hah - you just feel so good.” he babbled, thrusting his hips faster into you, almost overpowering to the pace you were setting. but even in his fucked out mind, he knew better than to cross you right now. “wanna give you all my cum.”

“then give it to me, baby. you don’t need to hold back anymore.” you cooed, brushing his hair back off of his forehead before giving it a harsh tug. it sent him over the edge, gripping onto your plush thighs as he let out a long string of curses mixed with your name.

rope after rope of cum spills into you as he pushed his cock as deep as he can into you. your hips slow to a stop, giving your burning thighs a much needed break.

he knew the boys were gonna make fun of him for failing the challenge, but he reveled in your warmth that snuggly held his cock in place, already trying to milk him dry. you looked so ethereal perched up on him, the work shirt you still had one hanging on by a button. he couldn’t stop himself from ripping it off and sliding it off your shoulders.

he sat up, making his mark all over your collarbones. you at least allowed him a short-lived grace period as he came down from his first high. his cock was still painfully hard, something he knew he’d need at least another release before it started to die down.

once you start moving your hips again, kuroo buried his face in your chest, groaning out at the overstimulation. his head was dizzy with pleasure, drowning in his lust for you.

everything was so wet — so tight — as he repeatedly fucked his cum back into you, trying to push it as far as he could to make room for his next load. he knew you were determined to milk him dry and all he could do was take your nipple into his mouth and let you use him.

“‘m gonna cum again.” you breathed out. you were so tight, your walls encasing him like a vice. he lifted his head to look up at you, mesmerized by how heavenly you looked. his hand had a mind of its own as it reached down to press against your clit, rubbing small circles. your soft whines turned into loud whimpers as you reached your high, pulling him with you.

he kept cumming, your walls spasming around him in what could only be an attempt to drain him. he lazily humped against you, lost in pleasure as his mind washed over in a haze.

“n-no more.” kuroo breathed out, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head against your chest. he felt the vibrations in your chest as you let out a soft laugh, running your fingers through his hair. you slowly moved your hips again, not taking in his words. kuroo choked out a strangled moan as he looked up at you.

seeing his lash line brimmed with tears from overstimulation had you feeling a power you didn’t know you could feel. was this always why he fucked you until you cried? seeing him underneath you and looking so messy had you resuming your actions, fucking yourself even harder onto his aching, but still hard cock.

“no, tetsu.” your hands splayed across his chest as you stop bouncing for a moment so he could take in your words. “you don’t get it. you failed, so now you get to cum as many times as i want you to.”

safe to say, he had a long night ahead of him.

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nkogneatho · 5 months

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𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

ೀ kuroo x fem!reader ft. iwaizumi

—cw: exhibitionism, blowjob, webcam sex, male masturbating, pet names (kitten), cum swallowing, deepthroat.

—a/n: this was supposed to be a small blurb but oh well. Also this was supposed to be just kuroo but being the hajime whore i am i had to include him.

Tetsu made sure to give you all his time and attention. He was there when you needed a shoulder to cry on, arms to hold you into and of course a dick to fuck you stupid when you were horny.

But today he had a meeting with Iwaizumi to discuss the financial aspects while funding and sponsoring the volleyball tournament the recently partner for. He wasn't close to Iwaizumi, more to the former captain of Seijoh, but Hajime and Tetsuro clicked during their first proper meeting. They even went out for a few beers and shared laughs. He told him about you so since then Iwaizumi would always ask how you are. You met him once during a party Kuroo organized and the man looked big. Bigger than Kuroo but you love your rooster head too much so you don't care about any other man.

You walked into the bedroom to find kuroo in his sweats. He had tight wine red tshirt on with black sweats and you peeked to find iwaizumi wearing a black compression shirt. It was obvious he was an athletic trainer the way his body flexes at ecah move. But your eyes were fixated on your man. Or rather his grey sweats. Shit. The fabric was loose but the way he sat, you could see his dickprint. Shit. shit. shit. You didn't know what plagued over you—maybe lust, maybe desperation, but you carefully drop to your knees and crawl to him. He doesn't notice you, his eyes fixated on the calculations he was writing on the desk, that until your freshly manicured nails trace his dickprint and his eyes shoot to you.

"wh—"

"Shhh." you gesture putting your pointer on your lips. "don't want him to find out baby," you grinned. Kuroo pushed his chair a little forward dragging the wheels from his weight. If he wanted to, he would've excused himself, turning off the camera and tell you that he'll let you do whatever you want later. But the man has always fancied adventures.

When you start stroking his boner, he lets out a heavy sigh, audible enough to catch the attention of the man on the other side of the screen.

"Is everything alright?" Hajime's processed computer voice pulls Kuroo's attention back to the meeting.

"Y-yeah yeah. Dude, I just had a pretty tiring day," he replies.

"It's 12 pm, man."

"Ah, right. I meant morning—fuck." He wasn't someone to lose his composure so easily but the last fuck was something he needed to moan because now your mouth was wetting his dick, taking him inside.

"We could've just resched—uhm...Kuroo," Hajime's tone shifted. Drenched in curiosity, drenched in something dark. "I can see her head."

