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lelelenaxx · 10 months

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Men who act cocky but literally will cry under your touch

Gn!Reader

He’s shivering, twitching and whimpering. Your soft hands keep stroking his leaking cock. He’s already came 3 times. But that’s not enough for you.

“P-please” he says through a small hiccup. He’s practically fucking your hand, he’s so desperate. You continue stroking his hard cock as more and more precum spills out. His hands are forced to stay behind him. He wants nothing more than to have his hand on your body.

But as soon as you see that glint in his eyes, the way he does before he makes a sticky, white mess, you pull away. He groans and pulls his knees to his chest. His breath is hitching and he can’t control it. “Please, just let me cum! I-I’ll do anything!” He begins to sob out.

His cock is begging for its release. Tears begin forming in his eyes. You thought there was no way the man who thinks so highly of himself and thinks that he can conquer the whole world, is crying at your fingertips to cum. You giggle at his stance.

He’s too embarrassed to say anything and hides his face away from you. But you grab him back, forcing eye contact. You bring you hand down to his cock. Stroking aggressively.

He’s a whimpering and moaning mess. “Please, please, please!” He’s chasing that high he begs for. Until his breath hitches and cry’s out in pleasure. Cum pushing out of his tip and landing on his thighs, stomach and your hands.

He’s still crying and twitching. He’s cold and embarrassed. You couldn’t help but feel for him. You untie his hands, and tuck him under the blankets. Giving him a little kiss on the forehead, ignoring the fact you just made him beg and cry for your touch

Tsukishima, Bokuto, KYOTANI, MIGUEL OHARA, Reinhardt, JOHN ‘SOAP’ MCTAVISH,Simon ‘ghost’ Riley, KÖNIG

Sorry I’m not posting. I’m going through a really tough time so sorry if it’s not good. Just remember I love you. Live your life to the fullest xx - Lena 🫶

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forusomimiya · 6 months

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If you could choose your favorite festivity, without a shadow of a doubt, it would be Halloween.

Nothing better than enjoying the most funny night of the year with an intimate and cozy plan with your boyfriend. Something like "pizzas and Netflix", but leaving the movie half done when you both found a more exciting plan to spend the night on.

There was no doubt that fucking him dressed as Ghostface would definitely be one of the seven unwritten wonders. That strange and greedy fantasy of imagine yourself being fucked by a stranger awakened something in you, especially when he started to touch you, hiding his hands under your costume, moving them to your boobs to squeeze them mercilessly, enjoying every bounce as he rammed your ass over and over again, watching the sight in the mirror next to you and thanking god every time you moaned his name as he struggled not to fill you up yet.

His fucking stifled gasps under the mask still churned your guts, as did the view of his weary, sweaty look after taking it off minutes later, revealing the smudged black line of makeup on his lower eye line. Fuck… He was right when he said that night was going to be crazy.

And it didn't end there, when you swore you were in heaven the moment he pushed you face up on the bed to fuck you raw from the top, with your legs resting on his shoulders, pressing lightly on your throat and then reminding you in your ear what you've been wanting to hear for a long time.

“You belong to me, I don’t share. You’re only mine”

You couldn't help but smile as you watched him reveal that sadistic side that turned you on, moaning in response to his warning as you made a mess of his cock while barely able to breathe. It´s hard to explain but, you were so fucking insane.

“Face down on the bed, now. Let me see how you use that gorgeous ass, bunny”

RINTARO SUNA, ISSEI MATSUKAWA, KENTARO KYOTANI, AZUMANE ASAHI, WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA

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kosije · 1 year

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Your snarky reply adds fuel to the argument. The way your eyebrows scrunch up as your glossed, plush lips voice another complaint. How you kiss your teeth and roll your eyes whenever you thought his excuse was stupid. Whenever you hoist yourself forward with your hands on your hips, slight cleavage poking out as your eyes bore into his.

He just can't help the heat running to his cheeks as he fantasizes about how you'd look so cute a mess under him. His hand reaches to caress your face as you pout, thinking he's not taking you seriously when actually all he can think about is the way your eyes look as if you're thinking of all the same lewd things as him. He’d be sure to apologize later. But right now, he could not care less. Losing all control, he crashes his lips into yours, desperate to calm his beating heart. With every nibble on your lip and tangle of tongues, you both grew needier and needier.

He mercilessly rams himself into you. Tears run down your face as what is meant to insult comes out in incoherent babbles while your nails dig into his back.

"Aww, c'mon baby. Don't tell me you're tapping out already?" His shit-eating grin would usually make you fume at his audacity, but you feel yourself clench around him. His pace picks up and your moans grow more and more desperate as his thrust gets sloppy getting closer to his nth release. Instead of letting his submissive moans add melodies to the beat of his hips slapping against yours, he lets them be drowned out in a messy kiss. The fight in you won't die down despite being caged by his arms onto the wrinkled sheets barely covering your mattress—and you bite his pretty pink bottom lip, drawing blood out.

“Always so aggressive~” His voice is playful, but his eyes are low as he runs his tongue over his fresh wounds.

“I wonder if you can keep that same fight in you, angel.” He sneers while roughly grabbing your chin, forcing your lips together as if you were puckering up. His free hand moves from your hips to rub circles on your clit, causing your hips to jolt from all the stimulation. Despite the tight hold he has on your face, you still manage to let out strained mewls that caused his cock to twitch inside you as he rubbed you more violently.

The coil deep within your gut had winded up so much you doubted you could hold out for much longer. Nearing your release, your resolve melted as your hands moved from his back to stroke his cheeks; an action that made his sadistic streak falter enough to loosen the hold on your jaw and move to the back of your neck as he kissed you with more devotion than pure lust. By how your cries became more throaty and his strokes got more and more sloppy, you could both tell you two were close.

“Gonna cum, baby? Be a good girl and cum for me~shit mhm y-yes, just l-like that~”

Just the last thrust causes you to come undone all over again. Mutual moans ring out as he rides out his orgasm before weakly falling on top of you. Flushed and out of breath, he mumbles a weak,

"One more round?"

"...Go to bed."

atsumu; daichi; iwazumi; kyotani; suna; toji; gojo; geto; dabi; keigo

(request any characters or prompts u'd like to see next here ꨄ)

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prettykitty3061 · 1 year

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Yo! I adored your himbo bokuto headcannons so if you have the time do you have any Kyoutani boyfriend headcannons?

i already have a bf headcanon in my drafts that will be posted soon so im just gonna have one head cannon!! sorry, but kyo hcs will be coming soon i pinky promise 💞💞

Kyotani has an oral fixation!!!!! whenever he's sitting down with you in his lap he always is attached to any part of your body. he just cant stand the feeling of you just being there with his mouth not on you. like excuse you???

you seriously cant get rid of him. it would genuinely be a fucking crime if you just decided that you weren’t gonna sit on his lap and let him suck onto your skin. he would either sit there and obnoxiously pout, or magically your hips werent connected to your body anymore due to the force and pace that he grabbed them and pulled them to his lap. in literal seconds, you were on his lap. and even if you tried to get off of him, or pull him off of you, there would be no possible way to move. kyotani always has an actual death grip on your waist if he’s focused on your body.

moral of the story : i also have an oral fixation

a/n : still working on all my requests, thank you guys so much for your patience. also my requests are still open, and i have a few posts coming soon (next 1-2 weeks). also most of march my posts will just be scheduled because i will be in finland!!! love u guys

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peltingaway · 1 year

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he just loves communication. <3

he loves to pretend to be confused, what is that you want? he wants to hear you to say it.

he loves hearing your whimpers as he roughly kneads your tits, loves brushing his fingers over your sensitive nub.

he loves to hear your pretty voice beg for him to get all dirty with you, it's something about you giving consent in such a way that makes his hips grind into you from behind.

he loves when you tell him how good he's making you feel as he nestles his cock deep in you, putting pressure against that one spot that makes you explode.

he loves when he makes you squirt and you whine about being embarrassed, loves how you squirm around at the squelching sound of him slowly thrusting.

he loves the way you pant heavily afterwards too, feeling pride in his chest for being able to make you cum so hard.

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plooto · 1 year

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꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ one night . ft. kyotani kentarou

synopsis . the alcohol was what you blamed it on, the alcohol made you do it, but you had no doubt in your mind you would do it again if given the chance.

warnings . underage but supervised drinking ! short ! quiet ! fem ! reader ! tipsy ! reader suggestive , second year ! reader .

words . 1.3k

notes . i actually really like this idea ???? please do let me know if i should do a second.

parts one , two , three , +?

the alcohol was what you blamed it on, the alcohol made you do it, but you had no doubt in your mind you would do it again if given the chance.

it was a teen party somewhere in tokyo, with drinks given and moderated by the adults, you were a little past tipsy when you stumbled into kyotani’s life.

“ easy, watch yourself, ” he held you up by your waist till you regained your balance, craning his head to look down at you. cheeks flushed, long lashes, pink plump lips and dazzling e’c eyes.

“ thanks, ” your next words tripped over themselves as you looked up to make eye contact with the gorgeous stranger in front of you. “ y- you’re ama- amazing looking.. ” you tried to yell over the music but you didn’t need, he heard every syllable that passed through your pretty lips. you tip toed breifly, the alcohol making you fidgety.

