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hoejosatoru · 4 months
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Roster Hopper - Nekoma edition
The Nekoma version of my original Karasuno roster hopper fic. That version can be found here
Pairings: Fem!Reader x Kuroo, Kenma, Yamamoto, Yaku, and Lev (all separately) I know this isn’t the entire roster like Karasuno, but I feel like I don’t know any of the other Nekoma players enough to write about them so we had to improvise adapt and overcome. Players named are bolded in their part of the story if you’d like to jump to a specific player.
Summary: You make a bet with you friend that you can sleep through the members of the college volleyball team you manage. Once again y/f/n = your friends name bc I didn’t feel like making one up<3
Word count: 5.4k
Warnings: sex with multiple characters (separately), fingering, raw sex, semi public sex, mask play, a little biting, (fake) blood mentioned, drinking, mirrors, face sitting, light ass slapping, finger in ass, squirting, scratching, a little over stimulation idk if I missed something lol also not proof read 
“How long has this volley been going?” you asked, as you watched the ball fly over the net again.
“I lost count after 15,” your friend replied, equally as mesmerized as you were. It was both of your second years managing Nekoma University’s mens volleyball team and you still weren’t used to how good they were. Especially when it came to defense. Whenever they played against themselves it went on forever because they were so good at keeping the ball from touching the floor.
Finally, though, the ball dropped with a definitive thump. Coach Nekomata declared that everyone had to drop and do 20 push ups for sloppy play, earning a chorus of groans and grumbles.
“They act like somebody’s died when they have to do push ups,” you friend commented, “Especially Kenma.” You both snickered lightly at the grumpy look on the blond’s face as he half-assed the push ups. Which, of course, the coach called him out on.
“To be fair, I’d act the same way if I had to do push up,” you replied. Your eyes flittered over the men as they worked out. You had to admit, it wasn’t a bad view.
Your friend stepped closer to you, her voice dropping. “Would it be wrong to say I wish I was under some of them right now?” 
You grinned. “You just read my mind.” You tried to be professional in your role as manager, but you couldn’t deny there were some very attractive players. You were too scared to hook up with any of them in your first year, thinking it could mess up your position. As a second year, you realize it was not that serious at all. You hoped this was the year you found out if anyone on the team was good at things, ahem, outside of volleyball. “I’d ask who you think is the cutest, but the way you’re staring at Kuroo I think I’ve got my answer.”
Your friend smacked your arm and hushed you even though you were not being loud at all. “Shut up. But yeah, can you blame me?”
You shook your head. “Not at all. Kenma’s cute, but you know how I feel about gamers.”
Your friend rolled her eyes at you. “Of course you’d think Kenma’s cute. I have to say, though, that first year Lev is hot. And he’s super tall.” 
After a bit of chatting, you both agreed that the 5 hottest players on the team, in no particular order, were Kuroo, Kenma, Lev, Yamamoto, and Yaku. A very wide range of men, indeed, but all hot in their own way. 
When you guys were in the safety of the hallway filling up the water bottles, you couldn't help but take the conversation a step forward. “So who do we thinking is the best in bed?”
“Hmm,” your friend made a thinking face. “Kuroo. It’s gotta be. But I’m curious about Yamamoto. I mean he obviously is girl crazy, but does he know what to do when one is in front of him?”
You snorted with laughter. “I could see him being a minute man, but I want to have more faith in him. I’m interested in Kenma, I just get a vibe there could be a freak in there somewhere.”
Your friend snickered. “I bet he’d make you wear a maid outfit.” 
A voice silenced your laughter. “Um, are the water bottles ready?” You both colored, finding the subject of your laughter standing behind you. He gave you both a strange look, not understanding why you were both acting so weird.
“Oh! Yes sorry, Kenma. Here. We’ll take the rest in.” You shoved a bottle in his hand before yanking your friend back towards the gym to get out of that situation.
“Do you think he heard us?” y/f/n half whispered half laughed. 
“Don’t think so,” you replied, “But, hey, maybe we shoulda just asked him what he’s into. I’m curious.”
“I guess we’ll never know who's the best,” your friend sighed. You were about to agree when an idea hit you. A very stupid idea.
“Maybe we could,” you wiggled your eye brows.
Your friend frowned. “That look is never good. What do you mean?”
“I’ll hook up with the 5 of them and then I can rank ‘em so we’ll know for sure.” 
“Are you joking?” 
“I should be, but I’m not.” Your friend gave you a look. “Oh come on!! You said you were curious. It’s not that crazy.”
“It absolutely is that crazy,” your friend replied. “There's no way you could get through all five.”
“Is that a challenge I’m hearing?” 
“Yes, only because I am very curious and will get to laugh at you if it doesn’t work. It’s a win-win for me,” your friend teased.
You and your friend drew up the rules. You had to have sex with Kuroo, Kenma, Yaku, Lev, and Yamamoto without anyone on the team finding out. If anyone figures it out, game over. And to make things a little extra challenging, you agreed to do it before the semester ended. Given the school year just started, you figured it should be enough time. You put $300 on the line. And your pride, of course.
“Who are you gonna go for first?”
Your eyes flickered over to a certain mohawk-haired player with a smirk. “I’ve got an idea.”
***
There was one challenge you would have to deal with with almost all of the players on your list, save for Lev. The second and third years live in the team house, meaning you had to be strategic about where you hooked up with them. Going to them would be difficult, so you had to come up with ideas to inconspicuously get them to you. Luckily, Yamamoto gave you an in.
 “Ugh, I bombed that essay so bad,” he groaned after practice. “The professor said I could do corrections, but I wouldn’t even know where to start.”
Yaku gave him a pitiful look. “Well, I’m not gonna help you there.” The rest of the team filed out, not wanting to get stuck with that job.
“I could help you, Yamamoto,” you piped up from behind him. By the time he turned to face you, his cheeks were already tinted.
“R-really? You'd do that?” He asked. Though he was girl-crazy, he was still quite nervous around them. It was cute, though.
“Of course!” you replied. “Why don’t you come by my dorm tomorrow? My roommate will be out so we can work on it without distractions.”
Yamamoto couldn’t believe the manager he harbored a huge crush on was inviting him to her dorm room. He was suddenly very grateful for failing his essay. “That’s perfect, thank you so much!” You smiled. Too easy.
Yamamoto was in your dorm the next day, right on time. He looked a little nervous, as if he’d never been in a girl’s dorm room before. You thought he was gonna faint when you asked him to sit on the bed with you.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course!” you replied sweetly. “It’ll be easier to look at the essay together if we can be next to each other.” He didn’t argue, hopping up next to you, thighs brushing. You reckoned you could go for it right now and he wouldn’t even care about his essay, but you still wanted to help him out.
You skimmed the essay, which wasn't as bad as you thought it was, but definitely rough around the edges. You pointed out corrections and Yamamoto dutifully made the edits. It had been just about hour when you were certain his essay was perfect.
“This great, y/n,” Yamamoto stated, giving the paper one last read. “You saved my grade. I don’t know how I could thank you.” 
You smiled. “I’ve got an idea.”
Your tone made his eyes flicker up. “What's that?”
