#oikawa tooru smut

[utahimeow]

ok for your kink game, tooru + “just the tip”….

cw — nsfw content minors dni. f!reader, smut, established relationship, super fluffy

“please, let me put it in?” tooru’s face is nestled into your neck as he whines. he nibbles at your neck–a fiend, his arms wrapped tight around your waist to keep you flush against his body as the sun rises outside.

“tooru, i have to be up–” you glance at the clock on your bedside table. “–five minutes ago. i can’t be late for work again.”

“just the tip? please? need to feel you,” he sighs, teasing his erection against your ass, whimpering pathetically when cloth gets in the way.

you curse the way he has you clenching around nothing, no doubt dripping from the way he grinds his bulge against you. “…fine. just the tip.”

it’s not uncommon for your pretty boyfriend to cause your morals to vanish. unfortunately for you, his silky voice and sparkly brown eyes and soft pink lips are just too hard to resist. but also you’d be stupid to deny him, with his sculpted body and his muscled arms and–well, his perfect dick.

tooru tugs his pajama pants down his legs, pumping his leaking cock as he pulls your panties aside, always grateful for your choice to wear no more than an oversized shirt and underwear to bed. he dips a finger into your hole, grinning when your wet walls clamp around him instantly.

“tooru…” you breathe, but it’s more of a moan than the warning you were trying to give.

“still need to get you ready, angel,” he coos, pressing soft kisses to your neck that have your heavy eyes fluttering shut.

when he’s satisfied with his prepping you, he shifts forward, dragging the head of his cock through your sopping folds, eliciting a whimpered plea from you. he grins like the asshole he is, but he’s reminded that he’s just as needy as you are when you grind your hips back against him. his tip catches your entrance and it’s enough to make him moan.

“c’mon tooru… quit teasing,” you say, still in a battle between sleep and consciousness.

he slides in–just his tip–and both of you sigh in unison from the somewhat relief. he drags it in and out, in and out, slow and steady, hardly enough to get either of you off.

there are times where you would appreciate this. the contact, the intimacy, the warmth of your boyfriend connected with you. right now though, you need release.

“more, tooru, need more,” you beg, your hand reaching back until it lands in his curls, all messy and askew.

“yeah?” he mumbles into your shoulder, grinding his hips a little harder. you think he’s probably about halfway in now, but the feeling of his fingers drifting beneath your shirt and landing on your soft nipples melts away your urge to argue.

each of his thrusts feeds the growing flame in your stomach, making your limbs go lax as you turn pliant for him. he peppers kisses over your neck, your jaw, your temple, desperate to be even closer to you, to melt into you.

before long, he’s burying himself to the hilt with each stroke, but you’re too close to care. and when his fingers reach between your soft thighs to play with your clit, you cry and gasp, clinging to his arm as he fucks you through your orgasm. he follows not long after, filling you up with warm ropes of cum and tiny gasps in your ear.

you should have known this was tooru’s plan all along, really, but it was over the moment you realised you were already late and did nothing about it. needless to say, you called in sick to work that day.

#oikawa smut #oikawa tooru smut #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru imagine #oikawa imagine #oikawa tooru fanfic #hq smut #haikyuu smut #hq x reader #hq drabble #haikyuu x reader #꒰ love letters. ꒱ #꒰ lovers. ꒱ — oikawa

[teamatsumu]

all eyes on you. (seijoh 4 x reader)

warnings: pure smut, not even an iota of plot, swearing, fem!reader, voyeurism, fingering, masturbation, implied group sex, slight degradation

word count: 1k

tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi @sleepyxxhead

“H-Hajime,” Your voice trembles and breaks, body arched and wound up tight. Your nails dig into his forearms enough to leave marks, but you’re not sure he minds, considering his fingers only speed up inside you and he moans deliciously in your ear.

Iwaizumi has your back against his chest, and your legs hooked over his. He spreads his legs, simultaneously spreading yours, his unoccupied arm wrapped tight around your waist to hold you in place and keep you nice and open for the three pairs of hungry eyes that are trained on your naked, sweaty body.

“Touch her clit,” Hanamaki whispers, his hand working over his own exposed cock. He is leaning back on the couch before you, looking more bored than anything, but his eyes are sizzling with heat, unblinking, and his hand on his cock is urgent. Your breath stutters, and you’re not sure if it’s because of his words or because Iwaizumi chooses that moment to curl his fingers inside you.

“Don’t tell me how to please my girlfriend.” Iwaizumi grunts back, free hand reaching up to cup at your breast almost possessively. Nevertheless, his fingers slide out of you with a wet squelch and reach up to toy at your engorged clit. Your legs jerk and you gasp at the change in sensations.

“Don’t get snarky, Iwa-chan.” Oikawa’s voice does not match the playfulness of his words. It is husky and low, and he too is playing with his erection. The head is deep pink and weeping with precum, proudly showing just how aroused he is. How can he not be? With the show Iwaizumi is using you to put on.

“She loves it so much, see? Look how pretty she looks.” Oikawa continues, voice turning softer now, more teasing. It almost doesn’t feel like a compliment. Like he is demeaning you, but it only turns you on even more. You can’t believe this is something you enjoy, the jeering way he was talking about you. Iwaizumi never did that. You whine, eyebrows creasing.

“She likes that.” Matsukawa somehow sounds just as sharp and teasing as Oikawa. He has been quiet this whole time, only watching. He hadn’t even undressed, choosing to instead stick his hand in his pants and slowly stroke over himself. Deep down, you longed to see his cock too, knowing because of the jokes the boys made over the years that he was more than well endowed. But you are too shy to voice your desire. You are already doing something you couldn’t have imagined in a million years.

“You assholes are lucky you’re even watching this.” Iwaizumi quipped. “Don’t be ungrateful.”

He keeps his fingers moving on your clit, unwinding his other arm from around you to fill up your empty hole again. You gasp and arch again, one arm reaching back to grip tight on his hair while the other continues clawing at his skin.

“Tell me how you feel, baby.” He coos, knowing you are getting closer.

“Tell us how you feel.” Oikawa interjects, grinning when Iwaizumi shoots him a glare. His hand speeds up, anticipating your release and wanting to reach his high at the same time.

“I-” You weep, tears escaping your eyes to coat your cheeks instead. “I- Hajime!”

“Sshh, I’ve got you.” Hajime kisses the skin just below your ear, a spot that he knows is sensitive. “You’re doing so good, baby. God, you’re so fucking beautiful. Everyone’s looking at you. You’re so sexy.”

“You are, Y/N-chan.” Oikawa speaks again. “Can’t believe I’ve never seen you like this before. Been missing out.”

“Wish it was me,” Hanamaki chimed in. “Wonder what your pretty pussy would feel like on my cock.”

“Watch it.” Iwaizumi warned, but you moaned loudly, clamping down hard on his fingers. Matsukawa snickered.

“You’ve got a whore on your hands, Iwa.” He commented. “She fucking loves the thought of it. Isn’t that right?”

He leans forward, hand moving faster and faster inside his jeans. His words shock you, he is so crass. But it sends a current zipping down your torso, settling like heat in the pit of your stomach. Iwaizumi rubbed hard against your clit, curling his fingers against your spot.

“You want their cocks?” Iwaizumi groans into the shell of your ear, picking up on how aroused you are getting. “You little slut. You’re not satisfied by just me. You’re not even satisfied by them watching. You need them to fuck you.”

You wail as you come, body winding tight as electricity runs up your spine and clutches tight at your lungs. You try to close your legs, to stop Hajime’s hands as they continue to abuse your sloppy pussy. He doesn’t let you, though. His legs hold yours in place as he watches your body writhe. There are groans and curses, as one man after another cums after you, reaching their limit at the sight of your undulating torso, your curled toes, your jaw slacked and your tears still flowing.

Iwaizumi finally pulls his fingers out, running his drenched hand over your sensitive cunt. You jump and whine, trying to push him away, but your weakened limbs are no match for him. He brings his hand down, spanking your pussy and making you yelp.

“Behave,” Iwaizumi nibbles at your earlobe. “Be nice. We have guests.”

Your eyes finally find your audience, their flushed cheeks and hazy eyes. You immediately notice the white that coats their cocks, their hands, some traveling up their bare fronts. You flush at the sight, and you feel something in your core stir again.

Iwaizumi pats your thigh, closing his legs and encouraging you to move. He manhandles you to face him, bringing your focus down to his still rock hard cock. Your breath hitches at the little smirk on his face.

“C’mon, baby. Take care of me. And if these idiots wanna keep watching, they’re welcome to.”

No one moves from the couch, straightening to eye the show you will put on next.

#iwaizumi hajime x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #hanamaki takahiro x reader #matsukawa issei x reader #seijoh 4 #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi hajime smut #oikawa tooru smut #hanamaki takahiro smut #matsukawa issei smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut

[tiza0925]

Drink it All | 18+

Warning/Tags: nsfw, afab/female reader, intoxicated/drugged sex (consensual), praise kink, pet names, teasing, vaginal fingering, degradation kink, multiple orgasms, dumbification, overstimulation, squirting, finger sucking, mating press, creampie, raw sex, Oikawa is great with aftercare though, SET IN A TIMELINE WHERE ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED-UP AND OVER 18 

Pairing: Oikawa Tooru x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“All of it, love.” 

You listen, tipping your head back as you lift the cup, your mouth open and throat working with a swallow as the liquid pours into your mouth. 

You feel your heart racing with nerves, your chest rising and falling rapidly, unsure how your body will react to this. 

But Oikawa said you’ll be okay. 

And you trust him. 

When you let out a wet gasp after swallowing the entire drink, you tip your chin back down to look at Oikawa—vision a little foggy, and your eyes feel hot and wet. 

“Good girl,” His smile is serene, syrupy, and slow, and he reaches with one hand to take the cup from you, while his other hand tucks a few strands of hair behind your ear. “You always listen so well for me.” 

If this was with anyone else—you would’ve never agreed to this. 

Drinking an unknown liquid—because they asked you to—is fucking insane. 

But this is Oikawa—someone you’ve been dating for years, now. 

And he’s never given you a reason to not trust him—hence, the reason why you’re in this position, to begin with. 

Sitting on the bed, back against the bed frame with your legs—that are exposed except for your panties still on—sprawled out in front of you, and he sits in between those spread-out legs, easing you as the liquid takes over your senses. 

Your eyelids are starting to feel heavy, your mind slowly being stuffed with cotton, and you blink slowly—feeling the liquid travel and spread heat across your body and between your legs, and you murmur while getting a little drowsy, “Feels weird.” 

The expression on Oikawa’s face is soft and affectionate, and his hand moves to swipe a thumb over your plush lips. “I know, baby, you must feel all fuzzy in the head now, hm?” 

You nod, your limbs feeling heavy, and Oikawa runs his hands—they’re so rough but warm and heavy—up along your legs, squeezing your thighs as he soothes you. “You’re okay.” 

He must’ve noticed how you try to fight whatever drug was in that drink, or maybe he noticed how tense your legs are as he massages them, his voice coming out velvety and smooth. “Don’t fight it, love, it’s okay.” 

You let out a small whine—you’re not used to feeling your body lose control like this. 

“Just keep your legs open for me,” He murmurs, pulling at your panties to peel it off of you. “I’ll make you feel good, okay? No need to be scared, baby.” 

Your breathing quickens, and you feel your cunt throb as cold air fans against it once Oikawa takes your panties off—

“Shit, look at you,” Oikawa groans, brushing the tips of his fingers over your slit. “Such a pretty thing for me.” 

You don’t realize just how wet you already are—your entire body is quickly turning numb—but you do hear the wet sounds Oikawa’s fingers make as it toys with your pussy. 

“It’s so messy already,” He lifts his head to look at you, and a lopsided smile tugs at his mouth. “You that eager for me to use you, baby?” 

You shiver, unable to respond with how heavy your tongue feels in your mouth, only being able to let out silent moans—mouth opened—heavily panting and gasping. 

Oikawa chuckles, all low, and one hand grips your chin in a firm hold—directing you to look down between your legs where his other hand is. “See how wet you are?” 

As he says that, Oikawa pushes his middle finger inside you until the last knuckle, and you let out a whine as you watch how easily his finger sinks in.

God—you feel so achy, especially in your cunt. 

“Look at you sucking me in,” Oikawa keeps his hand on your chin, and you watch the way his finger drags in and out of you—the inside of his palm opened and facing you—the muscles in his hand working as he continuously curls his finger inside you. “Such a needy pussy, love.” 

You let out a whimper, sounding a little frustrated because you can’t feel anything with just one finger, and your fingers dig into the sheets beneath you as you mutter slowly, “Tooru…I—”

“You need more?” He already knows without needing you to say it, not with how needy your voice sounds—spurring him on as he gives your chin a gentle squeeze before letting go. “Those drugs already got you all numb that you can’t feel anything, hm, baby?” 

You nod, and your suck in a sharp breath when two more fingers join his middle—pushing all three inside your greedy cunt—and your eyes roll back when you finally feel a delicious stretch inside you, and the base of your head lolls back to lean against the bed frame. 

“That feel good?” 

You gulp, your voice breathy. “Y-yeah—”

But then you gasp, and your words bleed into a moan when Oikawa presses his thumb on your puffy little clit. 

“Can you cum for me, princess?” You whine, feeling yourself tighten around his fingers when he calls you that, and you close your eyes—feeling the drugs fully kick in and you’re too weak and numb to even move your head anymore. 

But you trust Oikawa to take good care of you—because he never hurt you. 

So you let go, feeling him stretch your pussy with his fingers while rubbing your clit to a throbbing orgasm. 

All you hear are his words praising you, telling you how much of a good girl you are and how pretty you look cumming on his fingers. 

But then—

But then soon after, you feel empty, and you manage to look down with a frown, only to see Oikawa pulling his fingers out—leaking with your juices—leaving your swollen pussy pulsing around nothing.

And he must’ve noticed the little pout you have on because he chuckles—leaning in to give your pouty lips a sweet kiss and murmurs against them. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll fill you up again just the way you like it, okay?” 

You sloppily kiss back—too slow and loopy to respond—and you make a small sound as Oikawa moves you to lay down on your back, feeling your body sink into the plush bed while he lifts your legs. 

Then you feel him guiding your legs over his shoulders, and something hot and heavy slides over your pussy. 

“You just need to look pretty for me,” Oikawa murmurs, voice also getting breathy, and he turns to give your calf a warm kiss, continuing to rock his hips to slide his cock over your leaking folds—making his balls hit your puffy lips. 

He does that, making your pussy drool all over his length as his pre-cum leaks over your tummy, teasing your engorged clit with every bump of his tip against it. 

And all you do is take it, lying there, moaning and panting until his cock finally pushes inside you—filling every inch of your plush walls—and Oikawa groans. 

“Fuck,” He leans down, kissing you because he just needs to, making you lose your mind and moan into the kiss. “So tight, baby, swallowing me like a good little slut for me.” 

And god—you throb around him, your arousal dripping everywhere and making a mess as he continues to sink further inside you until his hips are flushed against yours. 