“ wanna get out of here? ” he spoke low, but enough for you to hear. you would’ve thought you sobered right then if it wasn’t for the next phrase to leave your lips weren’t:

“ only if i’m leaving with you. ” he held back a groan and looked you up and down hungrily before wrapping his large hand around your wrist and pulling you back to his room.

the door couldn’t close properly before the two of you were on each other. lips smacking and clothes strewn, outlining a path to his bed where the two of you indulged in the most sinful activities.

waking up naked and with a killer headache you turned over to go back to bed, being met with such a warm surface. you sighed in content before realization hit you.

this was not ordinary. you peeled your eyes open slowly to look at the producer—a man. but not just any many, just about the most attractive man you’ve laid your eyes on thus far. your breathing hitched for a moment, remembering people wake when they feel someone watching you looked down, your face flushing when you remembered the events of last night. quietly muttering a swear, you wiggled out of his embrace. tip toeing across the room to gather your clothes and composure, you took one last look of your mystery man before softly closing the door behind you.

making your way to your room, you leaned against your door allowing yourself to finally breathe properly. ‘ what did i just do ? ’ you asked yourself.

going back home, your dad gave you some news that make you conflicted—you’re moving.

should you want to stay here to find mystery man ? or do i want to move on like nothing happened ? which should i do ? there isn’t really a choice..

you were going to start your second year at a new school—aoba josaii in the miyagi prefecture. going to orientation, you found yourself making new friends easily. even not having grown up with them, they welcomed you with open arms. you learned a lot about your new school, the clubs, the floor plan, the kids to stay away from and the ones that were not as bad. the bad ones being the whole volleyball and basketball teams.

rank s players as your friends would describe them.

“ come, you have classes with me today, ” kai looped her arm with yours and showed you on your map where your classes were. english, avandced math, study hall and pe.

walking, you looked up and around, learning better from seeing and taking in your surroundings. siting comfortably at 5 foot, you had to look up, nearly tip toe to see the room numbers. with the help of kai, you made it to all of your classes on time. there was one class that you didn’t have with her: advanced math. she did walk you to it, which you were thankful for. the teacher introduced you to the class and you took your seat.

with the help of your new friends, first semester went smoothly, however as you couldn’t have two advanced classes in one semester, you had advanced science second semester. on the other side of the building from your previous math class. you walked, looking around to guide yourself to your class and you found it, but not before you stumbled, throwing your books on the floor to catch yourself but something did it for you. you looked up, briefly thanking the person before dusting yourself off to pick up your books. turning back, you thanked the person again before making your way to your class, cursing yourself for being so clumsy.

meanwhile the person you bumped into was speechless, ‘ it’s her.. ’ he thought to himself.

just getting off his suspension, of which he spent the whole time thinking about you and the night they met. how your eyes sparkled, how soft her skin was, how their bodies flowed together effortlessly. he cursed, hearing the bell ring.

“ mad dog ! you’re late. ” he didn’t bother entertaining the captain, quickly changing and getting on the court.

for days he didn’t see you again, not until thursday—you were at the volleyball game. he heard you cheer his number, out of everyone you were the loudest, and it stunned him for a moment, he stood with arms hanging freely at his sides. when the game was finished, he looked back to where he heard your voice from, and behold you were still there, looking towards the court, your eyes locked with his and he shot you a wink. your friends didn’t see it, they were looking towards the captain and his partner. your cheerful smile turned into a stunned look. he smirked, it was you.

after the celebrations were over, he watched you walk away with your group of friends, thighs peeking out between your socks and skirt making him shift uncomfortably in his shorts.

the next few days he spent all his free time trying to find you and days later he finds you in the library. he walks towards you, a difficult expression he made with his face combined with the chuckle he let out. he sits in front of you, tapping your paper. you jump and look up, becoming tongue tied at the sight of the man.

“ found ya. ” you didn’t have anything to say, completely stunned.

“ cat gotcha tongue ? ” you pouted at him,

“ n-no i just didn’t expect to see you here.. ” you mumbled,

“ you don’t fuckin’ know me. ” he narrowed his eyes at you, you begin packing up your school books, preparing to leave out to your sitting spot in the grass. turning back to the boy and wishing him a soft ‘ bye. ’ he stumbled to get up, chasing you with quiet curses. you push the back door open, finally getting out, but kyotani was faster, he shut the door, grabbed your wrist and pinned you to the wall with his arms on either side of your head.

“ oí ! you’re not getting away from me so easily, not again. ” you looked at him with surprise, your heart jumping to your throat. you tip toed slightly, never breaking eye contact. “ fuck.. ” he bit his lip and turned his head to the side, he couldn’t think of anything to say.

“ here. ” fishing his phone out of his pocket, shoving it towards you to put your number in it, once you took the phone from him, he stood up fully. you turned the phone back to him, looking away from him.

“ can i leave now.. ” you muttered lowly,

“ whatever. ” you moved and made it a few steps before turning to face him

“ you know, i shouldn’t be talking to you.. ” you said to him,

“ ya friends tell you that.. ? ” you held up hand up to your face to block the sun. before nodding,

“ th- they told me all about you. you and your team, ” you said

“ i’m different than my team. ” he said, not nearly as gruff as his previous statements were. you tip toed and wiggled your toes, before turning to walk away from him. and he watched you.

again.

published . april 29, 2023

#haikyuu kyotani #kyotani x reader #kyotani kentaro x you #kyotani imagine #kyotani smut #haikyuu x reader #ੈ✩‧₊˚ late nights kyotani ! au #tteokbokki 🌶️ // spicy #. character // kentarou kyoutani

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kenmas-lil-housewife · 2 years

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Study Sessions & Troublemakers

Summary: You and Kyotani shared a few classes, and if he wasn’t the worst then, he was also on your brothers college volleyball team. He was constantly teasing you for being a “goody two shoes” that was until your brother and his best friend volunteer you to tutor the hothead and you prove decide to break some rules.

Warnings: college au Kyotani x fem!reader, a lot of plot (im so sorry, i got carried away), rivals to lovers??, oral (m&f receiving), protected sex, slight praise, mentions of ex!Tanaka, mentions of flirty fuckboy Issei

Authors note: This is part of @crybabycrisis Honeymoon Avenue Lost a Bet collab! This was my first time writing full on smut and I’m super happy with how this turned out! Also, a big shout out to @thetempleofnyx for beta reading!

w/c: 9.8k+

Shit I’m going to be late! You were in a panic as you began sprinting towards your apartment just off of campus. You were supposed to bring your brother lunch for his break during his practice today, but it seemed as though today was just not on your day. Your lecture ran long, you had to run some errands for your professor all the way across campus, and of course you had to run into your ex just as you were ready to rush home to drop off your school bag and pick up your brother's bento. You had just reached the door to your shared apartment when your phone began ringing. You didn’t bother to check the caller I.D, already knowing who it was.

“Where the fuck are you? You’re never late and we start warmups in five minutes. Did something happen? Do I need to kick someone's ass?” Haji questioned over the phone. You rolled your eyes at the over protectiveness. He was right though, since you started taking classes here just a year after him, you were always on time to attend every practice and game your brother's team had to show your support.

“My lecture ran late, I had to run errands for my English professor, and I ran into Tanaka. I’m home now dropping off my bag and grabbing your bento, I should be there in like ten to fifteen minutes.” You rushed out, phone held between your shoulder and ear as you put down your school bag and switched your school work into a smaller tote, also packing Haji’s lunch and getting ready to leave again. Your brother huffs over the call and lets you know to just head straight to the bleachers when you get to the gym. As soon as he hangs up, you make your way out the door, making sure to lock it and begin your walk back towards campus.

As you arrived at the gym, you could hear the squeaks of sneakers and the occasional thud of a ball hitting the floor. Entering the big double doors, you waved to a few of the team members that called out to say hi and made your way to the bleachers like your brother had told you. You never really paid too much attention during practices. You only really came for moral support for your brother, even if he didn’t necessarily need it. You began pulling out notes from your two morning classes in hopes to get some studying in before the team went on break.

Down on the court, the guys were getting ready to switch positions and sharing little side conversations. Most of which, Haji was not happy about. “You know Iwa, if it wasn’t for that dumb rule you had, I’m sure everyone on the team would be going after little [name]-chan.” Oikawa chimed, resting his elbow on Haji’s shoulder. Hajime grumbled for his best friend to shut up before staring daggers into the rest of his teammates before he looked over towards you, sitting peacefully doing your classwork.

“Every single one of you knows, she’s off limits to you guys, I don’t know why you keep talking about her like you have chances.” Hajime turned on his heel and got into position.

“Why are you so adamant on her not talking to us?” Issei began to question, getting into position next to Hajime. “You’re so overprotective.”

“I’m not overprotective,” Hajime grumbled. “I just don’t trust any of you fools around my baby sister. She can talk to anyone she wants to that’s not on this team.” and as the coach blew his whistle for the boys to start the next set, the conversation was brought to end.

It was finally the end of practice, you finished your notes and homework just as the last set was beginning, and chose to cheer on your brother. Now that you were making your way down the bleachers towards your brother, you could tell he was a bit more irritated than he usually was when practice ended. “Everything okay, Haji? You look like you want to murder the guys more than usual today.” You joked as you handed your brother the extra water bottle you brought.