Might as well just go for it. “Wanna hook up?”
Yamamoto looked dumbfounded. “Are- are you serious?”
“Yeah I’ve been thinking about it since you got here,” you laughed with faux embarrassment, “Sorry if that’s weird. I just think you’re cute. We definitely don’t have to though.”
“No, I would love to,” he corrected you quickly. His eagerness made you giggle. 
“Let’s get this out of the way then?” You moved his laptop off his thighs and climbed on to them. Yamamoto didn’t even pinch himself because if this was a dream, he didn’t want to wake up. 
You kissed like that for awhile, allowing him to feel you up as you rocked against his strong thighs. He was an eager, deep kisser, as if he couldn’t get enough. He seemed a little timid to move things forward so you did it for him, pulling off your shirt and bra. 
“Fuck,” he groaned under his breath upon seeing you. 
You smiled. “You can touch them, you know.” He wasted no time taking your boobs in his warm, rough hands. He squeezed them as he kissed you before work his mouth down. He flicked his tongue over your nipple before sucking on it lightly. You rolled your hips into him as he alternated between sucking and squeezing your boobs.
“Feels good,” you encouraged, getting antsy for some relief for the tension growing in your lower tummy. You pulled Yamamoto down so you were lying down on the bed. His hand slid down your body and into your leggings. He let out another low curse feeling your wetness. His finger found your clit, rubbing circles as he continued to suck at your tits. You pressed your body closer to him as your pleasure heightened. He responded to you by slipping a finger inside you, curling into your g spot.
“Yamamoto, fuck-” you gasped as you came. Yamamoto groaned against you, nearly dizzy with how your boy responded to him. 
“Shit,” Yamamoto panted when he finally pulled away. He was looking down at his boxers, which had a wet spot on the front. It took you a second to realize he came in his pants. His cheeks went bright red. “Shit, I’m so sorry. You must think I’m a fucking loser.”
You gave him a soft kiss to calm him. “Not at all. You were really good, I enjoyed myself. And I’m glad you did too.” You couldn’t help but tease him lightly, but he appreciated that you were laughing with him, not at him. “I was just thinking, though, we should keep this between us. I don’t want the team to be weird if they found out we hooked up.”
The thought of the team finding out he came in his pants in front of the hot manager was enough to make Yamamoto take a vow of silence forever. “Don’t worry, I won’t say a thing.” 
One down, four to go.
***
The last week of September meant two things. One, you really needed to get another hook up under your belt if you wanted to complete this bet. And two, you had to do an inventory of the team equipment room. Your friend usually helped you, but she picked up a nasty cold leaving the task to you. You thought the team had cleared out when Yaku popped his head in.
“Hey, y/n, would you like help?” he asked. That could solve both your problems. 
“That would be awesome, if you don’t mind,” you replied with a smile. Yaku joined you in the small room. Despite the long practice he smelt nice, like fresh mint. He took stock of the poles and nets, while you ensured there was the proper number of balls and jerseys. With the help and conversation, the task wasn’t so bad. However, as it started to wind down you realized you needed to make a move or you’d lose an opportunity.
“I was going to ask you something, but I realized it would be super weird,” you dropped the bait. 
Yaku’s eyes flickered with curiosity. You got him. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“Promise you won’t think I’m a weirdo?” Now he was really interested. 
“Of course not.”
“Have you ever wanted to... hook up in the storage closet?” you asked. 
Yaku laughed. “That's not weird at all. That’s every athlete’s dream.” 
“Really? So you've done it?”
Yaku frowned a little, “Well, no, I never had the opportunity.”
“You have the opportunity now,” you replied with a coy smile. 
“Seriously?” He replied. “This isn’t a joke the guys put you up to?”
You shook your head seriously. “Not at all. In fact, this can be our little secret. It would probably be better if they didn’t find out. You know how they can be.” Yaku knew exactly how annoying his teammates could be and didn’t want to put you through their nonsense,
“Of course, I won't tell anyone,” He promised. There was a beat of silence in the small storage closet before you were on each other. Yaku was strong, despite his smaller stature. He had you pressed up against the nearest wall, his hips pinning you in place. He kissed you confidently, squeezing at your thighs as he tongue slid into your mouth. 
You moaned into his mouth as you felt his cock hardening against you. You hooked your leg around his hips, pulling him closer. You weren’t sure if it was the potential of being caught, but you felt desperately worked up. By the way Yaku pulled at your leggings, you knew he felt the same.
He slid himself out of his boxers, giving his length a few strokes. “Please, need it,” you panted. He was bigger than you thought, but you knew you were more than turned on enough to take him. Yaku obliged your request, pressing up into you. Your head feel back against the wall as your body adjusted to him.
“Taking me so well,” He murmured into the crook of your neck. He was slow at first, letting you adjust as he kissed the sensitive skin. “Can you take more?”
“Please,” you breathed. Yaku gripped your hips, giving him leverage to thrust in you harder and faster. You gasped, his strong thrusts reverberating through your body. Your body felt like jelly, but Yaku held you perfectly. Your clit rubbed against him with each snap of his hips, pushing you over the edge. You buried your face into his shoulder to stifle your moans as you came. 
“Fuck,” Yaku groaned, as he released. He was louder than he probably should have been, but both of you were too fogged in pleasure to notice or care. Yaku set you back down, allowing you both to catch your breath. You both laughed a little in the aftermath of your desire, redressing quickly to avoid getting caught. 
“Thanks for that,” Yaku said as you got ready to leave. “Can finally check that off my bucket list.” 
You smiled. “No, thank you.” Two down, three to go.
***
It was Halloween and you were at Nekoma’s annual party. It was the biggest party they had all year, opening the team’s off campus house to people outside the team. Normally you wouldn’t try to hook up with someone at the team house because of the risk, but given it would be crowded and everyone would be in costume, you figured now was a good time to strike.
This year you went for something simple, but sexy: a vampire. You were in a deep red corset and a black mini skirt, some fake blood dripping down your neck and the side of your lip. You even opted for fake fangs, which were securely attached to your own incisors. You felt as hot as you looked.
You scanned the crowd, trying to figure out which if the men remaining would be the best next target. When you spotted Lev, you knew it would be him. He was in the kitchen, his ghost face mask propped up on his forehead as he poured himself a drink. You’d seen a few other ghost face masks at the party, which added another layer of protection if you were seen with him. 
“Y/n, nice costume,” Lev greeted as you approached him. You didn’t miss the way his eyes lingered on your chest. “Do you bite?” Out of all the players, Lev was one of the biggest flirts, which worked to your advantage. 
You flashed a sharp grin. “Only if you’re into that.”
Lev continued the flirtatious conversation you opened up. “And what if I am?” 
You grabbed his cup, taking a sip before passing it back. “Hmm,” you feigned contemplation, “I guess I’d say it’s a good thing I’ve always been into a man in a mask.” You took a step closer to him so you were practically flush against him., batting your eyes up at him.
“Into it enough to go upstairs with me?” Lev tried. 
“You lead the way.” You pulled his mask down in what would look like flirting to him, but was an attempt to cover his identity. Lev was a first year, meaning he didn’t live at the house. Luckily, though, there was a bathroom on the third floor that nobody really used during this parties, which is exactly where he led you.