But you’re too dizzy and muddled to feel the way his fat cock stretches you—how your pussy hugs him and makes him all wet as you cream all over his girth. 

All you feel is this buzzing ache growing stronger and stronger as he sets a pace of fucking you deep and slow—hearing the wet squelches of your pussy to show just how wrecked you are. 

All you feel is something thick lodged into you and choking you as he puts you in a mating press. 

And he fucks you, murmuring how dirty you are, how you take him like a dumb needy slut that always needs her pussy filled. 

All words that are laced with a level of affection where you know he doesn’t genuinely mean it. 

But he knows how much you love hearing it.

And Oikawa is just a caring partner that likes to make you lose it every time he fucks you. 

Even if that means abusing your tight little cunt while you’re brainless and unable to move to do anything about it. 

You whine when pressure is felt on your clit—and Oikawa rubs his thumb in slow circles over your clit, all while his dick thrusts in and out, pulling a trickle of fluid to wet the bed and his legs in the process. 

Soon enough—you’re arching your back, crying out a moan, as another orgasm pulses through you with a sudden snap. 

“There you go—shit—you were made to take me,” Oikawa fucks into you as you cum, gushing out clear fluids as you make a squirting mess on the both of you. 

And fuck—Oikawa loves it when you squirt. 

He loves seeing your face contort with pleasure as you make a mess on him—all because of his doing and his cock inside you. 

“Fuck—you’re so messy, you must feel all loose and dumb, huh, baby?” 

You start to cry, overstimulated from him fucking you through your orgasm, and his thumb hasn’t left your poor little clit.

But you still manage to nod.

And god—Oikawa wants to kiss you senseless at how much he loves you right now. 

“It’s okay, love,” He shushes you, wiping a tear on your cheek with his thumb, your lashes flutter against your cheek as you close your eyes. “I just need to cum, okay?” 

You shiver, only able to mumble out, “Kay.”

You’re fucked dumb by this point, feeling like a rag doll as he holds you and shoves his cock into you with no abandon. 

But he knows how to fuck you to make you cum almost easily—his dick hitting that sweet spot in your walls over and over with every roll of your hips—his balls slapping your sloppy pussy as warmth travels from your core down to your legs, stars shooting beneath your closed eyelids as everything turns white and blurry. 

You think you orgasmed again. 

You can’t tell. 

All you feel is liquid heat filling your bones, a hot and heavy body on top of you, and yourself melting into the bed beneath you. 

“Suck on this,” You don’t know what Oikawa is making you suck on—but your mouth opens anyway, almost instinctively, just from hearing the word ‘suck’ from him.

But then you feel his thumb press on your tongue, and you immediately moan as you wrap your lips around it, sucking it as if it was his cock. 

“Good baby,” Oikawa drawls, voice low and heavy, “your mouth is too sweet to not use it.” 

You just suck some more, letting him hold you down and fuck deep into you until you’re letting out another squirting orgasm—soaking the bed and his stomach—and you hear his groan falter, his pace quickening. 

“You gonna keep all my cum inside you, baby?” He asks that, and you whimper with a nod, giving his thumb a slow suck. 

“W-want it—”

And that’s all he needs to hear to make that final cord in him cut loose, and he’s grinding his hips against yours as he buries his dick as far as he can—spurting out thick loads of cum deep inside you, making your sore pussy drink every drop. 

“Such a good slut for me, baby,” He kisses your lips so gently, lovingly, as the last bits of his sticky cum spill into you—filling you so much that some leaks out while his cock is still inside your cunt. 

You grunt, so fucking exhausted and ready to knock out from whatever the hell Oikawa gave you. 

And he smiles, sweet and affectionate, kissing you one last time before pulling back, his voice soft. “Let me take care of you now, love.” 

And he does. 

With lots of praise and kisses. 

With a warm bath after wiping you clean. 

Even if you feel too dizzy and intoxicated to move properly—Oikawa happily does all the work for you.

He makes sure you drink some water, giving you bits of fruit to eat as well. 

He takes such good care of you after treating you like a fuck toy in bed—

And you smile, all dazed and warm, through it all—your heart feeling so full.

End.

> Masterpost

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[forusomimiya]

"Mmm baby… so cute and so greedy…" His words lash your body as he sinks into your neck and deposits wet kisses accompanied by moans each time you squeeze as he hits your cervix. "You make me feel so good, mi amor. Your body matching perfectly with mine, as if you were made for me… tan linda...".

"T-tooru… I don't understand what yar saying…" It's not the first time Oikawa praises you in Spanish, but hearing him speak is like music to your ears. Warm words that create a swirl deep inside you and oh god, you wish he would talk to you like that forever.

"But what about how you're squeezing around me? Do you like it when I talk to you like that, bebé? Your walls cling tighter to him as he whispers in your ear. His pace increases and he grabs you to fuck you deeper. He knows what you like and he's going for it.

"Please Tooru, I-I'm close… just- make me cum please, please…"

"Begging like a needy one? I see… How do you ask for things, cariño?" his constant thrusts prevent you from concentrating on the question. You try to clear your mind, come back to reality and focus on Oikawa, but now he's started massaging your hole and damn it, you just want to be a fucking mess and not think about what the fuck he wants you to answer. But if you don't, he won't give you what you want. "P-por - por favor....?" "Please... what?" his balls hitting your clit don't help this situation moving forward. "And look at me when I'm talking to you". You try to look back as best you can.

Damn. He's a fucking mess too. You won't last long, and knowing him, if you cum without his permission, maybe he'll torture you for a while longer. "Shit… I-I need you to fill me up, to cum inside me" you take a second to catch your breath and try not to blush at what you are about to say. "...por favor". "Buena chica... ahora córrete para mi... dirty me with your cum" His image fades from your eyes as you hear his command and you let yourself go, as if you were a bitch that has been trained by her master. You feel the pleasure slowly consume you as Oikawa focuses on you, on your grimaces of pleasure as you feel him filling you, and on your high-pitched, long moans, begging him for more, and reminding him how much you love him.

"Aahh yes, yes! thank you tooru...! thank you, I- I love you…"

"My dumb slut, I love you too...”

__________________________________________ don't worry, I'll put the translations here :D "mi amor" - "my love" "tan linda" - "so pretty"

"bebé" - "baby" "cariño" - "like... honey, sweetheart..." "por favor" - "please" "buena chica, ahora córrete para mi" - "good girl... now cum for me"

Well, it’s taken me about a MONTH to do this and oh my god, I rlly wanted to do it. It took me a while to think about the situation but well, here it is. I go to sleep happy, wishing to dream of an oikawa talking to me in Spanish 😴😴

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[broshot]

men who act and seem strong but once you reach the bedroom with them the roles are reversed >>>

nsfw under the cut

♡♡♡

"please," a soft whimper leaves his mouth.

"please what?" you tease.

"please touch me more."

you slide your hands along his inner thighs. he raises his hips, trying to make you touch him where he needs it the most.

"you need to be patient," you whisper as you slowly unbutton his shirt.

"but I need you so bad," he whines.

"I know you do, but patience is the key, yeah?"

he whines again, obviously getting more and more impatient as seconds pass. you're now messing with his belt, probably undoing it way too slow on purpose.

he closes his eyes and tries to ignore the painfully aching bulge in his pants. you brush your palm against it a few times as you slide his belt off, making him squirm.

you're being too slow, he thinks. he kicks his pants off as you undress yourself and starts palming his bulge through his underwear. he's able to relieve some of the frustration from earlier but he needs you to be the one touching him.

"please," he whimpers, "please touch me."

"you know I can't say no to you when you're like this." you say and finally do what he's been aching for this whole time.

you remove his underwear and let his bulge out. it slaps his stomach, making him even more embarrassed.

"how do you think everyone would react if they knew how you act behind closed doors?" you tease.

he bucks his hips upwards again. "please, I'll be a good boy.. I need you to touch me," he whines.

you slowly wrap your fingers around his erection, earning a breathy moan from him. his dick twitches slightly at your touch.

"fuck," he breathes out. his abs tighten and release as he tries to hold his orgasm in.

"I've barely touched you and you're already on the verge of cumming?" you say teasingly.

"what can I say? you're just.. too good," he says.

you start palming him slowly, earning many breathy whimpers and moans from him.

"please, let me cum," he whines. "I'll hold the next one in, I promise, just let me cum, please."

"go on, honey. I couldn't say no to that," you breathe out. who could deny a man like him in such a state?

"thank you, thank you, I'm coming," he moans. he raises his hands to hold the headboard above him as he cums, just because he needs to hold something. and boy, he cums a lot.

the sight in front of you sure is worth it; his stomach and chest is covered in his own cum and he's breathing heavily. his hair is messy and the look on his face is pure gold. he's looking at you with a look that says "you're everything, my everything".

"you're going to be the end of me," he breathes out with a soft chuckle. "god... how do you always manage to get me so messed up? who would've thought.. a man like me," he mumbles.

"a man like you, huh?" you tease. "well, hold on tight, because we aren't done," you say.

he smiles and pulls you close, pressing a soft kiss on your lips. "I'm all ready for you, always," he says and leans in to leave a trail of wet kisses along your neck.

"this will be a long night.."

gojo satoru, nanami, geto, choso, toji, atsumu, sakusa, oikawa, ushijima, kageyama, and your fav♡ (let me know if you have a character in mind who would fit this)

a/n: this is cringe ngl. i love subby men.

I took a break, sorry for not posting for a while :(

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[hvly]

No, cause let’s talk about the virgins tired of being virgins.

My personal favorite is that Oikawa has never gotten any type of close with a girl because of the sheer amount of bitches he has around him

(Also, I stumbled across your blog and I think I’m in love??? Please say you’re not taken 👏🏼)

ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴍ 🗣️ : anon, babe, forgive me for getting to this so astronomically late. BUT now that I'm here, let's talk about it 🤭 Oikawa is a hoe in theory, not practice. And I am more than happy to elaborate.

ᴄᴡ: virginity loss (male), afab reader, light praise. not proofread so be nice.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ : 1k+

Humor me for a minute. Imagine what it'd be like to take THE Tooru Oikawa’s virginity. To be his first, if you will. He'd try to be really smooth about it. Using his flirtatious nature to cover up the fact that he's inexperienced when it comes to being intimate. And who, honestly, would doubt or question his validity? 

The volleyball player is far from short on potential sexual partners. Throngs of fangirls practically throw themselves at his feet, hoping to land on his radar for just one chance. And like any good idol, he gives his adoring fans what they wish and pray for.

Pandering to his female fans by addressing them as “his girls”, giving hugs instead of handshakes at fan meet-ups, and playful flirty banter to appear more personal and within reach. No one who’s ever interacted with him would get the impression that he’s a “virgin”. 

To say he had you fooled would be quite the understatement. And to say you were pleasantly surprised to be the one to find out would be an even greater one. 

You stare down at where your bodies would soon connect, your hand gently leading his member to align with your entrance. Oikawa's bangs tickled your forehead as he watched, his breaths gradually getting shorter out of what you could only assume was anticipation. “Are you ready?” you ask, looking up at the brunette through your lashes. 

He nods slightly, breathing out an airy ‘yes’. You felt your heart skip in your chest, the way he answered catching you off guard. It felt surreal guiding the reputed womanizer through his first time and seeing him like this. Meek, breathless, desperate. How lucky you were to have this opportunity.

“Okay,” you whisper, taking a deep breath before leading his cock into your welcoming walls, using your legs to gradually pull him in. Oikawa inhales sharply from the new sensation, quietly muttering to himself as he sinks inch by inch into you. 

You lay still when Oikawa bottoms out, allowing him a moment to adjust to each other’s bodies. “How does it feel?” you ask, your hands coming up to cup his face. His cheeks were warm in the palm of your hands, ears hot against the pads of your fingers. He’s breathy when he responds, brown eyes misty as he looks at you. “Good...Really good,” he mutters, his collarbone peaking through with each breath he took. “Can I?” he paused, voice breathy and barely above a whisper, afraid to appear too eager. He looks like he’s close to tears, eyes glassy against his flushed skin. You peered back into those warm eyes, rubbing your thumbs across his cheeks as you nodded.

Oikawa swallows and fixes his hands to your hips. You felt him move backward, his cock dragging against your walls. He starts slowly, his hips rocking in a steady back-and-forth motion. Soft groans and hushed curses sounded from the boy as he relaxed, less rigid and more confident. 

Your eyes fluttered shut, lip caught between your teeth as you let Oikawa use your cunt to find a comfortable pace he could build on. Gradually, his movements quickened. His thrusts became less tentative and more precise, hitting faster and deeper every time his hips connected with yours. You gasped quietly, your eyes snapping open upon Oikawa’s (frankly unexpected) new pace. 

Your breaths start to quicken as pleasure slowly builds in your core. “Yeah, keep going,” you moan. Oikawa huffs out some sort of acknowledgment as he continues to drill into your tight walls. You vocalized your pleasure loudly, praising the brunette for how well he was doing. And in such a short amount of time for someone who claimed they were inexperienced. 

For a moment, you wondered if the pro volleyball player was lying about his virginity. Maybe he was using it as a type of ploy to garner sympathy from his fans.

But the thought went as soon as it came. Your attention was brought back with a jolt of pleasure shooting up your spine, your hips bucking in response. You gasped before it was quickly replaced with a loud moan, your hands gripping the pillows behind you. Oikawa groans above you, his fingers digging into the fat of your hip. 

Any timidity that he previously had was now long gone. He thrust into you with a new found confidence. Or maybe it was just pure lust and pleasure that drove him. You went into this fully expecting not to orgasm, but the virgin boy proved not to be underestimated. 

You couldn’t help but rain praises down on the brunette, his performance truly commendable.. ‘Yes ! Just like that’ and ‘You’re doing so good’ falling freely from your lips as the coil in your abdomen steadily wound up. Oikawa threw his head back with a loud moan before looking back at you with hazy chocolate eyes. “Gonna cum…Fuck, I’m cumming,” he manages to choke out, squeezing his eyes shut as he nears his end. You moan in time with his frantic thrusts, yeses ringing throughout the room like a mantra. 

His cock twitched with such intensity you swore you could feel every vein on his cock, even through the latex barrier he wore. You reach climax first, your cunt fluttering around Oikawa. He pumped into your walls once, twice, three times before his hips suddenly stilled. Oikawa gasped loudly, an equally loud and drawn out moan filling in any possible silence within the room. You felt his load steadily fill the condom, the faintest traces of warmth within your walls. Every twitch of his cock added to the feeling of (technical) fullness, and you were almost certain that he’d spill out of it if he kept cumming like this. 

Oikawa collapsed on top of you, his breathing heavy and his heart pounding against your shoulder. You smiled a bit, bringing a hand up to ruffle his hair. He chuckled breathlessly, propping himself up to look at you. 

“So,” he smiled, a smirk tugging on his features, “Did I earn the title of womanizer?” Oikawa’s expression was light and playful, not taking himself too seriously and well aware of his reputation as a “lady-killer”. You giggled, shaking your head lightly.

“Almost. Still gotta teach you a few things before then.”

© 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴𝘰𝘯 2023. 𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘺.