Before your brother could even get a word in, Oikawa, his best friend, and your bonus brother, as you called him, wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “Oh, Iwa-chan is just mad that the whole team thinks you’re such a cutie.” You rolled your eyes as Oikawa began to poke at your cheek.

“Well it’s too bad my brother would beat their asses if they tried anything, now, isn’t it?” You gave a smirk towards Oikawa, and stuck your tongue out towards your brother. It was such a stupid rule, but you could understand why he made it .

The first time you attended one of Haji’s games. It was right after your breakup with Tanaka, and you really just wanted nothing more than to forget about him and support your big brother. At the end of the game, you joined the team for their victory dinner at Oikawa’s request. What neither Oikawa nor your brother were expecting, was for almost every single one of their teammates to try and hit on you.

“I swear to God, if any of you so much as touch a hair on her head. I will end you.” Haji was always super protective of you, not that you minded, he wasn’t too overbearing, he just didn’t want you to get hurt. You did just get out of a bad relationship, and you were finishing up your first year of college and still getting the hang of things.

That didn’t stop you from flirting back with a few of his teammates though.

Later that night, when you and Hajime made it back home, Haji wasn’t exactly the happiest about the events at dinner. “Listen, I can’t, and won’t, stop you from living your best life. It would be hypocritical of me. But please, promise me you won’t date or even hookup with someone on the team? The last thing I need is to have issues with one of them if they ever hurt you.”

“Fine, but that also means all of my friends are off limits as well. Deal?” You had no issue with your brother's request, because it could go both ways and you also didn’t want to have to choose between your brother or friends in case of a messy situation.

“Easy. Deal.”

Still, you loved to pick on your brother for making the rule. Your attention was soon brought to someone entering the gym before your brother could chew you and Oikawa out. Oikawa, suddenly taking on the role of captain seriously and removing his arm from your shoulder turned towards the newcomer to address him. “Mad Dog, you missed practice again. Next time I’m not sure I’ll be able to talk Coach out of benching you.” You eyed the tall blonde, inching closer to your brother. You could already feel your irritation growing and he hadn’t even said a single word yet.

You didn’t hate him, no, but you strongly disliked the man in front of you. He constantly got in trouble, and he was always causing some kind of issue in the two classes you shared together. You also couldn’t stand the way that he would always tease you when the team was over to hang out with your brother.

“Yeah, well he’ll probably bench me once he realizes I’m failing my math course anyways. So where is he so I can speak with him?” The blonde practically snarled at Oikawa, and you truly didn’t understand how Oikawa put up with his nonsense most of the time. You couldn’t help the snort that came from you as you tried to hide your laughter. Kyotani whipped his attention to you and you immediately shut up. “What’s so fucking funny to you?” he snapped.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe if you actually showed up on time and paid attention in your classes, you wouldn’t be failing.” You snapped back towards him.

“Listen here Princess, just because I’m not a goody two-shoes like you, doesn’t mean I don’t usually do well in my classes.” You physically cringed at the stupid nickname he gave you and were ready to quip back at him when you were cut off.

You weren’t sure if you wanted to punch him in the face, or cry and talk your way out of the suggestion, but what your brother said left you feeling betrayed. “[Name], you both share a math class, right? Aren’t you at the top of your classes, why don’t you tutor him?”

“No.”

“Absolutely not!” Both you and Kyotani answered at the exact same time. You couldn’t believe your brother would really come up with such an insane idea.

“Please [Name]-chan? We really can’t afford one of our best players to be benched! Plus you’re planning to be a teacher anyways, it’ll be good practice!” Oikawa was back at your side, now giving you the puppy dog eyes. You huffed and crossed your arms. You really were not about to be guilt tripped into having to tutor the delinquent. You began to walk away, not acknowledging any of the three men as you made your way towards the doors. “I’ll get Baldy to stay away for at least a month if you do this for me!” Oikawa spouted out before you could get too far. That made you stop in your tracks.

You slowly turned on your heels, a signature Iwaizumi glare directed towards Oikawa, your brother, and then Kyotani before looking back at the man that grabbed your attention. “And how exactly do you expect to do that?” you questioned. Oikawa smiled and clapped his hands.

“I’ll take that as you accepting to tutor Mad Dog. Now don’t worry about how I’ll work my magic and just make sure my opposite hitter will be able to play in our game next month.” You were ready to strangle the pretty brown haired man, along with your brother, but you were desperate to keep your ex at a distance. You looked back towards the man you were being subjected to spending your free days with for the next few weeks and scowled.

“My next free day is Thursday, Haji will let you in the apartment.” And with those being the last words you spoke, you left the gym to head back home, not even waiting for your brother to follow. You knew that having to spend time with Kyotani would be insufferable, but Oikawa had a point. At least you could log the hours you tutor him as community service hours.

Thursday finally rolled around, and you were dreading your day already. You currently were cleaning off the table in your living room and trying to get everything you needed for studying. You also decided it’d be a good idea to have snacks set out in case Kyotani was anything like your brother and Oikawa when it came to studying.

You were just finishing up when your brother yelled to you that Kyotani was there. You quickly looked down at what you were wearing, a hoodie and a pair of short shorts. You decided since you were staying in your own home that you wouldn’t have to change. So you sat down on the floor in front of your table and grabbed a blanket before opening up your notes to get started. “Okay, I’m in the living room!” You called back out to him. Seconds later, Hajime and Kyotani entered.

Kyotani barely even looked your way as your brother was telling you both that he had to leave for work and to try not to kill each other. You could already feel your nerves going haywire. You’ve never been left alone with Kyotani, and he was a menace to you as is when others were around. You let out a small “Love you, see you later” to your brother as he started walking away before turning your attention to the mean blonde. “Well, let's go ahead and get this over with.”

Kyotani gave a stiff nod as he walked to the opposite side of the table and set his bag down before plopping himself on the floor across from you. You began pulling out the recent notes from your shared math class along with your books, and he mirrors your actions. The tension was killing you, but you bite your tongue and tried to do what you could to just get this study session over with. When you looked at Kyotani, he was already looking at you, the slightest tint of pink on his cheeks as he muttered something.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear what you said?” You furrowed your brows in confusion and tilted your head. He let out a deep sigh before looking away and repeated himself in an annoyed tone.

“I’m having trouble with the entire course. So I don’t know where you want to start?” You say up straight, kind of shocked that he was actually serious about something for once.

“Oh! Well, let’s start with comparing notes and go from there!”

If there was one thing about Kyotani, it was that he was stubborn as a bull. The session started out great. He was listening to everything you said, you shared notes and he copied what he didn’t have, and he wasn’t being a complete asshole to you. At least for the first hour. Once you both started on the worksheets, everything went downhill. Kyotani refused to listen to your help when you told him he was doing something wrong and he started to just leave problems blank. You were looking over some of his equations when you noticed a few of them were still a bit off. “Kyotani, you missed a few-”

“For the love of god, would you stop your nagging on whether the equations are right or not?” warm brown eyes glared at you through a set of long lashes, and it took everything in you to try to remain calm.

“I’m supposed to be helping you so you don’t get benched. I’m just trying to do my job in helping you not fail.”

“I don’t need your charity.” Those were the words that finally made you blow up. You had tried helping him for the past half an hour of trying to understand where he was making mistakes, and he just wasn’t listening. You finally had enough.

“You know what, I didn’t even want to help you. I’m simply doing this because my brother and Toru asked so you wouldn’t be out for the next game or even kicked from the team, which you agreed to do. Yet, here you are, not even giving a damn that someone is trying to keep you from failing because you’re too stubborn to accept any help!” You were out of breath by the time you finished ranting and all Kyotani did was stare at you with a blank face the entire time.

As soon as he realized you were done, he made a fake pout and asked in a condescending tone, “Awe, is the Princess frustrated that things aren’t going her way?”

“Get out.” You started packing up your things, letting the infuriating blonde know that you were done for the day. He grabbed his things, simply just shoving them in his bag before getting up and walking himself to the door.

“I’ll see you in a few days Princess. You wouldn’t want to let your dear old brother down by refusing to tutor me now would you?” There was that damned name again, and the teasing was back. Reminding you exactly why you couldn’t stand the man. Thankfully you heard the door shut and you let out a deep breath. You’re going to make sure you remember to give Haji and Oikawa a piece of your mind for making you put up with Kyotani these few weeks.

It’s been a month since you started tutoring Kyotani and while, thankfully, he was improving, every study session ended up just like the first. He was insufferable, and you were really starting to regret giving up your free days to spend time with him. But Oikawa kept up his side of the deal, and you’ve barely even seen your ex around campus, and you’re kind of hoping it stays that way. You were sitting on the bleachers as you watched your brother's team practice for their game in two weeks. With the game coming up, it just reminded you that you only had one last study date with Kyotani, which was tomorrow, before your next exam and for him to hopefully be able to play, or all your hard work would have been done for nothing.

