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renardiererin · 2 days
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hi pookies ive been rlly swamped lately so i'm putting tgw smau on a haitus i think... </3 but in the meantime (as an apology for inactivity) here's this!! and ill try to be more active after april is over...
rintarou suna would absolutely love tits. sleeping with his hand on your boob just because it's comfortable, giving you chest hickeys while you watch movies simply as a subconscious habit when he's locked in, and if you had nipple piercings i think he'd definitely get a boner anytime you walked around in a thin shirt without a bra on. he's a tits guy for sure... but that doesn't stop him from slapping your ass anytime you bend over near him.
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yourbpdgf · 1 year
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obsession ?
warnings: obsessive!suna x obsessive!reader, stalking, yandere behaviors, weed, alcohol, fire play?, knife play, making out, choking, hickeys, fingering, pussy eating, dick sucking, public sex?, rough sex, pet names: little one, bunny, bun, pretty,, etc .
you and suna were at your spot, the rooftop of an abandoned building beautifully overlooking all of hyogo prefecture. you were sat in his lap, sharing a blunt, enjoying eachothers presence.
suna, rin to you, has been your boyfriend for about a month and half now and youre obsessed.
you love everything about him from his dark brown hair, his mesmerizing eyes, his physical appearance to his sarcastic personality.
but in addition to your love for him you also know everything about him. full name, home address, social security number, mother and fathers name, to his favorite song, color, number, and everything else.
you memorized his whole schedule and adjusted your routes to class to make sure youd pass his locker everytime.
you have his instagram password. you go through his following daily, his likes, his archive, everything.
if its about suna rintaro you need to know.
you stalked him a little too, just to gain more insight into his home life, you reasoned.
you saw all the nasty things hes done behind locked doors. you saw how he masturbates to your instagram highlights. you even heard how he moans your name as he cums all over the screen of his phone.
youd be lying if you said you never done the same thing.
you fantasized about the things you want him to do to you too, more than any regular human should.
your late nights are spent with a dildo, the most similar looking dildo to sunas you could find, strapped to a fuck machine fucking into you at max speed. clamps vibrating on both of your nipples and your shaky hands holding a hitachi wand to your clit. you cum every 2 minutes and when you do you scream and moan for your rin rin.
but little do you know suna is just like you but worse.
he does all you do but even more constantly.
in addition to that, anybody who dares flirt with you is either jumped, publicly humiliated or exposed, sometimes all three. nobody will never know it was him though.
hes protective. nobody is allowed to come within a 2 foot radius of you when hes around. oh and you need to hold his hand at all times, too. a little one like you gets lost easily.
and most nights hes at your window, watching you moan for him, like his good little slut.
despite all of this, you two have yet to be intimate, and sunas trying to change that today.
now back to the present...
suna passes you the blunt with a heavy sigh. he speaks, breaking the peaceful silence you both built, but not before he takes a nice swig of the tequila you brought for the two of you, "let me try something."
"go ahead." you reply. you trust suna and youre not one to ask too many questions anyway.
suna loves that about you, he already doesnt like talking so it saves him words. though even if you did ask, he wouldnt mind explaining just for you.
once you pass the blunt back suna takes a drag, cups your face and pulls it to his. you get the idea at this point. you peck his lips before opening your mouth so he can transfer his smoke to you.
suna smiles and you do too, "such a smart bunny, catching on so quick. maybe you deserve a lil reward."
he puts the blunt out on your zip up, and ashes spill onto your neck. they burn on your skin and instead of pain you feel pleasure. the burn is good. suna throws the extinguished blunt to the side.
youre a little too high to realize him snaking his hands up your skirt, into your panties until he slowly starts to rub your clit. you cant protest though, not that you wanted to, because sunas lips are on yours.
youre still kissing when his hand moves to your throat and gives it a squeeze. before you can do anything about it your mouth opens, tongue lolling out. suna takes advantage and begins to suck on your tongue.
you stay like that for a moment before suna moves down to your neck leaving purple bruises as he travelled to your collarbone. he comes up to speak,
"good little bun. be good for me and thisll be good for both of us, kay?"
"mkay, rin rin."
he unzips your zip up, not knowing you had no bra or shirt on under. when he realizes he kisses your lips once more before sucking and swirling his tongue against the harden buds on your chest.
his fingers stop their circles on your clit, eliciting a high pitched whine from you, and slip into your pussy. two fingers, after a few pumps, turn into three.
until suna suddenly stops. you whine and complain as suna lifts you up and lays you down on the roof, positioning himself between your thighs.
"please rin rin, pleasee!"
"patience, little one. youre gonna like this."
he reaches into his pocket and grabs a pocket knife, tracing it along your thighs, cool metal making you moan. the sensation to die for. suna then slips it under the waistband of your panties and cuts them off. the knife goes back into his pocket and his face goes into your pussy.
he slurps, spits, swallows and suckles as you squirm and sob. he enjoys every noise you make and every twitch your body convulses. it doesnt last long though because as soon as he plunges his fingers back into you you squirt all over his fingers and face.
he gives you a second before he sits you up. he takes your hands and guides them to take his sweats and boxers down. your hands, with sunas guidance, pull them just under his balls, exposing his 8 inch cock to you, fully hard.
"open." suna commands,, and you do.
he puts his tip to your lips and automatically you suck. you swirl your tongue and give kitten licks to his tip, making sure to give it ample attention before moving to his shaft.
when you do finally move down to his length, you suck along the sides before placing half his length down your throat, going up and down. your head moves in a wave motion, eventually you take his whole cock inside the wet cavern that is your mouth.
"mhmm.. just like that, pretty. youre so good at this. youre such a perfect little thing just for me."
sunas head is thrown back, his hands the only things keeping him up. you really start to hear him moan as you hollow your cheeks, swirl your tongue, bob your head, and play with his balls all at the same time.
"...mine, mine, mine. nobody else can have you."
low grunts, soft moans and sighs that can only be described as pretty all come from sunas mouth. you giggle at his cuteness, the vibrations from your action immediately go to his dick and push him over the edge.
sunas big, veiny hands grab the back of your head and push you down his dick, forcing you to let his cum leak down your throat until he lets go. you swallow.
rintaro takes his squirt covered shirt off before laying you back down on your back. quickly, he lines himself up with your entrance and pushes himself in. with each thrust he goes deeper, deeper and deeper.
rin grabs your ankles, holding them over your head, he has you in a mating press. he angles himself to hit that one spongey spot you love. how does he know where it is? all the times he watched you try ever so hard to hit it with your little dildo. maybe he should make this known to you...
"im way better than that little fuck machine, arent i, little one?"
"huuhh..? how do yo- fuckk! know about that?"
"answer me, bunny."
"yes! way way better! way better than any of my toys! please go deeper, rin harder!!"
rintaro slams into you over and over until youre both ready to cum. and when you do you do it together.
you both lay there for a while, eventually you put your clothes back on. you both drink for a little longer until suna walks you home and spends the night at your house <3.
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im back... maybe. i feel like everytime im here i write a fic to self project then leave. wtv 🤷‍♀️. btw this rushed so dnt come for me.
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poursomesunaonme · 7 months
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no buts
pairing: suna rintarou x gn!reader
summary: rin drops two bombshells on you when you least expect it.
wc: 2k
cw: childhood friends to lovers, angst/comfort, love confession <3
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you never thought that you could’ve fallen so hard for suna rintarou.  more importantly, you never thought that you could’ve had your heart broken by him.
it was straight out of the movies, your relationship.  you had grown up on the same street, gone to the same daycare, same grade school, same high school.  every single year of your life, every single season, had a memory of that golden-eyed boy.
suna knew you better than anyone - everything about you.  your favorite food, favorite song for every mood, your nervous habits, your celebration dances.  and despite the disinterested façade he always put up for everyone else, despite how much he didn’t want to admit it, you knew him too.
the two of you always danced around each other, it seemed.  you used the connection that you’ve had since childhood, attributed it to being platonic soulmates.  with every passing year, with the growing love you felt for each other, you always just thought that it was one of those friendly soulmate things.
and finally, over two decades later, there came a point where you couldn’t prolong it any longer, where you thought you yourself might burst, but it came with the most inopportune moment that suna brought with him through your doorway.
you sat across from each other at your dining room table.  your fingers laced perfectly in front of you, your thumb rubbing against the other’s knuckles.  (one of the telltale signs suna knew meant that you were distraught.)
“why didn’t you tell me sooner?”  your voice was barely a whisper.
“i…”  he was uncharacterstically unsure of himself.  “i don’t know.”
“rin, it’s great news.”  you finally found the courage to turn your face up from the table to look at him.  the look on his face didn’t ease your turmoil.  “why aren’t you excited?”
he was silent for a long time.  “it’s really far.”  his brows furrowed.  he looked to the water spot on the table that was a dead giveaway that he wanted to say something else.  and finally, he did.  “i… i don’t wanna leave you.”