#𓆩𖥔𓆪 — verses #oikawa x reader #oikawa smut #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa x reader smut #haikyuu smut #oikawa toru smut #oikawa tooru smut

[blueparadis]

❝ CUM FOR ME, CUM FOR DADDY ❞ + Sakusa Kiyoomi,Atsumu Miya,Kōtarō Bokuto,Oikawa Tooru,Tetsurō Kuroo,Rintarō Suna.

+.CWs —» afab-reader, explicit smut & sexual themes, sub-dom dynamics {sub! bokuto}, s & m dynamics, blow!job,breeding kink, cunnilingus , spanking (once), degradation, praise, f-overstimulation, implied voyeurism, implied exhibitionism, cum play, aftercare;

+. SYNOPSIS —» rough,raw aftercare moments after they cum on their favorite spots. Wait? is that enough? Just to cum only where he prefers?

thanks to @maitaro ;) for detailed review. Like, I would re-read them later for sure & @mrskenmakozume @tetsukentona @beware-of-the-rogue for β’ reading <3

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SAKUSA KIYOOMI

Sakusa isn't taking any more risks. He needs to cum inside your pussy, and fill you up more than you can keep count in a single session. Hanking up your legs around his torso, moving onto your waist,he groans into your mouth. “Baby, stay with me...stay with me baby,” he mumbles, peppering kisses on your puffy lips as you're about to whine that you just can't take it anymore. He swiftly shifts your hands above your head, pressing them just a little as he thrusts a few more deep, broad strokes. “Ah! There we go!” he coos, watching his cum oozing through your slick wet cunt. He pulls out his dick, jerking above your belly button barely grazing your upper crescent of the vagina, making you flinch. He pulls you close to his sweaty chest as he shifts beside you. “Hey…,” he rasps softly, watching you catch your breath as you nuzzle over his naked chest that's glistening with sweat.

ATSUMU MIYA

Atsumu cums inside you, always. He just can't get enough of your naked beauty when you're underneath him, shuddering due to his nearing orgasm. Your hands fly back to grip the bed sheets while he grabs your waist firmly to release his cum inside you. And as the mix of white sticky fluid starts to drip along your inner thighs, he rests his head over your cleavage. He is immensely fond of your drumming heartbeats syncing with his. And, he likes it raw; the feeling of your walls around his cock ready to pound again. But not until he's pushing his cum inside you again, white rings forming around his thick cock. Your throbbing clit makes you scream in pain, yet his sweet kisses followed by groans are enough to drive you insane.

KŌTARŌ BOKUTO

Bokuto doesn't have any preference, but he gets pouty if you don't let him cum inside you, or at least you should let him cum on your hands while jerking him off. “Ohhh fuck! Fuck,” he groans as you slow down your pace. He doesn't want to interrupt you; he likes it when you jerk him off, stopping at every nearing orgasm, making him throw back his head. Hell, he would kiss you just not to use his muscular buffy arms on you so as to push your face into his dick. There is a reason why his hands are being clamped on the edge of the desk. But as soon as he's at the limit, he can't hold it anymore, he needs to release his fluid, but watching you tap onto his pink mushroom tip leaking with precum makes him snap. “Gonna cum...mmgh... gonna cummmmmm!” he warns before spilling his white sticky seed onto the floor, soaking your hand. Nah! He doesn't waste any further before having you pinned against the wall to aid your aching clit.

OIKAWA TOORU

Oikawa is moody, but mostly he prefers to let his cum spread over your cunt and your inner thighs. He'll let his face sink in between your legs while he rubs his cock. Yes, that's what he likes the most, especially when he's in urgent need of a quickie. “Darlin’ just a little more,” he warns, hovering over you, watching your swollen clit leaking your orgasm already. He lets out a throaty chuckle, noticing your delirious high. “I want you to touch yourself, now !” he whispers in a stern voice as he pumps his cock. And as you finger yourself, moaning and groaning his name, cursing every now and then, a grin smothers his face. Quickly adjusting his throbbing member along your cunt, he lets his seed drip onto your inner thighs, cunt, and a little bit over your belly. Seeing your hands rubbing his cum over your belly is a great turn-on for him. Do that and you're stuck for at least two more quickies.

TETSURŌ KUROO

Kuroo likes it on your back, especially the wing bones, at first. He just can't get enough of your whimpers when your boobs are pressed against the mattress, your hands gripping the bed sheets as he ruts deep inside you. He loves to watch your face as he takes you from behind. “You gonna cum, aren't you?” he asks, feeling your warm walls clenching, watching you buck your hips to get close to your high. “Oh fuckkk!” you gasp as he lands a sharp slap on your ass cheeks before pulling his cock out to spill his seed over your back. It's a drill for him. Warm white fluid sprinkles over your back as you ease your breath. That's the starting point for him. He can't let you go; you're precious to him, his cute little cocksleeve.

RINTARŌ SUNA

Suna mostly prefers it on your boobs, especially when you're half-clad. Something about your hard nipples peeking through the white shirt just makes him push his cock deeper into your throat. Just before releasing his fluid, he pulls out, letting you breathe fresh air. Your hands are resting on the ground as you pant heavily. Unable to steady your breathing, he starts to stroke himself faster, lips getting exploited in between his teeth as he tries to keep his moans down. “C’mon girl! Up here,” he instructs, chinning your face and getting broader access to your chest as he coats your top with his fluid. But he can't leave his girl like that, so it doesn't take him much longer to pick you up so as to put you on your office desk ready to fuck your pussy this time.

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[k3ntarou]

𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 | 𝟏𝟖+ || 𝐭.𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

— 𝐰𝐜: 𝟏𝐤

— 𝐜𝐰: 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐝O𝐦!𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚/𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐡I𝐥𝐢𝐚, 𝐬𝐩𝐚/𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭, 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐭 (𝐧𝐜 𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚'𝐬 𝐜/𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞)

to oikawa, you’re everything. you’re the love of his life, his dream come true, everything he’s ever wanted. you’re his sweet angel girl, his baby, his princess.

and he never hesitates to show you off to the whole world. he always posts pictures of you in his stories and his instagram, tweets about you several times a day and talks about nothing but you when he’s with others. anyone who knows him, is aware of how he’s willing to lay the world to your feet if you just asked for it.

yet…whenever it’s just the two of you, he turns into the complete opposite and you can’t believe just how obsessed you are with it.

everyone around you – even the whole world – knows him as a sweet, attentive and caring partner, which is probably why it’s so much more alluring, so much more dazzling to see this other side to him.

because whenever oikawa’s got your hands tied to the headboard with your pretty body put on complete display for him to use as he pleases, that’s when he turns into the oikawa tooru only you know.

“look at you, princess”, a soft chuckle follows his words and for a moment you forget the feeling of frustration rushing through your veins, only to let out a loud sob once the realization hits you again.

“you’re such a fucking crybaby”, oikawa scoffs and rolls his eyes, your thighs neatly placed over his as he nudges your sensitive clit with the leaking tip of his rock hard cock.

your body reacts to the brief stimulation with a quick arch of your back and a row of breathy whimpers, not one coherent word leaving your lips.

you have absolutely no idea how long he’s been edging you, but you can feel the damp spot on the sheets right underneath your cunt every time you move.

“stop fucking squirming.”

your brain barely manages to process his words before you feel the harsh pain of a firm spank on your cunt sending you even deeper into the haze of absolute pleasure. even more tears start streaming down your temples and without even hesitating a single second, oikawa lands another hard spank on your sensitive flesh.

“t-tooru”, it’s slurred and the only thing to leave your lips in between sobs, yet exactly what your boyfriend has been waiting for.

“huh? are you crying even more now? oh, my goodness! mean ‘kawa, mean ‘kawa! the baby’s crying because she’s not getting what she wants, hmph!”

his words, the his gaze and his face are dripping in mockery as he never once averts his eyes from yours to make sure you know he’s making fun of you and even if your cunt starts clenching in response to him, you can’t help but push your lips into a pout and whimper.

you love the way he looks at you when he’s in his element, and despite feeling like you’re about to pass out from frustration, you feel every bit of your body enjoy his teasing.

“please, tooru”, you ignore him and arch your back again, moaning at the feeling of his tip so close to your soaking wet cunt, “i can’t t-take it.”

this time he doesn't just chuckle. oikawa smiles right before he throws his head back and bursts into actual laughter at your words, one of his hands casually pumping his big cock in the meantime and you can’t hold back the sigh of frustration anymore.

“y-y-you c-c-can’t t-t-take it? oh, no! what are we gonna do now?”

within just a minute, tooru switches from amused to strict, his smile disappears as he reaches for your face and grabs it with his free hand to make you look right into his eyes.

"do you want me to untie you so you can go and fuck your little whorehole like the slutty brat you are, hm? is that what you want, angel girl? or do you want to hump my pillow like a desperate whore and make an even bigger mess than you already have? come on, use those b-big girl words for me, will you?”

your body heats up even further with every single one of his words of absolute degradation and mockery, your brain is way too cloudy to register anything properly and at this point you’re far too distracted by the way he’s teasing your entrance with his tim every time he speaks.

“no”, the response comee quicker than either of you would expect, “wanna cum on your cock. please, tooru.”

“wanna do that, wanna do this, don’t wanna do this – how about i fuck some manners into that stupid princess brain of yours so you won’t ever forget how you’re supposed to talk to me, angel, hm? yeah, that sounds quite good to me”, you nod along with his words and agree to every single one of it as you take in the sight of his flushed cheeks and blown out pupils.

you know he’s been edging himself for just as long and after a day as long as this one, the professional athlete is craving the feeling of your sweet cunt around his cock.

maybe that’s why he doesn’t torture you any longer and just lets a thick drop of his spit fall onto the tip of his cock right before he pushes inside of your tiny cunt.

the stretch makes your head spin and you choke on the breath you’ve been holding for the past minute. and when he finally thrusts himself a little deeper inside of you, a loud, high pitched moan of his name falls past your lips, easily eliciting a deep growl from your lover.

“don’t you dare cum, baby”, he teases and bottoms out with one swift movement of his hips, “or i’m gonna make sure you’re gonna regret it. make me proud and do as you’re told, yeah?”

and how could you deny him a request as sweet as this one, when he’s everything you’ve ever dreamed of?

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu!! smut #oikawa smut #oikawa tooru smut #mean doms cw #degradation cw #mocking cw #spit cw #size cw #; oikawa tooru #; haikyuu #; drabbles

[sir-kuroo]

A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL –✦– OIKAWA TOORU

GRAND DEMON KING OIKAWA's one-on-one duel with you escalated to something you didn't expect...inspired by final haikyuu quest! happy halloween 🥂

f!reader, pwp, enemies to lovers, oral, f*ngering, 69, multiple, mindbreak, ahegao, creampie, grand demon king!oikawa

How did things turn out like this? How were his lips on yours while his tongue roamed your mouth so intoxicatingly that you felt heat building up between your thighs? 

News had it that the Grand Demon King Oikawa was eyeing your village. There had been rumors that he was brutal, cold-hearted, and mean. To defend your home, you travelled to settle things with the Grand Demon King through a duel.  

His castle was dimly lit, and you could tell how cold and lonely the place was. The gargoyles were easy to defeat, and it didn’t take you long to reach him in his throne room. Despite the dimness and the eerie ambiance of the place, you were surprised by the Grand Demon King himself.  

Oikawa was...a handsome man. Good thing you had a helmet on which could hide the amused expression on your face. His horns weren’t terrifying. His red eyes even added more appeal. He was magnetic and charismatic; someone you would fantasize kissing. Wait...what were you even thinking? You musn’t be crushing on this man! He’s the Grand Demon King! Was this part of his magic? You shouldn’t give in! 

“Oh, ‘nother knight, huh?” Oikawa quirked a brow up. “I heard of you. You’re Y/N.” He scoffed egotistically. “Easy peas—” 

You rushed in for an attack, “Stay out of my village.” 

He was amazed. He didn’t see that coming especially from someone like you. “What if I want to?” 

“Then, I’ll stop you now.” 

Even with your armor, you appeared quite...frail in comparison with the other knights he defeated, he thought. Ha! Your audacity to fight with him, the Grand Demon King Oikawa, yet he weirdly admired that from you.  

With several exchanges of attacks and a few amount of time, Oikawa oddly felt a special kind of fondness for you. He couldn’t deny...you were the smartest of all the knights he came across with so far, almost outwitting him in some of your advances. He’d keep you as one of his companions in addition to Kuroo and Bokuto. Then it’s time for this fight to be over, ultimately delivering his final blow. 

You fell on your back. The impact shattered your armor into pieces and sent your helmet flying off fully revealing your feminine figure and beautiful face underneath, something very vivid amidst the darkness of his throne room.  

Oikawa’s eyes widened. W-What?! “You-You’re a woman?!” He exclaimed in disbelief.  

“What’s it to you?” You questioned, annoyed. He seemed to be more powerful than you, but your spirit would never waver! You would never accept defeat. 

He turned on his back and held onto his chest. His heart beat so loud. Oh, how could fate be so cruel?  How come he finally met his perfect match but in the form of an enemy?  

Despite the bad rep about him, the Grand Demon King Oikawa’s biggest, deepest and darkest secret was that he’s a hopeless romantic, and right now he could strongly tell you’re his love at first sight. His soulmate. 

“Coward?” You provoked. He shouldn’t turn his back on you. You must settle things before it’s too late. “Are you refusing to fight me because I’m a woman?” 

Oikawa scoffed. “Don’t you ever try me.” 

“So what now?” You dared and he sure felt his dick harden at your admirable bravado. He wanted this to be romantic but you left him with no choice. 

He walked closer to you, and you inhaled sharply. The way he oozed so much appeal was distracting. Bracing yourself, you took on a fighting stance ready to risk your life as you came face-to-face with him. You gulped, he’s attractive and a bit intimidating in a way you couldn’t explain.  

“W-What are you gonna do?” You put on a brave face, but before you could even process it, what happened next was something you didn’t see coming. 

Oikawa had his lips on yours. His hands cupped your face firmly as he dipped his tongue inside your mouth and started massaging yours. Your eyes shut in response. The kiss was making you feel tingly and weak.  

W-What's this? Your head was spiraling and all you wanted to do was to surrender. No- You shouldn’t give in. Holding onto his wrists, you deepened the kiss. If he’s pulling his dirty tricks off, then you’d play even dirtier.  

Oikawa didn’t even cast any magic or release any pheromones and he didn’t have any intention to. He believed in true love. The way you kissed him was enough proof that you’re the love of his life and that urged him to convince you even further. 

Swiftly, Oikawa removed his robe and coat, leaving only a loose white dress shirt. He pulled you in by the waist, letting you know how hard you made him fall for you. You moaned in the kiss as you felt his erection against your stomach. You amped up your game, grinding your body against his and stimulating him even more. He placed a knee in between your legs and rubbed against your pussy. The kiss broke off with the two of you panting, both competing to get each other off first.  

He sucked on the exposed skin of your neck and groped your breast, while you palmed his hard-on and unbuttoned his pants to free and stroke his dick. He groaned and you smiled a little in victory.  