Lev hoisted you on to the counter, slotting himself between your tight. He pulled the mask up again so he could kiss you. He was a little buzzed, so his kiss was sloppy, but not unpleasant. In fact, you liked the way he kissed you deeply while his hands roamed your scantily clad body. You nipped at his soft lips, making him groan.
“Told you I bite,” you said. Lev’s eyes larked with desire, but you pulled back as he tried to kiss you again. 
“Something wrong?” 
“I just wanna make sure you can keep a secret. I don’t want the guys finding out about this and you sorta have a big mouth,” you replied. You knew with Lev, the best way to get him to do something is to insinuate he couldn’t do it. 
His brow furrowed, just as you expected. “I absolutely won’t tell,” he said seriously. You smiled approvingly going in to kiss him again, but this time he pulled back. In a flash you were flipped around and bent over the counter. He leaned his body over yours, whispering in your ear. “But I might make you scream my name so loud they find out anyways.” 
You let out a little whimper as he pushed your skirt up, rubbing your slit through your underwear. He kissed your shoulder, your neck, this time giving you a little bite. Lev’s lanky body was deceptive; was much stronger than he looked. You squirmed under him, desperate for some relief in your aching core. Lev read your body language, pulling back to slip himself out of his boxers. His eyes connected with yours in the mirror, smiling wickedly before he pulled his mask back down. 
One hand gripped his cock, pressing teasingly at your hole, the other gripped your neck. “Ready?” You nodded eagerly and pressed into you. You let out a low moan as he stretched you out, easily the biggest you’ve been with so far. 
“Fuck, Lev,” you gasped, gripping the counter top as he rolled his hips into you. Your head dropped down as his tip hit your g spot, panting breathlessly. 
“Nope,” Lev yanked your head back up by your hair so you had to look in the mirror. “You gotta watch.” His voice was a little muffled by the mask, but you could still hear the smirk you were certain he was wearing in his words. Lev continued his fast, deep thrusts into you, not giving you a chance to catch your breath. 
The image you saw in the mirror was sinful. Your lipstick was smudged, your pupils wide with desire. A small hickey was blooming on your neck from wear he nipped at you. Something about him being in the mask made the sight of him fucking you even hotter. It was long before your orgasm hit you, squeezing his lengthy cock as you came. 
“Lev,” you cried out. Maybe not quite loud enough for the whole house to hear, but certainly loud enough to make Lev lose his composure. His hips stuttered, a groan seeping out from behind his mask as he emptied himself inside you.
***
It was a tournament in November when you made your move on Kenma. He was sitting in a quiet corner of the gymnasium playing on his switch between matches. Normally you didn’t bother him during his down time, but you needed to get to him while he was alone. 
“Hey Kenma.”
“Hey,” he mumbled, not looking up from his screen. 
“Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you could help me with a game?”
Kenma’s eyes flickered to you with curiosity. “A game?” 
“Yeah, I’ve been playing this game on my switch, but I can’t beat this level. I was wondering if you could come over and help me beat it next time your free?”
Kenma considered your words, wondering for a second if you were teasing him. But the look on your face told him you were sincerely inviting him over to your room to play video games. It was an offer he couldn’t resist. Even though he didn’t join in on his teammates annoying chatter about how hot you are, he absolutely thought you were attractive. 
“Sure,” he agreed. You made plans on what day to meet and that was that.
-
“Wow Kenma, you’re really good at this,” you complimented. Your excuse to get him over wasn’t fabricated, you really were struggling with this stupid level. Kenma, however, played it with ease. You observed him as he played, the light from the screen illuminating his face in a flattering glow. His fingers moved deftly over the controller, which you couldn’t deny was turning you on. 
“There you go,” Kenma stated, “Cleared it for you.” He passed the switch back to you, the screen flashing with success.
“You made it look so easy,” you complimented, smiling brightly. 
Kenma turned his head, hoping you wouldn’t see him blush. He doesn’t often meet girls that are into his specific set of skills. “I’ve just played that game before, that’s all.” 
“Well you certainly did it faster than I thought,” you replied, leaning closer to him. “Maybe we could fill our time another way?” You rested a hand on Kenma’s thigh. You knew you were laying it on a little thick, but you were a woman on a mission. 
Kenma was surprised by your blatant flirting, but then it clicked. “Did you invite me over just to hook up?”
You blushed. “That obvious, huh?” 
Kenma smirked, happy to have figure out the real game you were playing. Well, at least what he thought was real, you still had your secret. “You coulda just asked,” Kenma replied, “I wouldn't have said no.”
You took that as an invitation to crawl into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Yeah, but then I’d still be stuck on that level. You really did help me, so I owe you one. Is there something in particular you’d like?” You played with he hair at the pack of Kenma’s neck, making him shiver. 
He knew what he wanted instantly. “Sit on my face.”
Your lower stomach flipped with arousal. You easily agreed, shedding the lower half of your clothes while Kenma laid down on the bed. He gripped your hips and pulled you on to him, setting your pussy on his mouth.
“Mmm feels good,” you sighed as Kenma’s tongue flicked over your core. He your thighs tightly, loving how they felt against his face. He teased your entrance with tip of his tongue, making you ache with need, before switching to your clit. His tongue swirled deliciously, making your hips buck. Kenma groaned under you, loving the feel of your fucking his face.
Fuck he was good, really good. You wouldn’t have guess Kenma would give you the best head you ever had, but he worked up more than you ever had. Your fingers knotted through his hair, pulling at the roots as he sucked your clit. 
“Fuck Kenma,” you cried out as your orgasm washed over you, making your body shaking. Kenma flicked his tongue over you, drinking up your release. When you finally pulled off him, he wore a smug grin that shone with your wetness. 
“You also made that look easy,” you panted, still a bit in shock at how good that was. Your eyes flicked down to the tent in his sweats, feeling a jolt of desire again. “Can I help you with that?”
“Only if you ride me,” Kenma replied, propping himself up comfortably on the pillows. Kenma was incredibly skilled at pleasuring while also exerting the least effort. That’s why he loved when girls were on top. 
“That can be arranged.” You slid his sweats and boxers off, greeted by his flushed and leaking cock. You went to position yourself on him, but Kenma tutted, twirling his finger.
“Other way,” he instructed. Somehow Kenma had become the one calling the shots, but you were complaining. You turned yourself around so you were facing away from him then slowly sank on to his cock. You let out a little gasp as you bottomed out. You began rocking your hips, slowly at first, but then faster as you found your rhythm. 
Kenma slapped your ass lightly, kneading the soft skin. He pulled you apart slightly, allowing him to watch himself disappear inside your dripping hole. Kenma wasn’t super vocal, but he did let out a few low groans and pants as you gripped his cock like a vice. 
“Do you trust me?” he asked. You nodded vigorously, not trusting your words as your second orgasm was rapidly approaching. You vaguely her the sound of spitting behind you before feeling Kenma’s saliva slide down your ass. His thumb was at your hole then, rubbing it slightly before pushing into your ass.
