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white-pearls · 2 years

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Dopamine 18+

Sakuatsu + Bokuaka

Master list || Chapter 3 || Minors Do NOT Interact

Nobody is perfect everyone has their flaws. What happens when Atsumu who has one of the biggest rumors at school revolving around him and Sakusa who has a secret he can’t tell anyone. While Akaashi a boy who cares so much about his image but has someone trying to dig up a dirty secret about him falls in love with a boy who seems so far of reach.

TW: drugs, underage drinking, needles, blood, fighting, language, violence, rape?, mentions of being molested, mentions of abuse, ect.

Chapter 4

"Did I take long?" Bokuto says siting on the floor next to Akaashi. He laughs shaking his head. He didn't think his new friend was going to actually come back to check on him.

"Your having fun?" Bokuto asks handing Akaashi a beer.

The boy looking at it worryingly, he wasnt much of a drinker to begin with. Not wanting to reject the offer he grabbed it. Bokuto had brought a drink for him all the way over here. He might as well pretend to enjoy it. Bringing the bottle to his nose he took a good whiff of it. Taking the smell in. It had a rich sour smell too it. With a good amount of the carbon going into his nose.

Taking a sip he felt the fizz on his tongue making him scrunch his face from the sour flavor.

Bokuto laughed seeing his reaction. "You arnt a drinker huh?" Bokuto grabbed the drink from his hands and took it down in one go.

"Ah.. not really." Akaashi said shyly looking down at his legs. Suddenly feeling his phone vibrate. Talking his phone out he sees it's Suna asking about Atsumu.

A: Im not sure where he is, I'm kind of busy. Last time I saw him was at the couch with Hinata. Keep an eye on them.

S: ight

Putting his phone back in his pocket he felt as his house keys fell out. It being dark it was going to be hard finding them.

Bokuto saw where it fell and grabbed them handing them back. While in his hands he notices a key chain of a small puppy plush on it.

"Aww Akaashi you like dogs?" Bokuto says lifting the plush up.

Akaashi's cheeks reden.

"Ah well kinda, it was a gift from my dad." He says rubbing the back of his neck while looking away.

"I like dogs too" Bokuto says standing up. "Wanna go hang out in the house. Don't want ya getting sick seeing you are pretty fragile." He says looking back at Akaashi holding his hand out.

"Sure," Akaashi smilies grabbing his hand. As they walked in they could see more people inside. It being warm with the amount of people inside. Everyone's hot body's rubbing on each other. The alcohol not helping so much. Bokuto put his arm over Akaashi shoulders shielding him from people. Making it easier for them to get by.

Walking further in they ended up sitting next to a pool table in the garage. Bottles of alcohol being placed everywhere. While guys and girls made out in corners. Some even being fucked in plain sight.

Bokuto laughs nervously seeing this wasn't the best place to be at.

"Ah sorry this was the only less crowded place. Now I see why" Bokuto says embarrassed.

"It's fine, how about a drink?" Akaashi says grabbing a half empty bottle of liquor next to him.

"I thought you didn't drink." Bokuto lifts a brow. Confused on the sudden change in behavior.

"Wont it be boring if we do nothing?" Akaashi tilts his head looking at his tall friend.

Bokuto huffs conflicted on what to do. He didn't want to force him to drink but if he wants to theirs no stoping him.

Akaashi uncapped the bottle and waterfalls it enough for it to be considered a shot. As he swallowed it he could feel the harsh burn go down his throat. He coughed as his face scrunched up from how bitter and rough it was.

"Took it like a champ buddy, my turn" says Bokuto as he grabs the bottle and waterfalls it. Akaashi watched how he basically swallowed it as if it was water. He was surprised that the boy didn't have such a reaction unlike him.

"Now what were we talking about?" Bokuto says raising his brow.

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"Atsumu your so drunk, want some water?" Hinata asks grabbing the blondes hand. His small warm hands touched Atsumu's.

Atsumu leans onto Hinata inches away from his face "Water is for the weak." He says laughing as he backed away. Smacking the cup of water out of his face. He had a awe look at his face every time he looked at Hinata in the eyes. Something about him made him melt. He would do anything for the boy in front of him. He wanted to yell to the world how much he loved and wanted him.

He felt Hinatas hand go slowly up his high. Atsumu looked at him confused. His brows furrowed a bit not sure what was going on. "What's wrong? You don't like it?" Hinata says tilting his head. Was this boy doing moves on him? It didn't make sense to him, he tried thinking but at the same time he found it impossible to. If that's the game he wanted to play then he had no problem. He grabbed Hinata from the back of his head bringing him closer. He felt Hinata tense up from his sudden acton. Atsumu leans in trying to earn a kiss from him but the orange haired boy backs away with a smile. Playing hard to get in Atsumu's eyes. Edger to win this game the tall boy pushes the other one on the couch. He pined the boy by grabbing both of his hands and crossing them above the boys head. He looked over the boy watching how his face turned pink.

"I like the kind of sex where I scream for help and you don't care," Hinata gives him a sly smile. Knowing well this boy above him was too drunk and dumb to comprehend him.

Atsumu laughed not thinking much of it. Not like he could anyways.

All he could think about was that he was now alone with his crush. It all felt like a dream he's been waiting to happen. He never thought he would get to this point so fast.

"You look so pretty" Atsumu says slurring his words. Admiring the person under him.

He leaned in for another kiss but before he could touch his lips he felt a hard slap on his face. He got up fast, surprised from what just happened. Making him let go of the boy under him. Holding his cheek that stings from how hard the impact was. He looked up dizzily to see some guy with a furious look on his face. People started crowding around him in shock. Not being able to understand the situation Atsumu stands up slowly.

He saw people with their phones out recording with their flash on. People laughed and were yelling. Chanting who knows what.

"You fucking disgusting cunt," Kageyama said punching him in the face. Atsumu stumbled back hitting the wall. He groans still out of it from the alcohol. He couldn't do anything though. His visions was wonky and he couldn't walk straight. He didn't care though he swung carelessly hitting him back.

"Your going to die tonight." Kageyama grabbed the blonde from the colar. He started beating him hitting any spot he could. you could see how he lifted his fist far to get a hard punch. Atsumu fighting back equally as hard. Kageyama tackles him onto the ground.

"Eyo what the hell is going on man, let him go." Suna says pushing through the crowed seeing his friend all messed up. Atumus cheeks where bright red and had a nose bleed.

"Let him go? This dude was molesting my boyfriend," Kageyama said throwing Atsumu onto the ground.

"Na man can't you see he's out of it, I know he wouldn't pull that shit. Plus who the fuck knows that's your boyfriend? Arnt you new? Why do you think he knows or cares about that? You can ask any girl he's been with he doesn't have a history of that." Suna says grabbing Atumus throwing his arm around his shoulder.

"Do you want to fight? I'm not scared of fighting someone as weak looking like you." Kageyama snarled as he stepped closer to them.

"Maybe you should keep your boyfriend in check." Suna glares at him before leaving. He mumbles under his breath annoyed by having to take care of his friend once again. Causing a whole scene in front of a big group. He should learn how to handle himself at this point but sometimes theirs nothing to do but fight.

Looking for another exit other than the front door with the huge crowed he decides for take the empty room. Making a quick right he walks into the garage to see Akaashi struggling to stand straight and Bokuto trying to make him drink water.

Suna sighs heavily seeing another problem having to be dealt with.

"Hey big guy Im heading home and I need to take them both back. Mind taking Akaashi to the car for me?" Suna says trying to keep Atsumu awake by flicking his nose time by time. Atsumu would wince from the pain due to his nose being hit.

Bokuto nods as he puts Akaashi over his shoulder walking out. Soon they arrived at Sunas black Nissan GT-R.

"Woah I forgot why I'm here, I'm not gonna lie Im low key high." Suna says as Bokuto placed Akaashi in the back. Suna shoved Atsumu in the passenger seat and buckled him up.