“You seemed to be enjoying me too much,” he said. 

You replied, “I think you’re falling weak for me.” 

Shit! You caught him and he couldn’t let this be one-sided, so he slid his hand underneath your pants and rubbed your pussy. 

“Uh-oh...you’re this wet already.” He whispered against your ear and teased, “How’d you like that?” 

“Sh-Shut up- mhmngh-” your face contorted while his fingers worked like magic. He was caressing your slit so slow that your hips began dancing in the same rhythm. How come...How come he’s making you this lewd? Y-You’re losing! Your mind and will to resist him...you’re losing.  

Your walls were now triggering to shake. You can’t shouldn’t come first! You worked your hands even faster against his tempting length. Oikawa bit his lip, knitted his brows and tilted his head back. Gosh, he’s so fucking near. You're so good, so damn good. He panted heavily and pumped his fingers in and out of your wet cunt harder.   

Your knees buckled, body giving up on the floor. Oikawa removed his top before following and getting on his knees to discard your pants off. 

“What? Don’t tell me you’re done?” He teased. 

“N-No way,” you retaliated, doing the same on his pants. While you’re at it, you laid on your side and headed straight to his hardened shaft. Your mouth swallowing him whole to show that you’re never giving up.  

Oikawa moaned and you spurt a little with how sexy he sounded. He licked his lips at the sight of your dripping pussy. He grabbed your hips closer and lifted a leg up over his face, so he could have better access and began sipping on your arousal.  

You whimpered against his cock. It feels so damn good.  

He’s sliding his tongue against you as he slurped thirstily, while his finger pleased your hole. You matched his efforts as your hand massaged his balls with your tongue swirling around the tip. Your actions encouraged him even more now focused on lapping against your clit and added another finger in to tease your cunt. You shook and sucked him harder and faster.  

The friction of your attacks on each other sizzled, you trembled in his hold with your love juice squirting all over his pretty face and he spurt his cum inside your mouth.  

You came at the same time. It was a tie.  

Rolling on your back, your head spun. You took a glance at Oikawa. Gosh, he’s still hard. So damn hard, big and pretty. You gulped.  

Oikawa saw it…Your eyes...they spelled lust. So much lust that his ego could never feel more inflated it went straight to his cock now standing upright for your viewing pleasure. Your pussy glistened in arousal, and he knew that you still throbbed and wanted more.  

“Can you take all of me?” He challenged. 

You opened your legs wide ready for the final battle. “D-Don’t underestimate me.” 

Oikawa removed your top fully exposing you naked before swiping the tip of his shaft along your entrance. You heaved in anticipation, while he leaned close to you and entered slowly. Your pussy stretched to his size and your mouth gaped as big as his cock.  

His hips moved and you couldn’t help but be a moaning mess beneath him. If he’s like this...you’d be coming first. No, that couldn’t happen! You wrapped your arms around his neck and captured his lips. 

Shit! He almost came when you kissed him. In return, he lifted your ass with his hands and thrust even harder, harder and harder! 

“Mhmn~” you whined, your legs hooking around his waist. “N-nooo~ Can’t...Can’t just let you win~” You couldn’t believe it. The Grand Demon King’s cock was inside you and was stirring you like crazy. 

“So goood, it’s so goood, huh?” He huffed as he attacked, slamming hastily and powerfully deep. 

Oh god. Oh god. It’s so amazing. So terribly amazing. “Oh! O-Oikawa...” 

“Tooru-” He jerked his hips forward. “It’s Tooru!” 

Your back arched and his ass clenched with both of you coming together.  

You’re in disarray; beads of tears decorated the edge of your eyes as you panted. You just came and was shuddering a bit but Tooru continued thrusting. There’s no way he could stop after seeing you be such a beautiful mess for him.  

“Tooru! Tooru!” You cried quite surprised.  

“Y/N! Y/N! I can’t- I can’t get enough of you.” 

“Me too! Me too!” What’s happening? Was this still part of your duel? Were you still even fighting? 

“You can’t let me win...but you...want this, right?” He pulled you both up he’s now bouncing you on his lap. “You want this. You want this cock. You want my cock so badly.” 

You nodded, helplessly. You’re a knight. You came to defend your village, but you ended up coming endlessly and wanting nothing but more that you couldn’t stop yourself from thrusting back.  

“What do you say? I’ll leave your village alone, but you’ll stay with me forever,” he said through gritted teeth as he pounced without restraint. “I’ll fuck you like this forever! You’ll fuck me up ‘til this hard dick you love so much goes limp.” He thrust in deep, and your eyes crossed. He knew! He knew! He’d always be hard around you.  

“Yes! Yes, please! Just take me...Take me away!”  You didn’t know anymore. All you knew was...it's amazing...He’s amazing and no one ever felt this great. “Let me fuc- no defeat you ‘til you can’t go hard anymore!” You rode up and down his length wildly that your tits jiggled everytime. 

Tooru carried you by the waist, slamming his Grand Demon King cock up to destroy you, balls deep inside. “And I’ll fuck you over and over ‘til you can’t stop cumming anymore!” 

Your walls clenched around him as a final blow, squeezing that he shot his load straight into your womb, completely filling you with his love and owning you as his from this day forward. At the same time, your walls caved in, and your body shivered; head tilted back, hearts fully drawn in your eyes in pure pleasure.  

Together, you came again like a perfect pair, catching your breaths as the final battle ended with a win-win deal. 

Gently, Tooru cradled you like a baby on his lap, caressing the side of your face. Your heart fluttered with his gesture. He dipped to give your lips a small peck. Perhaps, this was not so bad at all. Contrary to the rumors, the Grand Demon King was secretly a doting man. “There, there, take a rest for a while, my queen.”  

A smile painted his face as he looked at you so dearly you knew you’d fall for him in no time. 

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Dangerous

"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"

warnings: afab!reader, angst with comfort but not the one you expect, bit of NSFW but nothing explicit still, be responsible of what you're reading, mentions of pregnancy, 8.3k LONG, spanish and portuguese languages (translated)

An Oikawa Tooru x reader one shot

a/n: uhmm, more clues? be wary of the details?

A new country is scary for Oikawa Tooru. Yeah, sure, this is one step closer to his dream but he has left a ginormous part of him back in Japan. His life is there. She is there. She, whom he left for his dream so hastily, a dream he chose and will always choose over anything and anyone. And he's guilty.

But she smiled and let me go, he thought as he stared into the ceiling of his new room of 2 days. He figured he wasn't much as important as someone else that it was easy for her to agree on this. Why wouldn't she? Who was he to her to hold onto anyway?

She'll be fine without me. I'm gonna be fine. Everything will be fine.

Tooru continuously convinced himself as he sorted out the last boxes onto his apartment. It's still dusty, he decided to clean up after moving his things to their places. He declined Coach Blanco's help on this, don't wanna bother him more than his bothersome favor of letting him join the Argentinean League even though he's still processing his citizenship.

He met the team he'll be playing the day before, figured they were nice and was excited about a Japanese setter on their team, a fresh talent for the upcoming league. And Ushijima Wakatoshi and Kageyama Tobio aren't here, how extravagant.

The neighborhood was nice, the people more so. It's lovely and lively, even at nights. The culture was shocking but it's to be expected. Though, he'd still prefer Miyagi's countryside air over this bustling city life in the other side of the world. His heart was there. Homesickness still hasn't settled in hard, but it will be after a punch so hard it'll wake him up for what he had left but can't go back to.

"Someone's waiting for you across your street. At a bistro of sorts? I don't know but you'll know when you see them, Kawa."

It was a week after he moved to Argentina, and here is Hajime calling him. He thought his bestfriend will be checking up on him like his first day here, he unconsciously pouted out of habit.

"Who is it?"

"Just go and face them, you shitty mess."

Dejectively, he said "I'm not shitty, Iwa-chan.", pulling out his sweatpants and sweater ready for a chilly night outside.

He wondered who was it that's waiting for him. He has wild guesses, first was of course, Hajime. And, or maybe Issei and Maki. Or maybeー

His lazy paces turned excited as he thought of her waiting for him somewhere near, somewhere he can finally reach. Did she made up her mind on the offer? But what about her life in Japan? But, is she really here? That can be possible right?

The lights were dancing on Tooru's face as he ran from bistro to bistro in his street to find her, thrill showing in his face. He didn't even notice he was grinning already, a sincere grin he didn't flash publicly for over three weeks. He was expecting to see her.

He felt his knuckles tighten as he saw them though, one smirking, standing up, and one just lounging, seriously staring back at him. He shouldn't have expected for her, he should've expected for the worst, this worst. His grin turned devilish, the usual one he flashes when he's agitated over a play, the one he erased from his face whenever he's with her.

And you saw that face shift of Tooru's, frame by frame.

You knew him. Who wouldn't? Except for the fact that he's your neighbor next door, he's the only new blood around the area and the single ladies working for your family's bistro are instantly swooning over this new foreign specimen. Messy chocolate brown hair with chocolate brown eyes to match, that panty-dropping smile and voice, his outgoing personalityーto which you're not comfortable with, you don't know whyーand his skills for volleyball. You saw him once early morning at an outdoor volleyball court just off the block and figured he might be joining the province's volleyball league club so soon.

And this face shift now was new to you, evident too for having some of the ladies having eyes on this particular scene.

The two guys that ordered nothing but a tall glass of iced tea and fries has been at the same spot in the bistro for roughly three hours, speaking in a foreign language you know is Japanese, considering you heard Tooru once talking over the phone. You assumed that they're here for him, and you were right. But not this kind of right. You slowly detached yourself from behind the counter, taking off your apron.

And Tooru has just his eyes on the man standing and smirking at him. It has been over a year since Tooru last saw him, after he made an honest mistakeーwell, it's not really this man's mistake but Tooru thinks he had been toying with her feelings, one he really disliked of him up to this day. And of how the way the man is smirking at him right now, Tooru knows it's his turn to be misunderstood.

"It's been a while, man. 'Sup?" Tooru said so casually, walking up to their table at the side of the bistro.

The man scratched his brows and looked down, but Tooru knows he's seething. He smirked before hearing a "Yeah, it's been a while Tooru."

And Tooru felt it in his cheek, on his hip clashing to one of the empty table beside him, hard. This man has been playing volleyball for as long as him, it's not to doubt that he can throw a punch this hard too as much as he could spike, he can taste something metallic inside his cheeks, a sting on his lip. But Tooru just scoffed and grinned as usual, retaining his balance and stood face to face with him, dangerously close.

"HEY!"

If Tooru heard you, he didn't react, raging eyes focused on the man infront of him. But the other man seated between them turned his head to you, gray eyes dead contrasting the boyish grin he flashed and said, "Sorry. This is how we greet each other in our place. Don't call the cops. They will talk with each other nowー" and he turned to the two with a cold voice, "ーin a civilized manner, right?"

The man who punched Tooru groaned at what the gray-eyed man said and heeded, sat, pointed the seat in front of him, gesturing Tooru to sit there. That was when Tooru caught your eyes, deadpan and emotionless. He sighed, wiping blood off his mouth, seethed at the sting off his lip and sat down in front of his two visitors.

You walked back to your kitchen and got ice cubes, almost on instinct on your part. You came back out to their table with a glass of water and the ice cubes.

"Estás bien, Tooru?" But Tooru just shot his brows up without looking up and ran his fingers on the cold feeling of the compression sack of ice cubes.

Tooru's mind was hazy from the avalanche of presence in front of him and for the possible reasons why they are here, why they spared time and money to just deliver a punch from across the globe. He felt your eyes linger a bit more before sighing and leave. One thing was clear in his mind that moment, though. He wished someone to drag him out of that place.

"Why are you both here?"

"To ask you why THE FUCK d'you leave her like that."

He expected that question, and he knew the answer too well. It's just dumb to ask that to him, and the one who asked is just too dumb to ask without knowing himself that he's the answer. Tooru can't help but smirk. The slight scrunch on his lips sent miniscule shots of pain from the punch earlier.

Tooru can't believe they travelled to where he is just to ask that, personally. Well, maybe it was the punch that motivated them. And Tooru needed that, too, given what he had left.

"Can't believe you picked volleyball over her! AND you promised me! YOU PROMISED ME TOORU! FUCK!" Together with the raise of his voice, the table wobbled at his smacks on it, earning a groan from the other next to him, reflexively lifting the glasses of iced teas off the table in time.

"Hey! Not the iced teas! I'm gonna kick you!"

Tooru dead-stared at the man glaring at him and he flashed his evil grin at him, super annoyed of his cluelessness of the situation.

"You think if I picked her, she'll also pick me? No. She'll still pick you over anyone else." He stopped grinning, still dead staring, his following words are on a lower octave, menacing. "And you fucking know that."

"I love her and fuck, I want her to be happy even if you can't believe it. And if she's gonna be happy with you, thenー" Tooru spread his arms wide, his expression changing to melancholic. "ーI'm gonna welcome that fact with open arms."

The other man scoffed at his seat, still eating the fries he ordered. "You don't destroy the people you love, Tooru." The other man side-eyed the man beside him. "That goes for you, too."

"But you promised me." It was a mumble now, taking Tooru back 4 months ago when this man in front of him purposely meet and talked with him about Ran. "You promised to be with her until I come back."

"Not all people can take it. If this person right here with you can take it, I can't. There's just so much pain I can take if it's her."

"She's pregnant."

Tooru's eyes were slow to meet the man's eyes, his expression looked like he got pulled down a few meters more than it sank before. It was for a moment, but you saw it from the counter. Your eyes flickered curiosity and worry.

Tooru smiled sincerely to the men's surprise. "Then, go home. Be with her. She needs you. And congratulations.. on being a dad."

The man who Tooru declared a dad suddenly stood up, knocking his chair back, grabbed Tooru's collar with him and close to him, stared into his sad eyes. The man beside them groaned, but not at the collar-grabbing scene now but on what Tooru said.

"Fuck. You." The man sincerely spouted those words to Tooru's now smirking face. "FUCK YOU!"

But Tooru ignored him and turned to the man who's drinking his glass of iced tea from the tension. "'Samu, don't waste time. He had already wasted so much of it. Drag him back to Ran."

And he thankfully got a nice response as Osamu stood up and slap the man's hands off of Tooru's collar, "Let's go back to Japan."

"OSAMUー"

"I KNOW! I FUCKING KNOW! BUT I HAVE ALREADY TOLERATED YOU TOO FUCKING LONG! NOW DROP TOORU OFF!" Osamu breathed heavy, staring back at the still-aggravated man. The tension of the bistro has risen up and the dining locals are all-eyes to the scene in front of them. "Please. I don't want Ran to kill me if you get jailed from across the world. C'mon. You heard from Tooru already."

The man dropped Tooru's collar that slumped Tooru back to his seat as his knees buckled for some reason he clearly knew. He just stared straight ahead, off nowhere, muffled conversations he can't make up but he heard the man clearly said before leaving.

"Stay away from Ran. You left her, right? Then stay there and watch as I make her the happiest woman alive."

