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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Admire You

*hand kink activated 😳

Shoyo Hinata x Female! Reader (she/her pronouns)

**reader does have a few identifying characteristics like glasses/contacts, mentions of hair, shy personality

⚠️ 18+ ONLY! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

Warnings: fluff, Slight angst, self conscious reader, kissing (so much kissing, probably too much), Hinata grips readers ass alot, oral (f receiving), fingering, grinding because Hinata is horny, unprotected sex (absolutely zero fucks were given but please be smarter than my whore ass is in these stories), also Hinata and Reader are both consenting adults

Word count: 11k+ 😃 because why the fuck not

AN: dear god, it's me again- sorry in advance ✌🏻 this is the first of my Haikyu! Trope Series so it's all going downhill from here.

Taglist: @cookiesandmilksx; @mrs-bakashi; @korrynn-nadine ; @alreadyinsane; @maysxxc; @bakugousdarling

One thing Shoyo Hinata is certain of, it’s his ability to wow his audience. He's always perceived as the underdog but when it came time to showcasing his skills, he more than proved he deserved to be center stage. As a starting player for MSBY, Hinata was use to the constant attention of women. They were constantly throwing themselves at the players hoping for even one ounce of their affection. At first, it was flattering. It was exciting to be the attention of so many beautiful ladies, offering them whatever they desired. That excitement soon wore off, constantly dealing with fan girls who only wanted one thing from him. It was exhausting. The same girls came to every game and soon he was use to seeing their faces, all of them blurring together. He never remembered their names, even after spending a night with them. he never cared to remember because there was nothing but sex involved, pleasure for both him and his partner.

However, that wasn’t the case with you. He had seen you a few times. He always thought you were pretty but then again, he thought a lot of girls were pretty. To any normal person, you weren’t anything special, just another nameless face in the crowd of spectators. You attended nearly every MSBY home game, always sitting in the crowd alone. You never stood out, never got over excited but you were always there. Hinata noticed that you’d bring paper and a pencil with you, often times writing or something. He figured you were a reporter of some kind, but he wasn’t sure why you weren’t courtside like the rest of them, surely you couldn’t see well enough from up there. His curiosity surrounding you only grew, every single game he wondered more and more about your identity. You always stayed after the game ended, waiting for the crowds to disperse as watching as the players did their interviews and became over ran with fan girls. You watched from a distance, never approaching or saying anything, always keeping your head down. After one game, Hinata even tried to track you down, dodging as many people as he could just to get close to you. When he spotted you, he tried to call for you but because he didn’t know your name, there was no way to get your attention specifically.

Hinata returned to the locker room, dejected as Sakusa watched him. “Didn’t catch her did ya?” He said, chuckling a little at his junior. “I don’t understand. She comes to every single game and we don’t even know her name. She’s never once come up to even greet us” Hinata said, sitting on the bench and resting his forearms on his thighs.

“Maybe she’s just stuck up?” Atsumu added, pulling his shirt off and tossing it in the laundry bin. Sakusa rolled his eyes, grabbing his towel and walking to the showers, “just because she doesn’t want to fight your fan girls doesn’t mean she’s stuck up.” Atsumu mocked Sakusa as he grabbed his towel following the wing-spiker. Hinata sat on the bench, pondering his next move, trying to figure out the best way to meet you. Bokuto sat down next to him, slapping his back “maybe you should yell for her after the game? That will get her attention.” The guys all laughed as Barnes shook his head in the guys direction.

“Maybe you should try leaving a message for her at the box office? I’m sure the ladies who work up there must know her, she comes to ever single game right?” he suggested. “Yeah, and then you won’t scare her off by shouting like a manic at the crowd” Inunaki added.

“Hey that’s a good idea” Hinata said jumping up and running out to the box office. “Hey dumbass, get changed first” Meian yelled after him as the guys all laughed at Hinata’s enthusiasm.

“Ahh Mr. Hinata” one of the box office ladies said “what can I help you with?” Hinata looked at them and smiled his gorgeous smile, “I kind of have a strange request but I think you can help me” he said, “there’s a women” he said describing your looks “she comes for every single game and I’d like to talk with her.”

“Oh, that’s Miss YN” on the other ladies said as Hinata perked up. YN, he repeated in his mind, your name really did fit you. “YN is the sweetest angel. She’s always bringing us sweets she baked and checking up on us” one of the ladies noted.

“yes, and she’s always carrying around that drawing pad” another added “she’s so very talented. She draws a lot of action shots! I’ve seen them and they are like a picture they are so good! I’ve told her to show them to you boys but she always blushes and pushes off the subject. I think she’s pretty shy.”

So, what he saw was you drawing, it all made sense now. Hinata listened intently to the ladies talk about you and gush over how sweet and kind you were. If Hinata didn’t think he needed to meet you before, he definitely did now. “Can you tell her to wait for me here after the game on Saturday? I’d really love to talk to her but she’s always leaves before I can catch her.”

“Oh of course dear” one of the ladies said, making a note. Hinata smiled and thanked the women profusely for their help. He smiled as he made his way back to the locker room. He was finally going to meet you, to learn more about the mysterious fan he had grown so attached to.

You locked your apartment, your arms filled with your pencils and notepad. You were off to MSBY’s weekly game, something you had loved to do. You boarded the train, heading down to the arena as you made your way to the box office. You adored MSBY and were yourself a big fan of professional volleyball. You didn’t necessarily play but you loved watching the sport, enamored by the literal art of the players movements on the court. MSBY had been your favorite team for a while and now even more so that Shoyo Hinata played. You loved watching his receives and his incredible spikes. His jumping power was off the chart and there were times it could be mistaken almost for flying. You had drawn a shameful amount of Hinata the past few weeks, finding yourself unmistakably drawn to the wing-spiker. Several times you had tried to talk yourself into introducing yourself but your attempts often failed. You were shy by nature and preferred to stay out of the spotlight. You even posted your art under a pen name, preferring anonymity. You had turned down interviews, meet and greets and everything just to avoid unnecessary social interaction. It wasn’t that you hated talking to people, it was that you were worried your shyness would interfere.

“Oh Miss YN, hello!” the lady at the box office said as you smiled back at her. “Hello Delores, it’s nice to see you again” you said pushing your hair behind your ears and adjusting your glasses. You often wore contacts but your eyes had been strained from working on a digital portfolio for a client so you chose to give them a rest. “Miss YN” Alice, another box office lady chimed in “one of the MSBY players asked to meet with you after the game. He asked for if you would please wait by the box office after the game” she said as your eyes widened. “I um- I um” you said stuttering as the ladies smiled at you, your face turned bright red.

“Don’t worry Miss YN, it’s a good thing” Alice said winking at you. You nodded as you walked to your seat, mind flooded with who could want to speak with you. The players from MSBY were all gorgeous and all of them completely out of your league. You tried to distract yourself from the end of the game as you watched the players come onto the court. You grabbed your drawing pad and paper, preparing to set up to draw one of Atsumu’s sets. It often took you an entire game to get the drawing just right because they were constantly moving. Drawing Atsumu’s perfect form was difficult because you felt like you were never able to fully capture its beauty. You look up, looking towards the line up waiting to warm up when he caught your eye. He was staring at you, Shoyo Hinata was staring right at you. You quickly averted your eyes, looking down at your paper and pretending to draw. You peeked up, trying to be nonchalant as you noticed a smile sneak on his face as he looked at you. Your face burned with embarrassment as you tried to avoid looking at him. You caught his eye several times during warm ups, until the game finally started. It was almost a relief when the whistle blew and the match began. You found yourself struggling to draw, your mind focusing on other things as you heard the final whistle sound. MSBY had, of course, won the match. You stayed in your seat like you normally did, waiting for everyone around you to leave. You silently packed up your belongings in your tote bag, glancing down occasionally to see the team. They were doing their normal interviews and interacting with their fans. You can’t say you weren’t jealous of how the girls on the court could flirt so effortlessly. They made it look so easy. Their eyes fluttering and their laughs adorable. You knew that would never be you.

You stood up as you took one last look at the court. You caught Hinata’s eyes once again as he was surrounded by his fan-girls. You turned, walking towards the box office nervously. What did this person want? Did they think you were weird for always attending their games and never introducing yourself? Did they see your drawings and think they were garbage? The thoughts plagued your mind as you made your way towards a bench, sitting and waiting. You took out your sketch book, calmly and quietly sketching people around you to relax your nerves.

Hinata rushed his interviews, not even paying any mind of the girls throwing themselves against him. He ran through the corridor to the back of the arena, pushing doors open as he emerged in the lobby of the stadium. He looked around, not seeing anyone, his mood deflating at the thought that you didn’t receive his message or worse that you wouldn’t wait for him. Suddenly he saw you, your head bent down over your sketch book, mind elsewhere. He really didn’t want to disturb you. He had grown fond of watching you sketch during the teams games. He slowly approached you so as to not frighten you. Hinata wasn’t huge by any means but he was still a professional athlete, lean and muscular. “Umm hi” he said, causing you to jump, your pencil flying and your notebook crashing to the ground. You’re eyes shot to him as you quickly hurried to retrieve your dropped items.

“Dammit” he chuckled “I really tried not to frighten you but I guess I failed”. You smiled a little at him, picking up your notebook as you reached for your pencil at the same time as he did, your hands grazing. You quickly pulled your hand away, blushing as he picked it up and handed it to you.

“Its- its OK. I was just lost in my own world” you said, laughing embarrassed as Hinata smiled down at you.

“Can I see them? Also, I’m Shoyo Hinata by the way” He said as you looked up to him, his gorgeous hazel eyes meeting yours. “I know who you are, I’m YN LN and umm- I mean you can but I’m not very good” you said looking down at the floor. You had always been self-conscious of yourself and your art. No matter how much praise you received, you never believed you were good enough.

“I think I should be the judge of that” he said, sitting on the bench next to you as he reached for your notebook. You wordlessly handed it to him, not making eye contact. Hinata couldn’t help but smile at your shyness. He thought it was cute how you avoided looking at him and how you stuttered nervously when you spoke. He opened your book to the first page, his eyes widening and his jaw falling slack. Careful not to smudge any of the drawings, Hinata gazed at and studied your incredible art. They looked like real photographs, live action shots taken from the MSBY games. He saw his teammates, the coaches and even some of the regular fans. He noted himself, several times gracing the pages of your book. He looked like he was flying, his form incredible captured in your masterpieces.

“YN these are- these are fucking insane!” He said, looking at them “seriously the team needs to see these! You could be selling these, they are spectacular” he raved. You smiled down at your book and looked back at him. He noticed your eyes sparkling at his compliment and he found them incredibly beautiful. “I-I just do them as a hobby” you say shrugging. “You are so talented YN, people need to see your art” He said “do you think I could grab your number? I’d love to hang out sometime. You can bring your sketch book and show the team too! Or I could do it if your too shy” he said, noting your fidgeting. “umm I- I uhhh “you said stuttering again. He looked over at you, realizing how painfully nervous you were but he couldn’t help but find it incredibly cute, wanting to do nothing more than hug you.

“How about this? You give me your number and you meet me here. I have individual training every Thursday night from 6pm to 8pm. You can draw and we can maybe chat some more?” He said as you study your book in his hands. “Ok I’d like that” you said softly, looking up at him, eyes almost sparkling at your response. Hinata felt his heart skip a beat, he was so excited you had said yes. He handed you your book back, jumping up and turning to head to the locker room. “I’ll text you YN!” He said backing up as he turned to leave. You sat there, waiting for him to get your number before you realized he forgot. “Uh Shoyo-“you tried to say as the bouncy man grew further away. Thankfully Sakusa was walking out of the door just as Hinata was walking back, he watched you as you attempted to grab the feral gingers attention.

“I got her number Omi Omi!” Hinata said shouting at the top of his lungs. You sat there, still trying to get his attention as Sakusa looked from you to Hinata and sighed “where is it?” He said studying Hinata.

Hinata’s eyes looked confused as he looked down, realizing he completely forgot to get your number. He turned around quickly, making sure you hadn’t snuck away, relief flooding him at seeing you still sitting in the same spot.

“You fucking idiot” Sakusa said rolling his eyes and shaking his head as Hinata turned to run back to you, nearly running you over in the process. He pulled out his phone and handed it to you as you laughed a little and typed your number in.

“See you Thursday YN!” He said, shouting and waving as he turned to run back to locker rooms, excitement filling him as he counted down the days to his personal training time.

You were nervous as you checked yourself in your full-length mirror. You wore jeans and a nice shirt, putting a little extra effort into your makeup and hair than you usually you. Your mind was flooded with anxiety because of your date with Shoyo, or at least, that’s what he called it. You weren’t entirely sure what it was, you had just planned to watch him practice and to draw but you guessed one could consider this a date. After giving Hinata your number, he almost immediately texted you as you boarded the train home.

“I’m glad I finally caught you :D” the text read as you smiled, saving his number and responding.

“Sorry I was so illusive ;)” you responded, smiling to yourself as you sent the text. Your messages continued over the next few days, gradual at first but picking up as you got closer to Thursday. You could tell home excited Shoyo had been for your date. “YN TONIGHT YOU GET TO COME WATCH ME PRACTICE” the text said as you laughed at his enthusiasm. He always managed to make even the most mundane, everyday conversations exciting and you loved it. He asked you if you’d send him some of your art work to show the team. You decided to send him a variety of images you were more proud of including a wipe-out Sakusa had done and a wicked block by Meian.

“Holy shit these are so good!” Atsumu said, observing the one of him setting and Bokuto flying in for a spike.

“I’d say! Damn we should commission her to do our advertisements! Imagine how much interest we’d get with art like this” Bokuto added, swiping through the various images. “Hinata, ask if she’d be interested. I also know they are always looking for action items at the fundraisers” Meian added, pulling his shirt on as Hinata nodded.