You stopped. You literally stopped while he was still inside your mouth. You expected Kuroo to make up an excuse. He always handles these thing easily, right? Only now this man decided to drag the chair a little backwards so the man on this laptop screen had a clear view, a clearer angle to see what was happening. You peer up at him with a dumbfound expression.

"Don't look at me like that, kitten. You're the one who wanted to play games while I am working." His fingers wallowed in your hair, pulling you further close to his inner thighs. "Don't you dare run now." And you didn't. You obeyed him like a pet wanting to impress his master.

"Aw shucks. Would you mind turning sideways, Kuroo? So I can see her take that dick in clearly."

"I wouldn't mind," he shifted you to the side, turning his chair. "Enjoy the Show."

You started bobbing your head up and down. Even though his hands were in your hair, he didn't force you down his cock. Atleast, not yet. Your tongue tasted a hint of sourness, probably his precum. As you moved, your eyes prompted to the corner to find Iwaizumi's cock full on display as he stroked it with his big hands. Your cheeks burnt up immediately. Tetsuro caught the change in your expression and his pupils were fixated on you. He didn't know you enjoyed this so much.

"Iwa-chan."

"Don't call me—ugh that," he spoke in between moans.

"Aw c'mon. Why not? Shit, baby no teeth. You've seen my cock so I guess we're pretty close now."

"I am more focused on her. Ngh—look at her. Now I know why you call ker a kitten. fucking hell. lapping her tongue and all'at" Iwaizumi's balls were tightening. He was getting closer and closer. You knew because his gruntsbstarted getting heavier and louder. You were a few meters away from the laptop but it felt like he was right their, groaning in your ears.

"ah! fuck. yeah. Keep going, kitten. I am close. He is too—gorgeous fucking girl. yeah. fuck fuck. shit. ah! ah!" Now was the time when his hands started pushing you further down his cock till your nose bumped in his crotch. "fuck yeah. yeah. yeah 'm close. ah ah ngh—" tetsu's hand held your held in one place, forcing his dick until all his seed spilled down your throat. he knows you alwayd swallow it like a good girl. and you did. Noticing you gulping down his cum, gave Iwa the sweet release he was chasing.

"NGHH! Holy fuck," hajime cursed. You looked at the screen to find thick white ropes spilled all over his knuckles. Some even managed to shoot up to his black compression.

"Hmm," Kuroo chuckled. "Wanna say something to him pretty? Go ahead." You bit your bottom lip, still gazing at his softened cock. It looked big even when it was soft.

"Wish I could taste your cum too, Hajime." And his dick sprung up again. He didn't expect you to call him by his first name let alone say nasty things like that. That innocent image of you in his head was gone.

"Haha. See? Isn't she so cute?" Kuroo petted your head. "Aw look. Our meeting time is almost up." Hajime looked a little disappointed but Tetsu knew better. "How about we reschedule...in person?" And the smile at the end of a sentence confirmed that he was not going to discuss anything even remotely related to volleyball in the next meeting.

#kuroo x reader #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #kuroo smut #iwaizumi smut #kuroo tetsuro x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #kuroo tetsurou smut #iwaizumi hajime smut #kuroo x you #kuroo x y/n #iwiazumi x y/n #iwaizumi x you

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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Kuroo doesn’t like polyamory, but he would share his girlfriend with his best friend.

"That's it, that's how she likes it... feel free to take her throat whenever you want boo".

Bokuto can only smile as he feels in the palm of his hand, which grips your neck hanging upside down on the edge of the bed, his cock going in and out perfectly.

“And you babygirl… are ya going to let me take care of your cunt while you play with bokkun? Can you stand it?"

He asks as he kneels between your spread legs and caresses your pussy as slowly as a sweet torture.

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saigethearies · 11 months

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lust struck

tetsurou kuroo x fem!reader

18+ MINORS DNI

contents/warnings: accidental aphrodisiac usage (reader), alcohol mention, praise, use of pet names, thigh riding, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, dacryphilia, reader and kuroo are engaged, service dom!kuroo

wc: 1.5k

author’s note: my first haikyuu piece! enjoy, y’all!

the faint noise of a whimper almost pulled kuroo out of his sleep. his mind merely chalked it up to be the sounds of a dream, the likes of which you and your sweet sounds often played the starring role in.

however, the second whimper accompanied by the feeling of something wet and heavy sliding back and forth on his leg definitely had his eyes snapping open.

blinking his drowsiness away, kuroo sat up in bed to see you, satin cocktail dress bunched around your waist, grinding your wet little pussy against his thigh.

his breath got caught in his throat and for the first time ever, tetsurou kuroo was at a loss for words.

regaining his composure as he heard a choked sob leave your lips, kuroo reached a hand out to your face. “quite the wake-up call you’re giving me here, angel.”

you looked up at him and the sports promoter was surprised to see unshed tears in your eyes, the water threatening to spill over your lashline as you continue to rock your hips against the exposed skin of his thigh.