Those words crumbled his world, made him double guess his choice. He was so sure of this when he told Ran, even invited her to go with him even if he knew it's a shot to the moon. He was so sure because this is his life-long dream. But now..

You saw him still staring blankly to open space, not moving. Your ladies have sympathetic looks for him and asking if he's ever okay, can't they see that he isn't?

You were about to approach him after a good 30 minutes of no-nothing from Tooru when he suddenly stood up, "Lo siento por eso, Y/n." and went straight out of the bistro looking so sullen, without even looking at you, or anyone.

And that was just the start of your weird attraction to him.

You found yourself knocking on his door one early night off from the bistro, with a container full of pasta to share to him. You already distributed the good half of what's left to your other neighbors and you purposely left him last, coz maybe you'd want to check up on him too.

It has been a week since his encounter in the bistro, a week since you noticed him ever going out of his apartment. Your mama was quite worried for the young man after you told her what happened, urging you to talk to him being the only one around his age in the apartment building.

And alas! You're here. You fidgeted with your toes curling and relaxing, tapping the pads against your rubbery surface of your slippers. Why's he not answering? He not dead, right? He better not be. You knocked again, three loud knocks just to be sure.

You were about to do a set of knocks again when the door swung open, revealing a topless Tooru, emotionless eyes drooping and bloodshot, hair all over the place, his sweatpants hang low on his hips revealing the garter part of his boxers underneath. You revel in the way he stared at you as he leans on his door jamb, waiting for you to say something. That was when you realize that you're already rudely staring.

He cocked a brow that elicited your voice. "Pasta?"

He hummed and opened the door wider, an invitation for you to come in his apartment, and you took a step in. Later on, you'd regret ever stepping into his life too.

Your eyes swept through his place. It's messy, like he threw things all over the place. A broken picture frame with glasses all over them, a broken drinking glass too just off the counter, the mirror off the corner is cracked in the middle with blood in it, throw pillows scattered in his sala, and a picture frame on the carpet near the couch.

Glass plates clanked at one another as Tooru got one for the pasta and you noticed his knuckle that got dried blood on it as he placed the plate in front of you on the table. It was silent, except for the water dripping from his kitchen sink and of his hoarse breathing.

"Close the door when you leave. Gracias."

That was out from his cold voice, uncharacteristic from the outgoing Tooru that you knew. Your eyes trained at him as he lazily walked back to his couch and sprawled like nothing happened, fingers caressing the picture frame below.

You took a deep breath as you transferred the pasta to his plate and slid it inside his fridge. You took more deep breaths as you searched for his broom and fixed the mess around his apartment. He didn't utter a word, might've not heard of you as he has his eyes closed, a tear pending on the side of his eye. Asleep? That fast?

Your lips formed a thin line as you pursed them, padding quietly close to him to watch his chest heave as he breathes. Your eyes travelled to his arm draping down the couch and to his fingers touching the glass of the picture frameーof a beaming golden haired girl with him, also beaming and ruffling the girl's hair.

You bend over to pick it up, a hand reaching over the frame, but your soul flew out of your body when suddenly, Tooru's hand gripped your wrist so hard you winced. Your head whipped to the fully-awake Tooru, burning eyes on you. Your soul wanted to flee right then and there but you were frozen, enthralled by the hidden emotion on that raging brown eyes.

"I'm sure it's not in your culture to touch the things you don't own without the owner's consent." The grip on your wrist tighten more when you didn't answer seconds later.

"Lo siento, Tooru. Just wanna fix your apartment for you."

Tooru just hummed and picked the frame with the hand he used to grip your wrist, hugged it against his bare chest, back to closing his eyes. "Gracias. Close the door."

Rubbing the sting on your wrist, you made way for his door yet your hand lingered on the knob. You sighed, head craning up, contemplating if you should say it or not, or how would he respond or not, but there's nothing wrong in asking it right?

"Tooruー" Yep, you can't. "ーMama's having a welcome party for you on the weekend."

Tooru just hummed and a silence so deafening followed. Your eyes flew to the faucet of his kitchen sink and glared at it for being so traitorous.

"You come over, 'kay? You can bring anyone, e-even your team."

Silence again. You bit your lip and sighed. Okay, that's it for now, Y/n. That's it for now.

And you were glad you did ask him that night because when Saturday night came, he did show up with his team, Club Atletico San Juan. What you didn't expect was his composure. Tooru's back to being outgoing and has a friendly aura around him, he even smiled at you and your parents, thanking you for the party.

You were left confused all night, stealing glances on him as he laughs and converse with his team and some of the locals. He even caught you once, but he just smiled and raised his beer mug, and went back talking.

Now you know why you're uncomfortable with this kind of personality of Tooru's. You have already seen the surface of his other side.

You were deemed observant even before Tooru appeared, and this right here was spot on. You scrunched your nose and shook your head, shaking the thoughts off your mind. You knew you shouldn't be attached to this kind of man. He's dangerousーbut interesting. You caught yourself groaning, you wanna dump your head straight to a bucket of cold water.

"Y/n, Tooru's table."

Your mama pushed a tray with two buckets of beers and you heaved it up to take it to Tooru's table. He saw you coming and stood up to help you. You smiled at him and offered your gratitude but he surprised you when he held your hand and guided you to seatーon his lap. Jeers erupted the table,and of the place.

"You don't mind, Señor? Señora?"

He called out to your parents, your eyes flickering to your mama in the counter and papa just off a few tables, drinking with his pals, both just shook their heads in approval, tolerant to the newcomer. You attempted to stand up but he snaked an arm around your waist to ground you. His stern eyes flickered to you for a second before beaming his usual smile.

He handed a bottle to you, "Drink?" The smell of alcohol wafted across your face from Tooru's mouth. You stared at his now dancing chocolate eyes, red shade on his neck and cheeks up to his ears. You thought he's drunk already, how much did he drink anyway?

You sighed and took the bottle he offered, drank from it. You felt weird being this close with a stranger. Well, not totally a stranger, you had known him for roughly two weeks now. But stillー

You took notice of how his hand was caressing your thighs as he talks with his team as the night went on with you still on his lap, his hand on your waist creating gentle strokes that made your head fuzzy, added the alcohol in your system. That's when you decided to stop drinking. And Tooru took notice of that. He leaned back on his chair and guided your head to lean on his shoulder.

Shutting your eyes won't do the trick, you still felt eyes staring at you as you let him do what he wants. Fuck tolerance. Fuck.

"You're not comfortable?" He mumbled low, enough that you're the only one to hear. You sneered at him.

"Is this a payback for what I did in your apartment?"

"Not quite, cariño." You instantly blushed at the unexpected endearment, stomping at his feet to which he grinned momentarily and sighed thereafter, "Stay here with me for a while, por favor."

And you didn't know how the tone of his voice enchanted you to agreeing on staying at his lap, found yourself nuzzling on his neck a moment later to which he sighed and caressed your hair as he felt your breath on his neck. And you should find a right answer to the flooding questions from people later on. Right now, his proximity first. He needs you, and you understand him somehow. The questions can wait.

"Her name is Ran, Y/n."

Tooru slurred as he rolled over his bed after being dropped by his teammates back to his apartment. You got a warm towel at hand, done with wiping his body off of sweat and alcohol, fresh clothes that his teammates change him into. He's facing you right now, enjoying in the way your hands ran through his brown locks.

"She'sーI love her, so much. But the man you saw punched me? That was his boyfriend." He closed his eyes and smiled, tears were rolling down to his pillowcase and you looked at him solemnly.

"They're complicated, and I got in the way and now, got swooped out of the pictureー" He heaved a hard sigh, you taking notice of the toll it cost on Tooru. "ーlike how it was meant to be all along. I knew it would happen. I knew it will, butー" He opened his eyes, stared straight, not meeting your eyes, "ーI never knew it'll hurt this much. This is what I get from getting in between."

You cupped his face. "But, 'ñorito, there's nothing wrong with loving her. I think you're brave to still express your feelings even if she loves someone else."

"You don't destroy the people you love."

That line got stuck with you as the days went by.

Tooru got moving again, taking jogs so early in the morning you see him go as you're drinking your cup of coffee, blanket around you in your little balcony facing the street. And he got more friendly, the little kids try to imitate him but Tooru's pace is just much for them. And the ladies, oh the ladies, you can't help but palm your face and grin as he winks at them as he passes by, making the ladies squeal and giggle so early in the morning.

"He's drunk, and I was dizzy. That's all."

You have repeated that monotonous answer to all who asked about that Saturday night with Tooru. It was exhausting but still thankful that Tooru lets you answer the way you wantedーwell, there's nothing to change, it is what it is.

But your mama knew better.

"It's okay to get attracted, I'll understand, but guard your heart hija, mi amor."

You took deep breaths as you were assigned to bring Tooru's dinner to his table. He does this every night if he finish practice early. He takes dinner in the bistro in just a white shirt and gym shorts. But why does he looks more good like this? Is it the dried sweat lingering in his hairline? Or the way his face towel hangs on his shoulder? Or just his glittering chocolate orbs dancing to the bistro lights?

"Gracias."

You were about to turn back to the counter, wiping your hands on your apron as you intended to go. But you were pulled back by your elbow, hearing a squeal from your kitchen. Oh great. You smiled at the owner of the hand that's also beaming at you and offering half of his clubhouse sandwich.

"Eat with me?"

And it's always like this, him, inviting you to random activities like this. Eating dinner with him, dragging you to jog with him early in the morning, dragging you to his practice if you're off in the bistro, begging you to teach him how to cook Argentinean cuisines, stroll with him in the park when it's his turn for a dayoff, movie nights, movie nights, movie nights.

You don't know if it's sympathy for him being alone in a foreign country, heartbroken and still mending, while reaching for his goals or it's just yourself, fully attracted to him. You don't even know when and how did it started, you just find yourself one morning thinking what will he do to get your attention, or what favors will he be asking again. He eased in your life so easily with progressing favors and it's still barely a month.

"Mama! Borrowing Y/n for tonight!"

It just took a month to arrive to this night, the night that will change everything in you. You kept asking how the hell were you so easy to get for Tooru but it took the others over a year to get you. Thoughts swarming your head as he stared at you, him having laid his head on your lap looking up at you after you said something like, "Someone out there likes you Tooru, you're enjoyable to be with, no dull moments. You're hella attractive, take a hint from the ladies on the streets as you jog by. You might have some red flags but I believe you can work with that. AndーTooru, you're boyfriend material."

He got up, had his back against your thigh, a hand on the couch on your back caging you, and even if you're both seated, he's still looking slightly down at you. And he's dangerously close, you can't deny if he'll ever say he can hear your heart pound harder.

"Can I kiss you for that?"

You can feel the enchantment in his voice again, with an intense stare to match. You have to pause and think for a second. He's in a heartbroken state, and can easily be swayed with sweet words, thirsty for comfort. And you're the closest to get it from, as for now. You might be left behind, hell he might just forget this favor in the morning. He can be playing with you, teasing youーbut being aware of that annoying attraction you have for him, you fucking nodded, eye closed and anticipating.

You felt his hands ghosting on your face, keeping some strands away, caressing your cheek with a finger before cupping it with the delicate touch of his calloused hands. Then you can feel his breath fanning across your face, you sucked your breath from the closeness, your nails digging to your palm, and you heard him chuckle.

"Relax. Won't eat you."

You smirked, still with your eyes closed. "What a lie."

Then you felt it, his fluttering lips pressed onto yours ever so gently you felt it barely touched, brushed might be a good term before he pressed it firmly, and another one, and another until you can't take the teasing and your hands flew to the back of his neck and pulled him closer to kiss him back. Your eyes fluttered open when you pulled back, meeting his eyes full of shock and curiosity and amusement and you just rolled your eyes on him, rubbing a thumb on his skin.

His face is breaking a breathy smile when he felt your awkwardness from the way your arms loosened in his neck. "Can I touch you?"

You instantly felt fire in your cheeks, swallowed a lump on your throat and Tooru sees how your reactions danced in your face, frame by frame. And he is amused by it, much more when you nodded.

He smiled at you before going for a deep kiss, poking his tongue onto your lips for entry, and you granted him access, running your hands on his hair slightly tugging. You can't help but moan at how his tongue flicks against yours, and how his hands wander on your thighs, rubbing so sensually. Then you yelped when he lifted you up to his lap, straddling him and capturing your lips again.

Tooru's hands travelled up your skirt, gripping your ass and smirked through your kiss, realizing you just wore your thong. You pulled away enough to mutter a "Shut up, Tooru." And you smashed your lips back to his, hungrily kissing him and groaning the constant teasing of his fingers in your underwear's garter.

"Can I do more?" He asked after a few good minutes of kissing and groping, his breath heavy, eyes hazy with lust. "Fuck. Please, let me do more."

You tilted your head, mocking him and you laughed when he groaned and buried his head on your chest. You're no better, you can feel wetness from between your thighs and it's just a matter of time before he notices that, and he will still tease you no matter what so you lowered your hips, lining your wetness to his hard-on and started grinding, earning an animalistic groan from him.

"Fucking shit. You're wet already, mi amor. Lo sienーfuck."

You moaned as he tightened his grip on your waist, guiding it down and faster. "I'm gonna ravish you, okay?"

He didn't waited for your answer as he captured your gaping mouth and swallowed your moans. You can feel his finger swiped through your wetness before lifting you up to his room and down to his soft mattress. And even if this is the first time seeing him above you like this, you know you can't get enough of this sight. It's so captivating, swallowing your thoughts whole, ignoring the danger alerts from your system. You won't have this any other way.

Tooru woke up to a soft grip around his waist, a comfortable weight on his draped arm. Thoughts from the previous night came reeling and he sighed, pulling you closer by your head and kissed your hair to which you hummed and nuzzled your head to his neck.

He stared at the ceiling, remembering the conversation that led you to his bed. His face soured as he reached for his phone. It was muted the whole day yesterday for some reason he can't stomach but the curiosity is killing him now.

☆ VOLLEYBALL IDIOTS ー MAIN ☆

JZJ | Runa

Aaahh, sorry Ran! I can't! Just share more pictures pleasee!

JZJ | Yuuji

HAH! NO!

DON'T!

JZJ | Runa

Booger!

ITC | Yoomi

Stop being a bully for once.

STZ | Kenjiro

Please send pictures.

CRW | Kei

Tsk. @Rintaro Suna

CAT | Kai

Ran said you have to give two gifts if you didn't attend even the reception, LOL.

DT | Kenji

I'm attending the reception! Fuck!

@Mai Nametsu PM

SJ | Hajime

I have proxies there.

SJ | Maki

who? 😏

SJ | Issei

WHO? 👀

SJ | Hajime

🌵

FOX | Rintaro

*sent 12 pictures*

Tooru Oikawa left the group

FOX | Samu

LMAO

Osamu Miya added Tooru Oikawa to the group

@RAN'S PLUSHIE he's escaping

RAN'S PLUSHIE

LOL

@Tooru Oikawa as promised

*sent 1 picture*

SJ | Tooru

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CRW | Hisashi

Awkward....

CRW | Tobio

@RAN'S PLUSHIE don't use your phone while at your own reception

TOBIO'S Y/N

Oh.