“it doesn’t matter that i won’t be there, rin.  this could very well be your big break!  don’t worry about me.” you couldn’t quite convince yourself of the last sentence, even with the forced smile.
“you know i can’t do that.  and i won’t admit that again.”
a smirk toyed with the corner of your lips before the feelings that you had for him bubbled inside of you once more, effectively squashing it back down into a frown.  you had to ignore them, though. suna had to leave, and you had to get over yourself.
“this is a once and a lifetime opportunity.  we’ll stay in touch.  we’ve figured it out before.”
your words fell useless on his heart.  “it was hard last time - and that was only for a few weeks.  this is for at least three years.  i can’t go that long without you, i-”
he cut himself off, planting his hands flat on the table
“rintarou, do not do this.”  you couldn’t help the sternness in your voice.  it was a plea for him not to say the words.
“i don’t think i can hold it back any longer.”  he rubbed his temples, letting out a long sigh. 
you knew what he was going to say before his brain could even formulate the words.
your name fell off his lips with a practiced ease, one that he had known all his life.  his hands crept over the table to settle on yours.  they trembled.  you wanted to pull away - needed to pull away, but you couldn’t.  you hated seeing him like this - all the cockiness gone, no snarky comments, no smirk pasted on his lips.  he looked scared.
“i can’t leave you because i…”
don’t say it.
don’t you dare say it.
you felt it too.  you knew it all too well.  and unfortunately, you’ve known for long enough that it was stupid that you weren’t together already (even though you basically were).  staying over for days at each other’s apartments, sharing drunken kisses and claiming the next day (to both of your chagrin) that it was just the alcohol, waking up tangled in each other’s limbs and enjoying the security of it all - you weren’t just platonic soulmates.  but this was suna’s big career break, and you couldn’t let yourself be the reason why he didn’t take it.  you couldn’t have that weighing on your heart.
“i love you.  i’ve always loved you.”
your heart exploded when he finally forced the words out - the ones with the true intentions that had been trapped in his lungs for years.  it was everything you had ever wanted.  it had grown up with you, seeped into the marrow, melded with your skeleton when your bones fused together.  it had always whispered in the back of your mind every time you shared a chuppet, every time he held you after a break up, every time you cheered him on at a game (you didn’t miss a single one), every time you both repeatedly yelled at the miyas that you didn’t definitely did not have crushes on each other.
but he seriously wasn’t considering turning this down—not when he had worked so hard to become the player he was.  you knew it all too well.  you’d gotten ice packs for him while he sprawled his long legs out on your couch to ice his aching abdominals, his forearms, his fingers.  you’d fed him ibuprofen when he refused to take any.  you’d wrapped his fingers yourself when he said he didn’t need to (he definitely needed to, especially against some of the cannons participating in the tournaments).  he’d worked himself to the bone because he loved the sport.
he admitted that he loved volleyball first, after all.  you didn’t want to compete with that.  you couldn’t let yourself even be in the running.
“rin, you can’t do this.”
“why?”  his eyes widen, running the rough pad of a thumb over your knuckle.  the callous further reminds you of why you have to say what you need to.
“you can’t choose me over this.  it’s what you’ve always dreamed of ever since we were kids.  this could make you.  i can’t stand in the way of that.”
“i’ve dreamed of us ever since we were kids!”  he was nearly yelling.  tears sprang to your eyes at the revelation, at him taking a sledgehammer and shattering the ice that gave way into the rushing torrent of your true affection for each other.  don’t do this don’t do this please don’t do this.  “this is my choice!  why can’t you let me make it?”
you couldn’t quite answer.  of course it wasn’t fair.  it wasn’t fair to either of you.  this was the moment that suna had been bending over backwards for his whole life.  your feelings for each other reaching a fever pitch at the exact time just couldn’t be helped.  it wasn’t fucking fair.
you pulled your hands away from him, letting them settle in your lap, deciding to make them fair.  you were the problem—and you didn’t mean that in a self-deprecating way.  it was the simple truth.  if you were out of the equation, then rin would take the opportunity to pursue what he’s loved his entire life.  you made the decision because you loved him, because you wanted him to be happy, because you didn’t want him to pass up the opportunity just because he finally realized that he loved you.
you didn’t want to make light of his feelings, as that would mean you’re making light of you own; that’s not what you wanted.  you would wait forever if that was the case.  this is just a little hiccup.  however, if he was going to refuse the opportunity of a lifetime because of his feelings for you, you would just have to take drastic measures to make sure that you wouldn’t be around to affect his decision.
“suna rintarou, if you won’t sign with them because you love me, then i won’t hesitate to make you hate me.”
your heart fell with the pitch of your voice.  you weren’t sure if you could bring yourself to break his heart enough to propel him directly into the arms of what could be his future award-winning teammates, but it was what you wanted for him.  as selfish as it was, you didn’t want to be the reason why he passed up his lifelong dream that would allow him to go down in history as one of the greatest volleyball players in japan.
you stood up and whirled around, dead set on locking yourself in your room and crying in fetal position until the most diabolical plan would make itself known to you and allow you to shatter both of your hearts in the process, when suna’s hand clasped around your wrist.
you stopped in your tracks and whirled around, only coming face to face with his chest.  you looked up, finding his golden eyes welling with tears.  it was a sight you hadn’t seen in a long, long time.
“nothing in this world could ever make me hate you,” he whispered.  he reached down to clasp your hands, bringing them up to his lips to kiss your knuckles.  “i know you want what’s best for me.  i know that because i know you.”
his hands dropped yours, and went instead to cup your face.  his palms were coarse against your jawline.
“you think that because i’ve wanted this my whole life and that it’s right in front of me now, that i should go for it, no matter what.  and you’re right.  in a perfect world, i would have already signed on with them and packed my bags.”
tears brim on your waterline.  suna’s thumb stroked your cheek.  the gentle shifting of your skin sent a tear falling down your cheek that he quickly swiped away.  he smiled softly.  it made your knees jello.
“but…” he sighed, sucking his teeth as he fumbled for words.  “sure, this team may take pretty high priority, but… you’re also here.  i’ve wanted you my whole life.  you’re right in front of me now.  i’m finally fucking man enough to admit that i’ve loved you for as long as i’ve known you.”
your throat stung as you fought back the tears.  he couldn’t do this.  there was something that you could figure out.  you always did—even when you were just best friends.  platonic soulmates.  surely, there was something.
“what i mean to say is that there will be other teams with great opportunities.  i know that i’m young and not even at my prime yet, so there will be other chances to succeed—other teams close by.  but there will never be another you.  i will never love any person as much as i love you.  and that’s why i can refuse this deal with all the peace in the world.  that’s why i can’t pass up this opportunity to be with you.  i love y-”
you didn’t let him finish his sentence before your lips crashed onto him, before the last twenty-something years of your lives collided into one big picture of “finally, you dumbasses.”  one of his hands left your face to wrap around your waist, to pull and steady you on your tiptoes.  a smirk tugged on the corners of his lips and you knew he was teasing you in his head about how short you were compared to him.  the kiss doesn’t last long before you pull back begrudgingly.
“now that we have that established…” your hands shook against his chest.  “i still want you to go.  we can figure it out.”
“but-”
you pressed a finger to his lips.  “no buts.  you’re going.  cut the bullshit of ‘another team, another opportunity, yadda yadda.’  you’re going.  we’ll figure it out.”
he paused, then smiled as he pressed his lips forward into your finger.  “you do make a compelling argument.”
“i know.”  you grinned and leaned further into him.  “i’m serious, though, rin.  we’ll work something out.  we’ve managed to survive the last two decades of whatever the hell this is.”
this drew a laugh from him.  “i guess you’re right.”
you both take a minute of silence, silently agreeing that you would still be together even if he was hours away pursuing his dreams.  you had made it that long pining after each other… this would be just fine.   he smiled and tilted his head to the side, leaning down to kiss you again, this time putting all the yearning from his time loving you into it.  you returned it tenfold, and together, you stumbled into the bedroom where you would show each other just how much you’ve wanted this.
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izzuuwu · 5 months
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Honestly
Suna Rintarou x Reader
Genre: i dunno
Summary: Suna loves you. He know he does.
a/n: Listening to Eric Nam's "I Don't Miss You" and this came to my mind.
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Suna Rintarō who woke up when the sun rose, sun ray kissing his frame ever so lovingly. He reached out his hand to hold you, only to found the other side of the bed cold and empty, 'maybe your'e already up to take a morning shower,' he thinks.
Suna Rintarō who groggily drag his feet to the kitchen and fish out your cute, silly matching set of mug. Quitely humming to the tune of your favourite song and brewing coffee for the both of you - not forgetting to add milk into his because he can't stand how bitter coffees taste.
Suna Rintarō who blushes and smile to himself as he waits for you to get out of the bath, quickly hugging him from behind, urging him to dry your hair as you drink the coffee he made you at the living room of your shared apartment.
Suna Rintarō who missed the dirty little yellow post-it in the fridge, the missing frames of your shared photograph of your dates, your little pots of succelent plants you got to brighten up his balcony - are no longer there.