“Fuck!” you cried, the added digit multiplying your pleasure. You only lasted a few more moments before your body succumbed to another wave of pleasure. The sensation of your pussy pulsing around his cock made Kenma cum, cursing under his breath. 
You slid off Kenma, catching your breath. Kenma looked thoroughly pleased with himself, as if this was his win. Little did he know that you were internally celebrating being one away from completing your game.
***
It was the last week before the semester ended and you were panicking just a little. Not just because you had a bunch of finals, but because you were running out of time to get with Kuroo. When you found out that he, like you, had a final on the absolute last day of the semester, you felt you had a chance. All the other guys staying at the house were finished up early and would be home for the break, leaving the house empty save for Kuroo. And when Kurro invited you to study? You knew you had it in the bag. 
You enjoyed study with Kuroo, who was always one of your favorites on the team. Not only was he incredibly good looking, but he was also funny and easy to talk to. You helped each other cram for your final tests, agreeing to celebrate together after. Neither of you stated what that would be, but you had a very good feeling about it.
“Thank god that is over,” Kuroo huffed as he collapsed on the couch next to you. You finished up your final in the morning and waited at the house for him to return from his late afternoon exam.
“Think you passed?”
“God I better have,” he replied, “But I don’t even want to think about that now.”
“Just like I don’t wanna think how everyone’s already on break having fun and we got stuck here till the last day,” you said.
“Maybe we should have our own fun,” Kuroo suggested flirtatiously. He has been flirting with you since you came over yesterday and you had been waiting for you opening.
“Oh yeah? How might we do that?” you replied, playing coy.
Kuroo smirked. “I prefer show over tell.” His hand drifted closer to your thigh, looking at you for permission. 
“Go ahead and show me then.” Kuroo pulled you into him instantly, you lips connecting with a jolt of satisfaction. He had your straddling his lap, hands very comfortable exploring your body as he kissed you. It was a little surreal, not just because you were about to win your bet, but because you’d always fantasized about kissing Kuroo. It was better than you’d imagined.
Kuroo stood up, holding your body up with ease. He walked you to his room, barely having to break the kiss as he went. He dropped your gently on the bed, climbing on top of you. His body weight pressed against you pleasingly as he stripped clothing off. 
“Pretty,” he complimented your tits. He sucked on them while you played with his hair, scraping at his scalp. Kuroo’s free hand slid down between your legs and teased your through your leggings. You moaned in response, your body filled with need.
“Don’t tease,” you breathed.
“Whaddya want?” Kuroo asked with a lopsided grin. His finger was hooked in your leggings already.
“You,” you replied.
He was sliding your bottoms off. “Need you to be a little more specific.”
“Fuck me, Kuroo, I want you to fuck me.” You were exasperated, desperate for some relief from the ache between your thighs.
“Didn't know you had such a filthy mouth,” he half chuckled as he stripped himself. He was big and thick, making your thighs clench. Despite his size, he slid into you easily, on account of desire for him. “Feels fucking heavenly.”
Kuroo thrust into confidently, easily find a long, deep stroke. He propped himself up on his forearm, keeping him close enough to kiss you. You ran your fingers down his back, feeling the muscles flexing beneath his skin. With each passing moment, he increased his speed.
“Fuck don’t stop,” you gasped, feeling yourself teeter close to the edge. Kuroo didn’t miss a beat, fucking into you until your orgasm finally hit, making you whine his name. You expected him to slow, but he didn’t stop.
“Not done with you yet,” he stated, “Want you to cum on my cock one more time.” His hips snapped faster into you, making you squirm with sensitivity. Kuroo slid a hand between the two of you, rubbing circles over your clit.
You gasped, fingernails digging into his back. The pleasure you felt was so intense, building with a strange pressure. “Fuck I’m going to- oh,” you broke off into a sinful moan as your release gushed out of you, covering Kuroo’s cock and thighs.
“Fuck that’s hot,” He groaned, his hips finally stuttering as he came at the sight of you. You were still sensitive as he slipped out of you, making you wriggle.
“I’m so sorry about... the mess,” you said awkwardly. 
Kuroo waved you off. “Are you kidding? That was hot. I’m just glad you enjoyed yourself.”
You smiled, relieved, “Oh I definitely did.”
***
“Before I hand over the money, I need to know where everyone ranks,” your friend said. Despite losing, she was very excited for an update.
You told her that Yamamoto was last, just because of the whole summing in his pants thing. “Don’t tell anyone I told you that, I don’t want to embarrass him.”
“Of course not. Can’t say I’m surprised though.”
“He was still good with his hands, so I can’t complain.”
Next was Yaku, who you were still surprised about the size of him.
“Shit in the storage closet? You better have sanitized it after,” your friend teased. You rolled your eyes and continued to tell her that Lev was in the middle.
“He could have been higher if there was more foreplay, but still super good. The mask thing was fucking hot, I can’t lie.” Your friend nodded, agreeing he looked really good last night.
Next was Kenma, who was honest the biggest surprise for you. Not that you thought he would be bad necessarily, you just hadn't expected it to be that good.
“I’m kinda disappointed there was no maid costume involved,” your friend sighed. 
You laughed, “Honestly, same. Woulda been number one if there was.”
“Let me just say I am not surprised at all you’re putting Kuroo on top.”
“I know it sounds biased, but fuck it was so good. Better than I ever imagined,” you told her. “And there you have it, Nekoma’s hottest players ranked.” You grinned, both proud and incredibly satisfied with your accomplishment.
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sunarintarotea · 1 year
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timeskip!kuroo forces himself to like coffee because everyone at his office drinks it, but he actually thinks it’s the most revolting thing in the world. he keeps caprisuns hidden in his desk drawer and will sip on those throughout the day when no one is looking.
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s1nk1ngst4rg1irl · 2 months
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ 𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻˚୨୧⋆。˚⋆
daichi x nekoma's manager
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It's something out of a 2000s shoujo. A beautiful manager and the captain from her schools rival team. He's hot she's hot, and her team is a pain in her fucking ass (she wishes they werent the only one). A love story for the books.
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notes: fem! reader!! sometimes shes described with big tatas, but any cup size can read n enjoy lol. lmk if u wanna be tagged!! updates every week, if the updates are late ill put up an announcement:) also i have the spelling of a five yr old and the language of 30 yr old guy with a dead end job lol.
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╰┈➤PROLOGUE: breast reduction and black eyes
╰┈➤CHAPTER 1: is this heaven?
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leahrintarou · 7 months
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☠︎︎ DAY TWO: EDGING FT. KUROO ☠︎︎
☠︎︎ WARNINGS: desperately horny kuroo, sub!kuroo, fem reader, teasing, reverse pleasure, y/n gives, kuroo recieves.