“Imagine how much money a perfect image of me would bring at auction” Atsumu said, dreaming. “Probably less than average” Inunaki said causing everyone to laugh.

You rode the train to the arena, arriving just as the last of the team was leaving. You silently walked towards the door, clutching your bag as the guys all studies you.

“Hey YN” Meian said as you startled, looking up and quickly away. “Umm hi” you said back, waving and fidgeting a little. Meeting new people always made your nervous and your awkwardness made it even worse. Meian smiled down at you and held the door. “He’s in the last gym at the end of the hall” he said as you smiled and nodded.

“You’ll probably hear the balls slamming and Hinata shouting” Sakusa added as all the guys laughed. You smiled again, as you waved them off. You walked down the hall, as you heard the tall tale signs of a volleyball hitting the floor. You peeked around the open door, seeing Hinata setting up for a jump serve. You silently observed him as he tossed the ball up and it slammed into the other side of the court. You watched mesmerized at his power and how awesome the serve was. “YN” Hinata screamed as you jumped a little. You still weren’t use to his energetic personality. He walked up to you, pulling you into a sweaty hug as you stiffened at his actions. You weren’t exactly use to affection from the opposite sex, usually not standing out enough to really be noticed.

“You jumped less this time! You must be getting use to me” Hinata chuckled as you smiled. “Sorry” you said, looking down and fidgeting with your hands nervously. Hinata smiled, lifting you chin up with his fingers, his eyes catching yours. “Hey don’t apologize! I know I’m overbearing but that’s just who I am” he said as you smiled at him, meeting his eyes fully as he smiled back, grabbing your hand and pulling you into the gym and sitting you on the bench.

“You look pretty YN! Sorry I’m all sweaty and gross” he added as you blushed at the compliment. He was still holding your hand tightly as he pulled you towards the bleachers. “You are practicing Shoyo, it’s ok” you said, noticing how bug his hands were in comparison to yours. Releasing your hand, he grabbed your shoulders and guided you to sit on the bench.

“Alright time for me to show you, my skills! I’ve been working on my spike serve and jump floaters. Neither of which I’m particularly skilled at” he said laughing as he rubbed the back of his head. “I would do some spikes but I sent Atsumu home because I wanted it to just be you and me” he said smiling at you, a slight blush forming on his face.

“Umm I- I uh can set for you if you’d like” you said, Hinata’s eyes widening as he pulled you to the court quickly, dragging you to the center.

“YN, I didn’t know you could play” he said as he placed you where the setter would be. “I’m not very good” you laugh lightly as Hinata backs up, grabbing a ball and waving off your comment.

“It’s fine YN, I need to get use to all sorts of tosses anyways” he said “ready?” You nodded as he tossed to you, you set the ball, fumbling a little but still, Hinata’s spike was flawless.

“Oh, hell yeah!” He screamed as you laughed out loud, Hinata running and high fiving you. “When you said you weren’t good YN, did you mean that like when you said you were good at drawing?” He said, smirking at you. You laughed again and shook your head. “Well I’m not Atsumu Miya” you said as Hinata laughed loudly.

“Oh, trust me YN, the world doesn’t need another one of those” he said as he went back to the line and tossed to you again. Soon you got the hang of it and before you knew it, the two hours had flown by. Your body was sore and you were sweating some from the work out. You were second guessing your choice of jeans and a blouse. Shoyo had put you through the ringer but it had been so fun, laughing and talking more than you had to anyone in forever. Shoyo offered to take you home, saying the train station was too far away in the dark for you to be walking alone. You hesitantly agreed, making him smile as you waited patiently for him to change.

He walked to your apartment door, as you thanked him for making sure you arrived safely. “So, I’ll see you at the game on Saturday?” He said as you nodded unlocking your door. You could hear Shoyo murmuring something from behind you as you turned to look at him.

“I’d like to take you on a date after the game YN” he said suddenly as your eyes practically burst from your skull at his words. His cheeks were red and he was looking at the ground, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.

“I’m sorry I’m not really good at asking girls on dates. I don’t really go on dates actually” he said as you continued to stare at him. You had never really been on a proper date before and this wasn’t just any date, this was Shoyo Hinata, wing-spiker for the MSBY Black Jackals. “Shoyo are you sure?” You said in a whisper, as his eyes met yours in confusion. “YN, I like you so yeah I’m sure” he laughed.

“I mean I’m not like your fan girls, I’m not really pretty or anything special” you said lowering your head as Shoyo’s finger went below your chin, lifting it up and staring at you with his big eyes. “I think your very pretty and extremely special YN and I’d love to take you out” he said as you blushed and nodded. He leaned in, kissing your cheek as your sweet eyes met his once again. “I’ll see you Saturday pretty girl” he said winking at you as you smiled back at him, pushing your door open and quickly closing it. You squealed in excitement as you clenched your heart though your chest. You couldn’t believe you were actually going on a date with THE Shoyo Hinata. Shoyo smile widened when he heard your excited scream, he heart skipped at beat. He was in deep with you and he loved it.

Saturday had come and you were beyond extremely nervous. You had no idea what the heck you were doing. This wasn’t something you were use to nor had much experience with. You had managed to order some clothes, having them arrive quickly as you began to try things on. You settled on a flowing dress that landed mid thigh on you and sandals that were cute but comfortable. You did your hair down, searching Google and YouTube for how to curling it properly and added some make up. You were pretty impressed with how you looked, staring at yourself in the mirror as you heard your phone ring. You ran to it, noting Shoyo’s contact pop up. Your breath hitched and your heart skipped a beat, swiping and putting the phone up to your ear.

“Hello?” you said, bracing for the worst. Maybe he changed his mind? He probably got another date offer from a super model or something. You wouldn’t blame him; he was gorgeous and deserved some equally as such. However, your doubts were quickly squashed as Shoyo’s voice flooded through the receiver.

“Hey pretty girl! Listen I sent a car to pick you up! It should be there in like half an hour!” He said shouting. You were sure he was in the locker room, noting all the yelling.

“Sho, you didn’t have to do that! I can take the train” you said as you head him walk “just a second YN” he said, shoving thought what you assumed was a door into a hallway that echoed.

“Shoyo I’m fine, really! I can take the train” you said before Hinata interrupted you. “No way in hell are you riding the train YN! I mean I know you can ride the train but I’d feel better if you just took the car” he said as you sighed. “Sho-” “pretty girl, please? For me?” He said, surely pouting as you giggled lightly and rolled your eyes. “Ok fine, thank you” you said, sweetly into the phone. “Anytime angel, I’ve got to go but I’ll see you soon, ok?” He said as you nodded and smiled “Ok! Good luck tonight” you said. “Well, I’ve got you so no luck needed! Bye now!” He said as you said bye and hung up. Your heart swooned more as you fixed your makeup and prepared to head to the arena.

The car arrived, a completely blacked out BMW X5. Your eyes nearly bulged from your head as the driver opened the door for you. “Good evening, Miss YN. My name is Nile and I’ll be taking you to the game.” He said, extending his hand to you. Smiling back, you grabbed his hand, sliding in the backseat. The interior of the car was gorgeous and you knew it had to cost more than your entire life’s worth. You sat, watching the building fly in wonder. You rarely saw the streets at night, especially with all the lights on. You arrived at the arena as Nile opened your door and extended his hand again. “Thank you so much Nile” you said as he smiled and nodded “enjoy the game, Miss YN.” Security surrounded the car as you looked at them, shocked at their massive size and frames. “Miss YN, we are here to escort you to your seat” one of the men said as you nodded at them, heading into the arena. If looks could kill, you’d be more than dead as many of MSBY’s fan girls glared at you, wondering what made you so special that you had been invited by a team member. You were taken to a special box, right above center court. Your eyes widened in shock at the amazing and impressive view. You couldn’t believe how much you could see from here. You looked on in wonder as you heard the door open behind you, causing you to jump slightly as Shoyo entered the box. “Hey YN I- Holy shit” he said, eyes widening as he looked you up and down. You studied his expression as he stared at you, body stiff and eyes sparkling. “You look, fuck you look incredible pretty girl” he said as you blushed, pushing your hair behind your ears again. Shoyo walked over to you, dressed in his MSBY uniform and pulled you into a tight embrace. His hands went you’re your lower back as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He then picked you up and swing you around. “Shoyo!” you laughed as he finally put you down. “Sorry you just look incredible” he said, setting you down but still holding onto you. “So do you” you said “I mean- uh you always look incredible” you said stuttering out as Shoyo laughed, heading flying back as a smile graced your face. His head feel back in place, eyes meeting yours as your faces slowly inched closer together, bodies molded together. Your noses touched softly as you felt his breath on your mouth. You closed your eyes when the door the box suddenly swung open. “HINATA- oh whoops” Bokuto said as you jumped back, Hinata’s arms firmly holding onto you as his head feel back and he groaned in frustration. He turned to glare at his teammate. “Hey what’s taking him- ohh OHHH” Atsumu said, sticking his head around the corner, instantly realizing they were interrupting something. “Seriously” Shoyo grumbled as you hid your face low, biting your lip as you heated with embarrassment at being caught in Shoyo’s embrace by his teammates. “Cap says it’s time bro so let’s go” Atsumu said as Shoyo grumbled again, glaring at his friends and nodding his head for them to leave. “Yeah yeah give me a second” he said as Atsumu and Bokuto stood back a ways, still in full view of you. “For fucks sakes-“Shoyo grumbled again as you looked up to him, smiling softly. He racked one of his hands through his hair in frustration as he smiled down at you.

“We’ll pick this up later pretty girl” he said, kissing your forehead as you squeezed his biceps. “Good luck” you said, kissing his cheek as he blushed. You heard an auditable “awe” sound from behind Shoyo as Bokuto and Atsumu stood in the doorway. You pulled away as Hinata winked at you, turning to head down to the court. You smiled to yourself, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as you sat down and watched the match.

After the game was done and MSBY had crushed their opponents, you sat and waited like you normally did for the stadium to file out. A knock at the door had your eyes darting towards it as it opened, and the security guard from before asked you to follow him “Mr. Hinata would like you to come to the court Miss YN” he said as your eyes widened again. You stood cautiously, not wanting to be rude as you followed the man to the court. Everything looked so big down here, with the players and all the reporters. There were fans all over the place, waiting for their opportunity to talk to the players. The fan girls yelling as you quietly followed the security guard. He was joined by another, who went behind you, essentially forming a path to the team. You heard whispers of “who is she?” coming from everywhere as you made your way to the team. “YN” you heard Shoyo shout as your eyes went to him, a smile instantly crossing your face. “Did you see that line shot? Wasn’t it incredible?!?!” He said running up to you, grabbing you and hugging you tight. Your arms went around his neck as he lifted you up, hugging your firmly.

“Hinata Jesus Christ you just got her don’t break her” Thomas joked as your face reddened. “For your information YN helped me practice my liners, isn’t that right YN? So, she’s the reason I was so on point tonight” Hinata said, pulling away as the team looked at you, impressed. “You play volleyball YN?” Barnes said. “No- not really” you responded “I-I just set a few for Shoyo” you said looking down, blushing as you answered them. Atsumu glared at you, walking up to you and staring right in your face. “So, you think you can set huh?” he said. Your eyes widened as you shook your head vigorously. “I’m not nearly as good at you Atsumu” you stuttered out. Suddenly, Sakusa smacked the back of Atsumu’s head, apologizing for his rudeness and Atsumu growled “sorry YN, he’s not trained for the public quite yet” he said.

“I don’t know guys, she’s a heck of a lot prettier than Sumu is so maybe we should have YN come set for us” Inunaki said, smirking and winking at you. You looked up at him, Hinata still holding onto you as his grip tightened with possessiveness. “Sorry guys but YN is my practice buddy so I’d appreciate it if you kindly back the fuck off” Hinata said, gritting out a response as the team looked at him, smiling and putting their hands up in mock surrender. “Chill out Shoyo, nobodies after your girl” Meian said smacking Hinata’s shoulder. “Speak for yourself” Inunaki said, winking at you again you as you felt Shoyo’s arms grip you tighter, his hold more pronounced and dominant. He waited for the team to leave before looking down at you. He lifted your chin with his finger, smiling at you as be nuzzled your nose “I’ll be right back pretty girl” he said letting you go as he ran to the locker room.

While he got ready in the showers, you waited for him, silencing observing as everyone left. You were sitting on one of the chairs, noticing two ladies staring at you from the corner. They approached you as you slowly shifted your body away, hoping for them to ignore your presence.

“Hey” you heard a shout come from beside you as you turned to give them the attention they so desperately craved. “So your Shoyo’s new piece of ass huh?” one of the girls said. You didn’t respond, only looking away from her, your face heating with embarrassment. You didn’t like confrontation, avoiding it at all costs ff you could possibly help it. “Hey bitch- I’m talking to you. Are you stupid or something?” the girl said as her friend egged her on. “She probably thinks her pussy is made of gold or something” she joked as the other girl scoffed. The ladies walked closer to you as you shifted uncomfortably in your seat, your eyes going between them and the locker arena doors. You didn’t need their criticism. You already knew you weren’t good enough for Shoyo. It hurt hearing the words that haunted your brain verbalized by women who were on Shoyo’s level. “You’re replaceable bitch, just so you know. Shoyo can have girls a million times prettier than you in his bed tomorrow if he wants- “they said, mocking you as the one girl bent down to your level, cheap perfume flooding your nose. “How about I put you in your place whore-” she said as the doors opened suddenly. “HEY” a shout echoed in the gym as Hinata, Bokuto, Sakusa and Atsumu stalked over to you. Shoyo was pissed and you could tell. His eyes were fixated on you, fuming as he grew closer and closer. “Oh hey boys, we were just talking to-“the girl with the big mouth said before Atsumu interrupted her. “We heard what you said to her ya pig” Atsumu said as the girl’s eyes widened, they mouths falling slack as you could feel their attitudes drain away. Hinata glared at them, fist clenched as he slowly walked over to you and held his hand out. “Come on YN” he said, putting his arm around you and pulling you away from the group. You could hear Atsumu and Sakusa ridiculing the girls as you walked away with Shoyo.