“tetsu,” you whined out to him. “tetsu, i need you, i need you so bad please.”

normally you begging for him so nicely like this would put the biggest smirk on his lips. however, kuroo’s head was still trying to process what exactly the hell was going on.

the last time he saw you it was around 9 pm and you were heading out to have a girls night with your friends. he had given you a quick kiss to your lips, told you to be safe, call him if you needed anything, and sent you on your way.

now, it was 2 am according to the digital clock on his nightstand, and you were back here in your shared bedroom trying to ride his thigh like a bitch in heat.

“baby, it’s late and you might be a little tipsy, maybe we should wait till the mo-“

“tets, it hurts.”

he frowns. “what do you mean it hurts, baby?”

you choke out another sob as a tear spills down your cheek, grinding your core down onto his leg with more fervor.

“there was this drink I had at the cocktail bar, and i-i didn’t see until i finished it that there was some aphrodisiac in it.”

kuroo’s usually droopy eyes widened. an aphrodisiac?

“i-i thought it was just a gimmick, but now i feel like…like…ohmygod tetsu it hurts so bad, help me please please- oh”

your head was thrown back and the hardening and flexing of muscle gave new stimulation to your clit, kuroo’s large hands grabbing onto your hips and aiding you in moving along his thigh.

your fiancé gently shushed you. “it’s okay, angel, you don’t have to beg. m’ gonna take care of you, alright?”

you move your head to meet his tender gaze, nodding vigorously as the dark haired man leaned over to give you a kiss, one which you were more than eager to deepen.

the new facet of intimacy added onto the sensations your clit had been receiving for the past few minutes went ahead and tumbled you over the edge for the first time. unfortunately, the aphrodisiac you had consumed wasn’t letting up, for the scorching heat you felt was back in an instant.

“tetsu,” you breathed out to him, a pleading look in your eyes. “i need more.”

“then more is what my sweet girl will get.”

kuroo lifted your smaller body off of his thigh, turning you around so that your back was against his chest. he then hooked his legs over yours to keep you spread open, your greedy pussy exposed to air in the room that seemed to be feeling warmer by the second.

snaking a hand down towards your glistening core, your fiancé brought his lips to the shell of your ear. “my poor baby, you must’ve been suffering so much tonight.”

a little gasp left your lips as his thumb started to circle your clit, teeth nipping at your earlobe. you pushed your hips further into his touch, but couldn’t move much with kuroo’s legs keeping yours pinned.

“let me do all the work, sweet girl. just relax f’ me, okay?”

one finger slid past your slick-stricken entrance, quickly followed by another since you were already plenty wet. his fingers quickly began to pump in and out while his thumb continued its ministrations on your swollen bud.

you leaned your head back against kuroo’s shoulders as you cried out, the relief of having your pussy played with a saving grace after being subjected to the effects of the aphrodisiac for hours.

the sounds leaving your lips began to gain intensity as the dark haired man slid the thin strap of your dress off your shoulder, his other hand quickly going to knead at your tit as he fingered you.

“tetsu,” you panted out. “feels s’good!”

you felt your lover smirk against your neck as he began to pepper it with kisses, adding a third finger into your cunt and curling them.

tears streamed down your cheeks, so happy to feel all the wonderful stimulation your pussy was receiving. kuroo picked up the pace of his fingers even more, drawing harsher circles on your clit as well.

you struggled to vocalize to him what you were experiencing. “t-tets…”

“i know, baby, i know.”

and with one last flick to your bud, you were coming undone again.

“there you go, sweet girl,” kuroo cooed as he felt you creaming around his fingers. “does my baby feel better now?”

the answer to his question didn’t come from your words, but rather the hot feeling returning to your cunt, a pained whimper leaving your lips.

you tilted your head up, eyes hazy and brain fogged with need. “need you to fuck me, tetsu.”

the dark haired man quickly flipped the two of you over, your back pressed into the mattress as kuroo hovered over you. he quickly slid his grey sweatshorts off as you babbled to him.

“need your cock so bad, tetsu, fill me up, please.”

your fiancé grabbed the fabric of your dress, instructing you to lift your arms up so that he could rid you of the clothing. you obediently did as you were told.

as soon as he had both of you naked, kuroo grabbed hold of your hips and lifted them up slightly. bringing his hardened cock to your core, he slid his dick between your sticky folds.

“d-don’t tease!”

“‘m not, angel, i promise, just gotta get lubed up.”

keeping his grip on your hips, kuroo started to insert his big cock into you. every inch that he pushed in had you descending into another layer of euphoria, the feeling of being filled consuming your every thought.

“s’ full, s’ full!”

kuroo hummed as he started to slide back out of your sloppy pussy only to slam back in when he was almost all the way out. moans bubbled past your lips as he continued to snap his hips into yours, moving you to meet his thrusts each time.

the sight of your tits bouncing as he slams into you is a sight that will never get old, the dark haired man burning it into his memory every time.

leaning over you so that he could reach your lips, kuroo began to kiss you in between your moans. keeping one hand on your lower back for leverage, the other came to intertwine your fingers together.

“fuck, you feel so good, sweet girl”

he changed the angle of his thrusts, hitting deeper into you. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you let yourself fall further into the pleasure your fiancé was bringing to you, the effects of the aphrodisiac being alleviated with one snap of his hips at a time.

you could feel the coil in your stomach tightening once more, your free hand reaching out to grab onto kuroo’s shoulder. “tetsu, m’gonna cum!”