Suna Rintarō who's holding two mugs of warm coffees to the living room of your shared apartment, missing your indoor slippers at the entrance, he sets the mugs on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa.
Suna Rintarō who caught a glimpe of a letter sitting underneath an already opened envelope. It looks crumpled, he thinks, and began to read it. Your familiar handwriting greets him, it was a farewell letter.
Suna Rintarō who tried his best to forget that you both broke up with last summer that he went crazy.
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natriae · 10 months
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suna rin x fem! reader
1.1k words
warnings: reader is described as gyaru and highkey a bitch, infidelity (on suna's part), making out, swearing
"Hey is that suna," your friend asked, staring behind you in the crowded arcade. The dark room was filled with neon lights and a ton of teenagers. Someone dressed in gyaru, like you, and others in school uniforms. It wasn't surprising to the middle blocker here, but it was to see that bitch from class 2-A with him.
hey, hey, you, you
I don't like your girlfriend
No way, No way
I think you need a new one
It had to have been a bet or charity work for him to be going out with her. You and your friends watch the girl point and shyly ask him if he wants to go to the photo booth. With his back slumped and his arms hanging he nods his head and closes his eyes with a sigh. He really looks like he doesn't want to be here. Both of them were dressed in your inarizaki uniform. Did they come just from his practice?
Your friends watch your face scrunch up and anger and decide they must help you. Your best friend, Mika, comes up and wraps herself around your arm and looks at you with a devilish smile. "we should get her away from him, huh," she says calmly. Her eyes widened a bit hoping you got her hint and she turns back and giggles to the rest of your friends.
You turn and look up at her cute face and nod your head with your own devilish smirk on your face.
Hey, Hey, you, you
I could be your girlfriend
No way, No way
No, it's not a secret
While you and your friends were on the way to the photo booth you couldn't help but think about the things you overheard at lunch. Suna was sitting at his normal lunch table on his phone when you passed by. Your skirt was rolled up, hoping he would turn around and see you, but something even better happened. On his phone you could see a photo of you at the front of the school. Suna a quickly zoomed in on you and told his friends, "fuuucckk, she's so hot" He dropped his phone on the table, and rested his head on it too in sadness. Some of your friends even confirmed your suspicion when they overheard Osamu saying your rin's. So what the hell was he doing with this nobody.
Your girlfriends grabbed your arm to get you closer to the curtain before opening it and grabbing the inconsiderate girl and placing you in her spot.
You're so fine, I want you mine,
you're so delicious
I think about you all the time,
You're so addictive
Now wearing a cute sanrio headband you made your way to suna's heart, "hi, rin" you said to him while wrapping your arms around his neck. Like you, he had a kuromi headband over his perfect hair.
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His arm quickly wrapped itself around your body pulling him closer. His half lidded eyes watched yours while a small smirk made its way to his face. "hey baby," he quickly responded like the two of you have been together all this time.
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"Let's pose for the camera!" you told him excitedly.
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Moving quickly you brought one hand under his chin while you leaned forward to give his cheek a kiss. Then for the next you and suna were caught staring eye to eye, and for the final picture suna held up a 'rock on' sign while you held a peace sign to your eye giving a wink to the camera. Coming out of the photo booth. You grabbed your slip of photos and walked away waving bye to Rin while his sad little girlfriend stood next to him.
You didn't wanna ruin their whole date…just the good parts. Leaving Rin to do nothing but think of you.
Don't pretend, I think you know
I'm damn precious
And hell yeah, I'm the
motherfucking princess
I can tell you like me too, and you know i'm right
At the small food court in the arcade you made sure to spill some of your food on her. Giving her a fake gasp and an even faker 'sorry'. Then you made her trip in dance dance revolution making everyone laugh even suna. He loved this side of you. And you knew he was secretly enjoying this as much as you were.
So come over here and tell me what I wanna hear
better yet, make your girlfriend disappear
I don't wanna hear you say her name ever again
At one point in the night you stood over in a small hallway, and waited for suna to look over at you. Which wasn't long of course, giving him a small come here with your index finger. He obeyed because why wouldn't he, and immediately wrapped his arms around your waist with a small smile. With you against the wall he leaned in and asked when your noses brushed against one another, "you're playin' all those tricks aren't ya,". You nodded your head with a giggle and he just smiled at your cuteness.
"And you're hanging around the Miya's too much," you clapped back, grabbing the tie out of his sweater and playing with it. Both leaning in you left a small kiss on his lips and leaned back not expecting him to want more. He quickly made out with you holding your head close wanting your touch while his girlfriend looked for him in the multi-floored arcade. She didn't need to know that her boyfriend wanted your plump lips. Pulling away though the dimmed, colored lights you could see your sparkly lip gloss smeared on his lips, before he leaned back to get one last kiss from you. Rin winked and ran back over to the silly girl wandering aimlessly around the room.
In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger
'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in
She's so stupid, what the hell were you thinking?
Now across the street you waited alone for the two highschool students to walk out of the arcade. There was the silly girl running out with tears in her eyes, while Suna walked out shortly after her with his head down in his phone. Completely unbothered. You skipped across the street and hopped when you were in front of him. He looked up and gave you a small smirk before lacing your fingers with his and walking home with you.
Hey, hey, you, you
I want to be your girlfriend
No way, no way, hey, hey
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aesthetxcimagines · 4 months
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haikyuu!! p links
author's note: i think i just uncovered something with all of them😭 (tit sucker!osamu, head pusher!atsumu, etc...). all characters aged up/happens after the time-skip if you're under 18, pls skip this. enjoy<3
warning: these are all twitter porn links!!!
characters: miya osamu, miya atsumu, kozume kenma, and suna rintarou
masterlist -> haikyuu!! masterlist -> haikyuu!! p links
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miya osamu
'samu sucking on your tits after a long day at the onigiri shop😓
tit sucking/biting
osamu playing with your tits while he fucks you
tit sucking/biting, p-in-v sex, riding, moaning
coming in your panties🙀
clit stim, grinding with panties on, moaning, wet noises
fucking you in the kitchen
p-in-v sex, moaning, wet noises
miya atsumu
tsum-tsum making you work for his cock
p-in-v sex, riding, moaning, tit groping
fucking you in the showers after volleyball practice
p-in-v sex, shower sex, tit groping, moaning, wet sounds, kissing
atsumu fucking your throat
blowjob, face fucking, moaning, drool, wet sounds, head pusher!atsumu agenda
playing with your pussy over your panties
kissing, moaning, tit groping, clit stim, clit stim over panties
kozume kenma
mating press with kenma, but you're on top
p-in-v sex, riding, mating press, tiiiiiny bit of butt play (just circling, no penetration)
teasing a whiny!kenma
handjob, covering mouth, whimpers
sucking kenma off while he games
blowjob, wet sounds, moaning, kind of exhibitionist?
MAID KENMA MAID KENMA MAID KENMA
maid outfit, handjob, blowjob, moaning, whimpering, kissing, wet sounds
suna rintarou
rin filming you sucking him off
handjob, blowjob, head pushing, moaning, wet sounds, spanking, forehead kiss
suna showing you just how much he missed you😁
handjob, moaning, cum
rintarou eating you out from the back
pussy eating, wet sounds, kissing, moaning, handjob, p-in-v sex, creampie
help, stepbro! i'm stuck😿
(no incest, just "being stuck" kink), p-in-v sex, moaning, creampie x3, wet sounds
playing with your messy cunt
fingering, wet sounds, moaning
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animatedrapture · 11 months
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— bet on stones. / suna rintarou x f!reader.
— fluff. all fluff. (a lot of flirting and teasing.) established relationship. some cursing. pro-player!suna. post timeskip suna.
— teasing sunarin for his short hair. ggez btw.
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"rin," your voice is barely above a whisper, but the corners of your lips are twitching, trying your hardest not to laugh.
and listen, while suna has the softest spot for you, the glare he gives you is well-deserved.
"don't start," he says—all warning and frowning.
"what'd—" the giggle escapes you, it can't be helped, "what'd you do to your—your hair, oh god," you almost whimper, trying to reign it in.
suna groans, reaching a hand to his hair and running over it in a ruffle. his hair—so short and barely framing his face—and he's still pretty, but it's a sight to see.
especially when he just walked in your apartment this way, avoiding your gaze the moment he stepped foot inside because he just knew; he knew that you'd be there on the couch waiting for him and for the life of you, you won't be holding back your laugh or any quick-witted comment on his hairstyle.
but then, you're standing from where you were, walking towards him by the door.
a grin decorating your face, the urge to laugh still evident by the crinkle of your eyes, and your hands reaching to cup his face. "hi, pretty boy," you greet him, thumbs over his cheeks.
he sighs. narrow, green eyes looking back at you with some exasperation, some hint of softness, all at once. he leans in, pressing a fleeting kiss to your lips, before he speaks, "learn to shut up more often, yeah?"
you immediately pout, "what?" you sound offended. "i'm flirting with you, rin," you tell him cheekily, "short hair, weird-looking you—"
"ooookay," he cuts you off. it's all monotone, the way he says it. and you can't tell if you've truly annoyed him yet but with a pinch to your waist and a hand over your mouth, he's moving you, turning you over and backing you up against the door.
your eyes widen as he leans in—all six foot three and broad body over you, still in his ejp jersey—he levels his gaze with yours, watching your reaction.
he licks his lips before speaking, "y'got somethin' more to say, babe?"
you shake your head slowly. truthfully, if your weakened knees and your hands now on his arms on a tight grip is any indication; suna, even in his weird short hair, is still the prettiest person you know.
he hums in thought, like he doesn't buy your answer, but he keeps a straight face as he removes his hand from your mouth, only raising an eyebrow at you with some sort of challenge.