“Shoyo maybe- maybe we shouldn’t” you said as Hinata stopped, turned and slammed his lips onto yours. Your eyes widened before slowly closing, losing yourself in the kiss as your hand went behinds his head and his arms went to your waist. He moved his lips against yours, licking your bottom lip as he slipped his tongue inside, finding yourself and massaging it gently. He was an amazing kisser, slow and steady, a stark contrast to his playing style. His arms moved, gripping you tighter as your hands softly embraced his hair. He broke the kiss, pulling away and smiling down at you. His forehead fell to yours as your eyes slowly blinked open, your lips swollen as you found Shoyo’s gaze. He smiled down at you, his lips swollen and his body heated.

“Let’s get going pretty girl” he said, one hand now at your waist as he ushered you out to his Nissan GT-R, opening the door as he gave you his hand and helped you in. He shut the door, going to his trunk and putting his gear inside. He opened the door, slamming it and looking at you. His hands gripped the steering wheel hard as your eyes followed the veins in his forearms and hands bulge. His muscles tought as you felt your body heat in response. “Don’t listen to what those girls said YN- you aren’t replaceable” he said as you smiled softly and nodded. He placed the car in drive, his hand going to your thigh as he took off, taking you on the date you deserved.

The weeks went by as you and Shoyo continued to grow closer. You went to every game, working up the nerve to ask Shoyo if you could sit in the box seat again, telling him the view was spectacular and that you’d love to draw from up there. Shoyo laughed and kissed you telling you he’d clear the entire arena just to make you happy. You blushed in return and kissed him back, telling him you didn’t think a seat behind the polls in the nosebleed section would give you much to work with. Shoyo nearly choked laughing as he leaned in, kissing you hard. You had yet to take your relationship further, only going as far as steamy make outs. You weren’t a virgin but you weren’t exactly experienced either. You had one sexual experience before Shoyo and it was lackluster at best. You wanted to give him more but you were nervous. You still felt inadequate with Shoyo, always waiting for a reason to come up as to why he would even want to date you. Shoyo assured you that you were perfect and that he thought your shyness was cute. He told you it balanced him out, keeping him grounded. You had a hard time believing that, seeing as he was still constantly jumping and running all over the place even around you. The team had often come to rely on you attending games to keep Hinata level. When he would miss a spike or a serve, they would look to you to keep encouraging him. You told Shoyo that every has bad days and that just because he missed on serve doesn’t mean MSBY was going to lose. “Yeah Shoyo, even if you do mess up, you can always count on me to get the point back” Inunaki said as everyone looked at him strangely. “Dude it’s a team effort and without me, nobody is scoring shit” Atsumu interjected. “You literally just said it was a team effort then turned around and said it was all based on you” Sakusa said back to him. You smiled watching the guys bicker back and forth, Shoyo holding you close. You felt safe and loved in his arms, finally feeling like you had found your person.

You entered the arena on Thursday night, Nile having dropped you off to attend private practice with Shoyo again. You had been doing this for a few weeks now, and you enjoyed it. You wore a lose shirt and your compression shorts, learning quickly that Shoyo wasn’t going to take it easy on you. You approached the entrance of the gym when you head the guys talking. You hated eavesdropping but when you heard your name, you stopped cold.

“When are you going to ask Yn, Hinata?” Meian said, talking to Hinata as listened intently. “I’ll ask her soon ok can you lay off” Sho said, huffing. “We need a plan for our new campaign and YN’s drawings would be perfect” Inunaki added as you heard Shoyo sigh. “Yeah, I know I know. Ill ask her tonight after our dinner” he said, sending a ball slamming over the net and onto the other side. Your body went cold, heart sinking as you heard the words repeating in your mind over and over. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Shoyo was using you just to get to your art, to get you to help the Jackals with their new PR campaign. You felt your stomach churn as tears filled your eyes, spilling over and down your cheeks. You felt like you were going to be sick. You had always known you weren’t good enough for Shoyo. How could you have been so stupid to believe he was actually interested in someone like you? The thought of your times together the past week made your heart break even more, the tears falling down uncontrollably as you looked up. You had to get out of here and fast.

“Hey YN- hey what’s wrong?” Bokuto said, getting down to your level and looking at your tearful eyes. You heard footsteps approaching as you backed up, away from Bokuto as Shoyo, Meian and Inunaki appeared in the doorway. “YN what the hell? Did someone hurt you?” Sho shouted as you backed up further from him, not wanting him to touch you. “YN what’s-”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Why did you use me like that?” You said tears falling down your eyes. His eyes met yours with concern, “YN what are you talking about?” he said confused, still walking closer to you.

“If you wanted me to use me for my art you could have just asked. You didn’t have to pity date me” you said, tears falling. Shoyo stopped suddenly his eyes widening at the realization as he waved his hands frantically trying to explain. “YN please-“he said as you turned and ran down the arena, running out the nearest exit, not looking back. You heard shouting behind you as the door slammed but you didn’t stop. Realistically you knew if he wanted to catch up to you, he could. Shoyo was a fast runner but you still ran, not caring and not stopping. Your heart shattering with every step of your feet as your tears continued to fall.

“Fuck Fuck FUCK” Hinata shouted picking up a volleyball and throwing it against the wall with a force that could have dented concrete. “Sho chill- this isn’t going to help anything” Bokuto said trying to calm his teammate and friend down. Shoyo had tried to run after you, only to be stopped by Meian who sent Atsumu and Sakusa to try and find you. “Sho we are sorry dude. We had no intention of this turning into anything” Meian said before Shoyo huffed, his hands going to his hips. “No- no I should have told her sooner. I should have asked her about helping with the campaign before I started this relationship. She’s always been self-conscious of herself when it comes to us dating. I just- fuck, I- FUCK” He shouted again, mad at himself for causing you such hurt. Meian’s phone rang as he answered it and spoke. “Sakusa said she ran to her apartment, him and Sumu made sure she was inside before they left” he said ending the call with Sakusa. “I have to go to her” Hinata said, grabbing his knee pads and heading towards the locker room.

“Should we come too? Maybe if we explain?” Inunaki asked as Shoyo shook his head. He knew he had to do this on his own if he had any chance of saving what you had. Not even changing from his practice gear, he jumped in his car and sped to your apartment. He silently prayed that you would at least hear him out. He ran up your apartment stairs, knocking at your door as he listened against it , hoping to hear you.

You had returned from the arena, drenched in sweat and tears. Your body was exhausted as you entered your apartment, locking it behind you. You climbed into the shower, crying as you sank to the floor, the water streaming over your exhausted body as you rested your head against the tile.

“How could you be so stupid YN” you said, scolding yourself for letting your guard down. It was exactly like those girls had said. You were nothing special to Shoyo Hinata.

Shoyo knocked on your door, calling your name. “YN I know your in there, please open up” he said, banging again on the door. He waited, listening for any response or movement from behind the door. “YN please listen to me! You misheard the situation! I started liking you before we decided to ask you to do our PR campaign. I was going to talk to you about it tonight after our date! Please YN- please you have to believe me” he said as he listening against the door again for any sound that you were listening. When you said nothing as Shoyo swore “Fuck YN! This isn’t done, I’m not letting us end like this” he said, leaving and stomping down the hallway. You sat on the other side of the door, crying as you laid your head against it. You could hear the slam of the door to the stairway as you tears fell heavier and you sank to the floor, crying until you could cry no more.

Shoyo kept his word, he was determined not to let your relationship end like that. He texted you every morning, called you and texted you good night. You didn’t respond to him but that didn’t deter his quest. He came by your apartment every night, leaving your flowers and sitting by your door, just talking. He tried several times to explain everything but the words seemed to fall of deaf ears. He sent a car on Saturday night to wait for you, only to receive a text that you were not coming from Nile. He sighed on the bench as his teammates looked on concerned. Their usual, upbeat and jumpy friend and teammate was all moping around, barely talking. Hinata looked at your usual spot, hoping and praying you might show up. However, you usual seat had been occupied by an older man and the box seat you sat in remaining empty as well. The game drug on as MSBY pulled off a close victory. Hinata sighed as the reporters flooded the floor, the fan girls following behind. It was like déjà vu.

“Shoyo! Sho why do you come out with us tonight?” some of the girls said grabbing onto his arm and pulling. Shoyo ignored them, shrugging them on as the tsked, moving on to his teammates. He walked to the locker room as a camera and mic was shoved in his face. “Shoyo Hinata, how are you feeling? What a close game?” the reporter said as Hinata nodded, just ready to leave and go home. “Tell me, what was going through your head tonight” the reporter said. Hinata sighed, looking into the camera before saying “the fact that I messed up the best thing I ever had”. He walked away as the reporter pulled her microphone back, seeming stunned. The camera panned to Hinata as he walked to the locker room, hands on his hips, head hanging down. In your apartment, you held a tissue to your eyes, your nose leaking uncontrollably as you cried watching the man you so desperately cared for walk away. The sight of him so dejected broke your heart all over again.

A week had past and not much had changed, Hinata visited less, telling you he would leave you alone through the door.

“YN, I know you can hear me pretty girl” he said placing his hand on the door “I care so much about you and all I’m asking for is just one more chance, please YN. Please I promise no more secrets between us” you heard him sigh as he stepped back from the door and turned to leave. “I love you pretty girl” he said softly as the words hit you like a ton of bricks, your heart feeling heavy once again as the tears continued to roll down your cheeks.

Saturday had come again as you prepared to watch MSBY on TV. You had sprung for the upgrade package just so you could see Shoyo play. As much as he had hurt you, you still cared for him and supported him. A knock sounded at your door as you glanced at the clock, it read nearly 5:30pm. The game started at 7:00 so you knew it wasn’t Shoyo. You opened the door through the chain, seeing Meian, Inunaki and Sakusa standing on the other side. You looked down, embarrassed as you prepared to shut the door. Meian put his hand on the door as you looked up at him.

“YN before you slam the door in our face, please just hear us out” Meian said as you looked down nodding closing the door a little and unlatching the chain. “YN please give Shoyo another chance. He’s miserable and so are you” Inunaki said as you stared at the ground fiddling with your fingers.

“Im- I’m not good enough for him” you said, swallowing deeply as Sakusa groaned out. “That’s bullshit YN and you know it. Hinata loves you and you are just what he needs. Sure, he didn’t tell you about the campaign but he wasn’t using you! There’s no way he would ever do that to anyone, let alone to the women he adores and loves” Sakusa bit out. You stared at the ground, still uncertain. As much as you your heart knew the words, they were saying were true, your brain tried its hardest to convince you otherwise.

“YN listen, I don’t claim to be an expert in love” Meian said as Inunaki snorted causing Meian’s head to turn, glaring down at the libero as a smile crested on your face. He turned back to you continuing, “as I was saying, if a man came to my house every single day, sat outside my door and prayed with every ounce of his being that the girl he loved would simply acknowledge him, then I would at least hear him out.” You nodded in response, still looking down at the floor. “Hinata admires you YN, you know that right?” Sakusa said to you as your eyes shot to his. “He not only loves you but he admires your ability to be the calm he needs.” Sakusa said as tears began to stream down your face. “I- I” you said, wrapping your arms around yourself tightly, MSBY t-shit with Hinata's name and number on the back surrounding you.

“Come with us YN- talk to him” Meian said grabbing your hand. You nodded, grabbing your keys and heading to Meian’s car. You quickly jumped in the large SUV, Sakusa holding the door and jumping in behind you. Meian jumped in the driver’s seat and Inunaki slammed the passenger door, shouting “go go!”

“YN did you bring shoes” Sakusa said as your eyes widened, looking down at the floor and noticing you were barefooted. “Love doesn’t wait for shoes Sakusa” Inunaki said laughing. “Yeah, well love is going to have to wait until the end of the game because it’s 6:15 and we have to haul ass!” Meian shouted, honking as you held onto the back seat.

“At least I’m wearing clothes “ you said shyly, causing Inunaki to laugh and Sakusa for chuckle while Meian smiled at you into he rearview mirror. “Hinata would lose his mind if you showed up naked YN” Sakusa joked “I mean, we’d probably have to give up the locker room for a while just so he could apologize to you- HEY” Inunaki said as Meian slapped him, causing you to blush. Thankfully the night covered your face as you made your way to the arena. Meian parked, as you threw the door open rushing to the main entrance, Sakusa, Meian and Inunaki on your tail. “Be careful YN! If you hurt yourself Shoyo will probably kill us” Inunaki said as you laughed, heading into the doors of the arena and looking around.

“Come on YN, I’ll grab you a chair for behind the press. It’s not a great seat but it’s courtside so you can see everything” Meian said as you nodded in agreement, following him as you waved to Inunaki and Sakusa. You sat down, watching and waiting for MSBY to make their appearance. You noted how quickly Meian, Inunaki and Sakusa had gotten into game mode, watching as you saw Shoyo emerge from the locker room. He looked at the crowded, dejected not noticing your presence courtside. To be fair, you were hidden behind several reporters and cameras. You saw Meian whisper something to him as he nodded and turned to enter the court. The game was intense and long, the score going well into the 30s. You watched on as Hinata hit shot after shot, his form as emaculate as ever. When the game ended, you waited as the press to flock to the floor followed by the fans. You waited on the sidelines, hiding amongst everyone as you watched Shoyo.