RAN'S PLUSHIE

Heyyy! I'm sorry! But are y'all enjoying??

Tooru discarded his phone to his nightstand, the pictures sent embedded in his mind too late. All he could do was card your locks, closing his eyes, prohibiting any tears to fall from his eyes.

He has to accept it. He did this to himself. Now he has to face it. And begrudgingly dragging you to the mess that he is. He'll regret this, but what's there to mess more in his life?

His phone kept ringing and buzzing as the days went by. He's back to his usual routine, morning jogs, day to afternoon practices and nights with you. As you moan in his ears as you came the fourth time a month after your first hook up with him, he can't shake the thought that why is it so hard to detach himself from Ran and make space for you in his heart other than this heated relationship you have with him.

You're kind, and thoughtful, you understand him, saw his darkest parts, and you're gorgeous. He kept throwing glances to those men who checks you out when you're out jogging with him, even some of his teammates are checking you out he glared at them once. He's.. protective of you. All he knows is he wants you near him, like this. You somehow provide comfort in his messy world, a pillow to hug through his lonely life. And he has to somehow repay you, other than being a fuckbuddy.

So, he started cooking for you when he comes back to his apartment from practice, helping in the bistro on his days off, giving you random sunflowers picked from the park you had to smack his arm everytime through your blush. He's not oblivious to your budding feelings, and he'll be damned he knows it, unable to reciprocate it.

"Where are we going?"

He huffed as he cruised through the road out of the city, bags for a week packed on the back seat.

"The team's got a friendly match in Mar del Plata, can't leave you behind." He side eyed you and smiled, his features in the sunrise looked so dazzling as always.

And you were debating with your heart again, continuously asking what kind of relationship is this. You never dared opening up the topic, afraid that opening it up would instantly end whatever this is. And you're sure you're not ready for it to happen.

Your train of thoughts were halted when he hummed, "Y/n, just wanna let you know I'm in the roster already, training to be their starter setter. If I acquire my citizenship within three months, I can join the leagues in November."

You grinned at him, a leg propped on your seat as you turn your body to face him. "I knew you could do it, Tooru. Tan orgulloso de ti."

Tooru's hand reached for your thigh and squeezed it, nonverbally thanking you for the support. And it stayed there for hours, through the talks about his life in Japan and about his friends, until you fell asleep through the drive. And you shall know though, many years from now, that it's the most peaceful drive Tooru had in his life, with you just slumbering away while he drove across the country.

Nothing much to do in Mar del Plata other than being in their practices and on the actual match later that week, professional volleyball player Oikawa Tooru on full display. When in court, you can see his glow, brighter than how the sunshine reflects on his face every morning when he cuddles you after a steamy fuck the night before. Of course, this is his life-goal, and you're just his.. go-to.

You can't help but be sullen whenever the thought hit you. And more so that night out after the game with the other team.

The other team, you discovered, were on friendly terms with Tooru's team for years and both of you are new to them so basically, you're the center of attention tonight.

"Tooru, si? How's CA San Juan?"

"They're exceptional."

"Have you been always a setter?"

"Yes, since middle school."

"Why Argentinean League?"

Evading conflicts. "Wanna go against certain players in the future as national players."

You leaned your head at his shoulder as he offered that white lie to them, fiddling with your phone. The teams jeered at how Tooru answered it and encouraged him more on being a national player. You smiled, but dropped almost immediately when the captain of the other team raised the question.

"Who is she? Your girlfriend?"

Tooru turned his head to you, peeked through your lashes and you smiled, "No." You leaned away from him almost immediately as you answered. And Tooru stared at you at the rest of the night, silent, even through the drive home the day after.

There was nothing wrong with how you answered the question, right? You're just stating facts. You're not clearly his girlfriend, because clearly he's not yet over Ran, his love of his life. You peeled your eyes from his pheripherals. You can't let Tooru see how your eyes saddened.

And sadness and nausea pulled you to sleep.

"ーIwa-chan. She's.. I don't knowー"

"You're clearly making her a rebound, Shittykawa."

"No."

"Don't confuse yourself. Don't hurt her in expense of your comfort."

"I'm not, Hajime, IーI can drop everything I worked hard, for her, to stay with her."

"ARE YOU NUTS!?"

"Nー"

"THAT'S THE GOAL OF YOUR LIFETIME, SINCE PRIMARY AND YOU'RE GONNA DROP IT!?"

"Tone down. She might hear you, she's just sleeping."

"What the fuck, YOU'RE CRAZY!"

"I can'tーHajime, not her. Not again."

"YOU'RE JUST SEEING TSUKISHIMA RAN IN HER!"

"Tsk. If you can't drop your tone down, I'm ending the call."

"THEN END IT I DON'T WANNA TALK TO YOU! YOU'RE FRUSTRATING! THAT'S OUR GOAL AND YOU'RE JUST GONNAー"

You heard him huff, clearly frustrated of his bestfriend and you noticed he sped up to the last stretch to town. He didn't notice you were awake, good, because you don't know how to react to that conversation.

Your attention was on your belly and a tear escaped from your eyes. You swallowed hard as you waited patiently to be on the confines of your home.

Tooru barged in your room on a weekend after the Mar del Plata trip, catching you barfing on your bathroom sink. "Bad pasta." You had said to reassure him, smiling over your shoulder. He rubbed your back after he had gone to get you a glass of water.

You had to inform him of your college plans out of the country. You knew it was sudden, but you needed this. And maybe now's the best time, considering he might've seen the luggages all around your room.

"Tooru." You called his attention while wiping your face. Damn, bad pasta. "I'll be going to Rio de Janeiro for college in the fall." No brakes, just go straight ahead, Y/n. If you get caught up, it'll destroy you both.

And you had to veer your eyes away from his, offering a smile you don't know if it's sincere or no.

"Y/n?"

"I have been planning this even before you came." Go on, Y/n.

"Can I come with you?"

You shook your head, smile still plastered at your face as you turn to him. "No, Tooru. You'll be getting your citizenship soon and the team needs their fresh setter."

"How about your parents?"

"They'll be staying in the country, but they're going back to Rio Gallegos."

His eyes went wild, searching for something in your eyes. Is it panic that you're seeing? You suddenly felt bad. You just wanted to be in his room, in his arms, like last week, like the weeks, months before that.

"The bistro?"

"Will be turned over to Tiá Carmellita."

"Y/n, you're leaving me."

Osamu's was the name right? words that night in the bistro slammed to you like a trailer truck. You took Tooru's hand and kissed it. "I'll be back before you know it. First, you have to make your dreams come true here, in San Juan, okay?"

Tooru's head was swimming on a pool of oil or tar where he can't get out of. Seeing you packing, the thoughts of you leaving is plaguing him like locusts. And he can't say anything, clearly baffled of what's happening in front of him, and on inside of him. What's happening to him?

He got his own taste of medicine, getting left for their own goals. And you, of all people, is doing that to him, makes the pain doubling him over to the edge of sanity. But he's confused. Why is he feeling this for you?

But you'll come back, right? Yeah, you'll come back. Nothing to be worried about.

Though, he still rushed to the airport to see you one last time for the promised four years of being away. And that too, he failed to do, and without knowing you waited two hours for him to come by, guessing you're not that important to him, and it's still volleyball Tooru's prioritizing. And definitely, you couldn't hold onto what he said to his bestfriend over the phone. And he said to keep in touch, but you have no plans to.

Being with him is dangerous for you, and for the little growing pasta inside of you.

You're cradling your little bundle of joy of a three-month-old to sleep as you heard a knock on your door. Must be the food delivery, your mouth instantly watered and you rushed for the door.

You were greeted by an orange-haired man, all dressed like the usual delivery man of your favorite restaurant nearby. Though, you were familiar of him for he had moved two apartments down your unit and.. he's clearly Japanese.

"Thank you, Shoyo. Come in and get the money in that table." You nudged your chin to the high table beside your mirror just off the sala.

"Seu bebê está dormindo, Y/n?"

"About to." And you turned to face your baby to Shoyo, and he instantly cooed and poked her fluffy cheeks.

"Adeus Thalia~"

"Adeus Tió Shoyo~"

And he's about to go out the door when you called out to him. "Shoyo, relax, you'll gonna be fine." Because you noticed him in his first month that he's nowhere okay, probably missing home like that achingly familiar guy. Shoyo nodded at you, lips quivering and bowed, clutching the strap of his delivery bag. When he was gone, you sighed deeply thinking you're seriously plagued with Japanese neighbors.

The days went by and you decided to expose your baby to the sunshine and to people. You just hope she'll be a good pasta out there, hoping she's as sociable as her father. And you were thankful that she is, as she flapped her fat arms to passerbys as you head for the beach. You remembered Shoyo and his friends are lounging here when they got nothing to do, except for Pedro that's probably cooped up on his room.

But suddenly, Thalia went rigid in your arms and after three months of taking care of this cute pasta, you knew what was happening as she started getting whiny and whimpering. You kissed her cheeks and turned back to your apartment. And that's when you heard it..

"Oikawa-san!"

"ChibiーAh! Shoyo!"

Your breath went suddenly restricted, you feel your feet wobbled you held on tight to Thalia, forcing your steps towards the path to your apartment.

"What are you doing here Oikawa-san?"

"Uh, that's my question, thanks. Don't steal it."

Faster, Y/n. Before he notices you and your crying pasta. Fuck. What are the odds. WHAT ARE THE ODDS!

"Y/n?"

You froze and looked up, the captain of Tooru's volleyball team staring down at you, surprised. He might've seen your watery eyes and silent plead because he suddenly nodded and just went on like he didn't see you. But seeing Thalia.. You silently battered yourself in your thoughts for being so dumb. You should've known!

You were crying hard as you changed Thalia's diapers, and she's crying with you as you rock her, kissing her head. It was just his voice, but it has already this big of an effect on you. You missed him, so bad, but you can't destroy the ones that you love.

And he's just seeing Ran in you.. you can't indulge in him anymore. You're thankful for Thalia, butー

You froze as you heard a knock, your fear of him taking over.

"W-who is it?" You squeaked as you took a look at your peephole.

"It's me. Pedro." You sighed, but not near to be relax. You opened your door and let Pedro in.

"Você está bem? Your eyes areー"

You placed Thalia in her cot as she got tired of crying and now is sleeping. "I'm fine. I'm fine."

"Uh, just heard Thalia's cries, thought you might need some help?"

You quickly wiped a tear fallen to your cheeks, "Nope. Thank you. Shoyo? Is he home?"

He paced to your dining, and you just noticed the plastic bag on his hand as he placed it on the table. "Nope. But he sent this for you. He also sent for me, too. So.." He studied you for a minute and let his thoughts go, "Eu deveria estar indo. Knock when you need help, okay?"

You nodded as you smiled at him. You wanted to say you wanted to leave Rio, leave a place again just to be away from him completely. You exasperatedly closed your eyes, rubbed your forehead on all the things you're already planning, then your eyes flew to your sleeping pasta.

For Thalia. You'll endure anything.

You just hope he'll be gone after a few days. He should go after a few days. And within that wait, you'll be staying in your apartment. Thalia's exposure to the sun and to the public can wait, just for a few days.

And Tooru was conflicted on being in Rio, to where you said you will be. You haven't contacted him for over a year already, and it's bothering him to the core, much more bothered now than finding out that Ran got twins. He just wanted to see you, be with you, but how can he be with you if he can't even reach you?

And he saw Shoyo instead, glad and might be a little terrified at the evolution he's showcasing Tooru. But still a little clumsy as he said he lost his wallet, so he treated him dinner, and his friends. He told him there's this woman with a newborn in his neighborhood and when Shoyo decided to part his dinner with her, Tooru just ordered a few more for her, without knowing it was you.

He wasn't expecting to see you though, after a year of no contact he thought he was ghosted, just left behind with no traces. But a few years from now, he'll realize he had left a big part of him on you.

"You're kidding me."

Osamu gasp at something Tooru can't figure out from across the table. Shoyo was between the Miya Twins and they're looking at something on his phone. On times he got scared of Osamu, it was always related to Ran, the last one being 7 years ago at a haunting bistro off the streets of San Juan.

Tooru was shocked, as every athlete inside the joint restaurant of Moon and Onigiri Miya in Shibuya crossing, when Osamu grabbed Tooru's collar from across the table.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Tooru?"

"What is your problem now?"

Osamu snatched Shoyo's phone and shoved it to Tooru's face.

Tooru's eyes were achingly slow to reach the Shoyo's phone screen because of his irritation. He was already sleepy and he just wants to go back to his apartment. But no, the heavens have other plans.

He saw you in Shoyo's phone, and his shaky hands reached out to hold the phone yourself, wide eyes and tears running down his cheeks as his eyes fixed on a little girl beside you.

"What the fuck, Oikawa."

"What's happening?"

"There's this kid that looks a lot like him."

"And?"

"Osamu?"

"We met her in San Juan, Shoyo. You didn't even thought about that? How dumb can you be?"

"Yeah, boke. But what? A kid?"

"Thalia's 7 years old now."

"Wait till Hajime hears this, Tooru."

"You're one messed up dude, really."

But he's deaf of the judgments around him. His attention was on you, and his probably little girl. No, not probably, he was sure it's his. She has the same chocolate brown hair and eyes.

He smiled through his tears and faced Shoyo who was just staring at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Y/n's that friend that I told you about, with a newborn."

Tooru closed his eyes, he never realized he was already that close to seeing you. Why didn't youー

"She said Thalia's father is just seeing her as someone else so she never told him she was pregnant. And Y/n's too invested in making that man's dreams come true without her, so she decided to escape from his grasp." Shoyo tilted his head on Tooru in brooding annoyance. "You don't destroy the people you love. She would always say that everytime I ask her why won't she go back, but that applies to you too, huh, Oikawa-san. And twice at that."

The place fell silent at Shoyo's words, except for Osamu's whimpers at the familiarity of the quote he once said at that bistro.

Tooru fell back to his chair, Shoyo's phone falling to the table with a loud thud. His composure was like a broken dam and a series of fucks and what the hells were muttered 'round the place.

"Where is she now, Shoyo? She deserves my apology."

Tooru heard Hajime but his cries came flooding on his system. He didn't even realize he loves you this much until now. Oh what irony.

"She's still at the apartment. I can call her if you're both coー"

"Don't. If she knew Tooru's coming, she might evade him again."

"Tooru-oni, stop crying, you look dumb."

Ran's 7-year old son, Takeshi, was previously seating in Kiyoomi's lap and now he's infront of Tooru, offering his hanky to him. Tooru sniffed hard and wiped his tears, and smiled to which Takeshi scrunched up his nose. So much like his mother. He took the hanky from his little hands and kissed his head. Takeshi made way to Tooru's lap and sat there, cringing at how Tooru blew his nose.

But Tooru hugged Takeshi, kissing his head more, to which Osamu rubbed his face exasperatedly and walked out. "'Keshi, you'll be staying with me tonight just until mama's home, okay?"

"Haiii~"

And Tooru felt Hajime's hand on his shoulders, tapping, encouraging him on facing you a week from now.