"Sorry if he caused any trouble." Suna says looking at Akaashi who was nodding off at this point. "Also thanks for being his friend too... he doesn't have many to be honest. He likes to keep a very small circle." He said as he got into his car before he said anything else he might regret. He waved goodbye and left. Leaving Bokuto standing their alone.

#sakusa kiyoomi #sakuatsu #miya atsumu #bokuaka #akaashi keiji #haikyuu!!#bokuto koutarou

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slttygeto · 2 years

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Inarizaki's manager

synopsis: pretty self explanatory. i finished watching the second part of the last season and the twins got my heart<3

featuring: miya atsumu, miya osamu, kita shinsuke, suna rintaro, aran ojiro.

warning: none! but this is long i warn you 😭

reblogs are appreciated!!

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inarizaki

when you first applied to be said team's manager, you had already heard a few rumors about them

some called them arrogant, some called them childish and some called them 'the ones on kita's leash'

you had yet to find what the fuck the last one was about

the coach told you to wait by the bench for them to arrive, they were very serious about volleyball practice and that was something you were very happy about. at least you werent going to chase them to get their asses to gym.

you decided to be nice enough to prepare their bottles of water and towels and put them next to where they usually sat like the coach had told you, he said that "number 7 and 11 usually spat in each other's bottles" so you had to watch out for that too.

it wasn't until you were cleaning the balls that were stacked up that the door of the gym slammed open, and a bottle of water flew right past your head, almost hitting you.

and you stood there, frozen, with a towel in hand and mouth hanging open in shock.

"atsumu you piece of shi-" and a dirty shoe landed near your foot

"guys stop, let's make sure she's okay!"

a beefy, very tall guy approached you. he looked like he was the one who carried most braincells in whatever shitshow of a team this was.

"are you okay? I'm ojiro aran and I'm sorry, he didn't mean to hit you like that, he was chasing his twin brother and we weren't expecting you to be h-" cutting him halfway, you placed a hand on his chest.

"aran, why are you apologizing instead of mustard over there?"

"mustard?" the grey haired male chuckled at the nickname given to his twin brother and you crossed your arms over your chest.

"don't laugh too hard at him ashtray, you're on the same boat"

mustard and ashtray?

first time someone didn't call them the "twins" right off the bat.

suna was having the time of his life watching the way you treated them. it wasn't an everyday occasion for a girl not to swoon over the miyas.

"hey don't call me mustard, im atsumu and he's actually called dumbass but you can call him osamu—" "i will actually kill you"

you watched their interaction with a piercing glare. you were about to walk away before a guy with gray hair and black ends popped right behind you, scaring the living shit out of you.

"everytime I think that you guys can't get any more stupid, you surprise me" the coldness and bluntness of his voice had the twins freezing in place and based on the pout on atsumu's face? yeah that was his name, you figured out that this wasn't the first time he gets scolded.

good for him.

"kitaaaaaaa-" "don't get more annoying. this is the first day for our manager, don't make her quit her job and scare her into never applying for a job again"

and then that was it for the rest of the practice.

okay maybe he was too blunt.

and kita? that's what they meant by the ones on kita's leash?

you didn't talk to many players and just stuck to handing them bottles of water and towels when needed, you did make sure that the gym was clean before leaving it but it seemed as if "kita" was the one in charge of that. was he their parent?

it went like this for a while. you showing up to practice, limiting your interactions with everyone, doing what you're supposed to do and then leaving.

until one day, the twins had gotten into a fight.

you had promised yourself that you wouldn't interfere, but something about the way osamu was looking all gloomy and not poking fun at his brother who liked to pretend like being called annoying didn't hurt him made your heart ache.

were you starting to develop a soft spot for them? absolutely not.

you didn't try to separate them when they fought. you had always hated when fights got physical but it seemed as if other students found this really funny. irritated, you walked towards the gym doors to close them.

"sorry, this isn't a free show," oh how you were going to be called a bitch for that. but they were causing unnecessary commotion over a sibling fight.

the next day, the twins came to practice with bruises all over their faces but they did seem like they have made up. and you didn't know who to ask except for aran, the only decent person there that you talk to.

"um...excuse me," you approached aran with a towel, the only excuse you had to talk to him without seeming like you were being nosy.

"yes?" aran looked down at you with a smile. you never approached the full team during practice so this was a first

"are they okay?"

"who?"

"atsumu and osamu,"

not mustard and ashtray? this was new

"of course they are, don't worry about them they're brothers of course they'd fight, but they love each other too much not to make up literally the same day," aran gave you a small smile, amused at how you sighed in relief at that. you were really worried, weren't you?

"okay good, this way the team's chemistry won't be affected, they seem like very important team members to you guys," you said as you kept staring at the twins' interaction with suna, they were watching something on the latter's phone, something really fascinating if they all looked so into it.

"everyone is important but atsumu and osamu, whenever they're together, it's like they understand each other. maybe it's a twin thing but it literally looks like magic," you never paid attention. you were always taking notes of what the coach said that you never bothered to look at them on court. maybe you were going to do that today.

"but you're important too, coach said that you're the ace," aran rubbed his neck sheepishly. he wasn't used to such nickname, let alone from their new cute manager.

"ah well, i still believe everyone is very important,"

"give yourself credit aran," you patted his shoulder before walking towards the trio sitting on the floor.

"come on get up, practice starts soon," you announced, crouching down to give everyone bottles and towels

"managerrrr you never told us your name!" atsumu said as he pulled away from his brother, almost pushing him away.

"I didn't?" "nooo you were too busy being mad at us to tell us your name,"

you shrugged your shoulders before getting back to your feet.

"not my fault you're annoying, and my name is (name)"

"can i call you (nickname)" "absolutely not."

"(nickname) actually sounds very nice," kita announced from behind you. does this man always have to surprise you?????

you didn't know what it was about him, but him being the captain made so much sense and it earned him so much respect from you. if he said that nickname was cute then so be it.

"okay, you can call me (nickname)"

"WHAT? ARE YOU BEING BIASED RIGHT NOW?" "no, he's just very respectful unlike you. and he's the captain so i cant really say no to him,"

"i would hate to abuse my power over you miss (name), you can always refuse when something i say annoys you or gets an unpleasant reaction out of you—"

why is he so formal

"kita....kita, it's alright, i like the nickname really,"

"hey i wanna give you my own nickname," suna announced from his spot on the floor, green eyes boring into yours.

"well go ahead?" you replied, clearly not getting the hint that he was trying to make you...nervous?

"can i call you mine?"

oh no he didn't.

"...suna, that's not how you flirt,"

"you can call me rin, baby," "i know for a fact that I'll be calling your mom if you don't quit playing with me."

you were definitely starting to get more comfortable with them. aran watched with a smile how you were now more comfortable talking to everyone at once and was hoping that you were like this more often.

after practice, as you were cleaning behind along with everyone, you noticed the way atsumu sat away from everyone, probably thinking hard.

"what's wrong mustard?" you approached him with your bag in hand, good thing this team helped each other with cleaning otherwise you wouldn't have been done on your own.

atsumu looked at you once before looking towards the wall again. someone was thinking hard, huh?

deciding that if he wasn't going to say anything, you might as well just join him in his silence so you sat down next to him, staring hard at the wall and unaware of the stares the rest of the team was giving you two.

atsumu had days like these but he usually dealt with them on his own.

"I'm an arrogant cunt, aren't i?" well that was unexpected, and you really didn't know where it was coming from either.

"trust me I'm not trying to be a pick me or fish for compliments but i can be one hell of an annoying asshole when i wanna be," atsumu carried on with his speech, your eyes wandering around his face to look for any sign that he was joking. he wasn't, he looked genuinely tired.

"it's not my fault i love volleyball, and I want everyone to love it as much as i do,"

now you understood. from what you've seen, atsumu definitely did love volleyball a tad bit more than the rest and that love translated into him being mean to everyone else in order to "push them to do their best", yet somehow not everyone understood that and they just assumed that he was being a cunt.

you didn't think he was a cunt. he was very sweet, you saw him help a stray cat once when you were on your way back home and you had to admit, it was adorable.

but you weren't going to sugarcoat things for him. he didn't look like he liked that anyway.