"who did your hair, babe?" you opt to ask instead, biting your lip to prevent a giggle.
suna's responding glare is quick, but sighs in defeat at his answer, "fuckin' atsumu miya."
the snort you let out is enough for suna to tease you for, but he lets you have it instead. besides, you let him tease you more often and let him get away with it more than you should.
you reach up to his cheeks again. with his hands still on your waist, it's a picture right out of a romcom, were anyone else to see you two.
"you lost a bet, didn't you?" you ask, already knowing the answer, "but why would you trust atsumu with your hair, rin?"
"cause," suna answers you, "he would've turned his hair rainbow—that's funnier."
"how did you lose the bet, anyway?" you tilt your head, cause you know that despite how careless your boyfriend could be, he rarely loses these.
this time though, instead of answering you, he shakes his head and picks you up—it's effortless, the way he does it, bringing you back to the couch.
"is it that bad?" he mutters while he's peppering kisses all over your neck. it's overwhelming, the sensation of his lips and his larger body over you, the clean smell of his shampoo and his skin against yours because he likes taking a shower before coming home to you.
he takes your breath away, really.
"no," you sigh, because he's lingering a kiss right against the pulse on your neck.
"actually," you start, moving to try and meet his gaze, your hands finding his soft, dark hair, massaging against his scalp. "i have a boyfriend but maybe you can tell me your name and we could go on a date?"
suna's chuckle vibrates against you, his lips tugging with a small smile. "mm, 'm not sure you're worth gettin' a fight over."
you gasp dramatically, faking offense, "i'm asking you out on a date!"
"don't you have an athlete boyfriend, though? suna, yeah? pretty sure he can fight."
you shake your head, "hmm, he likes making me happy, though. i think we can just break up if it makes me happy, right?"
he hums in thought, not too worried about his too-short hair and your teasing anymore, "don't know if you'd be a good girlfriend, though."
it's your turn to make it physical this time, tugging playfully at his hair, "that's offensive, rin. i bring a lot to the table!"
suna smirks, trying not to laugh at you, "yeah? like what?"
"well, i can cook out of love for you. i'll wear your jersey proudly for your games. i'll wait for you to come home every day. in bed—"
the list goes on. this, suna knows the best. on his end, it's the only reason why he lost the bet anyway, because there's a ring hidden in the box in his training bag he thought he would've given to you by now.
atsumu, six months ago, told him he's too chicken.
no one can really blame suna for being nervous about it, though. so nervous that now, six months later, with a bet lost and a ring he's got for you still hidden, his hair is cut short.
it's because he loves you like this.
but with the list still going on, he thinks you're right: he should take you on a date, then maybe, if you say yes, make you his wife.
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nyctophilicroses · 16 days
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I need Suna rintaro to be stupid fucking sensitive.
I need him to be an absolute wreck anytime you do anything to him, just because his body is so reactive, so desperate for your touch that the smallest affection has him into a putty.
Drag your nails over his arms? He’s whining softly. Whispering in his ear? He sinks his teeth into his lip. Sponging kisses against his jaw? He angles his head shamelessly.
There’s something you do to him, there’s something about your mere existence that has him excited to no end, always ready for your intoxicating touch that has him reeling for more.
Even now, with his back pressed to your chest and your nails softly drawing over the flesh of his shoulders, he feels a pleasured trail glide up and down his spine.
He says nothing, merely melting into your touch and letting his eyes flutter close and body curl deeper against you.
But then your touch slithers down and over his abs, which tighten under your warm fingers.
“Do not,” he snarls, albeit unthreatening.
“What?”
“You know what.”
“I’m just giving my boyfriend affection.” Your nails get caught on the rim of his navel, and he feels his cock twitch. “If you can’t handle it, that’s on you.”
"You know I can't,” he whimpers as his hips chase an invisible touch, circling slightly as he looks up at you with betrayed eyes. A pressure broils in the pit of his stomach, tightening softly as your nails tease the softness of his happy trail, fingers tracing the small, thin hairs. He arches his back, pressing his shoulders against your chest, but your gentle touch still follows.
If anything, you adjust yourself to sit up straighter, and your free hand slinks down his chest to play with his nipple, and he squeezes his thighs tight.
“Awww,” you coo, and if looks could kill, you’d be dead and slumped over him. “I just love loving on my sensitive boy.”
“Don’t f-ha!- fhuuuucking, don’t call me that,” he grumbles through gritted teeth, and that only earns him a pinch of his nipple and a small tickle on his stomach.
It’s maddening, and he cries out and shrinks at the sensation.
“Behave,” you snarl. “Talk less, and feel good, baby.”
"I don't wanna come like this," he pleads. Not right now, not in his sweatpants, not under absolutely no touch to the manhood contained in his boxers and far as possible from having a reaction by your touch, not when you’re enjoying this so much it’s concerning, not now not now not now-
“You’re just too sensitive,” you sigh dramatically. Your hands gently press into the dip of his hips, making him whine at the tickly, yet relaxing sensation.
His jaw slacks to let a shuddery moan out.
“Please,” he huffs, rutting his hips upwards. His thighs are tight together, desperate to edge him to a high that you put him on. “Fuck- please, keep going-“
“I’m not even going to touch your cock and you’re going to come just like this?”
And he is. He is, he fucking is, he’s gonna paint the inside of his sweatpants like a damn virgin, all from you scratching at his happy trail and drawing your nails over the ridges of his abs. He’s going to come, come so hard he sees stars and fuck you for fucking doing this to him.
You stop.
Your hand stills, fingers stop their trailing and slowly slip over his hip, then to his chin where you pull him into a kiss. He whines and chases you into the kiss, tongue trying to hook you in deeper and coerce you into giving him more attention.
“Gonna have to condition you hate this,” you coo, sinking your teeth into the meat of his lip. “How else am I supposed to love on my man if he’s gonna paint the inside of his shorts every time?”
with a whine and a grunt of agony, he gently pulls back, burrowing into your neck to hide the embarrassment of being so close to the edge of an orgasm from sheerly being touched by the heavenly fingers adorning your body that have him in a tizzy more than enough times.
"I cant stand you," he grumbles.
"Love you too, my sensitive boy."
"Shut up!"
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heathsuii · 2 months
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| valentines special bcs i missed writing :')
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you sighed as you sat beside exseatmate!suna during break, before proceeding to lay your head against his back.
suna hummed, an acknowledgement to your deflated mood.
you sighed again, only this time louder.
"something bothering you?" he says plainly.
"well..." you plucked off flowers from the ground.
"it's just that... valentines is tomorrow."
"and?" he replied confused, stopped whatever he was doing, ears perked up.
"i never get anything..." you sadly explain, making a ring from the flowers you plucked off earlier.
"so..?"
"that's easy for you to say," taking his hand.
"you get them easily, be it valentines day or not."
"guess so," making the teenager shrug.
suna didn't mind it one bit when you placed the flower ring you made on his finger.
the next day, you walked into class and saw a huge pile of gifts on atsumu's desk.
while you were about to take a few sweets, knowing the faux blonde wouldn't mind, you noticed another desk with just as the same amount of gifts to your faux blonde friend.
glancing between suna and the gifts.
pursing your lips, seeing suna unfazed from the valentine gifts infront of him.
putting back the chocolates you took from your sestmate's desk, and returning to your desk.
only then, did you noticed something on yours.
one ferrero rocher surrounded by a pompompurin bracelet.
a tiny paper rose bouquet that had a message written on it.
a baby blue and lilac paper flower.
a small penguin plushie.
and a flower ring, identical to what you gave suna yesterday.