But by now, you're not afraid of him anymore, instead you're just waiting for him to find you again, like what the fate did seven years ago. And Thalia's ready for his father, too, but Tooru should expect her grumpiness and competitiveness as she had taken it from him.

"Oikawa Tooru, mama?"

"Si, mi amor."

"He's a dangerous volleyball idiot."

And you laughed. Yeah, he's a volleyball idiot, alright. But dangerous? Hm, nope. He's actually soft and a crybaby that you would want to comfort and protect for all eternity.

Estas bien? ー You, okay?

Lo siento por eso ー I'm sorry for that

Gracias ー Thank you

Cariño ー endearment for lover

Por favor ー Please

'ñorito (señorito) ー gentleman, sir, (but yn intended to humor him)

hija ー little girl

mi amor ー my love

Tan orgulloso de ti ー so proud of you

Seu bebê está dormindo? ー your baby is sleeping?

Adeus ー bye

Você está bem? ー are you okay?

Eu deveria estar indo ー I should be going

Semi Eita | Sugawara Koushi | Kuroo Tetsurou | Akaashi Keiji | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Kageyama Tobio | Miya Osamu

Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.

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[ilyluffy]

𝐿𝐸𝒯’𝒮 ~ 𝒫𝐿𝒜𝒴

𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: sawamura daichi + tooru oikawa + wakatoshi ushijima + satori tendou

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn! & afab!reader, sub! & switch!reader, sex toys, vaginal sex, squirting, anal, size kink, overstimulation, petname {more warnings under the cut}

{demon slayer edition}

𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: service dom!daichi, sub!afab!reader, vaginal sex, vibrator, squirting, petnames “baby”

daichi never really considered using sex toys until he decided it might be healthy to spice up his and yours sex life. you already had the vibrator and daichi was well aware of what you used it for. daichi’s thought process was why not use it on you during sex to increase your pleasure even more. making you feel good was always his top priority so it was worth a shot. holy shit was daichi surprised when he out this plan into action. not just by your reaction but he never expected himself to enjoy the experience so much. singing your face contort with pure bliss as he pressed the vibrator against your clit drove him crazy. daichi couldn’t help but fuck you harder as he turned up the toys settings. his cock mixed with the vibrator proved to be too overwhelming for you because next thing either of you know you’re squirting everywhere. “wow” daichi’s eyes widen in awe as he examines the mess you made. “that was amazing. do you think you can do that again for me, baby?”.

𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!oikawa, gn!sub!reader, buttplug, teasing, petnames “bunny”, implied semi-public sex

you honestly though oikawa had bought the buttplug for you as a gag gift. it only occurred to you how serious tooru was when he took the vibrating plug out of the package and began explaining it to you. with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, he showed you the remote with multiple settings on it. trying it out was a bit nerve wracking you had to admit but you were also a bit curious. so you let oikawa insert the plug into your ass before the two of you went out to a party. you were pretty much asking for trouble by being so compliant. as you tried to mingle with others at the social gathering, oikawa stood across the room with a smirk on his face. ever so often he’d turn up the settings and get sick pleasure out of watching you struggle to maintain a conversation. once he noticed you couldn’t take much more, tooru waltzed over to you to whisper in your ear. “had enough, bunny?” he teases, earning a whimper and a nod from you. “alright. what do you say we find a private place where i can take care of you properly?”.

𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!ushijima, sub!afab!reader, sex toys, dildos, mentions of a size kink, sexting/sex on facetime, daddy kink

it can be really hard for you when ushijima has to travel for volleyball. not just because you miss his warm cuddles but because you miss his massive cock. what was the solution to this problem? well obviously it was buying a dildo the matched ushijima’s size. it could never be as good as the real thing but it would do until ushijima got home. at the same time, wakatoshi wasn’t a huge fan of you getting off by yourself. if you were going to be using the dildo he expected to get a video of you bouncing on it or, even better, for you to facetime him in his hotel room. as you thrust the fair dick in and out of your pussy, ushijima is fisting his cock at the sight of you. “‘t-toshi” you whine, feeling teases seeing his cock in his hand. “miss your cock. please come home”. “i know” ushijima grunts, eyebrows furrowed as he tries to mimic your pace. “i’ll be home soon. i need you to be good make yourself cum for now”. your bottom lip trembles, a little disappointed but at the same time you have no doubt that you’re getting close. if ushijima orders you to cum you have no choice but to obey. “okay daddy. anything for you”.

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: switch!tendou, switch!gn!reader, vibrating cock ring, overstimulation, dumbification, multiple orgasms

it was all tendou’s idea surprisingly. when he took you to this sex shop you expected him to suggest buying something that he could torture you with. instead he talks you into buying a vibrating cock ring that you can use on him. not that tendou really bad to talk you into it. the idea of being able to have full control over satori’s pleasure was way too exciting for you to admit. almost immediately after you get home from making the purchase tendou’s putting on the toy. sitting on opposite sides of the bed, you use the remote that the toy cane with to occasionally adjust the settings. with all the power quite literally in the palm of your hand you couldn’t resist overstimulating him. not that tendou minded. in fact it was pretty clear even with that dumb look on his face that he was loving every second of this. “more please” tendou begged, tongue hanging out of his mouth after having more orgasms than either of you could count. “wanna cum s’more”.

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[forusomimiya]

He is able to cum in less than 3 minutes for one simple reason:

‘Cause he hears his own moans.

atsumu, akaashi, oikawa, yamaguchi, kita, kuroo, sakusa, konoha, mattsun, kageyama

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuuheadcanon #haikyuu x imagines #atsumu smut #akaashi smut #oikawa smut #yamaguchi tadashi #kita smut #kuroo smut #mattsun smut #konoha smut #kageyama smut #atsumu miya smut #akaashi keiji smut #oikawa tooru smut #tadashi yamaguchi smut #kita shinsuke smut #kuroo tetsuro smut #matsukawa issei smut #konoha akinori smut #kageyama tobio smut #boys cumming by hearing his own moans got me like AAAAAHHHHHHHH #sakusa smut #sakusa kiyoomi smut

[broshot]

head.

you give him head!! gender neutral reader, all characters are of age

contains MANY characters (some are mentioned multiple times) so most likely got the one you're looking for, if not let me know and I'll add

nsfw under the cut

he would moan and whimper when getting head. would absolutely lose it when you first wrap your lips around the tip of his dick, almost cums then and there. whimpering nonstop from the moment you first touch his dick to the moment he cums. and even after that. like, I'm sorry but he's so touch deprived and since that area is so sensitive he'd just lose it :( poor boy, please give him lots of head!

levi, kazutora, reki, kageyama, scaramouche, aki, angry (souya), chifuyu, megumi, sugawara, armin, shinichiro, mikey, tsukishima,

would love receiving head so much he'd beg for it daily LMAOOO you're just too good at it. he'd place his hand on the back of your head and help you take all of him, will get to set the speed to his liking aswell. won't cum in your mouth unless you want to, loves releasing on your face and chest. remember to close your eyes when he's about to cum!!

ran haitani, kuroo, scaramouche, gojo, hanma, baji, jean, joe, oikawa, bokuto, atsumu,

likes giving head more than receiving it but he'd still love when you give him head. is a bit shy when getting (and giving) head. will moan for sure and probably thrust his hips upwards. you'll know when he's about to cum when his moans get louder and more breathy, will also tell you that he's about to cum. wants to give you head after this.

albedo, yuuji, langa, yamaguchi, asahi azumane, inumaki,

he loves receiving head just as much as giving it. will leak so much precum that it'll drip down your chin, moans and will definetely praise you too. he'd let out soft laugh and a breathy moan before saying something along these lines: "you're doing so good" "your mouth feels amazing" "you look so good like this". would also ask if he can give you head after you finish giving him head.

ITTO, tanaka, nishinoya, hinata, eren, denji, bokuto, rindou, kazuha,

"are you feeling okay? is it too much? we can take a break if you need to. tell me if it gets too much to handle, I know I'm pretty big." he repeats these sentences SO MUCH. just wants to make sure you're okay and it's not too much :( he's a big dick guy, obviously, and he knows it. he knows it can be hard to handle so he wants to make sure you can handle it. will caress your cheek when you suck him. he loves seeing you with his dick in your mouth btw!

nanami, draken, daichi, erwin, aki, geto, mitsuya, osamu, zhongli, xiao, cherry (sk8), kuroo,

he's in control the whole time. will degrade you, in a way that's not sexy at all. forces you to take it all in your mouth, will have his hand on the back of your head so he can push you down whenever he wants to. and trust me, he WILL cum into your mouth. has a big dick so good luck to you. your jaw will hurt after this. probs little to no aftercare. personally, I would never suck these guys off but you do you! (maybe I'm just a hater)

sukuna, toji, taiju, mahito,

softer version of the above. will give good aftercare, won't cum in your mouth if you don't want him to. will most likely degrade you but also praise you. lets you set the speed unless you want him to, he'll be glad to do so. will moan.

sanzu, happy (nahoya), hanma, atsumu (?), tartaglia/childe,

spoiler alert, I don't play genshin LMAO Idk if they're accurate, Idk if any of these are accurate but I hope you enjoyed reading these anyway

MASTERLIST

#gojo smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader #aot levi smut #aot smut #aot x reader #csm smut #hxh smut #demon slayer smut #genshin smut #sk8 smut #sk8 the infinity smut #tokrev smut #tokyo revengers smut #ran haitani smut #haikyu smut #oikawa tooru smut #genshin impact smut #itto smut #albedo smut #scaramouche smut

[blueparadis]

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 —» ❝ GRIND ME DOWN, ROLL ME UP❞ [ ❤︎ ] featuring Sakusa Kiyoomi, Atsumu Miya, Bokuto Koutarou, Oikawa Tooru, Tetsurō Kuroo, Rintarō Suna.

[ § ] — › In this world where alphas are supposed to donimate, to rule over omegas and betas, they tend to deviate and find a little solace in night clubs.

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[ CWs ] — › description of female anatomy, mention of brothels, s/d dynamics, s/m dynamics, bdsm themes, poly relationships, cockwarming, unprotected, exhibitionism, cunnilingus, mild dub-con, orals, bdsm themes, abo dynamics.

Alpha!Sakusa Kiyoomi is a man of resolve and surprise. He has only one type, the bratty ones. He is easily pinnable with the symmetric moles on the right side of the forehead; hence, he rarely visits nightclubs. But he never misses a day when he is in his rut. He knows most sex workers are clean, otherwise, they won't be allowed to work yet he always prefers to use condoms. Why? Because he is not willing to take any risks for bonding. He never lets the girls top him and it's either missionary or doggy style for him. Most girls lose count of how many times he has finished inside them leaving him disappointed and boastful but there was this one girl who remembered all the rounds, and even could soothe the heat, and calm the chaos in his mind. It was the best sex he has ever had and certainly, he did not mind having you bouncing on his cock, while he enjoys the view of your tits. But crawling back to her during his next rut would be the talk of the town and hence he started taking rounds in other clubs too. Now, he is not only a regular but also a golden member of the most popular clubs. He has been frequenting all the clubs in town lately, especially where he has never visited before but is never seen with any of his omegas. An alpha like him would have a bevy of omegas and betas. Most of his partners remained stoked whenever he visits hoping he would bring one of his omegas or at least a beta. Alpha!Sakusa Kiyoomi is a man of resolve and surprise, he did bring another partner and he was another alpha, Shūgo Meian. He never repeats girls but that day,he did; he broke his rules.

Omega!Atsumu Miya is a man of warm smiles and mischief. Unlike Alpha! Sakusa Kiyoomi, he never visits clubs during his heat cycles. He would rather spend time in his room, masturbating on and off and sending one of his chicks dirty texts, and videos of himself dry humping using a pillow. He does not expect them to respond but who knows? they might just come over. But other times, when he is not in his cycle, he visits clubs dragging along his brother, Omega!Osamu Miya, even though his brother was reluctant to accompany him. He prefers submissive, soft girls who are easy fucks since they seem to be vividly vocal when they're subject to back shots. With his brother having sprawled out on the couch, receiving a slow and sloppy head he would rather watch till he finishes his drink. Once, he relaxes a bit, and feels his skin burn with lust, he would start by eating her out to loosen her up since he is not leaving until he plugs up his cum in her tummy. There are times when his brother is unavailable and hence he hits the clubs alone. No alcohol this time, straight to sex and he pays for two girls. He has plans but he loves the rolls of pleasure when a girl sucks his cock with no gag reflex while he is just laying on the bed eating the other one out. He would not mind cumming into her mouth but he does not since it is just the first round; right before cumming he aligns both the girls near his knees and shoots the cum all over their boobs. While the betas are still catching their breath, rubbing the cum on their boobs while being sucked into the moment, he jocks down to kiss one of them, doesn't matter which one, the one who just ate or the one who gave him head. But maintains eye contact with the other. He can't help but smirk when he notices the other crawling toward him to have his attention. Omega!Atsumu Miya is a man of warm smiles and mischief, he likes to play with his partners.

Alpha!Bokuto Koutarou is a guy of 'all work and all play make jack the best boy". With his warm and out forward nature, he is wanted by most girls but his big stature scares all the kinds, especially when he visits in his rut or pre-rut. So, he often ends up paying for multiple ones. Something about watching the girl being deep-throated by Kuroo is more enticing than the one sucking him off. He rarely fucks raw or goes for vaginal sex since the moment he is inside her, he feels an inexplicable urge to knot her. On most days, he is accompanied by Kuroo but sometimes he hits the clubs alone. When he is done warming up by getting a blow job while eating out another one, either he selects one or them or strictly hunts for a beta. Betas are safe since he can't knot them even if he wants to. Alpha!Bokuto Koutarou is a guy of 'all work and all play make jack the best boy", so he never walks into your room, empty-handed. With his heavy and girthy cock inside your butt hole, having you seated on his lap, he abuses your cunt with a Hitachi wand. He has a great precision about pace and intensity along with a bad habit of talking, talking about things like, "Think you can play with your boobs, angel?" And with that heat pooling in your vagina, unable to glide against him you just obey without hesitation. He snorts before murmuring, "that's it. good girl." "Now try not to scream", he warns before maximizing the intensity.

Delta! Tetsurō Kuroo is a man of exquisite taste and neat habits but he often falters when he is in his heat. He is quite popular in clubs since he tips heavily. Generally, the girls fight over him and he certainly would not mind buying them all at once but unlike other days, he has none to share today. So, he is just here to clear his foggy mind. One thing about Delta! Tetsurō Kuroo is that he either warms in the flogging room when he is not in his rut or by a lap dance is enough if he is in the cycle. But he never fucks the girl who greets him during the warm-up session, and always tends to pick another beta; so the girls rarely greet him in the common room. He knows all the girls are clean and hence he does not use condoms, ever. But today, he is not with his partner, and when you were done in the warm-up session he caught you by surprise by his hand kneading your ass. It was tempting but when he shoved his hands inside that thin panty, he knew he had to fuck you. His fingers were slick when he pulled them out. His bashful eyes and embarrassing red cheeks were an open invitation to his pre-rut urges. "WHICH ONE?" , he asks and you guide him to your room, leaving all the other girls stunned. Delta! Tetsurō Kuroo is a man of exquisite taste and neat habits; no one thought he would break his routine just because a mere beta greeted him but only Kuro knew you were one of a kind, ready to bend your limits and test his when he denied every peaking orgasm and you did not beg. Luckily, his pre-rut hormones were acting, that made him fuck you, watch your belly swell with his seed.