“Shoyo Hinata what an amazing match! You did incredible out there” the reporter said. “Thanks” Hinata said nodding and smiling at the camera “tell us, what us, what inspired you tonight going into this match?” the reporter said. Hinata looked at the reporter. He knew what had inspired him, what bad been inspiring him for months. He put his head down, hands going to his hips as he looked up into the camera. He was about to speak when he heard someone say “excuse me miss” causing him to look over. He didn’t know why that comment stood out to him but he just knew he had to look. His eyes were met with yours as you stood at the edge of the court, smiling softly at him your hands classes sweetly in front of you. “YN…” he said, shoving past the reporters who were now curious as to who he was referring too. He walked up to you, unsure if you were real or just a figment of his imagination. He had dreamed of you every night since he had messed up, desperately hoping he would wake up with you next to him. “YN- You’re really here?” He said, looking startled, confused and relieved all at once.

“Yeah, ummm- Meian, Inunaki and Sakusa kind of showed up at my house-” you started to say as you heard Inunaki shout, “don’t make it sound so creepy YN Jesus Christ!” You smiled down at the ground and back at Shoyo who was studying you with his glimmering eyes. You could tell he was unsure of whether or not to touch you, cautiously inching closer and closer. “I’m glad you could make it, I missed having you here” he said, coming to within a step of you. You looked into his eyes and smiled “I missed being here Shoyo” you said, a smile grazing your face as happy tears began to fall. A huge smile appearing on Hinata’s face as he closed the short distance between you, lifting you up in his tone arms and hugging you tightly. You both pulled back, camera lenses flashing in your eyes as Hinata bent down, pulling you in, his lips pressing against yours as he kissed you hard. You could vaguely hear shouting, your brain a fog with emotions as Shoyo kissed you harder, hands going below your ass and lifting you into his arm as you squealed and hid your face. Ignoring the yelling and shouting he walked you toward the locker room, stopping just before entering, as he turned to his team. “Jesus Christ” Meian groaned “take her in there and change but then get the hell out!” he shouted as you blushed, hiding your face in Sho’s neck. “Don’t worry Cap, I just don’t want her to get away from me again” Shoyo said, carrying you into the locker room and setting you on the bench. He quickly ripped his shirt off, causing your eyes to widen at his toned muscular body. Your face heated and you felt your stomach burn watching his muscles ripple. Shoyo undid his shorts before stopping and looking at you. You bit your lower lip, as your eyes met his, fully lust blown. “Fuck-“he said grabbing his clothes “I’m going to shower before the entire team walks in on me fucking you right here.” Your face heated again as you rubbed your legs together. Shoyo groaned as he ran to the showers as you eyes watched him. Within 5 minutes, he had emerged, grabbing his gear and swinging it over his body.

“Where’s your shoes?” He said looking at your bare feet in confusion as you crossed them, pushing your hair behind your ears.

“Umm well we kind of left in a hurry and I uh- I kind of forgot them” you said, looking down at your feet again. Hinata lifted your chin up to meet his gaze, his face soft as he kissed you lightly.

“I fucking love you so much pretty girl” he said, grabbing you and picking you up, holding onto your ass as your squealed. “I love you too Shoyo” you whispered in his ear, his face meeting yours as you smiled, his lips smashing into yours for another heated kiss. You could feel yourself gently grinding down on him as he groaned into your mouth, hands squeezing the flesh of your ass. A loud bang on the door jolted you both as you heard Meian yell.

“HINATA I WASN’T JOKING” he said as you looked to Shoyo, his eyes still burning with desire. He carried you out of the locker room, past the team and sea of reporters. You looked over his shoulder to see the girls who had once told you that you were replaceable, their mouths slacked open as you couldn’t help but give a small satisfied smirk in their direction. You arrived at Shoyo’s car as he opened the trunk, sliding his bag off while still holding you.

“Sho you can put me down-”

“Not a fucking chance pretty girl” he said as he made his way to the driver’s side door and your eyes widened. Shoyo sat in his seat, you still attached to him as he adjusted his seat back. He kissed you feverish, lips moving against yours as he gripped your ass firmly, causing a squeal to peak from your lips. His tongue caressed yours as you moaned into his mouth. You felt yourself gently grind down on him as his large hands pulled you forward, helping to create friction. “Sho” you said breathlessly as he trailed kissed down your neck, hands moving up to touch your bare skin under your shirt. “Mmhmm” he groaned as your mouth went slack, the feeling of his hands and lips on your skin incredible. Your body heated with every kiss, every lick he placed, you core yearning for more contact.

“God baby- I need you so bad” he said, pulling your hips harder against this now growing bulge. He wanted to take you right here and right now. You knew he was ready and so were you, but this isn’t what you wanted, at least not in the middle of a busy arena parking lot.

“Sho not in the car, not-not for our first time” you moaned out, his lips still attached to your neck, leaving his mark all over you, claiming you as his. “Baby” he groaned “fuck- please” he said, pulling away from you, his hair messy from your hands raking through it, your eyes lust blown as you gazed at him. “Sho, I want our first time to be special” you said, nudging his nose as he smiled back at you.

Shoyo kissed you hard as you moved to the passenger seat, barely breaking the kiss and getting your seat belt on before he took of out of the parking lot. “Sho” you screamed as he grabbed onto your thigh, peeling out onto the street and driving straight for your apartment.

“We can swing by your place if you need to change” you said softly as he looked at you and laughed. “Baby if you think I’m not taking you right up to your apartment and fucking you senseless, you are surely mistaken” he said as you blushed bright red again, nervous but excited.

The car door slammed as Shoyo ran around, pulling open your door and hauling you into his arms, kissing you as he locked his car and made his way up the stairs to your apartment. Not missing a single step, he kissed his way down your neck as you moaned, trying to stay quiet so as to not disturb your neighbors. Opening the door to your floor, Shoyo made his way to your apartment, opening the door with one hand before slamming it with his food and heading to the couch as he sat below you, hands reaching under your shirt and tugging it over your head showcasing a gorgeous lace bralette. Shoyo’s eyes widened at your form as you shyly looked at him, biting your bottom lip as he palmed your breast with one hand, pulling you closer to him as you began to grind down on his stiff cock. “Don’t be shy now angel, let me see everything” he said.

“Sho” you moaned out, head going back as he kissed your already marked neck over and over again. You pulled at his shirt, his arms quickly going to his neck and tugging it over his head.

“That’s so sexy” you moaned as he smirked, kissing you hard and adjusting out from under you. “There’s plenty more where that came from pretty girl” he said as he flipped you down onto your back, grinding his cock against your core as you whimpered and whined, needing more friction to get off. Shoyo adjusted himself reaching for your shorts when you grabbed his hands, his eyes shooting to your face. “Hey you ok” he said looking concerned. “Yeah, but umm I’m not very experienced” you said looking away, embarrassed. Hinata’s eyes lit up with excitement at your words as he mentally berated himself, saying he needed to slow down for you. “We’ll go slow angel” he said as you nodded, kissing him again as his lips broke contact with yours, kissing way down your body. You felt his lips kiss and lick your perked nipples through your bralette as your back arched at the increasing sensation. You whined as Sho moved his hands slowly down your body, caressing lightly. He moved to the waist band of you shorts, pulling them off to reveal matching panties. “Fuck Yn- so fucking gorgeous” he groaned out breathlessly as his fingers lightly traced your inner thighs. He looked up, seeing your mouth slacking and eyes hazy. He was the one doing this to you, the one giving you all of this incredible pleasure. He looked back down at your clothed pussy, grabbing the edges of your panties and tugging them down. You were too far gone to feel embarrassed anymore as he made his way to your pussy, kissing up your thighs as he got closer. “I’m going to taste you now YN. I’m going to make you cum and then I’m going to fuck you” he said as his tongue licked up your slit, your hand instantly going go his hair as you cried out, shuttering from the sensation. He alternated between sucking and licking your clit, cautiously taking a finger and finding your tight entrance. “Fuck Shoyo” you moaned out as you back left the coach yet again, eyes rolling back the sensation of his tongue and finger. He moaned into your pussy sending vibrations through you, waving of pleasure hitting your core as his tongue moved all around your clit. Your body seized with pleasure as your orgasm slammed hard into you, your hand gripping onto his hair so tight. Shoyo smiled and backed away as he leaned over you, your chest heaving as your wide eyes met his.

“What in the hell was that!” You cried out as Shoyo laughed, kissing you and unzipping his jeans. “That baby, was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen” he said, mouth attaching to yours as you tasted yourself on him, feelings his hand go between you as he lined his cock up with your entrance, sliding it up and down your slit. You felt his silky tip probe your entrance as you braced yourself. “You ready baby?” He said looking at you, as you frantically nodded your head. He pushed his cock into your tight hole as you gasped, your hands going to his shoulder as you felt the pressure of his cock entering you. He groaned deeply as his eyes went to look between you, watching his heavy cock sink into you. “Fuck- oh fuck YN- God so tight baby” he moaned out, jaw slack and muscles contracting as you whimpered at the stretch. He went down to your ear, whispers praises as he continued to push himself in. “Such a good girl for me baby. You feel- fuck, you feel so amazing my angel. Best fucking pussy I’ve ever had” he cooed, causing your inner muscles to contract. Once fully in, he rested looking at you again wordlessly asking for permission to move. You nodded, causing him to pull back and push himself forward. “Sho- oh god it feels, it’s feels so good” you moan your head falling back, the pain passing as you feel his cock sinking deeper into you either ever stroke. “mmhmmm god- I’m addicted already” he said, his eyes locking onto yours as he quickened his pace, his cock now slamming into you. You snaked your hand down to your clit as you rubbed feverishly to bring yourself to orgasm. Shoyo watched your delicate hand as his pace became frantic, chasing his release as he felt your cunt begin to squeeze his cock. “ahhh fuck- Sho!” You screamed, back once again elevating off the couch as you felt a gush of fluid and his breathing quicken, his hips on your hip now surely leaving marks. “Oh fuck YN- fuck fuck I love you baby” he said as he slammed home, pushing himself into you as he gritted his teeth, head falling forward onto your chest as you both struggled to catch your breath. You smiled down at your lover, his body sweaty and covering yours as you began to come down. He peeked his head up, looking at you as you smiled down. “I suppose I’ll have to thank Meian, Inunaki and Sakusa for dragging you to the arena huh?” He said, only half joking.

“I wonder if they make edible arrangements that say ‘thanks for saving my relationship’” you said pondering. Shoyo barked out a laugh as his hand came to rest under his chin, laying on top of you as you raked your fingers through his beautiful ginger hair.

“I’m so sorry about everything YN. I know I messed up but I promise-”

“shhh it’s ok” you said putting your finger gently to his lips “I should have heard you out Sho. I was- I was just worried I wasn’t good enough for you and it made me really self conscious” you said, a small tear rolling down your cheek. Shoyo sat up a little, kissing the tear on your cheek and gently kissing your lips. “Hey now, no more of that pretty girl. If anything, it’s me who doesn’t deserve you” he said, smiling down as he leaned into kiss you.

“I love you Shoyo Hinata” you whispered. “I love you more YN LN” he said before kissing you again, holding on tight and promising to never let you go ever again.

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captain-liminal · 2 years

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sassycheesecake · 1 year

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A/N: I had this exact dream but with Atsumu. I wanted to try and write for Meian, cuz he hot as hell. Also, I don’t know if Japanese Pro Volleyball Teams have Managers, but in this story they do. Enjoy :) +18

words: 5145

genre: a lil‘ angst, fluff, smut in the beginning

warnings: sex dream, cursing

Shūgo Meian x Reader “Dream A Little Of Me”

“Oh (Y/N)... that feels so good… yeah j-just like that. Holy shit! O-Ohh…” Meian moans heavily with your wandering touches.

His broad chest rises and falls fast, his mind is all over the place.

Your skilled tongue swirls around the head of his long cock, making it twitch with need and he blissfully pants as precum starts dripping from the tip.

”(Y/N) please… stop teasing me… I want to fuck you so bad.” Meian tangles his hand in your hair and tugs on it occasionally. His other hand fists the sheets of the bed.

You willingly let go of his cock, making a ‘pop’ noise as you retreated from his form.

A mix string of saliva and precum connects your wet lips and his tip and Meian throws his head back in satisfaction, trying to calm his breathing.

Looking at him with a glint in your eyes, you crawl onto his lap, placing each leg next to his waist.

Meian stares at you with flushed cheeks, a small smile growing on the corner of his lips.

Small hands resting on his ripped abdomen, you begin to sit down on him with a dreamy sigh, feeling him stretch your insides out.

Gasping at his enormous size, he too, moans shakily at the feeling of your tight cunt squeezing him.

”Hah, hah. Gosh your pussy feels amazing!”, scrunching his face in gratification, he places his giant hands on your hips, grasping them tightly.

Meian opens his eyes and looks at you with pure love and adoration.

”(Y/N)… I love y-“ , Meian’s voice stops suddenly and you hear your annoying alarm going off.

You wake up with a startling gasp, scooching back and moving to sit up against your headboard as you try to calm your breathing and your racing heart.

Unbelievable, this is now the third time you dreamed about the MSBY’s Captain like this.

Rubbing your hands over your face, you groan in sexual frustration as you replay the images in your head over a naked Shūgo Meian confessing his feelings for you.

Just everything about that guy is perfect. His smile, his stature, his personality, he’s just a dream come true.

As a Captain of a Pro Volleyball team, he is strict with his teammates and is not afraid to scold three certain rascals for their shenanigans every day from time to time.

Yet, as the Manager of MSBY, he never raised his voice or scolded you in any way.