"you might be annoying but you're not a cunt, tsumu." you handed him a snack before standing up, patting his head gently. "cunts don't care for their brother the way you do, or take hours to save a cat stuck on a tree, or even make their teammates laugh. you have people who love you, keep them," you patted his head before walking away, your bag in hand. you bid everyone goodbye and closed the door to the gym.

osamu watched as his brother's shoulders trembled a little and he smiled.

atsumu needed to hear that.

inarizaki was grateful to have you, even if you had been with them for not so long.

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hornime · 3 years

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watch and learn | iwaizumi hajime x f!reader x team japan

there were two things they all had in common: the growing bulges in their pants that they were urgently trying to distract themselves from, and the fact that their full attention was on you.

warnings: 18+, timeskip!everyone, BIG MANGA SPOILERS BASICALLY, exhibitionism, voyeurism, orgasm denial

w/c: 3.1k

a/n: now i don’t know if iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer learned about female orgasms when he was studying sports science at irvine BUT he def knows how to show a girl a good time which is reason enough for me to write this. also, i read this article to prep for this piece and it was super enlightening, so i do recommend giving it a read if you’re interested!

in the middle of his morning run, iwaizumi slowed momentarily to check the repetitive buzzing of this phone, curious as to who was messaging him this early. when he’d left the apartment, you were sleeping, and you had the tendency to still be sleeping by the time he returned, so who else could it be?

he unlocked his phone, quickly finding the source of the notifications: the team japan group chat.

[06:43 AM] miya: hey @iwaizumi—you know stuff abt the human body right?

[06:43 AM] miya: cus like you studied it in college and shit??

iwaizumi rolled his eyes. i spent four years in america to earn my degree, came back home to support my country’s olympic team, and dealt with the biggest idiots of volleyball, only to get treated like this?

[06:44 AM] iwaizumi: yes, miya. i took many courses on the human body. in fact that’s the purpose of my job. to know the human body. because i am a fucking athletic trainer.

[06:44 AM] miya: okay okay i get it. dumb question

[06:44 AM] iwaizumi: why? is something up? you need help or anything?

[06:44 AM] miya: uhhh kinda

[06:44 AM] miya: @hinata i’m not fucking asking this

[06:44 AM] bokuto: bro just do it

[06:44 AM] miya: @hinata @hinata @hinata

iwaizumi cocked an eyebrow. what the hell are they going on about?

[06:45 AM] iwaizumi: so am i needed or...

[06:45 AM] hinata: YES

[06:45 AM] hinata: we had a question

[06:46 AM] sakusa: by “we” he means him, miya, and bokuto

[06:46 AM] suna: yeah don’t bring us into this

[06:46 AM] hinata: don’t listen to them! both suna and sakusa wanna know too

[06:46 AM] iwaizumi: okay. what’s up

[06:47 AM] hinata: we wanted to know how to make a girl cum

he chuckled in disbelief.

[06:47 AM] iwaizumi: you’re telling me that you guys are in your mid-20s, literal olympic athletes, and you don’t know how to make a girl cum

[06:47 AM] iwaizumi: have you never done it before??

[06:47 AM] miya: NO

[06:47 AM] miya: FOR THE RECORD IVE MADE MANY GIRLS CUM

[06:48 AM] bokuto: ME TOO

[06:48 AM] bokuto: i think

he laughed out loud, briefly startling another runner on the sidewalk.

[06:48 AM] iwaizumi: you guys are unbelievable

[06:48 AM] hinata: i mean she says she finished but idk what i did to make that happen

[06:48 AM] bokuto: ^^

[06:48 AM] hinata: so like i wanna know how to actually do it

[06:48 AM] suna: actually im kinda interested in this too

[06:48 AM] aran: i pray for your future girlfriends. this is painful to see. im out

[06:48 AM] kageyama: i’m with aran on this one. you guys are dumb

[06:48 AM] hinata: shut up. you suck.

[06:48 AM] miya: cmon iwaizumi, help a guy out

[06:48 AM] sakusa: it wouldnt hurt for you to give us some pointers at least

iwaizumi sighed.

[06:49 AM] iwaizumi: @miya @hinata @bokuto @suna @sakusa meet in the locker room after practice. ill give you guys a lesson in the art of pleasing a woman

to teach effectively, he needed a volunteer, though he was sure you wouldn’t need much convincing. you’d always loved the attention, and the biceps, of the pro athletes. he spun on his heel and jogged home.

you woke up to the sound of your apartment door opening, your boyfriend creeping inside, forehead damp with sweat.

“hey,” you said quietly, making your way towards him.

“hey, baby. sorry for waking you up, i was trying to be quiet.”

you giggled sleepily. “s’okay, haji. you spoil me too much anyway, always letting me sleep in for hours while you’re off doing god knows what.”

at that, his eyes crinkled in amusement, and as you tried to step into a hug, he shuffled back. “woah there, baby. i gotta shower, ‘m all gross from my run. and then,” he gave you a peculiar look that you couldn’t quite place, “i got a proposition for you.”

after his shower, he waltzed out of the bathroom, steam wafting out from behind the door. his tanned body made you feel things you definitely shouldn’t be barely an hour after the sun’s risen, and you reached out to massage the tension in his shoulders. “so, what’s your proposition?”

“well,” he hesitated. “it’s a bit... unconventional. the team asked me to show them how to make a girl cum,” he took in your intrigued expression. “and it’d be a lot easier to explain if i had someone to do a live demonstration with. so,” his eyes flicked up to you. “that’s where you’d come in.”

“a... live demonstration? like you’re gonna make me cum in front of them?”

“yeah, essentially.” he gave you a devilish grin. “you want that, baby? wanna show those boys how a real man treats a gorgeous woman like you?”

you rubbed your thighs at his words. “yeah,” you purred. “i do. wanna show them how good you are to me.”

and that’s how you found yourself nestled between iwaizumi’s muscled thighs, back pressed against his chest, completely naked, with five of japan’s best volleyball players staring at your body in awe.

practically an expert in his field, iwaizumi knew the human body inside and out. this had many benefits; of course it allowed him to catapult up the ranks and work with the country’s best athletes to keep them at the top of their game, but it also had a unique side effect: an overwhelming vault of knowledge on how to make a woman feel good anywhere.

you’d seen the proof firsthand; he knew exactly where to push, prod, stroke, and tease to have you cumming in seconds, over and over, as many times as you wanted. he was amazing, and you were well-aware just how lucky you were to have such a talented man in the sheets.

“oi,” iwaizumi snapped his fingers, drawing each of the players’ eyes away from your glistening cunt. “pay attention. i know more than anybody that she’s hot as fuck, but you gotta listen to what i’m saying or else there’s no point to this.”

he lightly pressed his lips against your collarbone, slowly tracing them against your jaw, the contact making you squirm. “if you wanna make a girl cum, first thing you gotta do is make her comfortable. if she’s worried about how she looks or sounds or smells she’s gonna be too stressed to let go.” he moved his hands to grope your tits, his calloused fingers brushing over your hardening nipples. “so reassure her, tell her how irresistible she is, how pretty her moans are, how tasty her pussy is. shit like that. the sexier she feels the better it’ll be.”

he leaned into you, whispering into your ear. “feeling good, baby? we can stop whenever.”

you nodded weakly, afraid to open your mouth, barely holding in your whines as his palms worked wonders on your chest and stomach, sending shocks of heat wherever they touched.

you craned your neck up to observe the men before you. atsumu was flushed red, wringing his hands as if he was worried they’d do something embarrassing if he didn’t keep them occupied. hinata was bouncing his leg up and down, wiping his palms on his shorts as he took in the plushness of your thighs. bokuto was basically drooling, greedily tracing your soft curves with his eyes. suna maintained his indifferent expression, but the reddening tips of his ears showed that he was a lot more hot and bothered than he let on. sakusa stood quietly to the side, leaning against the wall, mask tucked under his chin as if he’d just realized how much the temperature had gone up in the room.

there were two things they all had in common: the growing bulges in their pants that they were urgently trying to distract themselves from, and the fact that their full attention was on you.