You have to admit, watching this practice, Kyotani really was one of their strongest players. He was a little rough, but it made sense for him and it worked to get everyone else worked up and try their hardest to keep up and win. And the way he spiked the ball down, there was almost no way anyone could receive it. Wait, what am I saying? Why the hell am I praising the bastard? You shook your head trying to clear your mind as you continued watching the guys practice match. You looked at the other side of the net, the other half of the team doing all they could to go up against Oikawa’s serves and Haji’s and Kyotani’s spikes. Your eyes immediately fell onto Mattsun, who was already sending a smirk and wink your way.

You could feel your face heating up immediately, but played it off and rolled your eyes. Mattsun made some stupid remark towards your brother that made him look up towards you before he yelled at Mattsun “Go near her and I’ll make sure you can never have children.” You weren’t entirely sure what was said, but by your brother's reaction, you could only guess. Next thing you knew, Kyotani was sending the ball straight for Matsukawa’s face, which ended up making him land on his ass and receive a bloody nose. You watched everything go down in shock as the rest of the team had to to keep Kyotani and Mattsun separated when Mattsun tried to go after Kyotani. The blonde simply said “My bad”, and acted as though nothing even happened.

After the incident and the coach making sure no one was seriously injured and that things wouldn’t escalate, Oikawa made the decision to end practice. You ran down the bleachers just in time for Haji to let you know that he’d meet you by the door after he changed. As soon as he was out of sight, you saw both Mattsun and Maki making their way over to you. Already expecting their antics, you called over to them. “Waiting for my brother to leave before talking to me? He must really make you guys tremble in your shoes.” You teased them. Maki laughed while Mattsun just smirked before replying.

“Nope, I would just rather have an uninterrupted conversation with a pretty lady. Is that so bad?” Rolling your eyes, you knew exactly where this was going.

“Trying to ask me on another date? Because if that’s the case, the answer is still the same and I doubt you want another hour long talk with Haji.” You laughed. Mattsun looked over your shoulder and his face dropped from his confident smirk to a hard scowl. Maki decided to answer this time. Nodding behind you as he did.

“I think his biggest issue would be your new boyfriend joining your brother.” He let out a chuckle. Boyfriend? You were confused as to what he meant, until you turned around and came face to face with Kyotani, who was having a staredown with Matsukawa. You choked on your own spit at what Maki was insinuating.

“No, no, no! Kyotani is not my boyfriend! Are you kidding, we’re constantly at each other’s throats. I'm putting up with him to help you guys out for your next game!” Maki was losing it over you trying to explain things, while Mattsun and Kyotani continued their little staring contest.

“Well he was quick to react when I said your name down on the court.” Mattsun looked towards you, finally breaking eye contact with the blonde behind you. You could feel your face heating up, and you weren’t sure you wanted to know, but you asked what he meant anyway. But, instead of getting an answer from Mattsun, you were dragged away from the arm by Kyotani. You tried pulling your arm free, but it was useless. He didn’t let go until you both had made it outside of the gym.

“What the hell was that for?” You yelled at Kyotani when finally released your arm. He just stared at you before he finally turned around to begin walking towards what you assumed was his next class for the day. “Hello! I’m talking to you!” Kyotani finally turned around, just as your brother was leaving the gym. “Maybe ask your brother what was said before flirting with the team playboy.” Without another word, Kyotani stomped off, leaving you to stand there absolutely dumbfounded until Hajime caught up with you. You didn’t have it in you to reply when he asked if you were ready to go home, just nodding your head and following beside him.

It was your last study session with Kyotani. Neither of you said a single word to each other since he showed up. Quietly exchanging the notes and working on your assignments. You still weren’t entirely sure what exactly happened yesterday. Haji refused to talk about it, and you weren’t going to ask Mattsun or Maki after yesterday either. Oikawa wasn’t much help since he just told you to ask Haji just like Kyotani did.

Needless to say, your mind was elsewhere, and you didn’t realize how badly you were spacing out until you felt a flick to your forehead. You winced and brought your hand up to rub between your brows as you glared at the blonde across from you. “What was that for?” You pouted. Kyotani gave you a straight face before sighing and pushing his notes aside.

“Your head’s in the clouds, Princess. I’ve asked for your help twice already and you didn’t reply. You also got number 9 wrong.” You looked down at your paper, looking over the question when you realized he was right. You let your head drop onto your arms on the table and took a few deep breaths before finally sitting back up.

“I’m sorry, I’ve just had a lot on my plate. What did you need help with?” You were ready to get this tutoring over with. You knew neither of you liked spending this much time with each other, and you wanted to have your free days back to partying or hanging out with friends. But Kyotani didn’t budge. He was still staring at you, like he was expecting something. “Hello? You’re staring.”

“He told Maki that he wanted to see if you were a pillow princess.” Kyotani said bluntly. You choked on your spit and looked at him like he had three heads.

“Excuse me?” You yelled. Kyotani let out a soft chuckle at your reaction. Not one of those teasing laughs you were used to, no. A genuine one, although it was soft, it was still real.

“I knew Iwaizumi wasn’t going to tell you. I figured that’s what you’re over there daydreaming about.” Still in shock, you didn’t know what to say.

“Is that why you spiked the ball at his face?” You questioned. Kyotani was quiet for a few minutes before he said anything.

“Yeah. But don’t think it was for you. I just hate guys who talk about women like their achievements to be unlocked.” After he answered you, he pulled his notebook back towards him and started back on the assignment. You felt your heart skip a beat and you face warm knowing that it was Kyotani of all people who defended you.

“Who knew you actually had a heart?” You teased with a genuine smile. “Thank you, I really appreciate it.” Kyotani only replied with a grunt before asking for help and continuing the study session.

Not even a full hour into studying, even after the little ‘heart to heart’ if you could call it that, you and Kyotani were back to getting on each other's nerves. One small comment about him being dramatic for slamming his book shut after not understanding the last topic you had to go over. Now here you are arguing over who was more dramatic over the smallest things.

“You’re calling me dramatic, but just last week you had a full on breakdown for getting a C minus on your english exam!”

“WHA-? I’m going to kill Haji for blabbing.” You pouted. Kyotani sat back with a victorious smirk, and you wished nothing more than to smack it off of him.

“You’re such a goody-two-shoes. I mean seriously, who cries over a C minus?” Great, now he was mocking you.

“It wasn’t just because I got a C minus. I had a lot going on that day and the grade was just a breaking point.” You explained. “And I’m not a goody-two-shoes. Just because you never see me have fun or go out, doesn’t mean that I don’t at all.”

Kyotani leaned forward. His arms crossed on top of the table, the silver chain he was wearing came untucked from his shirt and dangled freely, and his face became way too close to your own. “I never said you didn’t go out or have fun, but when was the last time you broke a rule? One that actually got you into some deep ass trouble with someone?” You swear his voice dropped an octave. You wanted so badly to look away, but the heat was rising to your cheeks as you just stared back into his honey brown eyes.

You didn’t know how to answer him. Partly because you haven’t gotten into serious trouble except for one time, in highschool, and partly because of how close he was to you and the way your thoughts were betraying you at the moment. So instead, you remained quiet while he stared you down. “That time you and Iwaizumi snuck out your second year of highschool doesn't count either, since it was his idea and you just had to follow.” He was smirking now, and damn you wanted nothing more than to wipe that look off his face. “Let’s make a little bet, Princess.”

You know you shouldn’t, you really did, but you also wanted to prove him wrong so badly. “What do you have in mind?”

“If I ace my exam, you have to do something that will, or at least could, get you into some big trouble. Cause a fight, steal something, stir some things up with a frat or sorority. I don’t care who you piss you off, but it can’t be anything stupid.” Kyotani finally pulled away from you and leaned back to where he was sitting. You felt like you could finally think straight and breathe. You took in what he said and let it process for a minute before answering.

“Only if you ace the exam?” Kyotani nodded. “What’s at stake here if I win or lose?”

“Winner can pick their prize after they win.” After taking another minute to think it all through. You stuck your hand out across the table. Kyotani let out a low chuckle before bringing his hand to meet yours. “I hope you’re ready for next week.”

“That’s if you can even pass the exam.”

The crowd was on edge as everyone watched the two teams go back and forth as they kept tying at match point. You debated on even going to the game seeing as your brother was playing against Tanaka’s team, but Haji promised that if things got to be too much, that you could leave whenever. So, there you were as you watched the two teams battle it out for the win. Everyone was giving their best and you could see both teams were growing tired. It wasn’t until your brother received the ball, sending it flying just over the net before it dropped right out of anyone’s reach, that you had finally let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. Match Point.

It was Kyotani who was serving next, and while you hoped that he would win the last point, you also couldn’t help but think of the bet you both made. Especially when it had been almost a week since he aced the exam.

You waited in anticipation as your professor announced that all the exam scores were in and posted online. As soon as the lecture was over, you made your way towards the back of the room where Kyotani sat and waited for him to tell you whether he failed or passed the test. When you reached his seat, he didn’t say anything. Taking his dear sweet time packing his things so he could head to his next lecture. “Well, did you pass or not?” You were annoyed that he was ignoring you, and you worried that all of your hard work tutoring him was for nothing.

“Oh. Yeah, I passed.” He said calmly. You breathed a sigh of release, well that’s good, at least all of your tutoring didn’t go down the drain, you thought. “In fact, I aced it.” Kyotani had an evil glint to his eyes as his smile grew, and suddenly, your train of thought went to one thing only.