“then cum, angel, you deserve it.”

you weren’t sure if it was the aphrodisiac, your fiancé’s sweet words, or the fact that it was your third time cumming, but your final orgasm had you gushing around his cock, liquid soaking your joined pelvises.

“shit, sweet girl,” kuroo grunted, the sight of you squirting around his dick triggering his own orgasm as he spilled inside of you.

the two of you were still for a minute as you regained your breaths. resting his forehead against yours, the sports promoter gave a quick peck to your lips.

“now are you feeling better?”

you nodded, encircling your arms around his neck and tangling your fingers in his hair. “i am, i think it’s finally over now.”

“good, you were starting to worry me there, baby. not used to seeing you willingly beg so much.”

you felt your cheeks warm in embarrassment.

“shut up.”

kuroo chuckled, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your cheek. “i’m just messing with you.”

“i know,” you replied. “thank you, tetsu, i…i really needed you.”

“of course, sweet girl, i told you i’m always gonna take care of you.”

he brought your hand to his lips, placing a quick kiss on the back of it as your diamond shone in the moonlight.

“that’s why i put this pretty ring on your finger, yeah?”

(taglist: @dreamcastgirl99 @tired-biscuit @sigma-himbokuto)

#kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo tetsuro x you #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsuro smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut

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sunasjellyfruit · 7 months

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Their hands during sex

Boys who can't help but grab your body while roaming onto you, groaning each time your moans reach his ears. His hands find your thighs, waist, ass, whatever they can reach as long as it's you. You and your intoxicating scent, warmth, softness... sometimes even leaves his fingers' marks without noticing, he just can't control his strength when you're squeezing him so nicely.

Bokuto, Tanaka, Atsumi, Semi, Kageyama.

Boys who need to have their fingers intertwined with yours in some way whether he's fucking you or making love to you. It feels more intimate, a double connection with you. He tries not to hurt your small digits, so fragile in comparison to his. Sweat dampening his forehead and accumulating between your palms, and when you squeeze his hands when your release is close he swears he loses himself.

Iwaizumi, Daichi, Oikawa, Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Asahi, Ushiwaka, Kenna, Akaashi.

Boys who don't hold your hands, but lock them. Whether it's pinning both your wrists against the mattress, holding them above your head. Sometimes holding not your wrists but your ankles, holding your body and having control over you.

Kurō, Osamu, Oikawa, Tsukki, Hinata.

Boys who findyour neck so pretty and so naked. Perfect for a new necklace. You're almost begging him to choke you, pin you against the bed by the neck. And when your small hands hold his wrists as support when you start feeling your head light from the lack of air he swears his soul leaves his body. And even if he feels guilty when he later notices some red marks on the sides of your neck, he can't help but also feel proud about it.

Suna, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Satori, Omi.

Boys who don't even touch you. They enjoy seeing you struggle, almost with tears in your eyes, as you beg for him to touch you, to hold you, to be over you. And he just smiles devilishly not giving in to your pledges. It's almost like a cruel game for you both, to see who can last longer without proper contact more than just sex.

Suna, Ushiwaka, Oikawa, Semi, Suga, Osamu.

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teamatsumu · 6 months

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Please, PLEASE do a Time skip Kuroo x reader where he's like obsessed with chubby girls. And like you're kinda insecure, but he fixes that up by ramming into you? No worries if you can't, but I would owe you my life if you did. Thank youuuu 😚

proof. (kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader)

word count: 1467

warnings: chubby!reader, smut, nsfw, swearing, office sex

taglist: @keiva1000

There wasn’t a lot about Kuroo’s job that he enjoyed. His boss was overbearing, his team didn’t take him seriously very often, and the pay was almost laughable. But if he had to count the positives, you would be high up on the list.

Plenty of women at Kuroo’s job had sizable crushes on him, he was well aware. And he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy their attention a bit, if the signature smirk on his face was anything to go by. He would wink at them when he came to get coffee from the break room, and they would dissolve into obnoxious giggles. He was still just a guy after all. And he liked the attention. But you would roll your eyes and make a gagging motion from your place by the table, which would thankfully go unnoticed by them. What would go unnoticed by you were Kuroo’s catlike eyes, trained on you as you poured coffee for yourself as well.

Kuroo had a vice. And that was women like you.

He felt like his vision was permanently glued to the curve of your ass, waiting for you eagerly during break times, just to watch you stand up from your chair, giving him a full view of your backside in your fitted office skirt. He would bite his lip when you walked past, swerving in his chair to follow your figure all the way to the end of the room, humming in satisfaction as your hips swayed. He wanted to grope you so bad, but that would be crossing a boundary that would most certainly get him fired. Unless you were into it….?

His ruminations would halt abruptly when you would reappear in his line of sight, his eyes fixed to your thighs this time. God, sinful sinful thighs. Thick and full, begging to be gripped until they bruised. Kuroo wanted to spread them apart and shove his face between them, wanting to breathe you in and bury his tongue inside you. He bet you tasted so sweet, and he bet you would let out the prettiest little moans as your thighs crushed his head, trembling and shaking.