Even if you quite fucked up the first couple weeks when you started there, he always gives you a smile and tells you not to worry about it.

For example, you accidentally shrunk Meian’s jersey in the wash once and when you were telling him about it, waiting and bracing for a long and harsh lecture to come, he just looked really pained when he said that you shouldn’t worry about it, that he will just tell the Coach to order a new one.

When those words came out of his mouth, everyone, even the unapproachable Sakusa, looked in pure shock at the interaction between Meian and you.

Bokuto, Hinata and Atsumu gaped with open mouths as they got scolded once for just being two minutes late for training and you didn’t even get the slightest glare for being 20 minutes late.

You have been their Manager for about five months now, the daily routine now easy as a breeze to you.

It happened like two months ago when you started developing a crush on the raven-haired man.

Unfortunately you remember this day as if it happened yesterday.

Everyone was done with training, headed straight to the showers and left the Volleyball gym in a hurry. Or so you thought.

It was around 18:00 and training officially ended 30 minutes ago. Guessing that all the players have already left since it was so quiet, you use your key to go into the locker room to collect the dirty and sweaty jerseys from the washing basket that evening.

Noticing the door was still unlocked, you didn’t think much of it, simply deciding that Meian forgot to lock the room after he left.

When you entered the still light up locker room you didn’t expect a half-naked Meian to be standing in front of his locker with just a white fluffy towel wrapped around his waist.

Your eyes followed the water droplets as they ran down on the massive muscles on his torso and stomach, watched as they got soaked into the towel.

Meian turned his head in your direction and stared at you in shock but it was more the curiosity than shock that showed on his face.

After a few seconds, you felt an extraordinary heat blow up on your face and you let out a small scream as you turned around and left as quickly as you entered.

Meian stared dumbfounded at the door where you left and heard a small amount of apologies getting quieter and quieter.

He just chuckled at your behavior and resumed changing.

Once he was done, he saw you waiting outside and it was pouring down.

Wanting to clear the awkward air after the embarrassing encounter, he approached you and offered to walk you home but as soon your ears picked up on his voice, your eyes were wide and you told him off, saying you were going to miss your train.

Meian tried to stop you but you were already sprinting to the train station in the rain saying you were going to be fine on your own.

The Middle Blocker stared sadly after your retreating form and kicked a trash can over in frustration. The loud bang of the trash can falling down on the pavement echoed in the silent night.

Some of the trash landed on the floor and after he heaved out a deep sigh he picked up the trash and put it back in before he went home.

Meian has been developing feelings for you ever since you started and those feelings only started to grow the more time he spent talking to you. And now he thinks he blew his chance of getting closer to you.

Ever since that incident, you have been avoiding him like a pest. Always walking in a different direction whenever he is near, not talking to him any way except when it’s absolutely necessary, it’s almost driving him insane.

Meian thought he had a good relationship with you but your sudden strange and distant behavior makes him think you had a change of heart.

He honestly thought you liked him the same way he liked you. Maybe his mind was just playing tricks on him but nonetheless he decided to leave you alone.

His teammates notice the relationship change between you two, making it feel like two parents who had a bitter divorce because the other one got custody over the children.

Inunaki and Tomas notice it first when they have a small three-on-three match together after an intense training match.

They both take a drink from their water bottles, wiping the sweat off of their necks with towels which you handed out earlier.

Watching you pick up the scattered volleyballs around the court, Meian is about to grab the one you’re about to pick up and your eyes make contact with his dark ones.

For a moment, neither of you say anything, simply staring at each other.

All of sudden, you straighten up and walk around him with a neutral expression on your face, still not saying anything, beginning to collect the used towels on the floor left by Atsumu and Bokuto.

Meian’s remorseful gaze follows your figure and he breathes out slowly and closes his eyes, grabbing the ball with his hands and throws it into the volleyball cart.

Inunaki nudges Tomas with his elbow, gaining the Middle Blocker’s attention.

“Did something happen between Cap and (Y/N)?” He questions him.

Tomas looks at you and then Meian, before he answers with a clueless shrug of his shoulders.

“Don’t know about Cap but I just feel like (Y/N) is lately more quiet than usual.”

“Yeah but like a couple of weeks ago, they were talking so much and seemed really friendly towards each other. Then just like that-”, he snaps his fingers, “they act like complete strangers.”

Tomas thinks for a few moments before he decides to speak up again.

“Maybe something DID happen between them that causes them to behave like that. I mean look at them, they are acting like they’ve never interacted with one another.”

Atsumu appears and joins their conversation. He rests his sweaty arm on Inunaki’s shoulder as he leans against him.

“What we talkin’ ‘bout?” the sandy-blonde asks and Inunaki grimaces at the gesture but doesn’t shrug him off.

Tomas begins to answer.

“We’ve just been talking about how Meian and (Y/N) have been acting differently toward each other. Almost like there’s a visible tension hanging in the air.”

Atsumu grins at that, not being able to refrain the next words from spilling out.

“Ya think they fucked? Maybe he didn’t give ‘er a good time and she tries ta avoid ‘im cuz of it.” The Setter laughs.

The Libero and Middle Blocker’s faces change into disbelief and disgust and Inunaki shrugs Atsumu off.

“Meian doesn’t strike me as the type to just sleep with someone to just get their dick wet. Unlike you of course.” Tomas grins cheekily at Atsumu and he scowls at him.

“Fuck off.” The blonde man spits at him before walking off.

Inunaki shakes his head at their behavior and looks back at you.

You’re looking troubled, almost sad as you collect the towels together from Bokuto and Hinata as they hand you their black towels as well.

The energetic duo seems to notice your expression and their smiles drop immediately as they ask you what is troubling you with concerned faces.

You just shake your head and wave them off, walking away to resume your duties.

Hinata and Bokuto share a look of worry but leave you be.

The Wing Spikers walk into the direction of the locker room of the MSBY Jackals followed by the rest of the teammates.

Inunaki and Tomas both agree that they should ask their Captain in the locker rooms about his and your tense body language and silent treatments lately.

Coach Foster has also noticed your change of attitude as well, your usual cheerful expression replaced by a dark cloud of sadness looming over you.

Walking over to you, he tries to indulge in a talk with you.

”(Y/N)? You okay? The guys didn’t say anything mean or inappropriate to you did they?” Foster starts.

Startled by his sudden voice, you turn around to him with a small smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

“Y-Yeah I am fine, having some private trouble sir.”

He purses his lips at your answer and advises you to leave the trouble at home and not bring it to work.

Accepting his advice you apologize for your behavior and you promise him to be in a better mood tomorrow.

~ At the same time in the locker room ~

The team members of MSBY are all freshly showered, getting dressed and ready to go home.

Meian rubs his head dry with a towel and Tomas and Inunaki share a quick glance before nodding to each other.

Tomas clears his throat and Meian whips his head and his direction with an arched eyebrow.

“Yeah? Did you need something?” Meian asks him.

“Uhh…” , he begins.

Tomas turns his head to look at Inunaki and he just sends him a thumbs up with an unsure smile as encouragement.

Meian looks at Inunaki, back to Tomas and begins to get slightly irritated at his teammate’s behavior.

”Well?” Meian starts to get impatient and Tomas is not used to this side of him.

“Inunaki and I were wondering if something happened between you and (Y/N). We just feel like you had such great chemistry with her and it’s like the next day, you’re acting like you don’t know each other.”

Bokuto, Hinata, Atsumu and even Sakusa slow down their movements, quite intrigued by what the raven-haired Middle Blocker has to say.

Meian stops for a second, pondering what to say.

”I don’t know.” He begins.

“You know when I had to stay behind to clean the mess you guys left in the locker room? (Y/N) saw me while I was there. She’s been distant since.” The spiky black-haired Middle Blocker explains.

Questions started flowing through the room immediately, not acknowledging the fact that Meian was pissed about the dirty laundry that they left on the floor for you to clean up.

”Woah did she see you naked??” Wide golden eyes stare in amazement at Meian.

“Did she confess to you or something?” Hinata suggests with stars in his eyes.

“Please tell me you didn’t sleep with her in here, I am going to kill you if you did.” Sakusa scrunches his face in disgust and anger.

”Was yer size really that disappointin’?” Atsumu teases with a shit-eating grin.

Meian looks at his team and puts on his MSBY sweats, only giving one answer.

”No we didn’t do anything inappropriate, she just saw me in a towel and ran out like the room was on fire.”

Silence, followed by some laughter from Atsumu’s and Bokuto’s side.

“Is that it? Then why do you look so down about it?” Barnes finally joins the group, already dressed and ready to go.

Meian blows air through his nose, looking at Barnes with tired eyes.

“I like her. A lot. Maybe more than I’d care to admit. But now I feel like I ruined my chances with her.”

Atsumu leans against the locker next to Meian’s and starts taunting him.

”Awww she don’ wan yer dick? Is that why ya been so pissy lately bro?”

Meian doesn’t look at Atsumu and puts on a fresh new shirt from his locker.

Still ignoring his teammates, he puts his bag over his shoulder and leaves the locker room without a word of goodbye, slamming the door on his way out.

Everybody gapes at the Captain’s reaction, if you could even call that a reaction and turn to glare at their Setter.

Atsumu is aware of everyone’s eyes on him and he just says cluelessly with wide eyes “What?” when he glimpses in the round.

Bokuto’s excited deep voice breaks the silence.

”I think they’re SO cute together!” Bokuto puts his hands over his heart and sighs dreamily.

”So do I! Maybe we can convince them to talk together!” Hinata suggests.

“Are you serious? Are you going to play matchmaker?” The curly dark-haired Outside Hitter asks Hinata in a ridiculous tone when he puts on a fresh mask from his bag.

“Omi you should totally participate! Consider this a team building exercise!“ Bokuto beams.

“Yeah Omi-Omi! Join the group of ‘Match made in Heaven’!” Atsumu adds.

“No.” Sakusa says bluntly and leaves the locker rooms without another word.

”I don’t think we should snoop our noses in their mess. They are both adults after all, they need to sort this out themselves.” Barnes swings his bag over his shoulder and bids his teammates goodbye.

Tomas, Atsumu, Bokuto, Inunaki and Hinata are the only ones left now in the changing room.

“Well you can definitely count us in.“ Inunaki smiles at his teammates with a supportive thumbs up and a wide grin, while Tomas just nods his head in agreement with a small smile on his face.

“Awesome! Let operation ‘Jackal Love‘ spring into action!“ The white-haired boasts his fists in the air with a massive grin on his excited face.

“Shōyō, text ‘er ta meet ‘us’ tomorrow at Ninja Ramen. She’ll probably answer ya unlike the rest of us. Besides Bokkun, ya have da best connection with her.” Atsumu puts the word ‘us’ in a quotation with his fingers.

Hinata takes out his phone and starts to write the message to you, while the remaining MSBY members peeking over his shoulder to read what he types down.

~ Back to you ~

You finish putting the clean towels away and walk your way home in the cold dark without saying goodbye to the team.

Sitting in the cold train wagon, you wrap your black fluffy winter jacket closer to your body, trying to stay warm.

You feel a vibration in the pocket of your jacket, signaling you got a text. Grabbing the phone out, you unlock it to open the message from Hinata.

> Sunshineball #2 ☀️ 17:48 <

‘(Y/N)!!! We are all going out for dinner tomorrow night! Wear something pretty! 😃’

> You 17:50 <

‘Sorry Shōyō 😕 I am usually pretty tired after work, maybe another time 😊’

Hinata pouts at your answer, showing the others your reply.

“Be a lil‘ bit more persistent bro!“ Atsumu tells Hinata.

Hinata thinks for a moment, before he starts typing again.

> Sunshineball #2 ☀️ 17:51 <

‘Awww c’mon! 😭😭 Bo and I will be very sad otherwise! 🥲’

Thinking for a few moments, you actually agree. You haven’t been out in a while and the constant hiding from Meian has been tiring you out.

> You 17:59 <

‘Alrighty then 🤗 What time and where?’

> Sunshineball #2☀️ 18:00 <

‘Let’s say 18:00 @Ninja Ramen 🍜 !!’

> You 18:01 <

‘👌🏻💞’

When the rest of the MSBY Jackals read your message they all cheer loudly and text their Captain to be there at the same time.

~ The next day ~

It’s 17:15 and Coach Foster decided to let everyone go home early today since it’s Friday. Atsumu has asked his brother for help to reserve a table at Ninja Ramen, since Osamu‘s girlfriend owns the place. Thankfully she is a really nice person and immediately agreed to the plan, much to Osamu‘s dismay that she is being too nice to Atsumu.

The operation “Jackal Love” starts now. The matchmakers except Meian, you and the non-participant Sakusa, know about their hooking-up-plan.

As everyone gets ready to go home, Hinata and Bokuto have been excited all day long, getting on Sakusa‘s nerves.

Once Meian hits the showers, Sakusa walks over to Hinata with an aggravated scowl.

“Will you stop it?! Your constant twitching and giddiness is getting on my nerves!“

Sakusa‘s foul mood doesn’t scare Hinata in the slightest.

”Ahhh I am sorry I can’t! I am so excited for (Y/N) and Meian’s date tonight!” The orange haired Wing Spiker gloats.

Sakusa’s scowl changes into disbelief and he whips his head into Bokuto’s and Atsumu’s direction.

”You’re joking right? You didn’t seriously set those two up for tonight.“ The Outside Hitter hisses at them.

“Why not? It’s ‘bout damn time somethin’ happened between ‘em. I cannot take their sexual tension anymore.“ Atsumu defends.

Sakusa scoffs in disgust and leaves the locker room to go home. Before he exits the room though, Bokuto calls after him.

“Omi! I will keep you updated on the lovebirds!“

Sakusa doesn’t reply and closes the door.