Oh fuck.

Kyotani dropped his phone on the table in front of you, the screen on his class grades, the exam grade being at the very top right under his overall class percentage. Sure, you didn’t want him to fail. But you also didn’t want, nor expect, him to ace this exam. You could feel all of the blood drain from your face, as everything finally set in. You took a deep breath, already knowing what was to come. “So, when does my side of the bet start then.” You kept your voice low, almost sounding bored. Really you were just trying to hide any panic that could give you away.

“Starting tomorrow. That gives you a week. If you still haven’t done something crazy come the day after our game, then I win.” You didn’t even bother answering Kyotani, simply nodding before turning and walking home. You needed some serious down time to be able process and prepare for this bet.

You were pulled from your thoughts when you heard the final whistle. Looking at the scoreboard, you saw that your brother's team had won. You stood up to cheer them on, more specifically to cheer Haji on. You sent him a text letting him know that you were going to leave early before the traffic got bad and so you could get ready early for the party that he and Oikawa had planned. You knew that since they had won, that you probably shouldn’t drink tonight in case you needed to take care of a drunk Seijoh Uni Volleyball Team.

How did you end up crying in the bathroom with one of your closest friends, well that would be all thanks to your brother inviting your ex’s team to the party as well. Why did he do that? You weren’t sure, but you did know that you were going to bitch him out over it tomorrow morning when he was hungover and felt like he was hit by a truck. For the time being though, you were just trying to make yourself look presentable before going back to the party. Your friend rubbing you back and telling you how you didn’t need to cry over a stupid man and how you should go out there and show him what he’s missing.

You straightened out your top and turned towards your friend, hugging her tightly and thanking her for being there for you before you both exited the bathroom. The house was crowded and the music was loud. Thankfully some of the guys helped move any expensive and breakable things before anyone else showed up into your room closet for the night, because you were not looking forward to the cleanup tomorrow.

You made your way to the kitchen to grab a drink, figuring one or two wouldn’t hurt you just to calm your nerves. Instead you were met with Tanaka and Kiyoko kissing on the counter. You really didn’t want to cry again, really you had no reason to. It’s not like he ever cheated on you, or even treated you badly. In fact, he was a great guy. Maybe that’s why you were so upset over the breakup even a year later. Because it was so sudden, and when he got with Kiyoko only a few weeks later, you knew he didn’t feel as strongly for you as you did him.

You didn’t still have feelings for him, but seeing him still made you miss the times you shared together and reminded you exactly what so many people would tell you throughout highschool, that you would have to be perfect to ever be enough for anything. And while you knew that wasn't true, and Haji would fight anyone who ever said anything like that to you, those words affected you more than you would like to admit. Leaving you to your exact position right now. Trying to hold back tears and ignore the two in front of you, instead of grabbing alcohol like you originally planned, you grabbed water, hoping to to sneak off into your room for the rest of the night.

As you were turning the corner you bumped into a familiar short haired blonde. Great, just what you needed, you thought. “You’ve been crying?” He asked, looking at you. You rolled your eyes, really not wanting to deal with him or having the chance of that damned bet, that you already knew you lost, popping up into conversation. You did your best to ignore him and continue walking to your room, pulling out a key to unlock the door, but before you could enter and close it, a hand grabbed yours, stopping you. Turning around, you were met with Kyotani’s hard glare and honey brown eyes. “Did something happen? I know Iwa is way too drunk to deal with anyone if they fucked with you.”

“No, nothing happened. Except the fact that my dumbass brother decided it would be a great idea to invite my ex and his new girlfriend over.” You were dripping with sarcasm and attitude when you answered, and to your surprise, Kyotani laughed. A genuine cheerful laugh. It was a nice sound, but you were too caught up in your own emotions that it just annoyed you even more. “I don’t see how that’s so funny.”

“Because I’ve never heard you genuinely call Iwaizumi any names outside of joking around. Who knew the little Princess had it in her.” Kyotani was still letting out small chuckles as he answered you. You decided it was better to just leave things at that, and turned to go into your room. What you didn’t expect was for Kyotani to follow you in.

“What the hell are you doing?” clearly he didn’t get the memo that you wanted to be alone, and plopped his ass down on your bed.

“Thought you could use some company. Plus, I hate drunk people and it’s too loud out there.” You let out a dry laugh at his answer.

“You mean you’re going to willingly hang out with me?” Kyotani shrugged his shoulders and pulled out a pack of UNO cards.

“Oikawa won’t let me leave, so it beats being stuck out there with everyone. Plus you’ll probably just cry all night if you're left alone.” You squinted your eyes, glaring at him before you sat on your bed, leaning against your pillows and headboard across from Kyotani, and snatching the cards from his hand as you shuffled and dealt the cards. Might as well make the best of a shitty night, you thought to yourself. Besides, he was right, anything beat being out there with everyone else or staying in your room alone crying over your ex.

Three rounds of UNO later, and things were going how they always go with Kyotani. You two were going back and forth arguing, thinking one of you was cheating. “There’s no way you got dealt all of the wild cards two games in a row!” You accused. Kyotani rolled his eyes and showed you his hand, proving that he really did have a handful of wild cards.

“Well it looks like I did, Princess.” You threw your cards down onto the bed, declaring that you were done playing the card game. Crossing your arms, you huffed out a breath.

“What is it with you calling me that damned name?” You never really knew why he called you that, but you did know that he always used it when he was teasing you, and you hated it.

“I don’t know. Maybe because it just suits you.” Well that answer caught you off guard. “Plus it pisses you off.” And that’s the answer you were expecting. You both sat in an oddly comfortable silence for a few moments, just listening to all of the chaos that was happening just outside of your door. Your mind wandered to the bet, and you knew come tomorrow morning that Kyotani would be telling you what he wanted for winning, but you were grateful that he hasn’t brought it up tonight like he has the rest of the week.

“You know, ‘Kawa is probably drunk enough to not notice anything if you still wanted to leave.” You side eyed Kyotani as you started picking up the cards from your bed.

“Yeah, probably.” He didn’t move. You raised an eyebrow at him, standing up to hand him the cards and to tell him to leave so you could change into some more comfortable clothes.

“Okay. Well, then leave. I’m ready to change out of these clothes and relax.” Kyotani smirked and leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees.

“Then get dressed.” You rolled your eyes, visibly getting annoyed.

“Haha, very funny, Kyotani. Now leave.” You turned and headed towards your closet, hoping he would get the hint and just go. Apparently, luck was not on your side.

“Make me, Princess.” You whipped around, facing Kyotani as you watched his smirk grow larger. Through gritted teeth, you hissed out at him.

“Kyotani Kentaro, I swear to God if you-” He stood up and started making his way towards you, cutting you off.

“What? What are you going to do if I don’t leave?” fed up with his bullshit, you reeled back your hand getting ready to hit him. Before your hand could make contact, his hand caught your wrist. “Ooo, getting feisty now aren’t we.” You both stood there, not moving a muscle or saying a word. The tension just growing with each second that passed until you couldn’t handle it anymore.

“Either leave or kiss me dammit.”

Kyotani dropped his hand from your wrist, opting to place it on your hip as he pulled you closer, his other hand reaching up towards the side of your face as his lips crashed onto your own. His lips were soft, and tasted faintly like cherries, and you hated to admit that you were liking this. You threw one hand over her shoulder, the other taking a hold of his shirt and pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Your whole body felt like it was erupting into flames, and you couldn’t help but want more.

You knew you should pull away. You knew that you were breaking yours and Haji’s number one rule for each other. You knew that everything about this was wrong. But you didn’t care.

Your lips parted slightly, giving Kyotani the invitation to slip his tongue past. The hand on your waist tightened as he walked you both backwards, his knees hitting the bed. He broke off the kiss as he sat down, looking up at you out of breath, and you embarrassingly whimpered out at the loss of contact. “Please tell me you haven’t had anything to drink tonight.” You shook your head, and before you could even get out that you only drank water, you were being pulled into his lap.

“Let me know right now if you want to stop, because I'm not sure I'll be able to stop myself if you don’t” Kyotani’s eyes darkened as his hand found their way to your hips and he pulled you back in to make out. And you were positive in that moment right there, that you have never been turned on more in life than when he said that. His fingers were digging into your hips hard enough that you would have to check for bruises later.

It wasn’t long before he made his way down to your neck, leaving the softest little love bites against your skin as he did. Your hands made their way to the back of his head, your fingers treading through his soft hair and pulling him closer. You couldn’t stop the quiet moan that escaped your lips as he softly bit down on the base of your neck. You grind your hips harder into him, feeling him grow harder with every little movement and that urged you to keep going. Kyotani let out a hiss as you ran your nails down from his hair to the back of his neck, silently begging him to keep going.

He pulled away from your neck, hands leaving your hips and moving to your thighs, squeezing at every inch of them. His hands felt so big and warm against you, and you wanted to feel more of him. You wanted him to run his hands all over your body, exploring every inch of you so you could just soak in his touch. You tugged on the collar of his shirt, wanting him to take it off, wanting to explore his body as much as you wanted him to explore yours. Kyotani let out a soft chuckle, giving your thighs another squeeze. “So impatient. Go on, Princess, take it off for me.” His voice was deep, but it lacked the roughness it usually holds whenever he would speak. You squirmed where you sat on his lap, feeling yourself grow turned on more and more, but you wasted no time reaching for the bottom of his shirt and pulling it over his head. As soon as it was off, you didn’t bother to hide that you were checking him out.