"make sure to try different things; there’s multiple ways to make a woman cum. only like a quarter of women experience orgasms just from penetration,” someone made a sound of shock. “yes, the number is that small, bokuto.”

his fingertip slowly trailed past your belly button, dipping into the mess between your thighs, causing you to slightly arch your back into the solid chest supporting you. “foreplay with the clit is your best bet; even stupid fucks like you probably wouldn’t screw it up too bad.”

hinata opened his mouth to speak, but iwaizumi anticipated his question and continued.

“i know you’re wondering where the clit is. it’s around here, under this hood of skin,” he slid his digit between your labia. “s’not gonna come with a label so you gotta explore a little bit. i know where hers is like the back of my hand, but for you guys, with your girls, you’re gonna have to move your fingers around. slowly. and pay attention to her expressions.” he began to rub in a circular motion around your clit, causing you to make small whimpers of pleasure and shift your hips to meet his movements.

“if she clenches up or twitches when you feel a certain spot, like this,” your legs flexed as he increased the pressure, “that’s the clit. be kind, it’s not a volleyball. be gentle n’ make small circles, whether it’s with your fingers or your tongue.”

he thought for a second. “speaking of which, oral’s important. very important. most women cum when they’ve been eaten out, so use your mouths for something more useful than just dirty talk. suck on the clit, maybe tongue-fuck her a ‘lil, but your main focus should always be the clit.”

he removed his hands from your sopping pussy, and you made a pathetic noise of frustration. “’m sorry, baby,” he muttered seductively in your ear. “don’t wanna have you finishing too early. lesson’s barely started.”

he turned his attention back to your audience, his lustful tone being replaced by a more instructional one. “there’s other places that’ll help a woman orgasm, too: her nipples, her neck, her ears—”

“her ears?” sakusa questioned. he blushed profusely as everyone turned to look at him, surprised that he’d opened his mouth. “what? we were all thinking it.”

“s’a valid question,” iwaizumi said. “yeah, you can lick ‘em if they’re sensitive. hers are.” as if to prove his statement, he licked a stripe on the shell of you ear, making you wiggle helplessly at the stimulation. “‘n leave kisses everywhere else. feels good for them just like it does for us.” he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him and forcing your movements to stop as he traced patterns with his tongue all around your neck.

“something you should know about an orgasm is that it’s something called a positive feedback loop.” he looked up and was met with five blank stares. shouldn’t have expected anything from these dumb jocks, he lamented. “basically that means that, once you start releasing sexual tension, things will feel better and better until you climax.”

“oh!” atsumu chirped. “like how my sets get better and better throughout a game.”

“no, not really,” he quipped. “your sets suck throughout.” atsumu frowned at that.

iwaizumi exhaled exasperatedly. “the general idea is that the body gets more and more sensitive, muscle contractions become more and more frequent, and touches feel more and more stimulating until you cum. all right?”

they all made noises of understanding except for bokuto and hinata, whose eyes had glazed over at the first mention of an academic term. whatever, iwaizumi thought. they’ll get it through example.

"don’t worry about it too much if you don’t get it, that’s just an orgasm on paper. in practice, though, this is the crucial step: listen to her. she knows what feels good. never forget that you’re just an idiot with a cock.” he took a breath, gathering his thoughts before proceeding with his lecture.

“if she tells you to slow down, you slow down. if she tells you to go harder, you go harder. if she tells you to keep doing what you’re doing, you...”

“keep doing what you’re doing”, they all chimed in at staggered times.

“that’s right. don’t go faster or else you’ll mess up the rhythm and she won’t cum. and you wanna make her cum, don’t you?”

they nodded simultaneously.

“so if you keep up the tempo and force that feels good to her, you’ll be fine. questions?”

suna spoke up. “what about,” he choked on the word. “penetration?”

hinata hummed in agreement and bokuto jumped in. “yeah, what if i wanna make her cum on my cock?”

iwaizumi made a weird face. “that’s some pretty advanced stuff, but i guess i can go over it. when you try it, though, you have to be patient. with both of your bodies. s’not rocket science but s’not always easy. also it depends on the woman but sometimes she physically won’t be able to finish from penetration alone. just make sure you’re communicating.”

his swirled two fingers over your hole before shoving them in, your wetness making it easy for him to thrust in and out as your entrance stretched to accommodate him. “f—fuck!” your eyes flew open at the intrusion and you body lurched forward, but you were held back by his strong forearm. “ohmygod, oh my g—ah! feels s’good haji, s’good!”

“i know, baby, i know. you’re taking it so well.” he turned his attention back to the men, each of who were gulping heavily. if that didn’t signal to you that they were evidently affected by your moans, the way they shifted in their workout shorts did.

“boys, focus.” he curled his fingertips, brushing at the spongy spot at the top of your walls, ripping a pleasured wail from your throat and causing tears to prick at your eyelashes. “when you’re fingering her, you’ll feel an area inside that’s a bit soft and squishy. that’s the g-spot.”

you trembled in his arms as he mercilessly struck the same place over and over again with his fingers. “when you’re fucking her, try to keep the pressure building there, but it’ll be harder to make her finish since you can’t see what you’re doing.”

your breath hitched as iwaizumi’s incessant movements brought your body tantalizingly close to your release. he suddenly stopped and you almost sobbed in disappointment, until he plunged his fingers impossibly deeper.

a guttural scream of ecstasy came from within you, and your eyes rolled back as he began playing with another part of you, your body putty in his hands. “hngh, haji, ah! so good, s’good...” you threw your hands back around his neck, nails digging into the skin as you desperately tried to keep yourself grounded. your soft moans filled the air.

“stop clenching,” he hissed. “can barely move my hand.” you tried to relax but failed miserably as the tips of his fingers grazed your cervix.

“holy fuck,” suna muttered. “you’re a god.”

“she sounds so pretty,” atsumu said in amazement.

“i wanna make a girl feel good like that, too!” bokuto sulked.

“you can do it, bokuto!” hinata hit him on the arm. “just listen to iwaizumi. clearly he knows what he’s talking about.”

their eyes refocused on your figure, writhing in pleasure, prompting white hot waves of arousal to pool in their stomachs.

“yeah,” sakusa said. “clearly.”

“stop talking,” iwaizumi ordered. “and listen. beyond the g-spot is the cervix, which is basically the end of the vagina. if you’re long enough,” he briefly scanned each of their faces, “which i’m sure you are, you’ll be able to reach it if you bottom out.”

“haji—hajime, please.” the stimulation was coming absolutely unbearable, and you could tell he was sadistically holding you at the edge, refusing to give you the satisfaction of finishing. “lemme cum, please. please lemme cum, please, please, i can’t—i can’t take it ‘nymore!”

“what was that? you can’t take it anymore? gonna cum?” you helplessly bobbed your head up and down, hoping that he’d give you permission. “well,” he growled, “we can’t have that happening, can we?”

he abruptly halted his thrusts, pulling his fingers out of you with an embarrassing squelch and popping them into his mouth. pearly tears rolled down your cheeks as you grieved the loss of contact and relief.

your viewers looked on in horror, feeling immense sympathy for you; you just looked so dejected from being denied yet another orgasm.

“why didn’t you—why didn’t you let her cum?” bokuto asked.

“why do you think?” iwaizumi snapped. “don’t want you guys to see her when she does. that’s for me, and only me.”