Inunaki waves his teammates over in a hurried manner and the rest gets changed quickly before moving over to their Libero.

“Okay guys, Meian will be out of the showers in a little bit, we only have a few minutes. So here’s the plan again. Meian and (Y/N) will meet each other at Ninja Ramen in about 45 minutes. What are you all going to say or write in the group chat when the clock strikes 18:00?“ Inunaki asks in the round.

“Samu needed help movin’ somethin’.“ Atsumu answers easily.

“The new Call of Duty Game came out and Bokkun and I forgot to pick it up and we only have today to pick it up before they send it back!“ Hinata adds.

“I twisted my ankle in the subway and Barnes needs to drive me home.“ Tomas sighs while crossing his arms over his chest.

Inunaki nods happily with every answer, giving his own reply after Tomas‘ answer.

“Great! Now let’s all get out of here!“ The light-haired Libero shoos the rest of the team out, except Meian who just turned the shower off.

Walking into the locker room with a black towel around his waist, Meian notices that it’s deadly quiet.

Not thinking much of it, he changes into a long-sleeved black polo shirt along with a pair of black ripped jeans and black-and-white All Star sneakers.

Spraying some perfume on him, he finishes packing his bag and heads out towards his car.

Noticing that some of the cars of the players are gone, Meian thinks that his teammates are already on their way to the restaurant.

After 15 minutes, Meian arrives in front of the colorful LED sign that reads ‘NINJA RAMEN’ in cursive writing.

What’s weird though is, that no members of the Jackals are in front of the restaurant.

The shop is open and he sees waiters walking around but he doesn’t see any familiar faces.

While Meian waits in his car, little rain droplets begin to fall on his windshield, the sound gently disturbing the silence.

After about 8 minutes of waiting, the time now being 17: 55, Meian gets out of his car and while he is walking towards the restaurant, he takes his phone out of his pocket and texts his teammates.

‘MSBY Jackals 🐾’

> Me <

Where are you guys? Aren’t we meeting at 18:00 @Ninja Ramen?

> Pestilence #1 <

Ahh sorry cap, Bo and I had to pick up the new COD game!

They would have sent it back otherwise and I already paid for it…

We won’t be able to make it sorry!😕

> Pestilence #2 <

What he said 🤩☝🏻

> Pestilence #3 <

Samu needed help movin a new cabinet into his apartment,

sorry it was last minute won’t make it either sorry 🤐

> Sakusa <

I am not coming anyway.

> Me <

Are you serious??😡 Barnes? Tomas? Inunaki?

> Barnes <

Adriah twisted his ankle badly in the subway, taking him home

we won’t make it either

> Inunaki <

Yeah my dog ate something bad I have to take him to the vet sorry

> Me <

Well I am going home then if no one is coming…

> Pestilence #3 <

(Y/N) is comin tho. Just have dinner with her 😁

As Meian is about to turn around and leave, you show up.

Slightly drenched from the sudden rain, you tighten your jacket a little bit more around yourself.

Taking your headphones out of your ears you give him a tight smile and pack your headphones away into your bag.

‘’Where is everyone? We are both on time” you question him.

Meian heaves out a deep sigh before he answers you.

“They bailed on us, it’s just you and me. I hope that’s okay” The Captain rubs his neck nervously.

Honestly, you could scream right now. Out of excitement or frustration, you’re not really sure about that.

Somehow you get the feeling that the scheming members of your team have something to do with this.

Nonetheless, you give him a small smile and nod.

Meian returns your smile and opens the door for you to enter first. The doorbell chimes softly with your arrival.

Quietly thanking him for opening the door, you walk in and that amazing smell of Ramen broth is immediately hitting your nose.

You can feel your stomach grumbling and Meian follows you inside.

It is a busy night, a lot of people are occupying the tables, laughing and drinking with family or friends.

A waitress comes around the corner and greets the both of you warmly, she beckons you to follow her, while she carries two menus in her hands.

As you both sit down, she puts the menus on your table and writes down the drinks you and Meian have ordered.

It is quiet for a while, neither of you know how to start the conversation or in other words how to address the elephant in the room.

“Meian I -”, “(Y/N) listen -” you both start.

“Go ahead.” He beckons you.

You weren’t exactly sure where to start. Apologizing seems the best way to start the conversation.

“I just want to start by saying how sorry I am to have burst in the locker rooms the other day. I-I thought everyone has already left and I didn’t expect to see you still in there. Naked. B-Barely covered.” Squeaking like a shy little mouse, your voice gets quieter at the end of your sentence.

You can feel your cheeks and your neck heating up like crazy and you don’t have the nerve to look at the Captain's face.

For a few seconds Meian is not saying anything until he chuckles a little bit and leans forward to meet your eyes that are still focused on the table.

“(Y/N). (Y/N), look at me. Please.” He pleads in a soft voice.

You force yourself to look up, straighten your posture and he gives you a warm smile with a look of adoration and… something else you can’t quite place.

His pupils are dilated as he stares at you.

Only a person in deep love would look at another person like Meian is looking at you right now.

“It was just the wrong time at the wrong place. Accidents happen.” He begins.

The waitress comes back with your drinks and writes down your order of two dishes of Miso Ramen with pork.

Leaving you two alone again, Meian continues where he was left off.

He clears his throat and a small blush decorates his cheeks. Looking at his massive hands, he fidgets a little bit before looking at you again.

“I just wanted to apologize as well. I am sorry that I didn’t talk to you after the incident happened. I just felt you’re too uncomfortable around me and I didn’t want to make it worse.”

“You don’t make me uncomfortable at all! I just… I really like you Meian. I thought if I didn’t talk to you anymore my feelings for you would disappear.” Quickly realizing what you just said your eyes feel like they bulge out of your sockets and you place your hands against your face to hide the shame.

“Please ignore what I just said. This was a bad idea.” You try to get up and leave but Meian snatches your wrist before you can disappear.

“No! Wait! Please don’t walk away again! I feel the same way about you (Y/N)” The Middle Blocker confesses.

Did you hear that right? The Captain of a professional Volleyball team likes you too?!

You sit down again but Meian doesn’t let go of your hands, instead he tightens his hold around them.

“I liked you for quite some time now, I was just honestly sure you didn’t like me in the same way. But you have no idea how happy it makes me right now to hear you say that.” He begins to lace your fingers together with his gorgeous smile.

You blush at his comment and as you are about to reply, the waitress comes with your mouth-watering ramen.

It is now a very nice atmosphere, the two of you talking about your favorite shows, your high school lives and about the team.

After dinner is over, Meian pays for your guys’ food and opens the door for you like the gentleman he is.

It is still pouring outside and you turn towards each other, getting wet by the rain.

The temperature has cooled down, making your breaths visible to the eye. Yet the cold doesn’t bother either of you. The thought of knowing that you return each others’ feelings makes your heart warm enough.

“So… I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, Meian.” You stare into his dark eyes while rubbing your cold hands together.

“Call me Shūgo. Do you want me to drive you home? My car is right over there.” He suggests.

“No it’s okay the train station is not far from here.” You assure him.

Meian steps a little bit closer to you and takes your cold hands into his warm ones.

“I know this seems kind of forward… but ever since I saw you for the first time, I really wanted to kiss you. Can I?” He whispers, his face coming closer to yours.

You answer him by removing your hands from his and stand on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck to pull him towards you.

Feeling his soft lips against yours makes your body explode in fireworks. Meian envelopes his arms around your hips and pulls you even closer to him.

The rain makes this kiss even better, it feels more romantic, more intimate.

The two of you continue to kiss, feeling his tongue trying to enter your mouth, you grant him access and the Captain begins to explore your mouth.

Fingers carding through his now very wet hair, he sighs heavily and swallows your moans.

Finally pulling apart from each other what feels like an eternity, you are both panting and smiling at each other like idiots in love. Which you are.

“Do you want to come back to my place?” He grins at you cheekily.

“So bad.” You grin back and follow him to his car.

-Le next day -

Everyone except Meian is already in the locker room the next morning. Oddly enough no one questions it because they can already guess why the Captain is late.

As soon as the rest enters the gym, they are greeted by the sight of gross PDA between their Captain and their manager.

You try to push Meian away with a blush and a smile on your face as he follows you around trying to hug you.

“Shūgo, stop it! They will be here any second” you scold him in a laughing voice.

“No can do baby, you’re just so soft. Wanna hug you all the time.” He wraps his strong arms around your waist from behind and peppers your cheek with his soft kisses, making you giggle like a fourteen-year old in love.

No one says anything. They just stand by the entrance and watch in a mix of happiness, cringe and disgust at the sight.

Sakusa turns to his teammates with a pissed expression, as begins to walk in.

“This is all your fault. I would rather take the silent treatment act over this any day.”

“What have we done?” Inunaki asks with a shuddering voice.

@rukia-uchiha-98 @lyditheoverthinker @writtenbynightlock @nerd-of-karasuno

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sktsficrecs · 1 year

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Title: Three Sheets to the Wind

Words: 117k

Tags: pirates, enemies to lovers, a lil bit of slow burn

Summary:

The last place on earth Sakusa Kiyoomi wants to be is on this godforsaken ship sailing across the seas to attend a boring science lecture, but it is a necessary evil if he wishes to avoid attending his grandmother's birthday celebrations.

That is, until his ship is boarded by a band of pirates and Kiyoomi finds himself in extremely unwanted company.

He can cope with most of the rambunctious crew; though they're armed to the hilt, they're relatively harmless.

He cannot, however, cope with human hurricane Miya Atsumu.

Thoughts: here’s another long ass fic that I can’t stop thinking about. Fr lives in my mind rent free

Link:

#haikyuu!!#miya atsumu #sakuatsu #sakusa kiyoomi #fic rec #fic recs #msby black jackal #skts #reading recommendations #slow burn #haikyuu #smut #enemies to lovers #pirates #gay pirates #long

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qtipcottonbuds · 2 years

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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 '𝟮𝟮 ; 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝘼𝙏𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙐 [SEMI-PUBLIC + CLOTHED SEX]

jealous atsumu when someone won’t take no for a answer for yous lot tbh i rushe dthis o balls

warnings ;; possible mild language, jealousy, jealous sex, semi-public sex, clothed sex (sort of), humiliation and slight degradation, rough-ish sex, atsumu is vulgar in this i apologize etc

by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.

𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗠𝗨 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥;

“C’mon, answer it. Wouldn’t wanna keep him waitin,’ sweetheart, would ya?”

The mobile phone continues to buzz atop the bedside table, vibrating against the wood; and it’s irritating, grating at his ears, but more than anything, the bright screen flashing intermittently with both the number, and their name, is what gets Atsumu the most. Always ringing near enough to every hour of everyday - you were too soft, too sweet, brushing them off gently - you didn’t want any confrontation. But, Atsumu knew, he knew first hand their intentions.

It was far from innocent.

Keening into his hand, muffling your whines, you insistently shake your head back at him - maybe if he was in your position, Atsumu would consider responding in the same manner you just had. Resisting initially, and attempting to shrug his palm firmly situated across your lips off to stop him; it was adorable, the eagerness of your will to fight back, to push him off. Yet, only to relax in the said hold, complacent and pliable with each roll of his hips, slow and methodical, sinking deeper, kissing your insides. A perverse pacifier.

(People aren’t kind, and Atsumu is far from kind).

“Well, if you ain’t gonna do it, I’ll do it for ya.”

Leaning downwards and grasping onto the mobile, Atsumu swipes across the call button allowing it to connect; a smile, plastered with ill-intent, on his lips. His gaze is heavy, holding your own, and he can tell you hate it. The helplessness, the fear - a restrained pleading to stop - if anything, it was fueling the fire further.

“So, yer the so-called colleague, yeah? Workin’ with them on that project,'' a hum, masked with civility, “What’s with the confusion, m’sure ya know who I am, right? Most people do, when they listen. Are ya any good at listenin?’ Takin’ in information?”

Easing his grasp across your mouth, patting the side of your cheek affectionately, Atsumu rolls his hips yet again, languidly, the fat glans of his cock angling in such a way you abruptly arch up into the touch, your thighs parting wider, almost eagerly.

“Good, good. I like t’hear that. Love it when people listen, ya’know, makes ya feel heard. Seen. Anyway; I know all about ya. My sweetheart, pretty thing, too nice, too soft - just can’t be mean - but, I can. They told me everythin’. Askin’ ‘em for a date, not leavin’ ‘em alone, even when they said no. That they’ve got a boyfriend. Ya’know what no means, don’t ya?”

Sliding in with an audible squelch, he continues, tutting at the whine you let out.

“Y’wanna know why they were takin’ so long to respond, why they weren’t pickin’ up? ‘Cause we were fuckin,’” the audible spluttering on the other end of the receiver has Atsumu questioning how long he can maintain this facade, playing civil, when he’d rather lay them flat out cold, “I bet, you’ve thought about fuckin’ em too. Haven’t you? Creamin’ yourself over the thought of it, doing sappy shit. I can’t blame ya, I’m the same; but the difference is, I’m the one actually doing it - ya wanna hear it? A little ASMR for ya.”

Thumbing across the circular icon of the ‘speaker’ button, he repositions the mobile directly above the base of his cock, coated in a creamy ring, before dragging his cock back out, resting at the fat slit with a squelch!

Atsumu goes to respond, a petty remark on his lips, but the dial tone that cuts through the line confirms everything.

“I fuckin’ thought as much. Now, where were we, sweetheart?”