You slowly ran your hands back up his stomach and chest. His skin was hot and soft to the touch. You always knew he was muscular, but he also wasn’t ripped. He didn’t always look like much with the hoodie and large shirts he would wear everyday, but seeing him the way he was now? You didn’t want to look away. As you felt up his chest, you could feel the way his muscles rippled under your touch, and the slight goosebumps he was gaining from your touch. He let out a small groan, softly trying to lift his hips to meet yours. “You’re killing me here.” He sighed, head falling back and eyes falling shut as you continued to take your time feeling him up.

“Then do something about it.” You whispered back to him, too scared that your voice would crack if you spoke any louder. To Kyotani, your voice sounded sultry and inviting, almost begging for him to just break you. You could feel the way your slick was soaking your underwear, and your stomach was filled with butterflies just begging to burst out. He sat back up, his arms wrappingaround your waist and pulling you against him.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” grabbed the bottom of your shirt, practically ripping it off of you and throwing it across the room. His hands ran up your sides as he looked you up and down, face going straight to your chest as he began to leave small open mouthed kisses on the top of your breasts. You heard him mutter a quiet “Fuck” as his hands began to grab at you again. You were trying your best to get some sort of friction between the two of you, trying to press more and more into him. You needed more contact. You were beginning to feel selfish, you just wanted more and more as things kept progressing, and you could feel the way Kyotani was straining in his jeans.

You pushed away from Kyotani and dropped down to your knees. Kyotani giving no objections, and leaning back onto his elbows. His cheeks were flushed and his breathing was heavy. You almost forgot that this was the man you would constantly get into petty arguments with on the daily. Looking up at him now, his face a slight shade of pink, pupils blown wide and eyes hooded, lips slightly swollen from your previous making out. Maybe it was just because you were horny, but damn you’d be lying if you didn’t find him sexy at the moment.

You rubbed your palm over the crotch of his jeans, trying to get comfortable with what you were about to do. Kyotani’s heavy breathing keeps you focused on his face, trying to gauge his reaction. You finally moved to unbutton his pants and pull them down his thighs, letting out a small giggle at the sight of his boxers. You couldn’t help it when you’re looking at one of the biggest troublemakers you know wearing bright blue puppy patterned boxers. Kyotani’s face turned a deeper shade of pink, and he rolled his eyes at you, muttering how he wasn’t expecting to get laid tonight. You focused back onto what you were getting ready to do. You slowly began to pull the waistband of his boxers down, feeling yourself fill with anticipation and excitement.

Once pulled down, Kyotani’s dick was already leaking precum. He wasn’t huge, but he definitely wasn’t small either. He was maybe around six to seven inches, and he had a decently thick girth. Wrapping your fingers around his base, you could feel that he was a bit heavy in your hand. You gave a few experimental pumps, Kyotani’s head falling back as he let out a soft sigh. You leaned in closer, your mouth watering as you saw him reacting to your touch. You brought his pale, pink tip to your lips and kitten licked, hoping to get him to react some more. When he let out a pleased groan, you took him into your mouth. He felt big and you were positive that you couldn’t take him all, but with the moans he was letting slip out, you sure wanted to try.

You wanted to make him feel good. Wanted to make him moan louder. You reached a hand up to cup his balls, but as soon as you did, he pulled you off of him. When you looked up at his face, he looked like he was about to break. “If you keep going like that, I’m not going to last any longer.” You felt your chest bubble up with pride, but it didn’t last too long when Kyotani helped you stand up and started taking off your pants, your underwear going with them. His hands sliding up you back and unclasping your bra next.

You let out a little yelp as he pulls you onto your bed, climbing on top of you as he does. He looked down at you with an unusually soft expression for him, and it took everything in you to not hide behind your hands. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“God damn you’re fucking gorgeous.” Without giving you a chance to process his words, Kyotani leaned down and attached his lips to your nipple. His mouth was warm, and the sensation immediately had you arching your back and letting out a high pitched whine. His hand came up to roll and tug on your other nipple, making sure both were getting attention. The way he was playing with your tits made your thighs clench together, trying to gain any amount of friction that you could. “Kyo-“

“That’s not my name, Princess.” Kyotani all but growled against your skin, cutting you off. And god help the way that made your pussy clench.

“K-Kentaro, please, need more. Please.” You whined.Your cries going straight to Kyo-, no, Kentaro’s dick. He groaned at the sound of his name rolling off your tongue. With one last nip at your breast, he slowly began to leave a trail of sloppy kisses going down your torso. Goosebumps rose on your skin as the cold air hit each one as he made his way down. When he finally reached between your hips, he looked up at you through his lashes. He took his hands and hooked them around your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.

He kept eye contact with you as he slowly pried your thighs open and threw one of your legs over his shoulder. You were growing flustered more and more as every second passed that he looked at you. Finally breaking eye contact and looking between your legs were free of his gaze. You could have swore you saw him drool as he used his thumbs to spread you open. Your slick, already dripping out as you’ve been waiting to be touched.

“Such a pretty pussy.” His voice was quiet, almost like he was talking to himself, but the whimper you let out was pathetic, your hole clenching at the compliment as you tried to move away from his intense stare. “Stop moving, Princess. ‘M gonna make you feel good.”

Kentaro licked a long stripe up your slit. He wasted no time in getting comfortable between your legs. He took his time in trying to commit the way you taste to his memory. Swirling his tongue around your clit and every so often sucking softly before going back to burying his tongue inside of you. The sounds you were making were nothing short of pornographic, sounding foreign even to your own ears. When he brought his hand around your thigh to rub circles onto your clit as he ate you out, you felt the knot in your stomach form instantly. Your body temp was rising rapidly and your hands flew to Kentaro’s head, your thighs practically holding him in place as you started to buck up onto his mouth, chasing for a release.

“‘M gonna come, Ken-, Kentaro.” Your hiccuped as you tried to warn him. He let out a chuckle, the noise sending vibrations as he lapped at your juices, and with one last, hard, suck to you clit, you felt that knot in your stomach snap. A huge wave of euphoria flowed through your body, as your thighs released Kentaroi’s head. He began to litter soft kisses along your thighs as you came down from the high.

When your breathing finally started to even out, you couldn’t help the little giggles as the kisses he was leaving were tickling a bit. Kentaro bit the inside of your thigh, hard, causing you to let out a small yelp. “Ow! What was that for?!”

“To leave a mark.” He stated as he began to pull himself back up towards you. “And don’t get too comfortable, I’m not finished with you.” He pulled your thighs apart once more, lowering his body to meet with yours. Your lips met in another heated kiss as you felt his dick run along the wetness of your pussy. Your whimpering did nothing but make him want to continue teasing you, and you started to beg for him to give you more. Your hips, constantly moving to meet with his for contact.

Your hands ran down his back, feeling the muscles in his shoulders every you’d drag your nails across them in the hopes of trying to rile him up.

Kentaro took your lip between his teeth and tugged a bit before leaning down to your ear. “Be a good girl for me and maybe I’ll let you cum again.” You felt the butterflies in your stomach again as Kentaro whispered those words to you, and as you tried to close your buck up your hips for more friction, he sat up and pushed them back down. Leaning down from the side of your bed, he grabbed his jeans, pulling a condom out from the front pocket.

“Thought you weren’t expecting to get laid tonight?” You repeat your earlier words to him. He ignored you, opening the package and rolling the piece of latex over his length. Once he was sure the condom was on the right way, he grabbed your thighs, pulling you close so he could line himself up with your entrance.

He grabbed his dick and gave himself a few pumps before he slowly started to push into you. His face twisted in pleasure, brows furrowing and eyes rolling as he stretched you out. The moan he let out as you squeezed him went straight to your pussy . “Fuck, Your so tight.” Kentaro hissed out through clenched teeth. He slowly inched his way deeper with you clawing at his shoulders the whole time.

When he finally bottomed out, he leane down and kissed you again before leaning up and lifting your legs over his shoulder. You could already feel the exhaustion you were going to experience at the end of all of this, but you didn’t have the time to care as Kentaro began to pull back out slowly only to slam back into you. The pace he set was fast and each thrust left you out of breath.

For once you were thankful for the loud partying happening just outside of your door, because your room was filled with the sound of skin hitting skin and mixture of moans and grunts from you and Kentaro. A light layer of sweat forming on both of your bodies. Your hands gripped the sheets hoping for any sort of stability with Kentaro’s rough thrusts, that all too familiar feeling forming in the pit of your stomach again. You repeated his name like a mantra with every thrust.

Kentaro brought his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles with just enough pressure to bring you closer to the edge. “Good. Fucking. Girl.” He growled In between each thrust, and that was all you needed to let go. Throwing your head back onto the pillows and practically screaming out his name, your vision blurred and you felt heat all over your body. Kentaro worked you through your high, chasing for his own release. When you finally came back down to earth, you could notice the slight stutter in his hips.