Sigma! Oikawa Tooru is a man of experiments and observation although he is primarily here by his beta, Iwaizumi Hajime. During the first session, Iwaizumi points out the girls he has fucked witless and who kept up till the end when he tapped out. They'll even watch a couple of pole dances and stripteases till the sigma male becomes comfortable and settles in with an option. That was his first time when Sigma!Oikawa Tooru had a taste of lust. Days after, he is back again and alone this time. He did not miss your occasional stares while his friend was inside you and Oikawa was jacking off as he watched you cream on another cock. The moment he enters he does not waste time in warm-up sessions. Thanks to your ongoing heat cycle, he could spot you from your scent even if you were in your bunny outfit, masked. He does not back off from stealing you from alpha even though you were already reserved. "Oh please, I'll be quick," he remarks to the booth holder, eyes strictly on your exposed outfit. Now, an alpha has paid for you and wants you during your heat cycle and this man walks in like he literally owns the place. But nobody can't say no to money and even if you could, you did not. "Just let my client know that I'm still preparing", was all you said before you dragged him into your room. As soon as the door was closed, he was a different man, a statue. You pondered if he became nervous just; like the other day since it was probably his second visit after all but turns out he came with plans. With the heat pooling in between your panties, he did not waste to abuse it further. Sigma! Oikawa Tooru is a man of experiments and observation; "How long have you been thinking of me? every day? every night? ", he rasps while fingering you being in a collected composure. "every moment, sir", you chimed with a smirk. That was not what he expected, he wanted you to finger till you beg him to stop. And that was all it took to push him on the bed and fuck him witless.

Gamma!Rintarō Suna is a boy of secrets and sweet lies. With his dearest friend, Omega!Osamu Miya, Rin tends to pick the betas on his friend's recommendation. Why would he not? Especially when the girls tell him how much better he is than the blonde one. "come on that's something you should never tell in presence of that cute brother of his", he chimes, and when the girl giggles sitting prettily on his lap, naked and exposed, cockwarming him, he knew he did his job well: to know which girls have the most chances of being knotted by the blonde omega. After all, it is one of his duties to watch the twins back. But Gamma!Rintarō Suna never shares his options, not even with his alpha, Kita. He never starts to pick that particular girl until Osamu is perfectly washed out in pleasure having the oh-so vanilla aftercare. After his 'show-off' warm-up session, he prefers to eat pussy, watch the girl scream in pleasure, and with their hands tied to a spreader bar he can even jack off while lapping the juices of her arousal. He loves how the girl squirms and begs for him to stop. He rarely fucks. Why? because he can't risk knotting someone especially when he is in charge of lecturing a certain someone else and oh my ! he loves his job. He will taste anything and everything that does not have a whiff of vanilla. He is very fond of pet play and when you're done stretching yourself out while sucking him off, he will gladly fuck your ass having a vibrator inside your pussy. Don't you dare deny him, he won't let you cum if you refuse his forward behaviors. Gamma!Rintarō Suna is a boy of secrets and sweet lies. He will tell you how you're how he is addicted to your pussy and get all the names of rebels that have ever fucked you just to spite them later by telling, "y/n huh? she did mention you lasted just two rounds"

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[rinneverse]

congrats on 300 followers!!!

would you be willing to do Oikawa and c,k, and L? ❤️

thank yewww!! i would LOVE to do oikawa for u. hehehe ( ˊᵕˋ )♡.°⑅

a part of my 300 milestone event!

[ ❥ ] OIKAWA TOORU + C, K, & L!

[N]SFW CONTENT, MINORS DNI! cw facials, m!receiving oral, facefucking, praise, lowkey exhibitionism, overstim+orgasm denial, fem!reader

— c ; cum!

there's nothing more satisfying to him than watching his cum paint your pretty face, your pretty lips parted and tongue lolling out as you stroke his cock through his high. never a better feeling, really. he'll rub your head gently, cooing praises and the sweetest of fake apologies for fucking your face a little bit too hard. oh, but he can't help it! you just look so pretty struggling to take all of him, your throat bulging around his thick cock as he forces you further onto him. sorry this ended up more oral centered rather than cum but... it's kind of related, yeah?

— k ; kink(s)!

praise praise praise. he loves being praised, and he loves praising you. i think he would also enjoy having risky sex, in places where you may get caught—it makes his heart race in the best way possible. he would also probably enjoy denying your orgasm for as long as he wants, and then proceed to overstimulate you until you can't take it anymore. "oh, but you were begging me to cum just minutes ago, weren't you? c'mon, my sweet girl, just one more for me..."

— l ; location!

obviously, the bedroom is his favorite place. but if the two of you are a little too frisky before you can get there, bathroom sex is the next best thing. he loves making you watch in the mirror as you take all of him, or bending you over the counter as he mercilessly pounds into you, watching your ass bounce back against him with every thrust of his hips.

tbh i prefer oikawa's best friend over him, but oh.. imagine taking them both at the same time. insane.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru smut #oikawa x reader #oikawa smut #☆ oakie writes #☆ c.oikawa #oakie hit 300! ☆

[hanaonesflower]

๑ +18 content, minors DO NOT INTERACT (srsly) || cunnilingus & more ԅ(♡﹃♡ԅ) fem!you… the hoes gon’ loveeeee this!!

My ESL ass is really apparent in this fic so…

Osamu <333!!, Atsumu too honestly, Iwaizumi Hajime, kuroo who am I kidding, OIKAWA MF TOORU, sir bokuto koutaro, renji “rough sex” abarai, ikkaku “has a lot of kinks” madarame, hisagi “soft/service dom” shuhei, GOJOO, Nanami too ofc, toji daddy fushiguro, levi “only showing this side of him behind closed doors” ackerman, J E A N K!!, + any of your fave ♡

“Hey, i wanna make out with you and see how long it will take for one of us to crack and use tongue.”

“Ok sounds like a good challenge. Come on here, sit on my lap baby.”

“So, what are the stakes?” He asked.

“Loser owes the winner head.” You proposed.

“Sounds like a win-win babe.” He enticed.

“Oh hush it. You ready?

You wrapped your thighs around his waist, bent your spine to be eye level with him, lurched your pelvis to meet his and clasped your lips on his. This challenge started to become more for him than it was for you, because the moment you touched him, your composure faltered. He knew that he was skilled, he knew your weak spots, the place behind your back just right beside your spine that you wince when touched. That mound just below your ass that he loved to leave his hand there nonchalantly. You never said he couldn’t touch you, and it was too late to change the rules.

Your arms stayed still at his chest, running up and down his shoulder, running your thumb along the soft skin of his earlobe. He sighed into the kiss, his lip suctioned to your bottom lip, nipping and biting and he ran his tongue along it. You let it slide, since he didn’t technically shove his tongue inside your mouth but you swore to be more strict starting now. You lazily smothered your lips with his, tiredly clashing both parts to each other. You slipped and parted your lips a little too much, he took the opportunity to dip his tongue inside. Acting all innocent by the accident, knowing damn well he did that on purpose.

“Hey! You lost.” You screamed pulling away from him. Laughing hysterically and slapping his chest in triumph. You whooped and hollered at his loss, happy that he didn’t notice how much you were falling apart.

“Aw, that’s too bad, I guess I owe you head, pretty girl.”

“You don’t seem to be so sad about it…”

“Why would I be sad about eating my girl out?”

He had a whole archive of all the ways to fluster you. He was into manhandling, his strong arm hooked on your waist, turning the tides when he pushed his broad back off the couch and had you settled beneath him. He spent a few more minutes there just soaking up the smell of erotica floating the room and getting drunk off the way you were looking at him. Your eyes fell at the sight of the tent growing in between his legs as he slowly pressed his erection on your panty-clad pussy.

“Let’s start over.” He said as he finally fixated his lips on yours, checker style, a perfect lock and key. You were insatiable when it came to him, no amount of licking, sucking, biting could ever quench you of that thirst. It was good, right. He knew what he was doing to make you go mental from immense pleasure. You wouldn’t dare to move an inch, but the heat made you squirm under him.

“Don’t move so much baby, can’t you see what I’m trying to do?” He placed kisses down your collarbones from the lobe of your ears in between each word. His calloused hands wandered about your flesh, pressing and pinching all the right places to draw gasps and mewls from you. He loved it. Seeing you unravel just from his heat alone, imagining anything else that could render you completely immobile after he’s finished.

“You tease me too much.” You playfully slapped his chest, which he winced maniacally, as if planning to ravage you soon.

“This is pay back for all the other times you have you blue balls.”

“That’s not a thing!”

“Don’t talk back to me, princess.” He took a free hand from your side and guided down to your cunt, he told you to touch yourself. You did, you went fast when he said so and stopped when he instructed. His gaze never left yours as you were falling apart by your own doing, almost. He knew how to get you wet and succumb to your own libido without getting his hands dirty. It was like getting away with a crime.

“I didn’t say you could stop, are we being rebellious now?”

“I-I want you.”

“You what, baby? Speak up, can’t hear ya.”

“I want you to touch me, please, please touch me.”

“Aw, it doesn’t feel good to have the taste of your own medicine right? It’s okay, babe. It’ll be over soon.” As you thought he was about to take you out of your misery, he continued to do nothing and remained still as he tightened his grip on your wrist, refusing to let you stop working yourself up from the way you rub your clit. He smiled at the way you were suffering, he liked it, he almost came in pants by the view. You were so stunning, so beautiful in heat that he almost felt bad for doing this to you. But people have their limits and you reached his just a couple minutes ago.

“I need you so bad, please, touch me.” You pleaded with tears in your eyes and your voice croaked out a prayer. You tried reaching for him, maybe a tap on his cock would bring him to his senses to remember to fuck you senseless. You ran your other hand along the length that was imprinted on the inside of his sweats, you felt it twitch. His body betrayed him.

“Tsk, you’re getting a little handsy don’t you think. Has anyone ever told you to keep your hands to yourself?” To your elation he stripped his shirt and discarded his pants, with his boxers remaining and the sheer size and enticement of his dick had you gulping. Your cunt ached at the sight of his cock, you wanted it inside you, drooling at the mere thought of how he usually drilled inside of you until you could think of nothing else but him. But he wasn’t doing that, not just yet.

“So this is how much you really need me huh babe?”

He slowly pulled the waistband past his hips, it sprang free and he palmed his length up and down.

“Wanna help you.”

“I don’t fucking need your help. Just do what you’re told, sweetheart.” He swatted your hand away from him, denying you of your own desire by pleasing him. Dejected and fucked out, you could barely fight back.

He stroked his cock slowly, his breath erratic and uneven, he was losing composure but trying so hard to shield that from you. His hand wrapped around his bulging girth, maneuvering up and down, beads of precum gathered at the tip, leaky hardened pink tip that you so badly wanted in your mouth right now. You both came to a stalemate for a while he fucked his cock with his fist and how he was completely enamored by the way you were resisting an imminent orgasm because you wanted to come from his doing, not yours.

“You can come baby, I never said you couldn’t.”

“B-but I want you to make me come, I don’t like this, I want you babe.” Desperation and yearning oozed out of you. He was enjoying this a little too much. Hearing you beg for him and only him had his little ego all riled up.

“Faster.” And faster you went. Your fingers went mad on your throbbing clit and your release settled on his thighs and the couch. You breathed heavily, frustrated, seemingly angry that he forced this on you. An orgasm that was self-induced when he was right there. He could have been the one to make you come but he did nothing. Absolutely nothing. “You came before I even got to paying my dues with you, naughty.”

“Goddamn, you’re so fucking hot when you squirt all over me like that.” He panted as he was reaching his high. After seeing you come he lost it. Hot, white shots of jizz came pouring out of the tip of his cock, spilling over your skin. His favorite part was when you take some on the tip of your finger and licked it like you meant it.

“There’s more where that came from honey, be a good girl now.” He released himself from his hold and slowly parted your scrunched thighs with his hands, forcefully pinning them to the sides. He had a staring problem and he knew this, his eyes fixated on your glistening cunt, glimmering in the warm light of the living room as it was coated with your cum.

He stayed there for a few, observing the way your pussy pulsed rhythmically depending on how much wind he was blowing toward it. But to be frank, your cunt throbbed just at the sight of him. His index finger ghosted the hood of your clit, rubbing an ambiguous, languid pattern around it and spitting.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“I gotta admire my food before I eat it.” He lowered his head until his mouth was on your pussy, he inhaled the scent of you like a predator looking for its prey. From the outside looking in, it looked like he had just snorted a line of coke because he ate you out violently. Slobbering his spit and your slick altogether dripping down his chin, spreading all over your thighs, lodging into mysterious crevices on your body, staining the couch. He made love to you with his mouth for you to chant obscenity from yours.

He worked his finger inside you, scissoring them in your tight walls and you couldn’t even tell where pain ended and pleasure began. Each hill and valley of his knuckles were thoroughly felt by your hole, you winced and gasped because it hurt, but moaned and whined because it was so fucking good. He was suctioned to your clit and his fingers remaining ravaging your insides like he had no remorse. His goal; for you to come on his face and he wanted to fucking swallow it. He wasn’t going to stop until that happened. Your body heated it, brewing the little growing fire in your stomach that would ignite uncontrollably if left unattended. But isn’t the goal to have that fire absolute rage through you?

“Don’t hold back, I’m all yours now.” He was so sweet now, the words felt like sugar dripping into your soul. You relaxed and pleasure completely took over your senses. Your vision crossed, nothing was ever as clear anymore. He had you now, you fell hook, line and sinker for his tactics of sex. You were close to the edge, another pump of his finger and another lick of his tongue would send toppling over and absolutely submerging in your own euphoric high. He moaned when your essence slicked his face. His hands rubbed circles on your thigh, soothing the tightened muscles. He praised you, you’re so good pretty girl.

He slithered upward to where you were, eye to eye with you. He gathered himself before sliding his dick by your entrance, flesh upon flesh was mind numbing. No matter how many times he had pounded you into oblivion, you still get drunk off of the way he felt rutting up against you. He was so intoxicating and you were buzzed from his drug. The high was so good you never wanted to come down. His every touch made your skin tingle in all the right places, you became a delirious mess. He slid himself inside of you, his cock throbbed by being squeeze by your tightness, he winced and kissed you. He moaned in your mouth as he pumped himself further and further inside you.

“That’s how you know it’s a win win babe.”

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Hi there! If you made to the end of this blog I thank you from the bottom of my heart! It means so much to me that you take enough of a liking to my blog to commit and read til the end, pls imma sob ( ˊᵕˋ ) it warms my heart!! A reblog is much, muCH appreciate. Thank you, see you again soon ♥︎ ~Hanan.

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