“oh, okay,” he responded, disgruntlement clear in his voice.

iwaizumi’s glare could cut glass, it was so sharp. the possessiveness that had enveloped his mind made him hyperfocus on just one thought: being alone with you. “so, any other questions? if not, we’re done here.”

you pouted at that, not wanting the demonstration to be over. “but haji,” you mumbled into his collarbone. “i di’nt get to cum. and i wanna.” you looked up at him, eyes wide with want. “please make me cum.”

iwaizumi sent a harsh glance to the players that nonverbally communicated his message loud and clear: get out. they shuffled awkwardly out of the locker room due to the hardness between their legs that they would most definitely need to deal with soon.

your boyfriend turned his attention back to you. “’m sorry, i know i had to deny you a bunch of times. i just really hated the idea of anyone but me seeing the cute way you look when you cum.”

you made a small noise of acknowledgement and a little whisper of it’s okay, haji. he looked down, sensing the way your poor, desperate cunt was pulsing around nothing, the erotic sight injecting him with the pure need to ravage you.

he shifted his head to kiss you passionately. “why don’t i make it up to you?” he breathed between your parted lips before picking you up by the backs of your thighs, forcing you to lock your ankles around his waist.

he delicately situated you onto one of the recovery beds at the back of the room, before murmuring something that made your pussy throb in anticipation: “i’ll make you cum whichever way you want, however many times you want, all right? all you gotta do is lay back and take it.”

#kinky.inky #haikyū!!#haikyuu smut #hq smut #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi x reader #atsumu smut #hinata smut #bokuto smut #suna smut #sakusa smut #iwaizumi #sakusa #bokuto #hinata #suna #atsumu

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oomisgerm · 3 years

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Suna being mistaken to be an Uber driver

Genre: crack!

Summary: You typed a wrong number (which is Suna’s) begging him to pick you up. He was annoyed thinking it was Atsumu pranking him at first. He decided to be your ‘uber driver’ because of your desperation. He enjoyed riling you up so he take advantage of you saying that you’ll pay him and his lunch not sexually 😳 but he kinda teased y/n and he insisted that it is a date then.

A/n: So this is my first time writing a fic so bear with me 🤧

You feel the blood in your body drained that your phone only have 4% left, forgetting to plug it in before you sleep last night.

You just ate lunch but due to the stress and excitement to an opportunity for a big shot job interview that you were waiting for in years you momentarily forgot about it while stress eating

now that you finally got the chance you don’t know if you’re going to make it there. You feel like you’re going to throw up with the anxiety you’re feeling now since you know you can’t have a second chance there.

You were already talking to an uber driver and you weren’t sure if they accepted

Panicking, you thought that you need to forget about your shyness and ask the person beside you to borrow their phone for a moment to talk to your driver.

But you typed the wrong digit at the last part as your phone automatically turned off and send a message begging to the person that you mistook to be your driver.

Suna was watching something on his TV finally having some rest from the exessive training the past few weeks. On these rare occasions he avoid getting drag by Atsumu to go to his brother’s resto.

But multiple notifications from an unknown number pops off spamming him. He checked just in case there’s an emergency only to be confused.

“Halo hehe I know it’s lunch time but please, my life depends on u, Please don’t cancel on me! I’ll pay extra!! And for ur lunch!”

“My phone died so I borrowed a phone from a stranger so please 🥺 don’t leave me hanging!”

“Where are you?😖😭”

I only have one chance for this interview and Im broke but I will LITERALLY GIVE ALL THE MONEY I HAVE LEFT IF U PICK ME UP 🤧”

He sighed having enough of Atsumu’s pranks so he ignored it. The messages stop for a moment

“Helo? :D”

“I’m sorry for bothering but you’re my only chance on this :(”

You waited for a reply but still none came. You teared up looking to the person you borrowed the phone from, but they just smiled and said that they are not in a rush, but still you see them looking on their wristwatch.

Suna being done messaged Atsumu to stop messing with him when he’s trying to take a break from hell

And Atsumu replied with “tf u talking about bro?”

“Stop spamming me with this Uber shit, I’m not gonna pick you up”

“The hell? I’m literally driving” and he send a video of him driving with Sakusa in the front sit with Bokuto and Hinata being chaotic at the back.

Suna did not replied and read the messages from the number

The owner of the phone politely asked for their phone back because they were about to leave. You asked for a moment tearing up so they let you be.

“Theyre rlly about to leave please reply if youre gonna cancel on me just so I could know if I’m just going to walk back home :’(”

“Sorry for spamming but I’m panicking right now, it’s wrong to just leave people hanging u know?😞”

Suna sighed not believing what he about to do picking up his car keys and heading out. he’s pissed but not heartless for seeing the desperation on your messages.

“Where are you?” Suna replied

You feel a sudden relief but still you heart is racing

“THANK GOD YOU REPLIED!!😭🤧”

“I’m here in (Address) :< ”

“Ok” Suna replied

“OK THANK YOU!🥺😩, Im gonna return the phone back so don’t reply”

“Btw I’m wearing a suit! And my name is y/n”

You returned the phone to the person saying thank you and sorry, you feel so lucky that this person beared with you. If they did not you’re probably going to spend a few months or so unemployed.

You’re lucky that Suna is near the place where you are but as for him? Not so lucky. He was contemplating on his way about why do he have to do this, regretting every second that he took pity. He could have been resting now.

You have no choice just to wait since your phone is dead, and only a few minutes of waiting an expensive looking car stops infront of you. You step back knowing that you’re blocking someones way in.

The window opened and the person inside called for your name, you were confused and you look around if someone heard, that maybe you only have the same name.

But he called again so you looked to see the person looking at you with an annoyed expression, so you pointed to yourself

Damn why do you have to look aggressive sir? You thought to yourself

“You’re y/n right?” You nodded then he said “get in”

You were shocked like who the hell is this man, are you getting kidnapped? And for many chances that this can happen, it needs to be this day? THE DAY OF YOUR MOST IMPORTANT JOB INTERVIEW

You were about to run before anything happens but he added “I’m the...uber driver” as he sighed looking more irritated, hand over at the back of his neck

You want to keep you mouth shut on the ride but it was your first time riding a car this expensive you can’t help to ask the attractive looking driver

He looks so big compared to your figure and he looks intimidating but you didn’t even hesitate to asked “Am I in a sort of kind of prank?” You were looking for cameras

Suna was dumbfounded with your question.

“You’re an uber driver driving around with this car?” Suna just looked at you but you weren’t looking astonised to the interior of the car

He shook his head. Then you speak again “oh wait...Am I gonna be charged more? Is this like a special service or something?!” You were saving up because you’re unemployed so you really need to be careful with your expenses so you panicked.

Suna looked at you then back to the road amused with your reaction “but then you said that you will literally give all your money if I pick you up”

You gulped “I did? I just said that I’ll pay extra and pay for your lunch” Suna looked at you raising an eyebrow

“Are you asking me out?”

You feel a heat creeping on your face. “No I am not. I just want to make up for my disturbance during your break”

“It’s ok, It’s a yes for me” he saw that you didn’t get what he mean so he cleared “I’ll go out with you”

Suna shamelessly look at you up and down you were shocked and immediately covered you body with your bag

Suna smirked feeling the urge to rile you up since you’re the one who put him into this situation

You were astounded that the driver really manage to say that to a passenger like is he not scared having a bad review for hitting on them? But you thought that maybe he really don’t mind. tots won’t decline a moment like this from this guy 👀

“Aren’t you gonna get fired for hitting on you passengers?”

“Why would I?”

“Uhm because it’s like inappropriate?” You said looking at him all scared you wanted to look normal but you can’t help it.

You beg yourself to look normal so you won’t provoke him becuase you are in a dangerous line here

you don’t even know if this person is really going to drop you off your destination.

Suna chuckled, not expecting how this day’s events will turn out like this, talking to this crazy passenger when he’s not even an Uber driver

After a moment, of you being a dumb bitch again, you asked “Is this like your side job? You know for extra income? Like what the hell do you need the extra income for? having this car and an iphone? And sure yeah you’re also wearing an apple watch” as you glanced to his wrist

“This is not a side job” Suna replied looking at the road with his elbow resting agaisnt the window with his head leaning on his knuckle while his other hand grips on the stirring wheel.