☠︎︎ WORD COUNT: 1.2K
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"y/nnnnn!" she groaned at the sound of her boyfriend repeatedly calling her name over and over again. this has been going on for the past seven minutes and each time, she'd adjust the volume of the tv to a higher setting.
slightly rolling her eye's when kurros voice followed after his own footsteps making its way down the staircase, he called her name once again. "y/nnn, i could've been dying and you're just ignoring me"
she only turned a deaf ear to kuroo's pleas, making him lazily slouch onto the empty space of the sofa. he gently grabbed her wrist and placed her relaxed digits over the growing erection hidden under the fabric of his shorts.
he placed his own palm over y/n's hand, applying some kind of pressure. "i'm hard and you've been ignoring me so, now that i've gotten your attention, the least you could do i make me feel good.. right?"
y/n's eye's slightly widened, hesitantly turning her attention towards kuroo. "and you ask for my help by sounding like a stuck record and calling my name every five seconds?" y/n's fingers slightly adjusted against his gradually hardening erection causing a sharp breath to pass through his teeth. "well, it got me what i wanted, didn't it?".
"trust me, you're not gonna want this"
"whatever you say, pretty" y/n hummed to kuroo's words, knowing that his cocky demeanor will soon melt into nothing with a couple of sensitive touches. she suddenly applied an immense amount of pressure onto his print, feeling the grip of kuroo's own palm slightly tighten around her hand.
using her unoccupied hand, she removed kuroo's grip from her occupied one, giving him nothing to actually grasp onto other than the throw pillow that rested next to him. y/n made swift movement's, sitting up and hurdling a leg over his thighs, now straddling his figure.
she heard the staggered sigh leave her boyfriend's lips, signifying his usual impatience. examining his sudden, lust filled expression, y/n decided to shift her position, to rest her clothed core against the length of kuroo's erection. he let out a small whine at the pressure that was suddenly applied, and it only became drawn out when y/n swayed her hips to meet his own.
"you've been louder than this before, you trying to keep your pride?" with her word's, kuroo uncontrollably tightened the muscle in his abdomen, the line between accepting his guilty pleasure and keeping his cocky facade suddenly becoming a blur.
y/n reached beside her, taking the tv's remote into her hold, aiming it at the sensor to adjust the volume to zero. "w-what was that for?" he asked through staggering breaths, his movement suddenly becoming uncontrollable. "i wanna hear you"
she slid her hand under the hem of kurro t-shirt, resting her palm against his waist, feeling satisfaction due to the way he shivered slightly from her touch. she carefully rubbed her thumb against his warm skin, leaning down to place small kisses to his neck.
kuroo only tilted his head a bit, giving y/n more access. with the hand that rested under his shirt, she parted from his skin and assisted kuroo with pulling the restricting fabric over his head. "fuck, this isn't fair, y/n"
"you're the one who wanted my help" y/n smiled before placing chaste pecks onto kuroo's chest, she practically felt his heartbeat quicken against her lips. he whined at her expected response because, afterall, he knew y/n well enough to know that she would never have an intimate moment if it didn't include teasing the living soul out of him.
but today, y/n did feel generous enough to give kuroo at least a small bit of satisfaction. hooking two digits into the hem of his sweat-shorts, she teasingly pulled it down, just enough to expose his v-line. placing small taps to the muscles indention, she let out a hum when she saw his veins become more prominent in his arm when his grip tightened onto the throw pillow.
"you're loving this, aren't you, tetsu?"
"quite the fucking opposite, your teasing feels unbearable when it's anywhere but-" kuroo's words stopped when he felt y/n firmly palm his restrained erection. "here?" she finished his sentence. kuroo couldn't manage to fathom a reply since his voice was occupied with a low moan.
y/n finally pulled down kuroo's shorts, leaving the loose hem to rest on his mid-thighs. when y/n finally looked up at him, she placed a small kiss onto his lips before mumbling a quick apology. "for what?"
"you'll find out soon enough"
y/n focused her gaze to kuroo's now complete erection. she finally realized why he was being so needy and impatient. he was desperately in need of a release and it was evident by the way he stiffened into her fist when she wrapped her hand around his member. he let out a breathy swear, lazily leaning his head back and onto the sofa's perimeter. "more"
y/n made fast and smooth movements with her wrist, jerking kuroo into her tightly wrapped fist. his hips uncontrollably contorted and bucked upwards, making y/n place a firm palm to his pelvis, lessening the intensity of his movements. "y/n-fuck"
small incoherent babbles fell from kuroo's lips, the last set of curses coming out as a silent plea when his erection jerked in y/n's hold. y/n immediately released her grip around kuroo, he let out a whine of frustration at the lost pleasure. his breathing was unsteady and tears were resting on the hem of his bottom lashline when his eyes shut tightly.
the liquid escaped from their place, slowly drifting down his facial structure. y/n leaned forward before placed her lips next to his ear. "i told you, you wouldn't have wanted this" she mumbled. a sharp breath once again passed though his teeth.
"y/n..just- please let me cum"
to be quite honest, y/n did feel a bit bad due to the fact that he'd been actually quite patient despite his words. kuroo didn't touch himself, he let y/n hear all of his pleasure filled noises, and he tried his hardest to keep himself together.
rewrapping her hand around kuroo's painful erection, she used her thumb, swiping it across his tip to spread his precum around the entirety of his member, hips bucking against her palm. "y/n...i'm s-sensitive" he said through hitched breaths. letting out a hum and nodding at kuroos warning, y/n continued her previous movements, wrist moving gracefully to please him.
this time, the pressure of her palm against his pelvis was a bit lighter, causing his hips to visibly buck into y/n's fist. kuroo was practically positive that y/n would only continue the cycle of working him up just to forbid him from releasing but, a sigh of relief left his lips at y/n's next words.
"tetsu, you can cum now"
kuroo's hips repeatdly bucked with every stroke of y/n's hand, she had no choice but to reapply the heavier pressure on his pelvis to keep his bucking hips, slightly steady. letting out whining moans of y/n's name, he felt satisfied when he felt the warm liquid pump from his tip and onto his tensed abdomen.
his watery eye's looked up to y/n. she was focused on the liquid that slowly drooled down the back of her hand, still pumping his softening member til he'd let her know that he was satisfied enough. kuroo lifted a shaky hand to grasp y/n's wrist, stopping her movements so he wouldn't suffer from overstimulation.
"you're no fun" she said through a sigh when her hand was removed from his member.
"and you're too much fun"
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amimelover4ever · 8 months
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I saw a picture of Kuroo as a bartender and I just felt I needed to write this.
NSFW content beneath the cut.
All characters in this fic are adults. Thank you and enjoy 😘
Bartender!Kuroo who works in the bar of the hotel you’re staying at. You were down there sitting at a booth getting some work done in your laptop and drinking whiskey when the waitress brings over a purple drink with three cherries.
“I didn’t order this.” You tell her sliding the glass back to her.
“He sent it.” She says thrusting her thumb in his direction.
Bartender!Kuroo who smirks at you and rests his elbows on the counter. You sit there swearing you have never seen a more perfect man.
You mouth the word ‘thanks’ to him and take a sip of the sweet drink.
Bartender!Kuroo walked up to you not five minutes later and you both got engrossed in conversation until the other bartender called him back.
“I’m going on my break in 20, you still gonna be here sweetheart?” He asks reaching for your unfinished whiskey and downing the whole thing, you give him a nod.
You have to stop yourself from moaning as he slides the cold glass along your forearm.