Man. He was getting hard again.

He often wondered what it would be like to fuck you. To feel your warm, soft figure against his. To grip every bit of fat on your body as it squished pliant under his touch. He had no idea how quickly his dream would come true, that very Friday actually, after the sun had gone down and everyone had left, leaving you two to finish up a project that was due Monday.

Your whines and moans were ten times better than whatever fantasies lived in his head. Your face burned red, eyes so hesitant, darting around everywhere in fear of being caught, yet your hand was tangled in his hair, encouraging how he lapped at your neck, breathing in your wonderful flowery scent. Kuroo pressed his throbbing erection into your plush thigh, groaning at how good you felt. His hands hadn’t stopped wandering, feeling every bit of you like you were going to disappear, like he was going to wake up and realize this was another wet dream about you to add to the ones he had been having for months. How many times had he dreamt of this? Having you perched on his desk with him standing between your parted legs?

“Tetsu…” Fuck. Yeah, there was no way this was a dream.

Kuroo hooked a hand under your knee, pulling it up and apart, which made you let out a cute little moan. He felt you stiffen up against him, making him pause just enough to look up at you. Your face was flushed, some strands from your normally immaculate hair now pulled loose to stick to your heated, sweaty face. You looked so messy, your well-pressed white button-up now disheveled, almost all the way undone to make your boobs spill out, covered in pretty white lace. You were a vision, and Kuroo struggled to not bust right there on the spot.

Your eyes were tinged with worry, hesitancy, and it made Kuroo pause. He leaned closer, nudging his nose with yours slightly to get your attention and snap you out of your thoughts. You seemed caught off guard at the gesture, blinking up at him in surprise.

“What’s goin’ on in that pretty little head, sweets?”

You bit your lip in contemplation, and Kuroo’s eyes immediately shot down to the movement. Your teeth dug into the pink cushion of your lip, and Kuroo licked his own subconsciously. You didn’t seem to notice.

“Are- are you sure about this?” Your voice was quiet, as if you were fearful. Kuroo raised an eyebrow.

“Are you not?”

You paused and frowned at him. “Don’t answer my question with a question!”

Kuroo stared at you for a few more seconds, long enough to make you squirm under his sharp gaze. He could see now that his mind was clearer, that your hesitation was originating from your insecurity. The thought baffled him, considering he was so, so attracted to you that it made him dizzy. But he could also see where you were coming from. The notion of you doubting yourself annoyed him. It just wouldn’t do. It seemed he would have to show you just how much he wanted this.

Kuroo tugged at the leg he was still holding, pulling you close to the edge of the desk abruptly and causing you to yelp. You immediately dissolved into a moan when he ran his tongue up your neck in a thick stripe, using one hand to free his cock from his pants. It was thick and throbbing, but Kuroo ignored it in favor of pushing a hand under your skirt, bunching it up around your full hips and running his knuckles over the rough lace of your panties. You gasped at the feeling and Kuroo felt his mouth twitch into a smirk, nibbling at your earlobe.

Your pussy was hot under his touch, and so so wet. Kuroo bit back a groan when he pushed the crotch of your panties aside, swiftly sliding a finger knuckle deep into you. You moaned loudly and arched into him at the action. You were tight as fuck, and Kuroo reeled at the thought of how you would feel wrapped so snug around his cock. It hit him like a freight train, sending all his blood rushing down south and breaking his patience. He hurriedly pulled his finger out, leaning forward to plant his lips on yours to muffle your protesting whine. He kept his mouth firmly against yours as he spread your legs more with both hands, one reaching down to grip his cock before steadily bullying it into your hot cunt.

He didn’t stop until his hips pressed flush against yours, eyes rolling up in his head at the feeling of your warm, pulsating core. You felt divine, like nothing he could ever imagine or replicate with his own hand as he masturbated to you in the shower. No, this was a hundred times better. And when he pulled back only to slam his cock into you once more, feeling your soft body arch into his torso, Kuroo was sure he had died and gone to heaven. And he was planning to prolong his stay in this heaven for as long as he could.

He set a fast, rough pace, unable to hold back and chasing the feeling of your tight walls dragging over his dick over and over. You whimpered and cried in his arms as he gripped your love handles, reveling in the feeling of them, nearly cooing when you curled your body into him, as if molding yourself to his frame. He encouraged it, not wanting even an iota of space between the two of you.

“You see?” He moaned into your mouth. “See how bad I wanted this? God, your cunt is so amazing, sweets. Love the way you squeeze around me. So wet and tight. You’re so sexy-”

Kuroo was cut off by your whine, your hands fisting into his shirt to pull him impossibly closer. Encouraged by your actions, Kuroo sped up, ramming into you hot and fast, big hands covering your even bigger thighs until you were sweet and pliant under him, until your pussy clenched hard around him and you came without warning, wetness coating his pelvis and wetting his clothes as well. Kuroo groaned at the feeling, at how slick the sounds got as he continued fucking into you with no signs of stopping, even as you slumped against him, breathless.