He dropped his head watching his dick disappear inside you. It didn’t take long for him to thrust into you one last time, stilling inside you as he panted like a dog in heat, his moans being some of the prettiest sounds you’ve heard. Once he calmed down, he pulled out and took off the condom, tying it before tossing it in the garbage can at the end of your bed.

Sitting up, you pulled your blanket and covered yourself up watching Kentaro as he pulled his underwear on. You started feeling a little insecure after everything, expecting him to just leave without saying anything and acting like this never happened. But you were taken by surprise when your light was switched off. He pulled the blanket from you and threw his shirt over your head, and you knew it was his shirt because it was big and smelled like him, before climbing in next to you. “So, are we going to talk ab-“ you were grabbed by the waist and pulled down against his chest.

“No, we’re going to bed now, Princess.” He grumbled. You let out a small laugh as you answered back with a simple,

“Good night, ‘Taro.”’

“What the fuck is going on?!” Well, you certainly weren’t expecting to wake up to an angry Haji this morning.

Wait. You shot up from your bed to see your brother and Oikawa standing in your doorway. Next to you, the oh so infamous blonde troublemaker was lying in your bed with an arm across his face. “Can we not yell first thing in the morning? And I fucked your sister. That’s what’s going on.” Your jaw dropped, eyes going wide, and you could feel all the blood drain from your face as Kentaro answered so bluntly. Your brother was fuming, it may not have been noticeable to anyone else, but it was to you. He gave you a long, silent glare before storming off back to his room and slamming the door.

Oikawa remained in your doorway, looking like was trying to not break into a fit of laughter before letting you in on what he found so funny. “So not only did Iwa-chan break his promise, but you did too? That’s just golden.” And he left closing your door as he did.

Well, at least he couldn’t get too mad at you since he also slept with one of your friends. You flopped back down onto your bed next to Kentaro. Once you were back next to him, he sat up on his elbow to look at you.

“Congrats.” You gave him a look of confusion, urging him to continue. “You won the bet.”

You stared at him for a split second before bursting into a fit of laughter just like Oikawa did before he walked out. As he watched you, Kentaro grew a small smile on his face. “Too bad I’m not letting you pick your prize.” You calmed down and looked at Kyotani, once again with confusion, but also intrigue.

“Oh yeah? And why’s that?”

“Because your prize is me. I’m taking you on a date.” He didn’t give you a chance to answer as he leant down to kiss you before getting up and pulling his pants on. “Get dressed and give me back my shirt when you're done. I’m going to try not to get murdered by your brother.” Once he left your room, you couldn’t help but lay in your bed for a few minutes thinking to yourself.

Who would’ve thought a stupid rivalry fueled bet would have led to me hooking up and going on a date with Kyotani Kentaro.

#DinnerParty #lost a bet collab #Kyotani #Kyotani smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut #kyotani kentaro #haikyuu kyotani

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qtipcottonbuds · 2 years

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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 '𝙊𝟯 ; 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙆𝙔𝙊𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙄 [PUBLIC SEX + BRAT TAMING]

requested by this lovely @idiotobservator i hope you enjoy <3 i’m obsessed with nej’ such a lovely voice and her arabic OH MY, compliments the french language so well i just.

warnings ;; public sex, humiliation kink, exhibitionism kink, brat taming, mild language, degradation kink, dirty talk ish? and reader is quite shamed in this, use of the word ‘whore’ etc, this is a roleplay as well, he doesn’t think of you like this whatsoever, v rough sex etc.

by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.

𝗞𝗬𝗢𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗜 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥;

“You’re such a fuckin’ brat, y’know that? Always fuckin’, oh shit, tryin’ to piss me off. Pushin’ my buttons, waitin’ for some sorta reaction, huh?”

One of his palms, callous and worn, remains firmly pressed over your mouth, muffling any noises trying to escape. His fingertips pad across your bottom lip immediately, before pushing past the soft muscle, his blunt nails scraping against the inside of your cheeks and your teeth. You’re barely given a moment's reprieve, harshly bouncing on his cock, sloppy and slick.

Having been shoved into the side of a dingy, bricked wall in an empty alleyway, otherwise occupied by litter and the odd stranger passing by. His other hand, secure on your waist, leaves indentations of sharp nail marks, your jeans barely hanging onto your upper thighs, beginning to descend and pool around your ankles.

“Well, now you’ve got one, you little shit. I bet you love it when I fuck you like this, right? Beggin’ for it; I bet you do, bet you fuckin’ do. Soakin’ your underwear, like a bitch in heat.”

Kyotani hisses it out, almost forced behind clenched gums and straining teeth - as though you’re lucky enough to even be allowed to hear such a thing. His lips, once trailing kisses alongside your jaw, slide downwards, across the expanse of your neck, nibbling and suckling in tandem. Whether he’s all the more aware of the oncoming party-goers just nearby, huddled in a small group, you aren’t sure; the echoes of his own words rattling around the inside of your skull, amplified by the small chatter of the passerby.

He repositions his hand, now cupping around your jaw, towards the group of strangers. Borderline painful.

“You think they’ll see us? See you? Being fucked within an inch of your life, against the wall of a shitty alleyway, yeah? What do you think they’d think?” The words refuse to form, coming out in nothing but a strangled gurgle, high and pitchy in the back of your throat, “How shameful. Whore.”

Panicking, you attempt to resist his hold, unsure whether to lean in or pull away from his touch. It’s pitiful. Just almost, if it wasn’t for how with each rock, each thrust, of his hips, you’d part your legs further - welcoming him in. Invitingly so.

“You open your legs for anyone like this? Takin’ whatever cock is handed to you on some sort of silver platter, askin’ for it? I mean, look at ‘im, he looks pretty, don’t he? Would you take his cock?”

There’s a wry smile pressing into your neck, ever so present, as Kyotani maintains his hold on your jaw, focusing your line of sight specifically on one man in the huddled group. Well-dressed and well-groomed clearly, a sort of pretty boy by the looks of it - flirty smiles and sweet words. He was attractive, you couldn’t deny that. But, he wasn’t him, he wasn’t-

“No- no, no-”

“And why wouldn’t you take it? Can’t handle it? Maybe it’ll stretch you out in all the right ways, yeah?”

“Only- I only want yours- don’t want-”

“Knew it. Fuckin’ knew it. You whore yourself out, but come crawlin’ back to me, cause I can only fuck you like this. Only me.”

#kinktober #kinktober with qtipcottonbuds #kinktober 2022 #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyu #kyotani smut #kentaro kyotani #haikyuu kyotani #gender neutral character #gender neutral reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #kyotani x gender neutral reader #kyotani x female reader #kyotani x male reader

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kur0m1bab3 · 2 years

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pussy whipped kyotani? yes.

cw: NSFW, Minors DNI, pussy whipped kyo, Overstim, riding, finger sucking, squirting, stupid little silly drabble bout kyo fucking us dumb :(

kentaro loves you. Loves the way you walk, the way you talk—Kentaro is undoubtedly, undeniably in love with you. he loves the little habits that make you, you.

The scrunch in your nose when something isn’t to your taste, your affinity to steal his snacks from the pantry, the sweetest smile on your face as you happily munch away on his food. Kentaro loves you, More than you’ll ever know.

kyotani Kentaro is in Love with you,unhealthily so he’d say. He loves you, The way you walk, The way you talk—The way desperate whimpers escape spit slicked lips.

He loves the feeling of your soft skin in his hands, spilling through his hands like dough;Pawing at any purchase of skin he can get his calloused hands on.

Kyotani Kentaro loves you, loves how you look when you squirm away, crying out “t-tani too much!” when his face is hurried deep in your cunt, lapping at your cute little clit. he loves how you struggle to keep your eyes on him, as calloused fingers probed your gooey walls, hushed praises spilling from his lips.

kyotani kentaro is no doubt in love with you; he thinks every time he sees you he’s going to die, heart beating a mile a minute, cheeks burning from his jaw splitting smile.

kyotani kentaro is so in love with you, thinks you look so pretty prancing around the house in those pretty sun dresses you always wear, or when you give him that award winning smile that always manages to turn his heart into absolute goop..but he can’t deny you look prettiest like this: In his lap desperately trying to ride his fat cock, tears dusting your lash line as you pivoted your hips weakly.

“kyo..” you whined out, fat tears rolling down your face as you looked up at the blonde through wet lashes. kyotanis eyes were trained on you, low and lidded as he licked his pink, swollen lips.

His hands were gripping your ass harshly, rolling you on his cock,the action causing his sticky pubes to catch your clit, the friction causing a warbled cry to leave your lips.

“yeah baby…? tell tani what you need” he whispered, never taking his eyes off of you a small smile playing at his lips.

you’re just so fucking cute.

“n-need you..” you cried, your hips stopping as you laid your head on his chest, thighs burning from the work he had you put through.

“but you already have me sweet girl, m’right here..” he teased, dimples caving in as he gazed at you amused. A cry left your lips as you shook your head.

“no?” he chuckled breathlessly, head falling back, eyes knocking white as a gritty moan bubbled past his lips at the feeling of your silken walls clenching around him, his hands gripping you even harder.

“tani please!” you pleaded, you didn’t even know what you were asking for, you just needed him.