+bonus
while you were glancing between suna and the piles of gifts infront of him,
you failed to notice him covering his mouth with one hand,
suppressing his laughter with his hand,
the hand which was wearing the flower ring you absent-mindedly made yesterday.
i hope you're all doing well~ take care of yourselves! :D
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svnarin · 2 months
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⊹˚₊‧ twenty (20) BF!SUNARIN headcanons!!
yes, you read that right. it's 20 hcs!! bcs it was his bday :3
ps! if this post seems familiar—i actually posted this on my old blog months before privating the post :> and i love this post sm that i rlly want to repost it here T-T uhm, anyway! this is also the newly edited version 😁
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bf!sunarin who loves sending tiktoks to you—his entire tiktok fyp. he doesn’t care if the tiktok was relatable or not, he would still send it either way. you can’t really blame him—his tiktok fyp is frankly interesting. it is also common for him to send you some of the latest couple trends along with the message saying, “let’s do this trend.”
bf!sunarin who loves posting you in his instagram stories more than anything. he even made an instagram highlight on his profile dedicated to you. he posts you a lot on his stories to the point that his followers thought that his instagram account is a stan account about you. 
bf!sunarin who would always carry a hair tie with him in case you needed it. he would even help you tie your hair if you wanted to. you want a simple ponytail or a braided updo? he can nail both. thank his skills for he got those after being his little sister’s personal hairstylist when they were younger. 
bf!sunarin who is a great photographer who loves and enjoys taking candid pictures of you. he even made a folder dedicated to candid pictures of you. sometimes he would even be such a tease and make a meme out of your candid pictures before sending it to you.
bf!sunarin who still loves taking those “soft launch” photos with you and posting them on his social media even if almost everyone already knows that the two of you are dating. 
bf!sunarin who loves coming over to your home—uninvited or not—to have some quality time with you. most of the time the two of you would just end up cuddling together and watching movies until both of you falls asleep. 
bf!sunarin who will often message you to ask if you want to go to a convenience store or any other fast food chain available in the most ungodly hours. sometimes he would randomly drive by your home to come to pick you up even if you haven’t replied to his text message yet. 
bf!sunarin who enjoys having midnight walks and car rides with you. he finds this as the best time to have a one-on-one conversation with you since it would just be the two of you and the silence of the night. and the most common topics that the two of you always talk about are the “remember when” conversations. he would even pull up his phone and show some receipts like photos or videos he had taken during those times. 
bf!sunarin who will definitely make a spotify playlist about you and your relationship. he also loves playing those playlists whenever the two of you go on your occasional midnight car rides or just road trips in general. 
bf!sunarin who loves seeing you wearing his hoodies and jerseys—especially his high school jersey. he also likes taking candid pictures of you wearing those before putting them in a separate folder in his gallery. 
bf!sunarin who always holds your hand in public. and if he’s not holding your hand, his hand would either be placed on your waist or at the small of your back. 
bf!sunarin who is absolutely physically affectionate towards you in private. he loves peppering you with kisses on your forehead, jaw, neck, and nape, before giving you a passionate kiss on the lips.
bf!sunarin who loves spooning you whenever the two of you cuddle or sleep together on the bed. and if the two of you are sleeping on the couch, you bet you would be sleeping on top of his body with his arms wrapped around your body.
bf!sunarin who will always try to find you among crowds of people—may it be during a party that he knows you’ll attend or on the benches whenever he has a match. 
bf!sunarin who will always mention your name during special mentions in interviews and awards—highlighting that you are very significant in his life. 
bf!sunarin who likes talking about you positively to his family and friends. he isn’t such an open person to his family, but when it comes to you? he’s definitely talking about you in full detail even if they just asked a simple yes or no question about you. 
bf!sunarin who likes listening to your interests and rants. you like this certain book or video game? he’s listening—he might even try it out for himself. you find this one coworker of yours annoying? he’s listening. he’s like your living diary but don’t worry, your secrets are safe with him.
bf!sunarin who likes listening to any tea you have to spill. he would even share his thoughts and knowledge about the tea that you are sharing with him. and of course, he also likes spilling you the tea he has gathered all over social media and in person.
bf!sunarin who may not be good at studying and cooking but will try his best to help you out. you don’t have the time to prepare some snacks for yourself while studying? he’s already getting his car keys to go to the nearest fast food chain to get you a takeout. you’re going to make dinner? you bet he is already on his way to buy the ingredients that you’ll need. 
bf!sunarin who suddenly insists that the two of you should try making waxed hands for some quality time with each other. little did you know that he’s going to use the waxed hands that you guys will make to measure your ring size so that he can finally buy an engagement ring and pop you the question.
bf!kita shinsuke headcanons
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renardiererin · 9 months
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just thinking about if rintarou suna had a dick piercing. he’ll have you folded in a mating press, legs on his shoulders, his dick hitting the gummy spot inside your cute little pussy… and the cold metal of the piercing hitting against your gspot. it’s essentially temperature play with how he’s using your dripping cunt to amuse himself. flicking your sensitive interior crevices with the cool metal, watching and laughing with his tongue pistoning out and in of you. giggling when your stomach clenches, when your back arches, etc.
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rijhi · 3 months
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geto, gojo, toji, sunarin, atsumu, oliver, reo + ur faves
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atsumu, yuji, meguru + ur faves
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gojo, atsumu, sae, oikawa, reo, + ur faves
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nagi, that’s it
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TOJI LMFAOOO
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luvring · 4 months
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PUT YOUR HAND IN MY POCKET
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suna x gn!reader | fluff :-) he teasingly calls you beloved once and you jokingly say you'll kill him. LOL
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“why are you being so stubborn?”
“why are you being so stubborn?”
“can you just let me hold your hand in my pocket?”
“i pulled your hand to my pocket first,” you say exasperated, though there’s an amused lilt as your fingers tighten around suna’s, trying, again, to pull his arm closer.
he rolls his eyes. “first doesn’t matter if my pocket’s better.”
“oh big if true,” you scoff, “not when they have those stupid fucking zippers.”
the zipper of all things isn’t what rintarou expected you to bring up during your argument—or whatever this was. he snorts. “what the hell is wrong with pocket zippers? you hate the safety of your belongings?”
he shifts so he’s perpendicular to you, just so he can make a show of using his right hand (left still holding yours) to zip his pocket up and down, the noise loud with no near traffic or people.
you move to swat and stop him, but he only starts to shuffle out of your reach—the two of you forming a deformed circle in the light layer of snow beneath you. it’s an inefficient fight considering you’re still holding hands, and every quick dodge instinctively gets rin to tighten his grip, only pulling you back into range.
“rintarou—”
“yes, beloved?”
and then he has that grin—that stupidly attractive grin on his face he has when he’s teasing you and winning—and you can’t bring yourself to hate the fact that you have a matching one.
you laugh when he almost trips and curses. “oh my god, rin, it’s ’cause i hate the feeling of the zipper against my wrist, you annoying shit.”
“sounds like a skill issue?” he taunts.
both of you have stopped moving at this point, though the winding path of footprints in the snow is evidence enough something happened here. rin's an arms width away when you squint and huff. “i’ll kill you. not now, but one day, suna rin.”
only then does he stop deflecting your attempts, and you notice the sound of rin's zipper no longer fills your ears. you move back to where you were so you can rest your head against him, and he shifts closer so you don’t strain your neck.
the fog of his breath floats away in the chilly air as he lets out a sigh. “okay.”
you don’t bother to look at him. “okay to killing you?”
“no, you couldn’t kill me with 6 months to prepare—wouldn’t kill me even if it meant winning the lottery.”
whatever comeback you can say is a lie since he’s right, and only manifests in a weak bump to his arm.
“i meant my pocket. fair enough,” he ignores your silent response. “i just wanted to see how hard you’d try. i don’t like the zippers either.”
that alone is enough makes you snap your head. “rintarou.”
he smiles at you, feigning innocence, then laughs softly. before you gain the energy to shove him, he’s already putting his hand into your much more comfortable pocket.
you fail to get the smile out of your voice, “i hate you.”
rin rolls his eyes before pulling you closer into his side. his thumb rubs the back of yours as he replies, “love you too.”
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typing big if true and thinking of blooming panic character xyx... kept reading it in his voice. Big if true. raahhh... sunarin....
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sunafc · 3 days
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Seems like you fell for me again — ft. Suna Rintarou.
cw: wc 3k, fem reader, time skip au kinda, exes to lovers, lovesick suna.
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You lay on the couch letting out a sigh. You take a look at the furniture in your apartment. It’s placed randomly around the room, cardboard boxes are everywhere, the shelves and the walls are completely empty. The couch you’re on is so out of place, in the middle of the room, and you don’t even have curtains on your windows yet. It’s a big mess and it looks kinda sad. You can hear your phone ringing, it’s on the kitchen counter. It takes you a few seconds to get up and walk to it. It’s a call.
‘Sunarin <3’
You read it again, to be sure. But then again, as strange as it may be, you were kind of expecting it. You accept the phone call and bring your phone to your ear, swiftly moving your hair out of the way.
‘Hello?’ You say.
‘Hi,’ he replies and, as you hear his voice, you let out a deep breath. His voice is a bit deeper than the last time you heard it. You can hear him taking in some air, he’s going to say something, but you don’t hear anything. He doesn’t say anything. You can hear the sound of his steps as he nervously walks back and forth.
‘Suna...’ You say. You can’t hear his steps anymore, he stopped.
‘Yeah, I’m here,’ he says and swallows his saliva, ‘So, you are back.’
You assumed this was the reason behind the call.