#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #kinktober with qtipcottonbuds #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #msby jackals #atsumu miya #atsumu smut #gender neutral character #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral insert #atsumu x gender neutral reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu x male reader #atsumu x female reader

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forusomimiya · 11 months

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Hiii <3 love your works! If you don’t mind I have a request for you 🥹 can you please write smut about Bokuto and his gf who didn’t do anything sexual yet? Like he’s her first and she wants to do stufff with him but being shy so when she or he is over for the night she asks him if she can just get to know his body lol since she never touched or seen it before and they’re just kissing while she gives him a handjob while he tries to look smug and cool but he’s actually flustered needy mess 😚😚😚

AAHHHHHHH im just AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH "she runs to her computer and types furiously" the image of bokuto trying to take control of the situation when in truth he is DESPERATE to stick his d!ck in a hole has me crazy 😩😩😩😩😩 my poor baby, what he does for love (enjoy <3)

“So… wanna hook up?” He settles into the sofa and stretches an arm across the backrest as he looks at you and asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Maybe?" A small acceleration in your heartbeat alerts you to a possible rejection. Maybe it was normal that Bokuto still didn't want to have sex with you but, fuck, it wasn't the first time you'd been kissing while you jerking him off, or he'd observed the wetness in your panties and proceeded to eat you out. But never anything more than that, and you wanted it.

A lot.

"Just let me touch you… a little more than other times… please" you move to his neck and finish the sentence by kissing him. Warm skin scented with citrus. "oh baby…" he warns as he squirms in the seat. "things are getting interesting down here" his nervous laugh prompts you to glance sideways at his crotch. Clearly and as you expected, he's getting hard.

"so, what do you say to my offer?" you run your hand down his abdomen and continue down until you reach his bulge, more prominent than a few seconds ago and with the fabric of his pants taut. But Bokuto doesn't mind, in fact it makes him hotter, and he raises his hips in search of more contact with you.

"Yes… I say yes" you keep moving down until you brush your fingers along the seam near his ass. "But… ju-just tell me what you want."

“You, Boo”

"And how do you want me? Hmm? wanna details… please" Bokuto has closed his eyes, possibly to concentrate on your caresses, kisses, and the scene he will recreate in his mind with what you are going to tell him next.

"Just wanna be yours, fucking yours. Wanna ya to take me like you've been wanting to all these months, but haven't dared to do… I've watched you devour me with your eyes, and despite getting your attention several times, you still haven't make a move on the board." You bring your hand up and work your way inside his pants, stretching his underwear until you reach up to touch his cock and pull it out. "Right pretty boy?"

You move slowly up and down as you keep whispering in his ear, lifting him to paradise with your words. You haven't the slightest idea what's going through his head, but you know he's trying to resist and is clearly making a fool of himself.

"Look at you… trying to keep control of the situation when in truth you are so desperate that you can't take any more… If so, fuck me now" the presemen sliding down the tip of his cock confirms it. Little spasms accompany him as you stroke the hole clean and take him into your mouth.

Watching him doing that wasn't the best idea.

"Shit, you fucking cumslut" in one swift movement he has you sprawled out on the couch. A moan escapes your lips as you feel yourself trapped from both hands. "You just like to tease, don't you?" He lifts your dress to find you wearing absolutely nothing underneath, getting your legs to spread and your back to arch as he watches as he stares at your pussy, mouth salivating. "Wow… you had it ready, is that it?" you groan again and clench just hearing his words.

This is the Bokuto you wanna see.

He hurries to take his cock and run it up and down your thigh, watching as it stains your skin from the leaks, though now he's not the only one now dripping. "Fuck baby… if you wanted me so bad you just had to say so… You've been in my head so many nights baby, so many nights wishing I could take this little cunt, that now I have you here and I can give you everything you need."

Goddamn it. You just want him to stop talking and fuck you. Your desperate moans help incriminate you and get his attention.

"Easy pretty, coming… I was just watching you get a little wetter for me, you needy little…" He positions himself between your legs and pumps his cock a couple of times before sliding past your entrance and slipping in your flow, taking advantage of the lubrication from your cum to ram into you all at once and steal your breath away.

"I didn't promise to be kind…"

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yoomiomiki · 2 years

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Rich boy! Kiyoomi fucking you senseless in his bed while you wear his necklace with your initials on it because when would you ever learn to stop spending your own money and letting him provide for you . You needed to be taught a lesson and the only way to do it is to fuck some sense into you . If not , how would you learn ?

A/n : Creds to @oomisluvr for richboy!sakusa

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kitasgloves · 5 months

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Sexy Escapades ft. MSBY 4

— ♬ NSFW, MINORS DNI, female reader but can be interpreted as gender-neutral, haikyuu timsekip

BOKUTO KOUTARO

(doggystyle & cowgirl)

Oh boy he's a pounder

He likes to grab your ass during doggy and it for sure leaves red marks

I'm losing my mind thinking about Bokuto grabbing your wrists from behind and pulling your body against him whenever he thrusts forward, would literally make you go cross-eyed

He's a sucker when you ride him, he'd literally beg you to ride his cock

He'd be all grabby, his hands aren't stuck in one place. He'd grab your waist, squeeze your breasts, or caress your face

I'd like to imagine when he's close, he'd grab you by both of your arms or by your neck (if he's feeling aggressive) and he'd thrust his hips upward frantically until he cums

"Oh, fuck baby, take that! Take all of it"

HINATA SHOYO

(pussyeating & facesitting)

Ninja Shoyo is a whole new breed bro oml

He's a giver I just know ittttt

He's eager to please but knows how to tease and rile you up until you beg for it

Going feral thinking about him burying his face into your cunt and just lapping all of your juices like a thirsty man left in the desert

He'd play with your clit. He'd lick, suck, and even grazes his teeth against it to scare or excite you

He'll use his fingers, burying them deep into your dripping pussy

Literally, eyes shut, groaning because he can feel you close to cumming on his tongue

My man enjoys facesitting. Don't even worry about suffocating him if you got thick thighs or a fat ass

He'd grip your thighs hard then knead them as he passionately eats you out until you're about to collapse

He'd probably unintentionally overstimulate you, oops

"Come on, give it to me babe. Give me everything"

MIYA ATSUMU

(finger fucking & thigh riding)

Idk about y'all but I think Atsumu has those dangerously precise fingers that know where to find the perfect spot inside of you that makes you scream

Doesn't even take more than five minutes and he has you close to cumming around his thick and talented fingers

He'd use three to four fingers frantically pumping inside of you, while he uses his thumb to massage your clit

Would literally make you see stars omg

He's the type to look you dead in the eye and lick your cum off his fingers with a smug smirk SOMEONE PLS CHECK ON MY PULSE RIGHT NOW

Okay, he's got NFTs; Nice Fucking Thighs. And he knows how to use them.

He'd grab you by the waist and tell you to grind on his thigh. If he's feeling generous he'd help you cum by grinding his thigh up and down your clit.

Doesn't mind you making a mess on his thighs, he'd ask you to lick it all off anyway.

"Yer really nasty aren't ya sweetheart? Yeah, just like that, lick yer cum off my thigh and I'll treat ya real good"

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

(fingering & missionary)

Those bendy wrists are perfect for fingering I said what I said. It's a great exercise for him

When he fingers you, it's slow and passionate. He takes his time analyzing what makes you feel good. He lives for those tiny reactions like gasps and whimpers whenever his fingers brush a particular spot

He'd alternate from one hand to another after he makes you cum. He'd bury his face against your neck and whisper nasty shit to you that brings you to the edge.

Sakusa likes missionary fight me on this bitch. He likes seeing his partner's reactions when he pounds into them slowly.

He goes slow and hard, you'll feel every hard thrust and it will make your eyes roll back each time

If he's feeling aggressive he'd have a hand around your neck too.

When he's close, he'd grab both of your legs and place them over his shoulders. He'd lean forward and start to pound at the same pace but this time he's deeper

Will literally leave you convulsing when cum.

"Fuck! You like that? Of course, you do darling. Ready to give me one more?"

BONUS: squirting or creampie?

Squirting:

Hinata (he thinks it's fun)

Atsumu (sometimes)

Sakusa (a shocker, I know)

Creampie:

Bokuto (is literally obsessed)

Atsumu (is an enthusiast)

#— ♬ ©kitasgloves #haikyuu #haikyuu fic #haikyuu smut #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu msby #msby black jackal #msby x reader #bokuto koutarou #bokuto x reader #hinata shouyou #hinata x reader #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa x reader

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koushuwu · 5 months

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» 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢’𝐦 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 (𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱) *:･ﾟ✧

» 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: hinata shoyo x reader | 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 4,2k | hq masterlist

» 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: hinata shoyo both lives and loves freely, and he ain’t ashamed. neither is he opposed to sharing some of that loving with a fan, when said fan so clearly finds him cute.

» 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 (𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬): afab!reader, multiple writing styles, alcohol consumption, smut, one night stand, feet (a little bit), slight body worship, nipple play, spit, fingering, consensual sex, no editing we die like neji. lmk if i missed something.

» 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: @tyga-lily (i hope that it's okay to tag you in this, since shoyo is your mans.)

MSBY!shoyo who has always had a very lively personality, having more than once been referred to as a “sunshine boy”. by many a different person, mind you. so of course it’s only natural that he’d be one to very much enjoy the party scene with his fellow black jackals.

MSBY!shoyo who finds himself the life of the party, with his drawing personality, his carefree demeanor, his quick radiant smiles and his fiery passion. with bokuto by his side especially, it was hard to believe anyone could not enjoy themselves. that is, of course, unless they were sakusa, who’d generally rather be home than on a night out, no matter the company. especially at atsumu’s favorite club of all places.

MSBY!shoyo who’s sending the bartender a bright smile, when he sat a drink down in front of him. “from the young lady over there.”

MSBY!shoyo who had had this happen before, but the bubbling joy never seized to erupt every single time, and he couldn’t help turning that bright contagious smile towards you across the club. his smile widening when you look away, bashful, before meeting his gaze with a fire that matched his own passion to a t.

MSBY!shoyo who got pulled back to the present by bokuto’s chiding “oh, she’s cute.” the electrifying moment crackling but never breaking, as shoyo turned to his friend and teammate with a grin as big as bokuto’s spread across his face. bokuto’s grin rivaling that of shoyo’s in contagiousness. again; unless you’re sakusa, who’d still rather be home, watching on in distaste.

MSBY!shoyo who glanced down at the cocktail in front of him, then looking back up at you. only now you were nowhere to be seen. he scanned the crowd for a glimpse of you, but between the many partygoers, he didn’t stand a chance, instead taking a sip of the vibrant cocktail in front of him. it was good. really good. and somehow that made him yearn for you to return to his line of sight.

MSBY!shoyo who found you later on the dancefloor. the bass was thumping and as he moved towards his table, and there you were. right in front of him, dancing with your friend. or he thought it was your friend. stopping in his track, he watched you spin around. and that’s when your eyes met his. for one split second, you seemed surprised to see him, but then you smiled.

MSBY!shoyo who feels entranced by the smile you sent him. by the glimmer in your eye and by the energy that surrounded you like an aura. who couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder at the draw you exuded toward him. the draw, that pulled him in, like other people had told him over the years he did to them.

MSBY!shoyo whose eyes followed your movements as you danced. who followed the move of your hands as one found his, and pulled him close. “hinata shoyo, right?”

MSBY!shoyo who knew you were a fan, the moment you said his name, but didn’t even care when you looked at him like that. who’d been with a fan on more than one occasion. it was all the same to him. a nights fun was a nights fun, no matter with whom, to him. but even so, he’d be lying if he said there wasn’t something magnetic about you. something a little out of the ordinary, compared to the rest. but no one asked, so he didn’t tell. at least, not yet.

MSBY!shoyo who couldn’t help but smile even bigger as you pulled him closer. as he pulled you closer in turn, and as you moved with him. as he moved with you.

MSBY!shoyo who despite lacking in some aspects as a kid found his rhythm fast. since going pro and since joining the black jackals. and especially since meeting atsumu and bokuto again, had learned that he, as atsumu phrased it, had moves. he knew how to move and he knew how to guide you as he did.

MSBY!shoyo who’d become so accustomed to the move of his own body on the dancefloor that he’d expected himself not to get flustered when your hand trailed over his skin. but he did. his heart may have stuttered and his movements faltered for a single moment in time. but then the next beat of the music boomed from the speakers and he’d already found his footing once more.

MSBY!shoyo who knew it was coming, but still felt heat clouding his features when your fingers traced the nape of his neck, testing the waters as you slit them further up, burying your fingers in his beautiful red hair. whose eyes stayed locked on yours the entire time as you moved together.

MSBY!shoyo whose eyes fluttered shut when you pushed up to your toes, lips gracing his softly. he felt it in every fiber. every single cell of his being when you kissed him. when he kissed you back. who felt the entire world fall away as he let himself get lost in the moment. in the closeness and in the taste of your lips. who chased after your lips when you pulled back, that contagious smile still lingering. who opened his eyes to watch you just as you opened your mouth to speak. “i got you my favorite,” you told him. “i wanted to see what it’d taste like on your tongue.” he smiled at that and asked “and? was it to your liking?” your laugh sounded above the music, like a calling to him that he’d never known he longed for. “hmm. hard to tell.” you smiled, pulling him back in by the collar. “might need to have another taste, just to be sure.”

MSBY!shoyo who brought you with him home to his hotel that night, knowing that the tabloids would blow it up, given the chance, but he didn’t mind. shoyo lived his life and he wasn’t ashamed. not one bit and he never would be. he lived and he loved. and he did it freely. especially with someone as cute as you. so he took you to his back home to his hotel.

MSBY!shoyo who spent the entire ride back lively and brightly. not once allowing the mood to turn awkward. not once letting a single uncomfortable silence settle. not that he particularly tried to fill the silence. it was just natural to him. second nature and hadn’t it been what gravitated you towards him? who was delighted to find, that you filled up half of the space and the silence yourself, perfectly bouncing off his energy with your own. it was stunning really, and shoyo found himself drawn to you, just as well as you had been him.