Bartender!Kuroo who drags you to the back a whole ten minutes before his break time because he can’t take his eyes off of you. He just called you over and asked the other bartender, Bokuto to cover for him for a bit.
He pulled you with him inside a broom closet and wasted no time in pulling down your panties and bunching your skirt up around your waist and burying his face between your thighs.
His tongue works wonders and he puts two fingers inside of you. His eyes never leave your face as he stops his mouth movements for a second.
“Unbutton your shirt for me yeah, sweetheart?” His voice almost a plea and you bring your fingers to the buttons and undo them one by one as he attaches his tongue back to your clit.
Bartender!Kuroo who can’t get a condom on fast enough, he struggles to get it open and let’s out a frustrated huff of air before he finally gets it open and puts it on.
You spot a folded chair and reach over for it opening it and pushing him to sit. You straddle his lap and let him guide his cock to your entrance as you slowly sink down on it to get it all the way in. (Most of it anyway, it’s a rather large piece.)
You both gasp at the feeling of him stretching you, he gives you time to adjust and let’s you be the one to move first.
Your movements are slow at first but they pick up and soon he is lifting you thrusting at an inhuman pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin and smell of sex are making you dizzy with pleasure and he finds that spot that makes your eyes roll to the back of your head, he is close, his movements become sloppy and his lips connect with yours and it’s as if he knows you’re about to scream from the release because he does not remove his mouth from yours until you both come down from your high.
He is panting in your ear and you slowly ease off him. He gives you a small smirk and you know you will never forget this guy.
“How long are you in town for?” He asks as you both dress back up.
“I’m heading back tomorrow.” You answer and give him a quick kiss on the lips catching him off guard. You open the door, and as you’re about to exit the closet he wraps his hand around your wrist.
“Not to come off as a stalker but I see you here almost every month. Any chance you wanna do this again?”
“Are you gonna make me that drink again?” You smirk back at him.
“I promise.”
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hynko · 10 months
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STARRING : multiple haikyuu characters - hinata, kageyama, tsukkishima, kuroo, kenma, lev, oikawa, iwaizumi, kunimi, koganegawa, futakuchi, bokuto, akaashi, konoha, ushijima, tendou, semi, shirabu, goshiki, terushima, sakusa, komori, kita, aran, tsumu & samu, suna
GENRE : drama / rom-com / angst. smau and writing combined
TAGLIST : cmnt if u want 2 b added <3
Status: ongoing & active
TWS: suggestive, minor depictions of violence, possible smut?? comedic but ANGSSSTTTT. implies sensitive topics, which will be indicated on the story tws.
synopsis. y/n is a rising star and a global phenomenon, loved and admired by millions. However, fame comes with a price. As many looked down upon and envied her, wishing for her downfall, y/n’s flourishing career was taken aback as a rival starts a scandal. Shocking many fans, leaving them worried, confused and disappointed. Distressed, she comes back to the one place which made her happy. But soon she discovers there may be more to unravel in her life, secrets that risks people lives, including hers. What lengths will she take to save her career?
au note: been awhile since i’ve written 😭 but this is obv inspired by The Idol. all haikyuu characters belong to furudate.
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ೃ⁀➷ CHAPTER LISTS !
00 : PROFILES
01 : ROLLING STONE
02 : ROLE MODEL
03 : DREAMS, FAIRYTAILS, FANTASIES
04 : THE PRICE OF FAME
05 : EGOMANIAC
06 : MERCEDES
07 : REHAB
08 : ADDICTIONS
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hynko est 2021-2023 do not repost, translate or copy.
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noriasnewnotes · 10 months
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Club Crush pt.1
kenma kozume x f! reader
In which y/n finds herself in a sticky situation, with an even messier person.
⚠️ 18+ content
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you open your eyes taking in your surroundings. your shirts on the floor, the dim bathroom lights, the muffled music on the other side of the door. both your moans and whines filling up the small space. you claw his back as he continues to slam into you hard as ever.
“oh my god don’t stop!” you moan out. he pounds you twice as hard. “fuck y/n you feel so good!” kenma lets out with a whimper. he bites your neck, licking and sucking on your sensitive spot. his smell. his breath on your neck. the way his voice is slightly pitched up. its intoxicating.
why tho? why is the known playboy, kenma kozume, making you feel like this? you never liked him, so why are you here? matter of fact, howd you even get here?
5:30 pm Friday
“Im not going kurro”
“pleaseee y/nn!” kurro begs over the phone. “you never go out with us!”
you and kurro have been best friends since the start of high school. luckily you both got into the same university.
“that’s because i don’t like most of your friends, or the loudness of the club. you already know this tho so why the fuck are you asking?”
“i’ll give you 20 bucks”
“i’ll be ready in 30.”
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you call your bestfriend Akane to give you some advice.
“ yellow or f/c?” you ask holding up both dress options.
“definitely f/c, you look amazing in that!” Akane responds excitedly.
“okay okay, thanks girl i’ll call you later!” you hung up finishing your hair and makeup then calling kurro.
6:15
Kurro texted and told you to come out side.
Once you did you saw his car and made your way over.
you got close to the car and was a little shocked to how packed it was. Kurro was driving, Bokuto in the passenger, then Kenma and one more you didn’t know in the backseats. the windows were also down.
“Hey y/n” “hiii” Kurro and Bokuto said when they saw you.
“ umm where am i supposed to sit?” you ask literally anyone.
“right here beautiful.” kenma says pointing to his lap with a slight smirk and a wink.
you made a face since you don’t particularly like Kenma. he always flirts with every girl and somehow they always fold, however you were not about to be like them.
“don’t mind him.” “just sit between them, duh.” kurro says. you roll your eyes at his last statement.
“Hey im Kai Nobuyuki, you can call me Kai!” Kai says getting out with a smile.
you smile back while getting in and kurro starts driving.
6:25
-hey guys, thanks so much for reading! if you guys want a pt.2 to see what happens next lmk !
-noria ☆
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n0tyourname · 1 year
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You are rivals. You hate each other.
At least you should.
But how can you hate him, when he’s looking at you like one would look at the sky? Amazed, in awe, in love.
How can you hate him, when he’s touching you like that? Touching you as if you could break at any moment.
How can you hate him, when he’s kissing you like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever had the pleasure of seeing?
How can you hate him, when he’s making you feel oh so good? His hips in perfect sink with yours.
How can you hate him, when he’s making you moan his name like that?
How can you hate him, when you’re so utterly in love with him?