He wasn’t done with you. Oh, he hadn’t even properly started yet.

#kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsuro smut #kuroo tetsuro x you #kuroo tetsuro haikyuu #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsuro imagine #kuroo tetsuro oneshot #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #hq smut #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader

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that-fic-girl · 10 months

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HAIKYUU BOYS REACTING TO Y/N SENDING NOODS 😍🫶🦅

Characters: Bokuto, iwaizumi, tsukkishima, kuroo, oikawa

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dabisbratz · 1 year

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B♡Y NEXT DOOR — kuroo tetsuro x male reader

w.c: 1.6k

WARNING: mentions of blowjobs, deepthroating, free-use, creampies, manhandling, fantasizing, kuroo is kinda a perv!, shy reader, college au.

a/n: msorry this is so short!! the request was kinda vague so i tried to put together what i could! it’s mainly kuroo’s thoughts for the nsfw part, but i think it’s still okay!

Dorm life is not your forté. Sure, you haven’t experienced it yet, but you can just tell it’s going to lead to your forthcoming demise. Exhibit A, it’s two in the morning and you’re only just now moving in after orientation. It’s late, the sun had set hours ago and it was time for the moon to occupy the sky. It’s your saving grace from the darkness of the hall, yellow light illuminating off the walls from just one small lamp by the communal mailboxes. You didn’t expect anyone to be awake, especially since you were particularly tired yourself. Your aching body pops with tension as you stretch your arms, lifting them above your head as your shirt rides up and exposes just a hint of your lower abdomen. Just a few more boxes to go.

You’re ready to curl up in bed, away from any prying eyes and fellow students. Starting during the second semester wasn’t a very smart move, everyone knew each other already, and you’d have ten times more issues trying to make friends when groups were already established. Who knew the type of people you’d be sharing a place with. You sigh, a quiet huff through protruding cheeks, and begin dragging a particularly heavy box inside your room.

“Hey! Be careful,” There’s a gruff voice behind you, raspy from either overuse or lack thereof, but fried from sleep nonetheless. You freeze, body stiffening as your back collides with the person behind you, much more solid than you’d originally thought they’d be. But you push through it, already embarrassed and body ablaze from the rocky first meeting. They let you step through, covering their ears dramatically at the sound of heavy cardboard scraping against the hardwood flooring. “What’s your deal?!”

Ah. It’s a man behind you, no older than you, who stands tall with long, lean limbs. His hair is dark, barely even brown, swooped up with what you assume is copious amounts of gel, save for a few tufts of hair that rest along his right eye. In the dark lighting you can’t exactly make out all his features, but you can tell his facial structure is nice, with the way the moonlight peeking through the blinds cups his cheeks.

His footsteps pound against the floor as he turns to walk around you and the box, hunched over to pick it up himself— save the headache. Apologies bubble in your throat, threatening to spill off your tongue, but despite his words he doesn’t seem all that bothered. Your arms fall to your sides, head bowed as he carries the box somewhere with the others. Should you introduce yourself?

“Sorry…” You start, voice quiet and reserved. You can’t tell if he heard you, but you continue anyway, fighting the urge to find the nearest closed off room and hide. “I didn’t… They said no one would be here today.”

You can hardly see him, just a silhouette of a man, but it makes a movement as if he’s scratching his chin. Maybe you said something wrong.

“Oh,” Is all he says, and you can imagine his lips curling into a small ‘o’ along with it. He really should listen more. In fact, the front door features a calendar with this very day circled, written in messy handwriting ‘roommate move-in.’ “Kenma said something about that. I’m Kuroo, just housesitting!”

So he’s..not your roommate, then? There’s a beat of silence before he flickers on the lights, bright and harsh against your unadjusted survey. Your face is distorted cutely, eyes squinting and eyebrows furrowed as you blink around the room, taking in its appearance. It’s minimalistic, not much besides two beds, video game consoles, and freshly organized wires. You assume the other door by the right of the room leads to the bathroom. You look back at the man, finally adjusted, with hesitance.

He’s staring at you, hazel upturned eyes narrowed like a cat. A shiver runs down your spine, ice cold and painfully obvious as you nervously shift your weight from one foot to the other, shrinking under his gaze. He seems to soften at that, manually widening his eyes so he appears less intimidating. Despite it all, though, he’s cute. With a strong jaw and straight eyelashes, a soft yet handsome and defined face. It’s only then you notice his clothing— or, lack thereof. His boxers are striped, black and red, and that’s about it. You shuffle awkwardly, biting your tongue.

“Well! This place is gonna be real quiet,” He jokes to himself, lips curling upward as he tears his gaze away from your handsome face. Between you and Kenma, he’s sure there won’t be much conversation. You’re not exactly blunt, though. Maybe a ball of nervousness, but not blunt, from what he can see.“You’re a lot cuter than I thought.”

“You too.” Your response is immediate, but the wide eyed expression on your face makes him think you didn’t actually mean to say it. You’re really soft spoken, too. If anything else was going on he surely would’ve missed it. Kuroo feels himself smile.