You had gotten back in Japan just a few days earlier. You and Suna used to live in the same neighborhood when you were in high school so, when you got back in the country and went to see your parents, you also happened to meet Suna’s mom who was taking out the trash. She greeted you, she asked you how you’ve been. It made you feel nostalgic from when you were only sixteen, you would visit her house almost everyday because any excuse was good enough to see Suna. She asked you if you’d seen his son, you told her not yet. You hadn’t even told him you were back, but you figured now his mom was going to let him know.
‘Mhm.’ You mumble, nodding as if he could see you. You lean on the counter, waiting for him to say something but, again, you can only hear faint sounds of him moving around. It’s as if you had him right in front of you, you could vividly imagine him in his house, on the phone with you. He has a hand in the pocket of his sweats as the other holds the phone, he’s walking around the room with his head thrown back as he looks at the cieling.
He takes a deep breath, ‘Why didn’t you tell me?’
‘Oh, Suna...’
You have thought of it, of telling him you were coming back. Doubts flooded your mind and you were still weighing the options today.
‘We haven’t talked in so long, I—’ Your voice dies in the back of your throat, ‘I didn’t know if you wanted to know.’
‘I did.’
You’re not sure what to say to that, so you say nothing. You can hear the sound of water being poured in a glass, then you hear him drink it down.
‘Can I see you?’ He asks in a whisper.
‘Yeah, of course.’ You say softly and you can feel a smile forming on your face.
When the phone call ends you stare outside the window lost in thoughts. The realization of how much you’ve missed him just now sinking in as you remember your break up years ago.
You had told Suna about going to college abroad months prior to your graduation. You were walking together after his volleyball practice. He was holding your hand and you were looking at your shoes as you told him.
He stopped walking, ‘You’re leaving?’
You looked at him with tears already forming in your eyes, ‘It’s a great opportunity Rin...’
‘Oh no yeah I know, sweet girl, and I want you to go, obviously,’ he got closer to you and wiped your tears, ‘I’m just going to miss you.’
‘I'll miss you too.’ You said and you couldn’t help the tears from falling down your cheeks.
‘What are you so sad about, I thought this was what you wanted... and besides, it’s just for a few years,’ he hugged you and ran his fingers through your hair, ‘Are you going to miss me that much?’
You stepped away from him, ‘I think it’s best if we break up.’
For a moment he doesn’t say anything. It’s just you two standing on the sidewalk as the cars pass by in the street. Then you could see his eyes getting glossy and you wanted to move, to get closer to him, to get back in his arms, to tell him you take it back. Your legs wouldn’t move and no sound was coming out of your mouth.
‘Why?’ He asked fidgeting with the hem of his hoodie.
‘I—’ more tears fell from your eyes, ‘We won’t be able to see each other and,’ your heart was physically hurting, as if it was continiously being stabbed, ‘I’ll be busy with studying and you’ll be busy with volleyball...’
A car passes by outside your window, bringing you back to reality. Suna agreed to meet you at your apartment and help you moving in. You go to your room to get changed out of your sleepwear, anxiety starts growing inside you at the thought of seeing Suna again after so long. You start wondering what he’ll think of you now, of how he’s changed. What does he look like now? Is he taller? Did he change his haircut? You think that maybe you look a little lame, you’re still tired from the long flight and the dark circles under your eyes don’t help your case. It all feels like when you were just a teenager with a silly crush on your neighbor, when you’d spend hours deciding what to wear the next day to school just so his gaze would linger on you a little longer. You take one last look at yourself in the bathroom mirror before deciding that your hair looks fine enough and then, your doorbell rings.
You open the door and you’re met with his beautiful green eyes. You fight the urge to run in his arms and you try to hide the smile creeping up on your face.
‘Hi,’ you say letting him in, ‘Sorry for the mess.’
You take a better look at him, he is taller and his hair is shorter. It suits him, you think.
‘Hey,’ he greets you, he takes off his shoes, ‘You look good.’
You smile, ‘I think I’ve looked better, but thank you.’
He goes wandering around every room to check out your apartment. In your bathroom he notices the toothpaste you have sitting on your sink, it’s still the same brand you used to buy when you were younger. In your bedroom he takes a look at your bedsheets, they are the same you had on your old bed when he slept at your house for the first time.
‘Do you want something to drink?’ You ask from the kitchen. You open the fridge, ‘I don’t have much to offer though...’ you mutter under your breath.
‘Mh...’ he takes a peak inside your fridge sneaking behind you, he grabs the cranberry juice bottle and studies it, ‘This seems nice.’
You smile and move to get him a glass, ‘Here.’
‘This place is cool,’ he takes a sip of the red drink, ‘You just need to settle in, right now it looks a bit... anonymous.’
‘Yeah I’m just a little overwhelmed, still so many things to unpack and all that furniture to move...’
The awkwardness from your phone call is soon replaced by the familiarity of being together. You catch up on each other lives, he tells you about his volleyball team and his matches, you tell him about your studies and your exams. He’s happy, you notice. He has a genuine smile on his face as he tells you about his latest practice. You’re happy too, that he’s here. That he’s talking to you, you’re happy to listen to him. Happy to see him, to notice all the little habits he still has. The way he taps his fingers on the glass he’s holding as he talks, how he leans back in the chair he’s sitting on, the way he keeps intense eye contact with you for a few seconds, that feel like hours, just to move his gaze somewhere else and catch you staring when he looks back at you. You’re happy to see he’s, somehow, the same old Suna Rintarou you once knew.
‘Enough about volleyball,’ he gets up from the chair, ‘I’ve come here to help.’
So you get to work and after a couple of hours the room looks completely different to what it looked like that morning. Your sofa is still in the middle of the room, but now there’s a low table in front of it and the beautiful carpet your mom gifted you is beneath it. All the cardboard boxes are piled in a corner still waiting to be emptied, but at least it’s tidier. Suna helped you move every piece of forniture exactly where you wanted and now, your windows even have curtains.
‘Way better.’ You say with both your hands on your hips, looking satisfied.
Suna hums beside you, ‘So what do I get for helping you?’
‘Oh and here I thought you just wanted to spend time with me,’ you roll your eyes at him, ‘What would you like? And don’t joke about anything sexual, you idiot.’
‘Ah, too bad then...’ He smirks then his expression changes to something more sincere, ‘How about you stop calling me Suna, mh?’
You know exactly what he means and you can feel your cheeks getting warmer, you avoid his gaze as you say ‘Alright, Rin.’
You don’t miss the shit-eating grin that forms on his face, and you can’t help but smile yourself. Suna suppresses the temptation to pick you up and spin you around, to hold you, to get closer to you and to vomit a love confession right there in that instant. He prides himself in being good at hiding his true feelings, so he acts indifferent and tells you it’s time for him to go but, when you walk him to the door and say bye to him, the sun is hitting you just the right way. Your kind eyes look even prettier and you look drop-dead gorgeous, he feels like sixteen again wearing his heart on his sleeve for you.
He can’t help the words from escaping his lips as he leaves and says, ‘Bye, love you.’ And he doesn’t even realize what he’s saying because his mind feels like any teenage girl’s notebook: filled with heart doodles and your name on every page, written in pink glittery gel pen.
You on the other hand, you realize what he’s saying, your mind is muddled with thousands of different thoughts running wild and your heart is racing. You wonder why he said that and you find yourself overthinking once again.
You close the door and let out a loud groan.
It’s been almost a week since that ‘Bye, love you.’. Suna came to your house again, he helped you some more, there are only a couple of cardboard boxes left to unpack. Now when you look at your apartment, it feels like you. There are pictures on the wall, books on the shelves, colorful notes sticking to your fridge with magnets of every shape. Your bathroom cabinet filled with products and in your bedroom, you already formed a pile of clothes on a chair. Suna even helped you with your grocery for the week and yet, no one addressed those two words. Now it’s getting late but you’re not tired yet. You’re laying on your couch watching some show on netflix when your phone starts ringing and, as you read ‘Sunarin <3’ on the screen, it all feels like déjàvu.
‘Hello.’ You answer. You wait for a response on the other line but you can only hear the noise of cars passing by and people talking in the background.
‘Hi?’ You try again and this time you can hear Suna asking someone if it’s your voice he heard, then you hear someone else saying ‘Shut yer trap, Suna.’
Someone finally talks to you, ‘Hi, Y/n, it’s Samu.’
‘Oh, hey, is everything alright?’
‘Yeah look, we went out to drink and Suna here got a little too tipsy.’
You can hear Suna and Atsumu arguing but you can’t make out the exact words, still, the mental image makes you smile.
‘He wants to see ya.’ Osamu says.
You hear Suna in the background asking to talk to you, Osamu probably moves the phone away from him as you hear vague noises in the distance.
‘Should I take him home or can I bring him to ya?’
Your brain is slower than your mouth and the words just escape from your lips as you tell Osamu your new address.
When the doorbell rings you rush to the door and you’re met with Atsumu, in the back you see Suna with an arm around Osamu’s shoulders as they carefully make their way to your apartment.