Suna was thinking about many ways to tease you without really crossing the line because he’s basically a stranger.

You saw him smirk which brings a flush in your cheeks affecting you in a way that you don’t want to feel

Remembering asking if this is a special service and he did not answer that. Having this expensive car for a pick up? A driver too hot that he can be a model if he chose to? Is this a new deal in uber? What the hell? You thought to yourself

adding things up your cheeks flushed red when Suna look at your side looking at you darkly with a serious smirk on his face

“So what special service do you want to try?”

“W-w..What?” Your face too red and your heart beating so fast feeling that you’re about to have a heart attack

“We’re still nowhere near you need to be, so decide now if you want to use the time you still have because this is a special offer you see”

You were confused stopping yourself to think about dirty thoughts but the red flush in your face won’t go away boosting Suna’s ego.

“Uhh.. no I’m fine thank you”

“You sure? That’s unfortunate because this might be your only chance”. You hear the playfull sound in his voice knowing that he is smirking you blushed once more but you have high spirits to defend yourself.

You need to clear your name. Embarrassed with the strange situation you thought you’re in to. So you muster all the courage you have left.

“I don’t go out paying guys, I can get a guy I want without bribe or something you know!”

“If that’s the case then why are you paying me?” He tried to stopped laughing just so he could look like he’s genuinely confused leaving a smirk in his face.

Now you think you’re right with your assumption 💀

“WOW! Excuse me sir! I will pay you because you’re my uber driver not because you’re some-“ you stopped not knowing what to say

“some?” Suna is waiting for you to continue raising you an eyebrow looking at you then back at the road

“some...” you shutdown.

“Some?”

“Stop asking me”

“I’m genuinely confused right now y/n” Suna said as you glared at him, thinking how smoothly he can say your name, when you’re here referring to him as ‘hot uber driver’

You decided to say it because you’re feeling that he will continue to bug you “somee...callboy”

Suna could not hold his laughter, so you freaked out not accepting that it might be your last word if you both died in an accident.

Caused of death? The driver laughed too hard when a passenger assumed he’s a callboy.

“Hey focus on the road!” You said hiding your face embarassed.

Suna is taking back his words a while ago that he regrets doing this, since he’s laughing his ass off at the moment.

“A callboy huh?” He smirked and laughed again

There’s something with his laughter that annoys you, but in a good way... but STILL it’s annoying because you know that this man is intentionally making fun of you 😡

“Stop!” Avoiding his gaze wanting to cry because of the embarrassment

“First you thought of me as your uber? And now I’m a callboy?” He is still laughing which annoys you more.

“What??...” You stared at him blankly and he stared back when he stopped over a stop light.

smirking at you while he slowly close the gap between you, a panic spreading all over you face.

“a-are-...you not my uber?” You asked, sweating profusely.

“I’m not”.

You started screaming wanting to go out of the car, you already open the door but the seatbelt stops you in your track

You did not pay for this! Sure he’s hot but what’s happening right now is not justifiable you’re too scared to be turned on with the events unravelling between you and this kidnapper

Suna laughed even more feeling little cramps in his stomach, he is definitely not a person who typically laughs like this but somehow you made him to be like this

“Hey! Hey! Wait! I’m just messing with you!” As he reach out to your elbows pulling you and asking you to close the door because the car behind you is getting restless.

“Dude wtf, I’ll make sure that you’ll get fired after this I swear to god!” You stated with an exasperated expression at him.

You were so scared and paranoid so you watch out where he’s bringing you.

“Ok so I’m really not your uber driver...” he watched you carefully and before you react he speaked “but you spammed a wrong number and begged me y/n so I took pity on you and decided to give you a good service” for a moment he looked genuine but his cocky smirk returned

“WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME AT THE FIRST PLACE?!” you look at him with disbelief

“Because I just want this to be over plus...you’re hopeless.” He looked at you but you glared which only satisfied him

“I’m supposed to be resting today but someone decided for me to be their uber driver” he scoff

You’re pissed off at him for riling you up but there’s no denying that you’re in his debt so you avoid his gaze glaring at the sight outside

You notice that you’re already near. You’re annoyed but still thankfull to him

“I’ll pay you...” as you look at him still glaring but you did not want to meet his eyes “and your lunch” you finally said.

You see him wearing that annoying smirk but it makes your heart falter that annoys you more.

“Asking me out again huh?”

“I’m not”

“Uhm..ok? Whatever makes you sleep at night kitten” he chuckled

You blushed to the nickname “KITTEN? AND WHERE THE HELL DID THAT CAME FROM?”

“We’re practically dating now right? That’s called endearment kitten”

“You’re mad! I don’t even know your name!”

“Suna Rintarō but you can also call me daddy” he smirk and bit his lower lip which made you fluster but he only did it to stop himself for laughing at your reaction.

You didn’t even realized that you were already infront of you dream company.

“Ok I’ll wait for you down here, and I’ll decide where to eat since you’re begging to go out with me” he said seriously

This guy is really getting into my nerves you thought as you try to massage your temples

“You’re gonna have to wait for a while I think” you manage to say because you’re really thankfull for this man’s help. If it wasn’t for him you couldn’t have made it here.

“I’ll wait for you kitten, goodluck on your interview”

Your heart skipped and there’s no denying that your face looks like a tomato

“Kiss you goodluck?” Suna asked teasing you

“No, Suna” you glared at him as you walk out the door and as soon as you turn you back at him you can’t help to smile. You feel mad and flustered at the same time.

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mochimiyas · 3 years

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he got the spirit - a miya atsumu smut.

pairings: miya atsumu x reader, mentions of suna rintarou and miya osamu

tags: dirty talk, cunnilingus, slight size kink, slight overstimulation, rough sex

a/n: sorry for being mia once again. life fucked me in the ass and today was the day i decided im gonna post some filth. please enjoy! content under the cut...

“babe, my dick game is fuckin’ immaculate,” atsumu smirked at you, “gonna make sure you know who your pussy belongs to.”

he trailed his lips downwards from your neck to your navel, hands spreading your legs farther as he leaned down to give kitten licks to your clit; the sensation making you whimper his name. your gasps, the little mewls you let out whenever atsumu makes you feel so fucking good gets him fired up. he knows he has to be gentle with his princess but the cute moans you’re letting out is killing his restraint little by little, and he doesn’t know how much longer he can take.

atsumu adjusted his position on the bed before diving in, lips wrapping around your clit and suckling harshly, making you moan loudly. one of your hands reached down to grip atsumu’s hair in hopes to keep you grounded, the pleasure overtaking your senses as he nibbled, suckled, and roughly played with your clit.

“a-ah! ‘tsumu, it’s t-too much!”

you felt the coil in your lower abdomen tighten, and when atsumu sneaked a hand up to your entrance and slowly slid in two fingers to the hilt, he immediately pressed down on your sweet spot, causing the coil to snap and your orgasm hitting every single nerve in your body.

the setter picked up the pace, pumping his fingers in and out rapidly as your legs shook from the overstimulation. you felt another orgasm build quickly, but as soon as it was about to snap, atsumu pulled his fingers out, leaving your entrance to clench around nothing as you whined from the loss.

the hand that was still holding your other leg slid down to your puffy lips, spreading them as his other hand fumbled with his zipper, pulling it down enough for him to pull his cock out.

“ya ready for the best fuck of your life, princess?” you looked down to see tip of his girthy cock, red and leaking pre-cum. you nervously licked your lips as atsumu lined his cock up to your entrance. his cock was thick, and that alone scared you because you didn’t know if it was going to fit or not.

it seemed like atsumu could sense what you were thinking, because he leaned down to lay his forehead against yours, the action bringing some relief to your thoughts. you felt his hand caress your cheek lovingly, and you nuzzled into his hand which made him drop his cocky act to give you a sweet smile.