“Oya? Did you think I was ugly?” He strikes a childish pose, resting his face in his palms as he bats his long eyelashes in your direction. He relishes the sound of your laughter, just as quiet as your voice. He wonders how loud you can get.

He watches you shake your head in response, a genuine smile gracing your face as you pick up the last of your things— blankets and pillows—and carry them over to your assigned bed. His eyes never leave you, glued to your face as you place sheets on your bed and fluff your pillows. You look so easy to move, he could just flip you over and do it for you, hold onto your waist and lift you up like you’re a feather. Pretty, too.

Kuroo clears his throat, dropping his arms to discreetly cover his erection. At this rate he’ll have to tuck his dick in his waistband.

He imagines pushing you down onto your knees, pretty mouth open wide enough for him to rest his cock on your pink tongue, loud slaps echoing through the room. The wet squelch of his precum frothing on your tongue, the head of his cock sliding in and out of your mouth at random moments, just so he can hear you gag and choke on his cock.

He imagines a particularly sharp thrust down your throat, watching it bulge and contract around his dick until you can’t breathe. But even then, you’d hold onto the back of his thighs, try to push him deeper while you cry over not being able to take him deeper.

He imagines burying your face in his pubes, watching your teary eyes roll back when he finally fits himself down your throat, cock twitching as your ruined face presses against his hip. That would be enough for him, your pretty, fucked-out face looking back up at him as your throat makes humiliating noises around his shaft.

He imagines cumming down your throat, guiding himself out when it’s apparent you might black out, watching you catch your breath with loud, rushed pants. He’d cup your face, tapping it gently so you look up at him, forcing you to follow his slow breaths, chest expanding with ease. He’d call you his good boy, slapping his dick against your cheek.

He imagines lifting you up by the soft skin of your throat, watching you stumble over your own feet and lean into him for stability. Your eyes would be glassy, glazed over as you beg him for something, anything. Any type of release, any touch to your pretty body. You’d beg so pretty, soft voice suddenly loud and high pitched as you bounce where you stand, whining out, “Ple—ase, Tets!”

He imagines slutting you out, turning you into a shameless whore while he slides back into you for the third time that day. He wonders if you’d hide your face, closing your legs and whining about the intrusion just to have them parted again, Kuroo’s much stronger, bigger hands digging into the plush of your thighs to inspect your sopping hole. That just wouldn’t do, he’d pull your hands away from your face, holding your jaw between his fingers so you can watch his cock sink into you again and again, cum cascading down your thighs and dripping onto the floor.

He imagines making you beg for it, your entire body tense as he fucks into you, holds you open with his hands to watch his cock get swallowed by your velvety walls. You’re so shy, so quiet and timid. So he imagines your squeals, your mind too far gone after hitting your sweet spots over and over and over. You’d be his sexdoll, pliant and moldable in his hands as he bounces you on and off his cock, even feeding his leaking cum back to you. He wants to smear it over your lips and have you wear it like lipgloss—

Your mattress squeaks, loud enough to snap the business major out of his thoughts, and he finds you shyly sitting crisscross on your bed. Your head is tilted, sweet like a puppy as you blink up at him, voice barely above a whisper.

“Uhm, Kuroo…? Are you okay?”

“Right, right!” Kuroo nods, glad the patch of precum pooling in his boxers is covered by the deep shade of fabric. He bounces on his heels, stiffly shuffling further toward the bathroom as he speaks. “There’s a place opening up on campus that sells really good fish. We should go sometime! Get to know each other, right?”

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hyeque · 2 years

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face sitting with Kuroo but poor baby cums in his boxers while eating u out coz he can't control himself anymore n ur little whimpers n moans drive him crazy

zuro anon

honey [kuroo tetsurō] [nsfw]

synopsis: kuroo’s five senses are always heightened when he eats you out

warnings: kuroo is lovesick, and obsessed with your cunt, facesitting, dirty talk, female bodied reader

kuroo has always carried the habit of burying his face into things.

it started when he was younger, when he would drown out the sounds of his parents arguing by shoving two pillows to his head. hence, this action birthed his famous ‘rooster head’ appearance.

he never found that he had to hide his face in pillows anymore when he started sleeping in the same bed as you, though.

he often finds himself burying his face in your neck, or if he wants to be cheekier, your breasts. either way, he sleeps a lot better because of you. and that’s something he will have to find time to thank you properly for.

and he’s already found one way.

tetsurō is a loving man. he carries so much love for all of his family, his friends, but nothing can amount to the love he gives you. his one and only.

the bond you two share is almost “sickening” to those around you (really only yaku who complained every time kuroo is too touchy with you). but it’s not your faults that you just happen to have everything mapped out about each other. every little detail and hobby you two love.

kuroo would gladly listen to you talk about anything you love doing for hours, a doting look on his face as he plays with your hands. and sure, he can talk your ear off about volleyball after all it was and still is a great passion of his. he’s blessed to have a job involved in it.

but no one knows about his true favorite past time.

the one that involves you sitting on his face.

it should be noted that tetsurō does not know how to keep his hands to himself. who would’ve thought that a grown man would have trouble doing so, after it’s one of the first things you’re taught as a child. you once told him this, and he only scoffed, saying that his touchiness is beyond a childish act of having polite manners.