As soon as Suna lays his eyes on you a grin shows up on his face and you can’t help but reciprocate it. The twins leave the boy in your care before saying their goodbyes. You close the door behind you and when you turn around you’re quick to be engulfed by Suna’s arms. He was always a clingy person, and even more so when drunk. You missed being embraced by him, his warmth, his touch, him.
‘I missed you while you were gone.’ He says as he thigthens his arms around your body.
It feels like he’s ripping your heart from your chest with his bare hands.
‘Did you miss me too?’ He asks with pleading eyes.
When you broke up with him, when you left, you also left a part of you behind. A part of you that, by then, was not yours anymore but Suna’s.
You avert your gaze from him, ‘Come on, let’s go, you need water,’ you try to push him towards your kitchen, ‘Please, Rin.’
You get him to sip some water then you walk him to the bathroom. You make him sit on the edge of the bathtub, in front of the sink, and you push his hair back with a headband.
‘I’m gonna wash your face, you’re sweaty and you stink.’
He nods to that, he let’s you do wathever you want, happy that you’re there with him, that you’re paying attention to him. You do your whole skincare routine on his face as it reminds you about the many times he did it for you. When you’re done, you place little dots of moisturizer on his skin then start massiging it to spread it out evenly. Suna is keeping his eyes closed, giving you the chance to admire his face and skin as much as you want. You trace the shape of his eyebrows, his cheekbones, his nose and you can’t stop your thumb from grazing his lips.
His eyes flutter open in an istant and you run from his gaze lowering your head. He slides his arms around your waist and pulls you closer. His hands creeps inside your tshirt to feel your bare skin. He caresses your waist and your lower back, you feel your skin tingling under his touch.
You grab one of his wrists to stop him, ‘Rin...’
He moves his hand from your wasit to your hand, he moves up and his long fingers trace meaningless shapes on your inner arm. The air around you seems getting hotter.
‘Can I kiss you?’ He asks.
Your eyes widen and you quickly put an hand over his chest to be sure he won’t move, your heart is racing so fast you swear it’s going to break your ribcage. You want to say yes, you want to feel his lips against yours again, you want his hands in your hair as he pulls you closer to deepen the kiss, you want him biting your bottom lip, you want him grinning against your face, you want to feel his hot breath on you as he tells you he loves you in the middle of the kiss, you want to tell him you love him too. You want to tell him you never stopped loving him.
‘You’re drunk.’ Is what you say.
‘I wanted to kiss you when I was sober too,’ he cups your face with one hand, ‘I always want to kiss you.’
‘You need to sleep.’ You say, but your gaze doesn’t move from his lips.
‘Please,’ he whispers, ‘Just a peck?’
You really want to say yes. He’s looking up at you with half lidded eyes, his lips almost pouting and he just looks too cute with your pink headband holding back his hair. Your thumb graze past his bottom lip again and, before you can stop yourself, you’re lowering your face on his. When your noses meet it’s too late to turn back, you feel his breath on you and your lips part on their own. Soon his lips are on yours. It really is just a peck and it lasts only a few seconds, yet it still makes you feel the butterflies in your stomach and crave for more. You give him another quick peck before caving in and kiss him. You put your arms around his neck and Suna’s hand on your face moves to your nape to keep your head still as he wastes no time slipping his tongue in. His grip on your waist thightens and he pulls your whole body closer. You’re so into the kiss you both forget Suna’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub so, when you lean on him as he pulls you closer, he falls back bringing you with him.
‘Rin oh my god!’ You check if he hit his head, ‘Are you okay?’
He laughs and reassures you everything is alright, he cups your face and gives you another peck, ‘Seems like you fell for me again,’ he says that with a sly mirk, ‘Quite literally.’
You push his hands away, ‘You fell too!’
‘So you’re not denying it?’ He promptly asks.
‘Let’s talk about tomorrow, alright?’ You say after taking a deep breath. You get out of the bathtub and you reach out to him with your hand, ‘Time for bed.’
He grabs your hand and leaves the bathtub, ‘Y/n?’
‘Mh?’ You murmur as you look for a tshirt for him to change into.
‘I lov—’
You throw the tshirt in his face, ‘Don’t say it. Tell me tomorrow.’
He smiles at you and pulls you in a hug, ‘Okay, don’t worry, I will remember.’
You smile hugging him back, ‘You better.’
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𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 | 𝐑. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀
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✗ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
✗ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩!𝐀𝐔, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞!𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚
✗ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟕.𝟕𝐤
✗ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞 (𝐦.), 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐆 (𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐦/𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥) 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚, 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐝𝐮𝐛𝐜𝐨𝐧 (𝐑𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭), 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝!
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Suna Rintarou is a good boyfriend.
He’s attentive and caring, sweet and gentle, quite funny and just as responsible and respectful. Despite being quite busy with his career as a professional athlete and everything it comes with, he’s always made sure to give you the attention you need and deserve because you’re the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with and just the thought of your sadness hurts his heart.
Being in a relationship with him has given you everything you’ve ever asked for, which is why you can’t complain at all, and thankfully it’s the same way for him with you.
He’s a busy man – he always has been and will be for quite some time, you’re more than aware of it. After a while of being together, you’ve gotten used to his packed schedule which mostly consists of morning runs followed by some exercises with the whole team, a shower at the gymnasium and then the actual volleyball practice. His daily routine always ends with a two-hour gym session before he comes home and starts making dinner for the two of you.
At the end of the day, you’re always the one to come home to him and that’s what matters to you the most. You don’t mind if he forgets something here and there, neither do you care about him coming home later than usual and you usually reassure him about it all when he starts apologizing too much. You’re understanding and Suna might be the only person you can’t hold a grudge against, so most of the things he forgets or misses out on don’t faze you.
You usually make sure to send him a reminder about an hour or two before an appointment, if it’s something urgent.
He’s also never forgotten anything super important – until four days ago.
With the new season beginning soon, your boyfriend has been even busier than usual, which again: isn’t something you’re not used to.
However, you definitely didn’t expect him to forget about your dinner reservation for your six year anniversary.
Hence his time consuming schedule, the two of you had decided to celebrate three days later than the actual day of your anniversary, which you were absolutely okay with since it was the middle of a busy week for the both of you.
It had been so long since you went out to spend a whole evening and night with each other, despite living together, which is why you’d been looking forward to it.
You know how busy he is, know how tiring and exhausting his days are and you know you shouldn’t have felt as sad and disappointed as you did as you removed your make up and changed back into your casual clothes after waiting for him for a total of two hours.
You texted him about his whereabouts three times and only got an answer hours later, telling you not to wait up for him for dinner since he was still at practice with his boys.
Just as usual, you just accepted his response because the reservation had been canceled anyway and even if he actually decided to rush home, it would have taken him another two hours to be fully ready and in your head it just wasn’t worth the drama.
Now, about four days after intentionally crying yourself to sleep on the couch and avoiding your boyfriend as much as possible, simply to heal your slightly disappointed soul and not stress him even further, you’re quite sure Rintarou’s taken notice of your change in demeanor.
Maybe because you stop waiting up for him in bed, pretending to be asleep hours before he crawls underneath the blanket to cuddle you or because of the way you’ve dodged all of his initiations of intimacy the last few days. Not just the sexual ones, Suna doesn’t really care about those because he respects your boundaries and would never overstep any of them, but you’ve never been the type to move away from his soft touch or hold your cheek up against his lips instead of your own.
You know you’re being unfair and mean, you should just talk to him about it – he’s such a good boyfriend, after all. Yet…something in your chest makes this so much harder than it actually is and you can’t overcome it, no matter how hard you’ve been trying to.
Before you can overthink anything, your brain opts for the self defense mechanism of shutting yourself off, which is why you’re fast asleep by the time Rintarou’s decided to call it a night – again.
This time, however, your boyfriend of six years seems to be a little more persistent than usual as he places his big hand on your cheek and kneels on the floor of your side of the bed to be on eye level with you.
“Baby, I know you’re awake”, he whispers softly and caresses your warm skin, his pretty eyes attentively roaming your face, “I wanna talk to you. Would you mind giving me a second, please?”
It takes every bit of self control in your body for you to hold back a tiny whimper in response to his request; he has absolutely no right to be this gentle and kind, when you’ve been the exact opposite for almost a week.
“Something’s been going on with you lately and I wanna make sure you know I’m here for you no matter how busy I am, my Angel.”
This time you physically can’t stop yourself from tearing up as you slowly open your eyes and are met with the precious sight of your perfect boyfriend, who looks like he’s been living off of three hours of sleep for the past month.
Rin’s expression quickly changes from soft to worried the moment he spots the single tear rolling down your nose bridge and before it can land on your cheek, he places his lips on your skin and catches it.
“Baby, what’s wrong? What happened?”
You can hear the worry in his deep, raspy voice and your heart breaks into so many pieces once you realize how much you’ve missed him.