MSBY!shoyo who could still taste you pleasantly lingering on the tip of his tongue as you stepped into the elevator by his side, grateful to have found the streets empty outside his hotel. who let his fingers trace the back of your hands, a lopsided smile pulling at his lips as you turned your hand and interlocked your fingers with his.

MSBY!shoyo who led the way out of the elevator. down the hall. briefly stopping before the door to his room before letting the both of you inside. the room that he thankfully had to himself. could you imagine? sharing a room with sakusa would have given the poor guy a heart attack if he’d known what was about to go down in that very room. truthfully, it probably would anyway, even if it wasn’t his room. but alas. the room was hinata’s alone and he was not about to pass that opportunity by.

MSBY!shoyo who was eager in many a setting, but for once didn’t feel any rush. no better way to get with someone, than allowing the both of you to enjoy the experience. allowing you to indulge. to have fun and take your time. that was his philosophy at least, when it came to sex. especially with one night stands. to kick things back and just enjoy. no rush. no hurry. so he led you inside, guiding you to the bed and gently setting you on the edge and dropped to his knees. not that he was about to propose, but those heels looked awfully painful.

MSBY!shoyo who lifted one of your feet from the floor and undid the strap, sliding it off. and then the other, fingers gliding over your skin in relaxed confidence. something he’d learned over the years that now came to him like second nature.

MSBY!shoyo who couldn’t read your mind, but definitely noticed the way you admired him on the floor in front of you. who couldn’t read the thoughts on him, that went through your head. he was cute. he had energy. he had stamina. he was fun. he was passionate. he was eager. he had this air around him. confidence. that’s what you saw when you looked at him. and it was sexy. painstakingly so. all these things, something that shoyo didn’t know. but he saw the glimmer in your eye, and who was he to let you wait?

MSBY!shoyo who lifted your bare foot higher in the air, and planted a kiss at your ankle, relishing in the little visible shudder coursing through you. cute. he did it again. and again. each kiss edging just a little further up, tasting the skin of your calf.

“hina—“

“shoyo,” he said. “call me shoyo.” he looked up at you from the floor. a playful glimmer in his eye and a joyful smile at his lips.

“shoyo,” you repeated in agreement. tasting his name as if you hadn’t already put the name in your mouth numerous times before. but never like this though. never with him. always, always, always in conversation with friends. family. fans. but this? this was different.

MSBY!shoyo who relished in the sound of his name spilling from you lips. he smiled. chuckled. he looked up at you, anticipation reflected in your eyes as they followed his every move. every single one of his movements as he moved up further, kissing the side of your knee before licking a stripe up your inner thigh. the fact that you were wearing a dress, no tights, was like a gift bestowed on him as he tasted your skin. your hand shoved into his soft fiery locks as your breathing hitched when he blew his warm breath across the saliva on your leg.

MSBY!shoyo who, despite being eager and energetic, took the time stop and make sure you actually wanted this. who asked you more than once if you were sure. if you were okay with anything he did. because you may have wanted him when you left the club with him, but that didn’t mean you still did. shoyo was a free spirit and a respectful one at that. so he asked. and once he’d got you splayed out on his hotel bed, clothes discarded on the floor, he asked you again. but this time, he asked you something different.

“What do you want me to do?” his breath against your skin sent a shiver through your body as goosebumps rose across your flesh. this time not a ‘are you sure?’, ‘do you still want this?’ or a ‘are you feeling okay?’ but simply a request for you to indulge him. to play with him.

“touch me,” you told him, the alcohol in your system stripping you of any embarrassment sober you might’ve felt by speaking your mind like this. but tipsy you? tipsy you wanted his hands on your body and tipsy you weren’t afraid to say so.

“where?” he asked. “if we’re gonna do this, we might as well have a good time, yeah?” it was more of a statement than a question really, because it was simple. of course you might. and that was the thing shoyo really wanted most. to ensure that the both of you were having the best time that you could on this one night together. you were just about to reply when a mischievous glimmer played in his eyes. “here?” he asked, bringing his hands up to cup your tits. you nodded when he pinched one nipple between his fingers. that made his lips split in a big, beautiful, blinding grin. then he dipped and took your other nipple between his lips and suckled.

there was a breathy sound escaping your lips when his teeth graced the sensitive nub, making your back arch off the bed. he did it again, rolling your other nipple between his fingers at the same time.

“shoyo–” you whined, the last note drawing out as his tongue flicked around your nipple. he looked up at you and finally released you, tongue sticking out and a little bit of spit trickling onto your exposed skin. the glimmer in his eyes was captivating. entrancing. the smile on his face was dazzling. drawing. he was looking at you, as if you were quite literally the only woman in the world, and even if he might not be yours to keep, it never felt forced. maybe because to him, at that moment, you were in fact very much the only woman that mattered, and he absolutely made sure that you felt it.

“where?” he asked you again, this time pausing to let you reply. to let you tell him what and where you wanted him to touch. and so you did. you took his hand in yours and guided it down. down. down. down. until his fingers rested against your sex.

“here,” you said and he grinned back at you. drawing indeed.

“oh? this pretty little lady?” he asked, letting his fingers slide between your folds, feeling the slick against them. “happy to oblige,” he said. you sucked in a breath as his digits danced over your clit. he was good. really good. the playful melody of his fingers was lighthearted. fun. good. perfect. something so different to anything you’d ever tried with any one night stand before, and for a moment you couldn’t believe your luck, that he’d taken you home. you. out of all the people he could have pulled from the bar, he’d picked you. a fan of his no less. the next moment you remembered that you had indeed been pretty straightforward with you advantages from the very start. but who could blame you really? the guy was cute as hell. little did you know that shoyo really hadn’t planned on taking anyone home at all. he never did when these sort of things happened. but your straightforward approach had been exactly what captivated him. you’d let him have a glance, but you hadn’t pushed. not until he was right there in front of you again. and at that point, he’d already been looking for you for hours. the trap already snapped closed, even if you’d never truly expected it to play out like that. but it did.

the temperature rose like a crescendo between the two of you. a moan fell from your lips and shoyo smiled. his eyes locked onto your and held your gaze in place. there was something about the way he looked at you right then, that made it feel impossible for you to look away. so you didn’t.

“give me your hand,” he prompted, reaching out. you placed your hand in his, gaze still interlocked with his. fingers slid gingerly over your skin as he let them glide from your hand, up to your wrist, circling it softly. drawing your hand towards him, he opened his mouth, tongue sticking out. his thumb grazed your palm, then pressed lightly. you straightened your fingers at his silent command. you couldn’t help but feel drawn in by him as he put your fingers to his mouth, tongue sliding in between them. around them. pulling them in. he was mesmerizing. even more so than you’d ever imagined, watching him play or participate in interviews. like he was a completely different league.

as much as you probably could have tried to keep your voice back, you didn’t. you mewled. you keened. and he hadn’t even entered you yet. he hadn’t entered you yet. he should– he bit down gently on your knuckles, and you whined as you felt yourself tightening around nothing. he should–

“shoyo–” you whined. again. but you didn’t care. because you were here and he was here and you were together and that’s what mattered. “inside, too. please,” you pleaded. and he smiled, removing your fingers from his mouth.

“okay,” he agreed. he didn’t press inside. instead he shifted in the bed, placing himself on his knees between your legs. and that’s when your eyes grew wide, because with your hand pressed to the mattress, his fingers caressed your skin. from your wrist, down the inside of your forearm, making you shudder. then, down the side of your ribs, over your hip and then to your thigh. he pushed it down. out. and then he did something you hadn’t expected him to. gaze still trained on yours, he let a dribble of spit fall from his lips. the cold, wet sensation sent a pleasurable ripple through your body. from your very core and through every little inch, ebbing out as it reached your fingertips. goosebumps broke out across your skin, amplified only by the way he looked at you. and looked at you. you looked back. captivated. as if you couldn’t truly look away. lacing his fingers between yours on one hand, the other found your pussy again, tracing through the slick of his own spit and your arousal.

“last chance to back out,” he said when one finger pressed against your entrance. it was soft. imødekommende. understanding. but you just shook your head. you wanted him, and he clearly wanted you.

“not gonna happen,” you told him, tone equally soft. a little teasing. he grinned. he did that a lot, you noted. and then he pressed inside.

shoyo was as giver. he enjoyed the playful thrill of pleasuring his partner. of giving, and giving, and giving. making his partner feel good. happy. it was a feeling like no other. and that was exactly the feeling he reveled in, that very moment, as he worked you open. as he stretched your pussy, first making room for one more finger, and then as he slowly thrust them into your heat, again and again.

your own grip tightened in his, moan after whine after mewl after whimper spilling into the scorching air around you, mixing in with his labored breathing, in a wondrous, beautiful symphony. rising and falling in perfect harmony, the filthy squelches of his fingers picking up pace, bullying into you, making for the steady bass of the sweet orchestration.

somehow, shoyo knew exactly how to angle his fingers to hit just that perfect spot inside. to go just deep enough. honestly that should not have been legal. and yet somehow he managed it.

the hold around your hand loosened, but only long enough for shoyo to nestle the palm of his own hand against the back of yours, digits once again slipping between yours, and squeezed it lightly. it tingled. you didn’t know why, but it did. every little bit of skin that he touched was buzzing, as if electric. charged. charged like the feeling in the pit of your stomach; rising expectantly. reaching. stretching towards the peak of crescendo, each tone strumming higher and higher in pitch. shoyo curled his fingers, thumb caressing your hand as he continued to pump into you. you hadn’t expected him to make you cum, honestly. not because you thought he’d be bad in bed, but first times and one night stands often left a lot to be desired for you, because you simply didn’t know each others bodies well enough. so you hadn’t expected him to manage it. at the very least not this fast. but you felt the rise, rapidly approaching the climax you hadn’t been prepared for. but when he brushed deep inside you once more, you welcomed it, as it washed over you in a delicious flow of heat. it wasn’t fireworks going off inside. it wasn’t an earth shattering crash of pleasure snapping in your core. it was warm, comforting pleasure rolling through you like the waves lapping at the shore on a quiet summer night, and it was perfect. shoyo smiled at the sound of his name, softly sliding off your tongue like a contented sigh. he held you until the waves of pleasure ebbed out, thinning to a pleasant hum.

“good?” he asked you when he sensed you were back. that you’d come down from your high.

“good,” you confirmed, voice soft and flashed him a lazy grin of your own.

“good,” he said, lifting your hand to his lips. they were soft. softer than any guy’s lips you’d ever felt, as he kissed the palm of your hand. then he kissed it again. “i’m glad,” he said, breath hot as it spread against your wrist before his lips pressed against it. your skin tingled. the sensation sending new heat surging down your spine. spreading and once more made you long for his touch. for more. for him. shoyo seemed to sense the charged atmosphere. the way you looked at him, because he chuckled as he kissed your wrist once more.

“shoyo,” you said, and he looked at you, still standing tall between your thighs.

“hm?”

“instead of my wrist, maybe you could kiss me instead. or better yet, you could fuck–” your words cut off when he pressed leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. he guided your hand into his hair as he kissed you, just as you’d asked. his warm cock bumping against your abdomen as he adjusted over you. the kiss was short and he pulled back, nipping at your lower lip as he did. you chased his lips, but he just grinned at your efforts.

“that’s just want i wanted to hear,” he told you and then kissed you again. and again. and again and again and again. and even through kisses, it didn’t take long before shoyo had successfully slid the rubber in place, tip now excitedly slipping through the wetness of your cunt. “how do you want it?” he asked you, and there was another shiver rippling through you. you never thought you’d get excited by talking in bed, but the the way shoyo did it was– well it was hot. incredibly so. something about the way he considered you, even for a one time fling. the sheer confidence of his bright and attentive aura. it gave you the confidence as well, to be free and to ask of him exactly what you wanted.

“from behind,” you said. “i like it from behind.”

“alright, princess. turn around,” he told you. it wasn’t a command. a simple instruction that you found yourself eager to follow. and so you did, feeling his gaze on you as you did. he was admiring you. every single inch of skin. every curve, crevice and crease as you turned. you were beautiful in every sense of the word to him, honestly. he let you settle into the position that was the most comfortable for you, and didn’t touch you before then. as you rested against the bed, ass raised in silent invitation, he finally did touch you. one single finger traced the curve of your spine, from between your shoulders and all the way down to your tailbone. featherlight and burning hot at the same time. he drew circles across your skin before finally resting his palm against your hip. with the other, he lined himself up with your entrance, and then stopped.

“shoyo. fuck me, please.” you told him, before he had the time to ask if you were sure. if you were ready. if you were comfortable, or anything else along those lines. you’d have to admit that it was insanely hot that he did so, but right now– right now you wanted nothing more than for him to get inside you, and you were not going to waste any more time than absolutely necessary before you got what you wanted. shoyo clearly got the memo, because his hold tightened on your hip and his cock pressed against your cunt, stretching as it pushed inside. slowly. slowly. ever so slowly. but oh so absolutely delicious and despite your impatience to have him sheathed inside of you, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

MSBY!shoyo who never had any second thoughts about having sex with a fan. he lived and he loved freely, and he wasn’t going to let anyone stop him from doing just that, for as long as he was single. and so he chose to love you, that night. to give you everything you wanted. to give you all of him that you wanted.

MSBY!shoyo who’d done this kind of thing more than once. and who’d had a night partner slip him their number before they left more than once as well. but this time. maybe. just maybe, he’d keep it. this time. maybe. just maybe, a one night stand could be allowed to turn into a two nights stand. or maybe. just maybe–

*:･ﾟ✧ thank you for reading ♡

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