once he indulges in a little of you, he always has to have more. it’s not his fault you’re so addicting. so intoxicating, that you take up most of his mind. marrying you had become a blessing and curse at times, only because his five senses are always invaded by you.

it doesn’t matter how many times he closes his eyes—he always sees your pretty face in his mind.

it doesn’t matter how many times he tries to ignore your scolding remarks at times—your nagging (which he concludes is just you looking out for him, and that you’re usually right) always ends up as the voice he hears and heeds.

it doesn’t matter how many times he washes his ties, they still all end up smelling like you somehow, your natural scent and perfume always lingering under his nose.

it doesn’t matter how many times you try to distance yourself from him—he’ll always find a way to get to you, to touch you.

and the last sense doesn’t help his touching issue at all. in fact, it just makes it ten times worse.

tetsurō can never get tired of tasting you. of kissing you breathless every time he has to leave you before he goes to work. of licking your sweaty and salty skin after ruthlessly tiring you out. of tasting and sucking on your nipples while you writhe and shake under him.

but mostly, he can’t get enough of tasting your sweet cunt.

your taste and scent couldn’t be any sweeter. you found out that the nickname ‘honey’ he uses is because he thinks your sweeter than it, so you must be the real thing.

he figured out quickly after eating you out for the first time that your pussy is going to cause extreme trouble for him. imagine a cartoon character being summoned to the scent of food, hovering in the air as they draw near it. that’s kuroo with your cunt.

and it’s funny, because you always tell him that his face is perfect for grinding on. his nose is big enough that it always feels so good on your clit, probing and touching it in all the right ways, and he only makes it his mission to bury his face further in you after hearing that.

it should be noted that kuroo is competitive, and especially competitive with himself. he’ll find ways to make you cum harder and more than the last time.

this is how facesitting soon becomes a traditional thing he has you do. he loves for you to tell him about your day while he eats you out. he always offers advice or condolences after he gets you to cum.

everything about facesitting is just…perfect for kuroo. he can smell, touch, hear, see, and taste you all at once. albeit, the seeing option is barely there, but what better sight is there than having you grind in his face?

tetsurō is never fully…there, when he eats you out. let alone when you sit on his face. it’s an out of body experience for him. the warmth of your supple thighs encasing his head (an upgrade that’s so much better than some stupid pillows) and the smell of you deep in his nose.

so to no surprise do you find yourself in this situation when kuroo comes home from work. it all started out with him listening about your day, head resting innocently on your thighs. not long later does he have you on his face, his hands and mouth doing anything to help relieve you.

“tetsu, you’re so good baby—hah, you always make me feel so good.” you’d moan, moving your hips in the delicious way he adores. he groans into you from your praise, his cock pulsing hard in his pants.

drool starts to move down his chin as he kisses and makes out with your cunt, not wanting to waste any of you. you’re sure if you dripped on the floor, he might lick it up himself. his large hands grip your ass cheeks tightly, spreading them apart to make his access to your middle much easier.

there’s no hiding your moans when with him, especially in this circumstance. his tongue is too skilled in knowing how to make you fall apart and his fingers are too ruthless in their pace to slow down and give you time to breathe. you quickly feel your orgasm crash over you.

and if there’s one thing kuroo believes, it’s that you taste better with each orgasm.

he’s mouthing at you again already, and you feel your body tingle and throb. pain is evident but pleasure dominates it. you plea to kuroo that you’re too sensitive.

he grunts out of displeasure. “honey i know you got another one f’me, just one more please.” he coaxes, nearly begging. but you soon realize that “one more” was four orgasms ago, and that he would never stop.

the experience of eating you out is a special one for him, considering the pleasure that comes from doing it. your senses heighten his senses and his cock is unbearably hard by this point. it should be illegal for someone to have this much of an effect over someone—especially when he’s not even jacking himself off or touching himself in anyway.

tetsurō is conflicted because he badly wants to fuck you, but he doesn’t want to stop eating you out. you’re so good for him and so pretty when you moan and cry, especially on his face.

and he’s so close right now, and the tightness within his pants has created a delicious friction that he has managed to grind against. he’s almost like an animal in heat as he ruts his hips desperately up into the air.

his animalistic nature has you spilling over for another time, but this time you grip his hair hard when you sob his name.

and it’s the euphoric feeling that creeps up on him that has him stalling, but it’s too late. “wait baby—shit, fuck,” kuroo moans, eyes rolling back before his hips seize. his hands tremble and his grip on your hips loosens as he tries to collect himself.

you move down from his face, moving to kiss and lick up any drool, but the feeling of dampness under your butt halts you.

“did you just cum, tetsu?” it’s a genuine question meant with no malice behind it, but his cheeks still flush before he looks away with a small, shy smile on his face. he’s so cute like this.

you grab his jaw and he looks up at you as if you created the stars and moved the mountains of the earth. when your hands go to peel off his boxers you say, “well, after i clean your mess up, can i get you to cum again, then?”

he groans, letting his head fall back as his cock twitches back to life. yeah, you’re definitely going to be the death of him.

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