“need you..” you finally whispered, face streaked with tears, pieces of hair sticking to your face as you breathed heavily, never taking your teary eyes off the hulking man in front of you.

a choked chuckle left the blondes mouth as he grabbed your face, looking at you with such a soft expression, it made you wanna hide.

“need me right baby?” kentaro parroted, thumb moving to swipe across your bottom lip, pushing on the soft flesh a bit causing you to open your mouth, happily accepting as he pushed down on the soft pallet of your tongue, making you gag a bit as you nodded frantically.

kentaro let out a heavy breath through his nose, his tummy clenching and unclenching trying to stall his imposing orgasm as he wordlessly cupped the back of your head, bringing your face to his neck.

“t-tani?” you whispered softly, the sudden movement starling you as you felt kentaro shift beneath, his soft coos and praising being whispered into your ear.

“Breathe baby….cum as many times as you need..” his baritone voice rumbled. Before you could question it you felt your heat leap out of your throat.

the pace kyotani set is nothing short of absolute lechery. The sounds of skin slapping against skin was resounding, and if you were in the right state of mind you’d be utterly humiliated at the sounds your pussy was making.

“….s’wet…s’fucking tight..oh god” kentaro groaned loudly as he pummeled your walls teeth bared as he planted his feet into the plush carpet, fucking up into your messy cunt with reckless abandon.

you felt his cock in your throat, tummy everywhere, he was everywhere. heat licked at your skin as you could do nothing but take everything he gave you.

“tani!” you hiccuped, his pace giving you no time to even scream as you laid limp,accepting your fate. swollen bitten lips wobbled as you felt that heat in your gut ignite.

frantic, you look up to find kentaro gazing directly at you. You’d never tell him but in that moment you swore you saw hearts in his eyes.

“..c-cumming t-tani i-“ you warbled, eyes wide and crazed as kentaro let out a pathetic whimper.

“f-fuck baby that’s right..cum for tani” he panted, a smirk grazing his face dimples deep, cheeks dusting a salacious shade of red as his eyes rolled.

“cum on your fucking dick princess m’all—a..all…s’all fucking yours—fuck!” kentaro babbled, clumsily finding your clit as he rubbed messy circles into the swollen slick bud before he felt a spray of liquid on his thighs and lower stomach.

“good fucking job baby” kentaro growled as you reeled from the intense orgasm,his heady praise sent shock waves straight to your cunt, as he pushed your body into the mind bending delirium of overstimulation.

what’d you expect? He loves you.

#poki.poki #r0m1.writes #kur0m1s.corner #kyotani kentaro #kyotani smut #hq kyotani #kyotani kentaro smut #hq smut #haikyu smut

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poprock-gangsta · 9 months

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𝕾𝖔𝖚𝖗

"I inadvertently missed tagging the other involved fandoms in the previous post, so I'll make sure to include them this time. “So let’s try this again”

Thanks to Everyone that Votes.

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prettykitty3061 · 1 year

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kyotani x bimbo thoughts

MINORS DNI, 18+

tw/cw: borderline toxic relationship, kyotani slaps readers thighs, mentions of smoking and tattoos.

a/n: this is my first time ever writing something this long and detailed, im sorry if it sucks ass

kyotani is heavily in love with his bimbo bitch

he loves the small and tight leopard print bras you wear. especially when put under a sheer shirt with way too many buttons being unbuttoned.

he loves the jewelry that lay on your sweet skin. his favorite being the metal chain hanging his name. his other favorites are the waist chain (i forgot what its called) lightly laying on your hips with writing saying “daddys.”

he loves the tattoos that scatter your skin. each one engraved into your skin so delicately, looking as soft as your skin, contrasting to what they contained. one sitting on your lower back, the typical heart with squiggles on either side. another on the underside of your boob saying “brat.” with so many more littering you skin

he loves the way you pull on him when you want attention. constantly asking him to fuck you, to kiss you, to smoke with you. no matter how many times he’ll push you away and tell you youre crazy, you always come back sitting back on his lap and propping your elbows on his shoulders, with your hands cradling the back of his head, pushing him to look down at you.

he loves the big pout on your face. he wants to grab the bottom of your lip, decorated with a big pearl piercing, and push it down to your chin while he spits down you throat. and he does. the priceless look on your face makes it all worth it, the entranced look, that even he gets lost in.

he loves and hates the way you purposely bend down so that he gets a peek of your new pretty white g-string thong. he might as well just take you home now because he knows that youre not gonna stop till you get what you want

he loves the shock on your face when you get in the car to drive home he slaps your thigh, hard. so hard that your entire body jolts, shaking the car. when you glance over to whine at him, you can see the look on his face. so angry but laced with the need to have you, now. his grip on the wheel making his knuckles white and the tips of his fingers a bright red.

he loves rides filled with him digging his nails into your thighs, your quiet but nonstop whimpering, and his constant reminders to shut up.

to anybody else, it would seem like he hated everything about you and the relationship you held with him, but who cares. he loves his bimbo baby and his bimbo baby loves everything about him. loves him so much that not even a harsh slap onto your body could make you rethink it. because you love it, and god is it hot when you know he loves it too.

a/n 2: god he could throw me into a wall and tear off my tiny shirts please. im so sick of having to be a half closeted bimbo 😭😭

#kyoutani smut #kyoutani scenario #kyoutani kentarou #kyoutani x you #kyoutani x reader #kyotani smut #kyotani x reader #haikyuu kyotani #hq kyoutani #bimbolife #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #kyotani kentaro #kyotani headcanons

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nova-amor · 3 months

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MDNI. you’re in a toxic situationship with your fav. 780.

“look at you,” his voice was raspy in your ear, the warmth of his breath fanning across the thin skin of the back of your neck. his frame had consumed you, towering over you as he adjusted you into his desired position. the tip of his shoes nudged at your heels, forcing your legs further apart to accommodate for his size. “look at well you take me, baby— cunt’s practically milking my cock with how tight ya are.”

your eyes drifted down the image of your reflection in the mirror, his own gaze remaining pinned to your face. you drank it all in, the sight of it making you feel hotter and your pussy grow tighter around him.

it was so lewd— he had barely waited a moment after you had arrived at his flat before pouncing on you, sinking both claws and teeth into you. he had been quick to bundle the hem of your skirt up to your waist and tug on your chest until your breasts spilled out the front.

he hadn’t even bothered to remove your underwear before mounting you, simply pushing the soaked fabric to the side as he slid his length into you without prep. he was going to fuck you now and then at the entrance of his apartment with his mounted mirror as a witness to his greed.

one of his hands pawed at the soft flesh of your chest as he fucked you, pinching and gripping at your tits until they were sore and aching while his other remained planted at your side. his grip on your side was gentler than usual, just enough to keep you in place without bruising the delicate skin underneath.

“don’t you think you look beautiful?” he questioned lowly, his hips slowly retracting from yours before knocking back into you like a spring. your grip on the wall fumbled from his deep thrust, bare feet shuffling against the cold wooden floor as your legs struggled to support your body weight.

heat blossomed across your face as his hand drifted up from your chest. his thick fingers caressing the delicate skin of your throat before curling under your jaw. he then tilted your head a bit back, just enough for you to feel the thickness of your spit sliding down your throat as his gaze burned into you.

“my beautiful girl, so perfect for me,” he purred, the rough pad of his thumb stroking the curve of your jaw. a needy moan left your lips as his cock dragged against your gspot. another soft whine escaped you when he pressed a little kiss to the side of your forehead, the tip of his nose nudging at your hairline as he did so.

your half-lidded eyes drooped close at the affection, your body light and warm all around. he was rarely this affectionate with you, rarely displaying his love and appreciation. but, whenever he did— god, did you savor every second of it.

“don’t look away, baby, keep those pretty eyes on me.” he cooed, the short strokes of his cock digging deeper into you. you could feel every inch of him, cunt clenching harder and harder around him to get him to stay. you needed him to stay. when your eyes opened, he gave you a heart-stopping smile, another rarity in your relationship. “atta girl.” he praised.

“keep your eyes open, and watch me. i want you to watch me take care of you, baby,” you swore you were on cloud nine. his kindness and love were almost too much for you to handle. tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, the salt of it burning and blurring your vision. and, with the swipes of his thumb, he wiped them away. “don’t cry, pretty girl,” he spoke softly, his voice calming you. “what’s got you crying?”

“you—” you gasped as his cock found home against your cervix, his balls resting against the underside of your ass. you could almost feel him in your throat. “you’re never this nice t’ me, never— i shouldn’t be cryin’ but—” he was quick to silence your plea.

he pressed another kiss to your temple, mumbling a soft apology against your head. “i’m sorry, baby, i’m so sorry,” he whispered. “i’ll treat you better— lemme make it up to you, lemme take care of you.” but you knew it was another lie, as soon as he had gotten his fill, he would be kicking you back out again.

“okay,” you mumbled, earning another kiss from him as he began to rock his hips again. this would be the last time, you told yourself, the reflection of your gaze scorching you. the last time he would be able to use you.

toji fushiguro, satoru gojo; eren yeager, erwin smith, reiner braun; kentarō kyōtani, kei tsukishima, atsumu miya; any of your favorites ♡

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