“we don’t have ta do this if yer not ready princess,” his hand traveled from your cheek to lift up your chin to look at him properly, “i’m not gonna force you ta do anything ya don’t want.”

you gripped his wrist, “i’m sure atsumu. please fuck me.”

the blonde setter smirked, and without a word, inched his cock slowly into you, feeling your gummy walls constrict around his cock pleasantly. the grip was indescribable, and it’s the best atsumu has ever fucking felt in his life. he leaned back up to grip your ankles, lifting them to push your knees into a mating press. the position allowed him to surge even deeper inside you and holy fuck, it almost made you lose your senses again.

you let out a small whimper as atsumu finally bottomed out, his tip barely touching your cervix. you felt so overwhelmed, so fucking full of his cock and all he barely did was put it inside you. you never knew how sex could feel so good, and now you can see why.

atsumu slid his cock in and out as you adjusted to his size, and once you gave him the okay to fuck your brains out, the restraint inside him snap.

the sounds of skin slapping against each other, the heavy grunts and moans falling from atsumu’s lips, the breathy, stuttering moans coming from you was the only thing you could hear as atsumu pounded into you like there was no tomorrow. it felt as if your senses went into overload, and you couldn’t think straight other than his meaty cock deliciously bruising your cervix.

he planted a foot on the bed to bring more stability to his harsh thrusts, the motion driving his cock in a different angle than before. it allowed him to hit your sweet spot, making you almost black out in shock.

“oh f-fuck! nah-n-not there- SHIT!” you screamed, your hands frantically pushing his hips away from you. atsumu let out a chuckle as he let one of your ankles go in favor of slapping your hands away, your feeble attempts to push him away fueling his drive to fuck you even harder.

he grinned, “don’t try to deny me, princess. just fucking take it.” his words had your legs shaking and your toes curling, feeling your walls clenching desperately around his cock.

you could sense that your orgasm was starting to build up and before you could sneak a hand downwards to play with your clit, you felt atsumu pick up the pace, feeling his cock throbbing inside you.

something inside your mind clicked, so you opened your eyes to see his handsome face scrunched up, as if he was about to cum. you smiled inwardly and reached up to snake your arms around his neck, whispering how good he felt inside you, how well he was fucking your wet cunt while you were rubbing his shoulders.

the lewd words spurred atsumu to cum, painting your walls white and groaning loudly at the sensation. he didn’t notice you holding back your giggles as you gyrated your hips to prolong his orgasm. once he calmed down, he slumped forward, laying his body onto your frame without a care in the world.

while you were catching your breath, atsumu got up and went to the restroom. shortly after, he came back with a damp towel and started cleaning you up, giving small, tender kisses to your thighs as you caressed his hair.

after atsumu finished cleaning you up, he threw the towel in the laundry bin and then laid on the bed, throwing an arm around you as you pressed your back into his chest. you both laid there for a while, the warmth from his body slowly lulling you to sleep. as you were on the verge of knocking out, it finally clicked for atsumu; why he felt like there was something off.

he didn’t even notice if you said you were cumming or not.

he didn’t even make you cum.

atsumu fucking came like the minute man he vehemently denied to osamu and suna about. the one fucking thing he said he wouldn’t be when he told those two about wanting to have sex with you.

he cursed at himself internally, the embarrassment taking over his mind as he thinks about the never-ending roasts about ‘how big boy miya atsumu nutted like a fuckin’ virgin’ and ‘poor y/n couldn’t even get the satisfaction she wanted.’

the boys are never gonna let him live it down as long as he lives and you won’t either.

atsumu held your body tighter,

‘i’ll just have to make up for it next time,’ he resolved internally.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #hq!!#hq #haikyuu smut #haikyuu!! smut #hq smut #haikyuu miya atsumu #miya atsumu #miya atsumu smut #atsumu smut #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut

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holicanth · 3 years

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Joy and Union

Day 2 of Shinoweek 2021 - Winter, Friends/Family

Words: 2.3k

Genre: Fluff, friendship, FRIENDSHIP!!!

Warnings: Self-hate, suicidal thoughts.

Tags: Shinohina, Hinata’s worries and fears. Kiba acts like a clown, Team 8, Team 8 is chaotic and share one braincell.

Author’s Note: This is a onehsot. Wanted to make something light to counter the absolute shitstorm im about to make tomorrow :”v Hope you like it :D

Summary: A simple task—to tail a group of chuunin-level gangsters who had been extorting money from one of Konoha's poorer regions. The group was interested in the mining industry of the area, but have tried to take the compound with illegitimate force.

An insect user has to be able to adapt to all forms of weather, using chakra to regulate body temperature and balance at all times.

It takes a while for Shino to master this technique, but now he uses it almost automatically.

The reason being his persistence to use cloaks and the like in the heat of summer.

Shino knows that there is nothing wrong with his skin. It isn't scarred, tan, or even rough. The Aburames are all born with extremely regenerartive skin, but Shino fears the disgust reflected on his comrades when they see bugs dig out a hole from inside him

(He used to be more blatant with it, reveling in their shock. But Shino learns that this has left him more alienated than accepted)

So in summer months he would cover up with loose robes, with enough ventilation to help his bugs move freely. Of course, Shino prefers the warm embrace of sunlight, but he finds that the winter months can be more comfortable than they seem.

It was during a reconnaissance mission, dead winter, and Team 8 was assigned to a small village to Konoha's North.

A simple task—to tail a group of chuunin-level gangsters who had been extorting money from one of Konoha's poorer regions. The group was interested in the mining industry of the area, but have tried to take the compound with illegitimate force.

Kiba and Akamaru left to chase after the gang leader, while Shino and Hinata were to guard and uphold the mine from other assailants.

It was a quiet morning. The villagers were scared (as they should be) and have decided to hide themselves in their homes. Shino's bugs were less effective during winter, but enough to ward unsuspecting intruders.

Meanwhile Hinata was observing all around with her Byakugan. She has been up for a few long hours.

Shino is not a fool. He notices the pattern that Hinata's behavior takes during missions. To do her best. To never give up. To prove that she is worthy of something. Even if it pushes her over the brink. He’s always hated the way she thinks so poorly of herself, as if she deserved all the discomfort that comes from being a shinobi. He understands the feeling well, though.

"You know that you can leave this to me, right?" Shino muses next to her, "Rest, Hinata. You'll overwork yourself."

Hinata deactivates her Byakugan, lightly rubbing her eyes in an attempt to release strain

"B-But your bugs can't move much during winter, Shino-kun. You need extra chakra to regulate their temperatures." She glances at him, worry apparent on her voice. "You’ve saved me from their attack before. I don’t think you should move much…”

The aforementioned gang was comprised of a compilation of rouge ninja from all sorts of villages. They have a particularly bad reputation within poorer villages but are in esteemed positions in Sunagakure. They’re particularly dangerous for their rejection of manipulation of Suna politics. Not only that, they have weapon masters, innovators, and a single scientist who aid them in their operation.

The whole gang have been on the prowl for a long while, keeping themselves low for the last five years. Three months ago they’ve begun to act more hostile. Starting from a robbery in October to in a mining heist in December. An anonymous tip signaled that the whole gang are on the move, and going on extortion operations as a collective. This information went to the Hokage’s office, who then decided that the elite of the Konoha 9 were to deal with the issue. ‘They’re probably pissed that Gaara’s kazekage now’, Tsunade mentions.

A series of sneezes distracted Shino's thoughts back to Hinata.

Without thinking, Shino had automatically gave Hinata his coat. Winter is harsh towards insect-users, but Shino thinks he can handle this. Of course he can, after everything Hinata has done for the mission.

"Aren't you cold Shino-kun?"

They had a scuffle before, in which one of them surprised them with a Fire-style jutsu, resulting in the loss of 40% of Shino’s kikaichu. Kiba had been fast enough to dodge, but Hinata had to be shielded by Shino. Luckily, both of them were left unscathed. Leaving Hinata to her guilt and her disappointment.