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ellouisa17 · 21 days
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Can someone help me find a story
It was a haikyuu social media story where reader is kurros sister and they’re in college/uni readers Ex was iwa and she falls in love with Kenma but iwa says things to him to stop him from falling in love with her and Kenma in a band with iwa or something
It had loads of chapters I can’t remember the exact number I read it a few months ago but I forgot to be added to the tag list and now I’ve lost the story and I’ve tried to find it but I can’t so if any of you could help I’d really appreciate it I also don’t know if I followed the creator I’ll have a look through my following now but please someone help me
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kiyuzdrafts · 1 month
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drabble/fic ideas
a/n: OKAY SO I HAVE A LOT OF OPTIONS ON WHAT TO WRITE AND I NEED HELP PICKING
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love in slow motion
tags: atsumu miya x fem!reader
university!au, one sided feelings, enemies to lovers 
content: fluff fluff fluff, language, grammar mistakes…..
synopsis: 
in which,, he admires his pretty manager from afar and you try to escape his gaze
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manic pixie dream girl
tags: tetsuro kuroo x fem!reader, powers!au, enemies to lovers
content: angst, language, violence, character deaths…. , mature themes
synopsis: 
in which,, students attending tokyo school of enchantment embark on a quest not knowing what awaits ahead of them…
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keeping the lights on
tags: rintaro suna x fem!reader, university!au, exes
content: language, drinking, toxic relationships, angst with no happy ending
synopsis: 
in which,, he left, but you keep crawling back to him
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cut the cameras
tags: haikyu!various x fem!reader, streamer!au, timeskip, smau (kinda)
content: language, mature themes, fluff nd humor
synopsis:
in which,, you can’t just pick one boy
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a/n: don’t copy my ideas…
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sassycheesecake · 9 months
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Various yakuza!Haikyuu!!Character x Reader
Hajime Iwaizumi x Reader
Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader
Tōru Oikawa x Reader
Atsumu Miya x Reader
Osamu Miya x Reader
Rintarō Suna x Reader Part 1
Rintarō Suna x Reader Part 2
Shinsuke Kita x Reader Part 1
Shinsuke Kita x Reader Part 2
Shūgo Meian x Reader
Kiyoomi Sakusa x Reader
Kōtarō Bokuto x Reader
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𝐘𝐀𝐎 𝐈: 𝐊𝐔𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐗 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀
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Tsuki’s pov:
Tomorrow is the day. The final match with Nekoma. Fuck I’m so nervous. My legs hurts and my fingers too from today’s match with Shiratorizawa Gakuen. Why Tendou is such a good player. He make me furious. Especially his humour. UGH THIS DUDE. I’m at the hotel and I’m going to my room. I just want to go to bed I’m so fucking tired. While i was walking the corridor i saw Kuuro. He is so hot..and his body i want him to fuck me…
Kuuro: Yo Tsuki!
Tsuki: He-hey wassup
Kuuro: I’m going to the cafe wanna come?
Tsuki: Meh. I’m going to sleep I’m tired
Kuuro: Can i come?
Tsuki: Ye-yeah i guess…
We entered to my room and he lay to my bed.. I felt my skin getting hot..
Kuuro: Why u blushed?
Tsuki: Oh-it’s nothing…
I tried to cover my face. He got up from the bed and he got close to me..
Kuuro: Your face is so cute why you covered with your hands?
Tsuki: I-um…
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He pulled my hands away and he saw me.. Fuck i was so read..He smirked… I felt his hands getting lower and lower. He touched my blouse and he took off my shirt. He got closer and I felt his lips in mine. He kissed me.. I was shocked! He got closer again he kissed me again. Our tongues started touching each other. He picked me up and took me to the bed. He started kissing my body. He bit my nipples and i covered my mouth. I was trying not to moan. He saw it and he put my hand away.
Kuuro: I want to hear your voice..your sweet voice
He bit me to my chest. I moaned.It was loud. Fuck it still hurts. His hickies was everywhere in my body
Kuuro: Good boy…
He smirked. He was getting lower and lower. He took off my pants and my underwear.
Kuuro: What a nice view..
Tsuki: Stop. You make me fell embarrassed
He started sucking my dick. The sensation was amazing. Oh god it was so good. I was looking while he was sucking my dick. He was so focused and he was looking at me with his beautiful eyes.
Tsuki: I’m gonna cu-
I cummed. My cum was over his face. I felt so awful
Tsuki: I-I’m sorry!
He licked my cum and he took off his blouse and his pants. Fuck his abs was so hot and his dick was so hard..
Kuuro: It’s my turn now.
Tsuki: Wait what do you mea-
He put his fingers inside my whole. SHIT IT HURTED.
Tsuki: It hurts…
Kuuro: Fuck you are so tight.
He entered another finger. Three fingers inside me. I was in heaven. He started moving his fingers slowly and smoothly. It was so good. It felt so good…But then i cummed
Kuuro: Ha finally..
He took off his underwear. Damn it was big. Bigger than i thought. He took a condom from his pocket. And he put it on his dick.
Kuuro: I’m gonna be gentle..
He got inside me so fast. Damn Kuuro is inside me. Kuuro and I are connected somehow. He started moving
Tsuki: Ugh…Kuuro-kun..ugh…i’m gonna cum
Kuuro: No. Cum with me not yet
He was getting faster and faster. Then he cummed inside me. We cummed together…
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chudesiii · 1 year
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incubus// kuroo x reader pt1
kuina pats my shoulder,” im glad you got the week off. you’re always overworking yourself.” 
“Yeah, yeah,” i say back rolling my eyes.
i throw my bag over my back and begin to head to the exit. before leaving i turn my head back to the remaining people and throw a peace sign,” I’ll see you guys in a week, i guess.”
i get various shouts of goodbyes and i exit on the building. i start my walk to my house, looking at the many shops on my way. i keep walking and are thrown out of my thoughts when i hear a meow. i turn my head into the small alleyway, and while sketchy decide to go in there anyway. 
at my feet is an all-black cat with piercing green eyes. as i look closer and see its injured and laying on its side, blood pouring from the wound. i couldn’t just leave the poor thing here, so i scoop the cat into my arms and continue my walk home, hurrying this time. 
 i arrive to my house, grabbing the keys from my back pocket and unlocking the door. i bring the cat to a clean table and leave to my closet, where the medical supplies lay. 
i hurry back to the table and begin to stitch and clean the cats wound. i finish after some time and clean the area up. i observe the cat and see no collar, it must be a stray.
i can’t just dump the cat back on the streets, it might get hurt again. i guess it can stay with me until it heals completely. i scratch its head, and it purrs in content.
i sigh as i realize i’ll have to go back out to go get some cat food, it’s no wonder how long it’s been since the cat last ate. i quickly go out to get some cat food and a litterbox. i make it home quick and set things up for him. ( i had checked his gender before going.)
i gesture towards the food dish filled with cat food, he looks at it with disgust before turning his nose up at it. he then come towards me and my plate of mackerel pike. i move the plate towards him and he digs in, eating it with excitement.
after hes done i head to take a shower and then get ready for bed. i throw on a thin nightgown with nothing underneath. and get in bed under the covers, the cat jumps on the bed next to me. he cuddles up to my side, i stroke his head. 
drossiness hits me and i fall into the sleep world.
 i feel hands gliding all over my body. i open my eyes and see nothing but a dark figure and piercing green eyes. his hand slide under my night gown, rubbing my bare body the hands are cold and i shiver at the feeling.
the fingers are cold as they press against my nipples, them hardening on contact. i let out at stifled gasp as they begin tugging on them, and as their knee press against my cunt.
what i imagine their lips are begun to kiss down my neck in soft pecks. they’re surprisingly warm, compared to their body, ice cold.
their fingers continue to twist and tug on my nipples, and they pinch one in particular which make me let out a moan.
i feel their lips twist up in a smirk and they bite my neck, not harshly, but not soft either.
they lift their head from neck, still playing with my nipples, and take me into a kiss. i kiss back, a familiar wetness spreading in between my legs. i buck my hips into their knee, desperate for friction.
they pull back from the kiss, their hands sliding to my waist.