"No, I'm fine. I'll be on guard now, you've done enough, Hinata."

Hinata has always felt lacking. Even if she excelled physically to her teammates, even when she's the de facto taijutsu master in her team. She was always too kind, they'd say. She's too forgiving. From the very beginning, Hinata has left Kiba and Shino to do the dirty work for her. Murdering a team of genins during the Chuunin exams was just the beginning of it.

And Hinata doesn't reject this. She was truly grateful that she didn't play an active part in these deeds.

(And all the while she weeps in regret.

She believed that Shinobi are meant to protect those precious to them.

She never thought that a Shinobi would do such immoral things.

But she never grew out of this mindset, either.)

Years has passed, and they've all grown into more mature, well-adjusted shinobis. She thinks about how to apologize to them. How to reverse the horrible things they've done in her stead. A shinobi is, ultimately, someone who protect those who are important to them. This is what she had trained so hard for. To protect and nurture. The idea of having to harm others in the name of protection—she detests it with her whole being.

Sometimes she thinks,

That if she dies, the souls of those her team has taken would be put at peace.

"It will be fine, Hinata. Don't worry, I can handle this amount of cold." Shino says, as he turned his back on her, facing to step outside the cave.

The Kikaichu were not fully recovered. Should another ambush take place, there was a high chance that Shino would be injured.

(Something in her urges her to rebel against his words. She didn't want it to continue like this—to have Kiba and Shino go out of their way for her.

Especially Shino.)

In a sudden fit, her hands clamped themselves around the boy.

She has always known that Shino was tall, but now that she's close to him did she realize how different their heights are. Hinata notices too that Shino was not as skinny as she thought he was, but she hadn't noticed rhe boy's confusion.

"Hinata what-"

Her ears were red.

"I'm sorry, Shi-Shino-kun, I..I was--"

Panic. She had to find an excuse immediately.

"I-I just think that you're warm Shino," she blushes, looking to the side "You're good at regulating your body temperarure so..."

If she could turn back time Hinata wishes that she could pull herself out of this situation. How silly of her. Hinata makes sure that she was always careful in every action--something she learned from her family the hard way--but she's found herself becoming clumsier than ever.

A trait she inherited from Kiba she supposed,

But this was not time to reminisce.

She has yet to release her hold. She thinks that she shouldn't. Her mouth doesn't form the words that she wants, and she's left speechless with the rush of emotions that gobble her. Her heart tears with a feeling of sorrow. Was she going to be left behind? She despises the way that her sincerity gets in the way of her job.

(Shino Aburame was not someone skittish. Had it been anyone else he'd have felt a bit odd, resistant even, but the fact that it was Hinata eases his mind.)

He doesn't bother her clutching on to him like this. But he doesn't immediately welcome the hug either. The idea of skinship was something he choose not to familiarize with, as people were always quick to avoid his advances, anyways.

(Shino had always been isolating himself against his peers. He strives so hard to be level-headed. He tries his best to do well in class. But none of that made him any more likable--with all the bugs and unfriendly demeanor.)

It started with a slight tap on the back, to one arm wrapped around her, and finally Shino eases himself enough to reciprocate the hug. Their eyes met. Somewhere, somehow, a strong feeling of compassion gripped him. In an instant, he felt an innate understanding rush to his head, as if he was absorbing all of Hinata’s emotions as they hugged.

(Silence fell still on them—the serenity of the scene filling them with an odd elation. Hinata’s mind was previously occupied with dark thoughts, but now she can think of nothing but the winter and Shino’s warmth.)

A lucid, fuzzy feeling overtakes Hinata. Her arms hugged tighter and she smiles into Shino's chest. At first, she was afraid that he'd jump out of her grip. Afraid that, like her family, Shino would have downright rejected any affectionate gesture.

(And the thought terrified her to death. The idea of being separated from her teammates. Separated from her home.)

Shino was pleasantly surprised at himself, too. How simple it was to connect with someone—how easy it had been for Hinata to break his walls. For the first time in a while, Shino feels the joy of having a genuine union with someone, and God did he crave for it so badly.

(Try as he might, but he has always lingered nearby her. Like a moth to a flame.

It felt so natural for Shino, yet his own insecurities had lead him to stubbornly reject all attempts of friendship)

They stayed like that for a minute. And that minute soon grew into half an hour. And just like that, Akamaru comes barking while dragging a group of chuunins tied by rope.

Both of them had known that the gang was strong, feared even. What they didn’t expect was Kiba to be so fast in tracking them down, defeating them single-handedly, and bringing them back to the village. He was always feisty and feral from the beginning, but Kiba really changes when someone hurts his teammates.

"Gee, look who's getting nice and cozy while I do all the work for us. I am so getting a day off after this..." Kiba mused, hauling the unconscious criminals to be taken by Akamaru to Kurenai.

"Kiba-kun! I'm... um... It's not like that..."

"Hinata thinks that I am a heater." Shino says, deadpan. "You can come near if you're cold, too."

Kiba processes Shino's words as his brain buffers. Shino? Allowing physical contact? It must be raining cats and dogs outside. Kiba was in disbelief but there was also a sense of pride in knowing that his teammate's ice cold facade had began to thaw.

Kiba had always been wary of Shino (In a good sense). He made sure not to overstep his boundaries after learning from several prank attempts that you can never escape Shino’s bugs, especially when he decides to use centipedes. Regardless, Kiba acknowledges his existence and understands that some people are a little bit more difficult to get by,

"Hmph. You think I'd need some warming up after all that chasing?" He pouts, looking to the side.

"Because you're fucking right!!" He yells as he tackles both of them to the snow, a cheeky grin lit on his face. Kiba’s brashness made both Hinata and Shino tumble into the snow. Now they’re all tired and not warm. Damn Kiba. His big idiot energy did not register the fact that snow is, indeed, cold.

"Kiba you stupid--now you've got us all cold!" Shino's remark gained light laughter from his teammates.

"That's right,” Kiba replies with a hearty laughter. Because we're going to the hot springs after this mission."

"Hot springs?" Hinata asked, turning to face Kiba "Where do we get the money for that? All the hot springs in the area are luxurious ones..."

Konoha’s northern side was known for it’s winter hot springs. A luxurious view of the mountains as you aid your body in the springs. The nearest one was renowned and popular among ninjas, claiming that the water had rejuvenating properties and could make one younger.

"That. Is something I can deal with." Kiba replies, in his leader-esque voice.

"And how would that be?" Shino is suspicious, but he seems to already know what Kiba is up to.

"You see...These criminals we're after are pretty bad, yeah? Extortion and all that. So when I wrang them up, I happen to find pouches of coins nearby."

There is a lot to be questioned from the word “happen to find”.

"Their pouches are awfully thick, stealing more profit than the ones they took from this village from God knows where. This is clearly our jackpot."

"Kiba-kun... I don't think that's allowed..."

"It is," He replies, sitting up, "We can return most of the money back, take a small fraction of it as added bonus. Don’t underestimate the Inuzuka’s Puppy Eyes Jutsu! Now, if we leave before they wake up, it’ll be in the bag!"

The three of them looked at each other. Nodded. And off they went, finishing affairs with the village chief and storming out of the village. This wasn't the first time Team 8 commited petty crimes, but getting away with it is part of a shinobi's skillset. Or so Kiba thinks.

Shino never thought winter could make him feel so giddy. He should have been freezing to death, especially when Hinata was borrowing his longcoat. But the andrenaline from Kiba's mischief was infectious, and he was unexpectedly more riled up than usual. Hinata too, was under the adrenaline rush.

If the old Shino saw him now, he’d berate him for being so loose. For willingly participate in childish mischief, during a mission, nonetheless. Oh, but Shino couldn’t care less for formalities that day! He’d brush the conduct as “misdemeanor due to injury” and sleep it off.

Shino finds that the winter months are more comfortable than they seem. Warm food, hot springs, and a good night's rest with your comrades. He wishes to meet many more winter months with his precious friends, together.

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