“Needy, aren’t we?” they speak. 
i realize their, no his, face had become more visible as i see spiky black hair. i find me being turned on even more from his voice. he removes his knee and replaces it with his hand and i feel the squelching noises as he plays with clit. i moan and buck my hips into his hand.
he removes his hand and moves down, his head in between my legs. he holds them open with his hand and i prop myself up with my arms to get a better view. i see him looking straight into my eyes and he licks a long stripe up my slit.
i throw my head back in pleasure as he begins to eat me out. sucking my outer lips while toying with my clit before licking my entrance, then inserting two fingers inside me. he licks and sucks on my clit while he fingers me. he curls his fingers upwards hitting a spot i could only dream of reaching.
my stomach starts to tighten up and i realize im close, he buries his entire face in between my thighs, eating me as if i was his last meal, removing his fingers.
 i moan out in pleasure,” i’m clos- augh~.”
 i can’t even finish my sentence before my thighs start to tremble and i release all over his face. my legs spasm around his head his hair tickling my stomach. he continues to eat me out, as my thighs keep quivering and shaking. making sure not a drop goes to waste.
i wake up, sweat covering me everywhere. and i feel a huge wetness between my legs that im sure isnt sweat. i look to my side to see that the cat was looking at me intently. those green eyes remind me of the mysterious man in my dreams, but i shake it off and head to the bathroom to clean myself up. 
i come back before getting in the bed once again, going to sleep with no lewd dreams this time.
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s1nk1ngst4rg1irl · 2 months
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PROLOGUE◞ ꙳ ๋࣭ ⭑ `
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𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻
╰┈➤how you became nekomas manager, or how kuroo bullied you into taking the position.
╰┈➤NOTES: hehe
╰┈➤WARNINGS: boobi talk and surgery, also swearing!!
╰┈➤masterlist
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Kai introduced you to him, or rather he shoved him into you. You were just walking though what you presumed to be a safe hallway trying to get by till graduation without dying, not a booby trapped danger zone where people got jumpscared by some lanky dude with a serious case of bed hair, but there you were under him. He wormed off of you and offered a hand, which you begrudgingly took in yours, pulling yourself up and adjusting your shirt.
“Have you ever thought about breast surgery?” Kuroo deadpanned, looking down at you.
“Dude, what the everloving fuck.” 
“Maybe you were too busy looking down at them to see where you were walking, i get it-their very distracti-” your fist connected with his face before you understood what was happening.
That's how you met Kuroo, with a breast reduction and a black eye. The counselor made sure you guided Kuroo around school during this ‘tough time’ for his vision. Dragging him around school and unknowingly allowing him to trip down small flights of stairs turned into study sessions which turned into meet ups for non school reasons. You'd even go as far to say, you and him were friends.
 So when he asked for you to be manager of the Nekoma volleyball club on a warm sunny day while snarfing down more than his share a bag of chips what else could you say but
“hell no. Sweaty stinky guys asking me to carry around their shit and bandage their booboos? No thanks dude”
Kuroo buried himself deeper into the pile of plushies he was laying on- and getting crumbs all over, groaning.
“Come onnnnn, Y/NNNN, it'll be fun, plus we haven't had a female manager in forever, the upperclassmen will totally love me-and you!.”
“That's exactly what I'm afraid of, plus I don't feel like doing you any favors after what you did to my maths notes” you sniffled.
“I didn't mean to drop them, it just happened ok?? Plus I bought you that keychain you wanted so we’re even.”
“Kuroo, you could bring me Yaku’s diary and that still wouldn't make up for you dropping my notebook into a shit filled toilet.”
“Accidentally dropping your notebook into a shit filled toilet.”
“Who even studies in a fucking toilet??”
“Well first of all you could benefit from some toilet study sessions and second of all it was a shit, people do weirder things all the time when they shit.”
“Have I ever told you you're a huge nerd?”
“Yeah, like every day so will you be the manager already??” you mull it over for a few seconds, weighing out pros and cons, hard work, running, but also there might be a few cute guys, and you needed some boosts for a college resume.. what could be the harm, you needed something other than binge watching shameless to do after school anyway.
“.... fine. One condition though.” he perked up, sending potato chip pieces flying all over your carpet.
“Anythin’”
“Clean your crumbs off my shit, and get me a new notebook- a new set of notebooks.”
“That's two conditions, babe.” maybe this was a bad idea
“You want a manager or not dawg.”
“Ok! Calm your overly large tits, maybe its the back pain making you angry-” he dodges the empty cookie tin you chuck at him. stupid athlete reflexes. 
“Shut the fuck up loser.” 
“-there you go again! Ok- ok- i can always massage them iif they hurt that ba-ok!!!! Point taken! Wheres you dustpan?” yeah. This was a bad idea.
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leahrintarou · 8 months
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my new masterlist
✧˖°. LEAH'S DOMAIN ✧˖°.
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🎃 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 !
✧ KINKTOBER 2022
✧ KINKTOBER 2023
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🏐 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 !
✧ KARASUNO
✧ NEKOMA
✧ FUKORODANI
✧ INARIZAKI
✧ SHIRATORIZAWA
✧ OTHERS
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🪄 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 !
✧ JUJUTSU SORCERERS
✧ CURSED SPIRITS/OTHERS
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⚡ 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 !
✧ TOKYO MANJI
✧ VALLAHA
✧ BLACK DRAGONS
✧ KANTO MANJI
✧ BONTEN
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filedyuzuchi · 11 months
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KUROO as your EX who desperately wants you back.
It has been seven years. 
You and Kuroo broke up seven years ago when the two of you were in your 18s. Your schedules weren’t matching, the two of you were immature, you were busy chasing your dreams of becoming an academic achiever, while he was busy training and attending matches to achieve his dream on being a professional volleyball player. It was tiring, that’s why breaking up was the solution of both of you. 
Or how you thought it was. 
Those seven years was a pain in the ass. Everytime you would experience something happy, you wished Kuroo was beside you. Your queen sized bed, feels a lot more bigger now he was gone. Your hand always seemed so heavy and cold without his touch. Each second he isn’t with you, it felt empty and painful. Even your friends wondered how you survived like this for seven years now. 
Currently, you’re a CEO of one of the most famous marketing companies. For some reason, you haven’t noticed that you once gave your business card to a professional athlete, that happens to be Kuroo, that’s why you are now on a phone call with him.  “Y/N..” Kuroo continues through the phone, voice shaking, nervous and at the same time excited that he has finally reached you now. “I can’t force you to be with me.” A sad tone appears from the phone, echoing through your eardrums. “But I hope you know that I am willing to do anything I can to make this right.” 
“You want me to beg for it?” He asks, sounding so desperate, that almost your co-workers have heard it too. “I’ll get down on my knees and beg for you. I’ll do it right now, if that’s what you want.” 
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