Suna is quick to round the bed and get comfortable on his side before he pulls you into a soft hug and lets out a soft sigh. You can feel the waves of security and comfort break down on your tired body, but surprisingly you don’t start sobbing the way you expected it.
“Rin”, you whisper and pull away to look into his beautiful eyes again, losing yourself in the feeling of home they come with, “do you remember Saturday?”
As soon as the words leave your lips, Rintarou’s brows furrow in confusion, not only because of your question but because you’ve addressed him by his name – something he isn’t quite used to when it’s just the two of you, especially in the safety of your bedroom.
“Yes, Baby, what about it? Did something happen during my late practice session?”
You nod. For a moment you’re contemplating whether or not to tiptoe around the topic but your heart is aching for his touch and you’ve been carrying this around for way too long.
“We had a really important dinner reservation, Rintarou.”
At first, you hesitate with eye contact but as soon as his name falls past your lips, you lift your head and lock gazes with your lover, who is actively thinking about what you just said.
“What do you mean important, Baby? I can’t quite follow”, and for a moment, you feel your heart sink into your stomach, but you have absolutely no idea why.
Maybe it’s because you simply didn’t expect him to forget something so significant or maybe because you’re not used to it, yet either way a wave of soft anger washes over you.
“We were both supposed to leave work early because we had a dinner reservation at your favorite place”, you snap back and look at him with sad eyes, “to celebrate our sixth anniversary, Rintarou.”
The second you throw those last words at him, Suna’s whole face drops in absolute shock. You can tell from his lack of physical reaction, that he’s currently trying his best to process what‘s currently going on. Not even a second later, you start regretting your slight change in tone, since you never meant to accuse him of anything and your conscience is currently busy making you feel horrible for your overreaction.
“I – forgot about it.”
After a whole minute of silence, Suna states the obvious with actual horror gleaming in his pretty eyes and you can’t help but feel even worse now.
“I’m sorry I got distant instead of talking to you about it right away, Rin”, you quickly say before he can add anything else in hopes of calming him down after making one bad decision after the other.
Yet, all he does is shake his head before he pulls his arms away from your body and buries his face in his palms.
“This is – I’m – How could I?”
You don’t respond. You’re not even sure if you’re breathing properly and with every following second of silence, the usually so comfortable atmosphere in your shared bedroom becomes more and more tense and thick.
Suna isn’t one to be left speechless so easily, which is why you’re struggling with your reactions but thankfully he’s quick to regain his composure as he reaches for your face and carefully takes it into his big, calloused and tattoo clad hands.
“I’m so, so sorry, my Angel”, he whispers and places the softest kiss on your forehead, “I knew I was way busier than usual, yet I would have never expected this to happen, I promise I didn’t mean to.”
For some reason – probably because of how much you’ve missed him – you can’t stop yourself from tearing up at his genuine apology, which only turns out to stress Suna out even more.
You start shaking your head to reassure him of the good in your reactions and with a soft sigh, he pulls you back into his arms.
“My sweet angel girl, I hope you know I never meant for this to happen. The day started off so early and practice was so much harder since some of the boys got the flu so we had to change formations in case they couldn’t get back on the field in time and then I just said yes to some extra hours and–”, all of a sudden, Rintarou stops talking and just takes a deep breath to gather his thoughts before he continues.
“You know what? These are all just excuses and you deserve better than this. I simply forgot because of how busy I was and I’m sorry, Baby, I really am. Can you please forgive me?”
You’re quick to lift your head from the crook of his neck to look into his eyes, nodding almost immediately because you hate the thought of him feeling bad or guilty – which is kind of hypocritical since you decided to opt for silence and distance instead of just talking to him immediately, yet you try not to be too hard on yourself since you hadn’t had to face a situation like this with him in years, so your body just went with ways from the past.
“Thank you, my Love”, Rin places another soft kiss on your forehead before he sighs and looks into your eyes again.
“I promise I’m gonna make it up to you, okay? I’m gonna take you out to dinner to your favorite place, flowers, presents – the whole package.”
And out of nowhere, an idea occurs to you.
You have no clue, where it comes from nor have you realized up until that particular moment, how much you’ve been thinking about it but for some reason, your brain has decided that this is the perfect moment to ask for something Rintarou probably won’t ever suggest himself.
You have been together for so long, either of you feels comfortable enough in every matter imaginable – especially in terms of sexual desires, curiosity and experimenting. Certain dynamics, kinks and scenarios have developed between you two in the past few years, so you’re not quite sure why you’ve been so hesitant to ask him about your little fantasy.
Suna is a naturally dominant guy. His personality and whole behavior gives it away the second he steps into a room, and you absolutely love it. You love letting him take complete control over every situation and not use a single nerve in your brain whenever he’s around, it just feels right and he’s told you several times how much he enjoys and appreciates the trust you put in him. He says it makes him feel good about himself and gives him confidence, and since he’s your absolute safe haven, you're happy to be the same for him.
Now, when it comes to kinks and fantasies, Rin’s always been quite open. He’s tried most things such as hard degradation, neglect- and role plays, which neither one of you got further into after one or two tries, as well as a Daddy Dom – Little Girl dynamic and soft humiliation, which you’ve been sticking to ever since the first time.
Not once has he left you unsatisfied, never once has he denied you anything and never once has he overstepped any of your boundaries – and vice versa.
And yet, every now and then you find yourself fantasizing about using him for your own pleasure in the most self-centered and egoistic way possible. Which is kind of ironic since Rin’s always made sure to put you and your pleasure first, never finishing before you and always giving into your wishes and requests.
Maybe it’s not necessarily said aspect of it, but rather the fact that you want to physically tie him up so he’s at your complete mercy – all while you’re still grazing through the sweetness of your submissive haze.
You don’t want to dominate him, no, neither do you wanna be in complete control. All you want is to use him for as long as possible, while maybe teasing him in the meantime.
“May I also suggest something else to help you make it up to me, please?”, you respond after a good moment of absolute silence, knowing he doesn’t just pull you back into reality when he notices how much you’re getting lost in your thoughts.
Rintarou’s plump lips stretch into a big smile and he nods, giving you the wordless affirmation to continue.
“Don’t push it aside right away, okay? Just give it a thought please”, you say as you try to collect every brave pore in your body to form your risky request.
Suna squints at you in confusion, his smile never fading and making it even harder for you than it already is
“I want to tie you up.”
And as soon as those words leave your lips, your boyfriend’s face switches from suspicion to absolute shock and you seriously can’t remember the last time you saw him this genuinely overwhelmed.
Rintarou doesn’t move, nor does he say a single thing and for a short moment you’re worried he might not be breathing, until he pushes one of his big hands through his thick hair, scratching his chin right afterwards.
“Wha – you can’t be serious, Baby.”
You attentively watch the way he starts scoffing in disbelief and for a moment you regret suggesting it but not even another minute later, Suna turns serious again and looks into your eyes to search for affirmation.
“Please, Daddy”, you whisper and push your lips into a pout as you reach for his hand and start playing with his pretty, calloused fingers to distract him and maybe get some kind of different reaction from him, “if you won’t feel comfortable or get any pleasure from it, then I won’t be any more persistent, I promise. But I know you don’t want it because it makes you feel submissive and like you’re losing control.”
You take a deep breath and never once avert your gaze from his face because you’ve known Rin long enough to be aware of his insecurities and his worries and the last thing you’d ever want is for him to think you’re taking advantage of your knowledge.
“I promise you’re still gonna be the dominant one, you know how easily you push me into submission. All I want is to – uhm – use you.”
This time the words seem a tad bit heavier but rather because you’re not quite sure how he might react to them and you're afraid he might be upset. Rintarou isn’t one to get mad or angry easily, especially not with you, but this topic is something you two have talked about a total of two times in the past, so you’re more nervous than anxious.
“Oh? My pretty girl is greedier than I thought”, he suddenly says, his green eyes roam your face as his pretty lips finally stretch into a playful smirk and you feel the weight disappear from your chest just like that.
“No, am not”, you pout and roll your eyes, moving a little closer to him before you place a soft kiss on his pretty lips, “I’ve just been thinking about it a lot lately and you’ve been so busy, I miss you, that’s all.”
“My sweet, sweet little Angel, come here”, Suna mumbles and pulls you into an even deeper kiss, pushes his tongue into your hot mouth and grunts softly, which sends a jolt of pleasure through your veins right into your core and all of a sudden your panties start sticking to your cunt.
“I can’t lie, I’m not really into being tied down. Mostly because of what you said but also because touching you is what gets me off the most. There’s just something so…”, Rin gently wraps his slim fingers around your throat and slowly tightens his grip, pushing you even deeper into your sweet haze of arousal, “good – about it. It makes me nervous to think about not being able to touch you.”
You try your very best to listen to what he’s saying, yet – your brain is clouded by his sweet scent, the feeling of his firm grip on your throat and his warm breath hitting your skin in ways you’ve been craving it for way too long now. All you can do is nod along to his words and for a moment you forget about your own request.
“Hey, hey”, Rin suddenly whispers and grabs your face to pull you back into reality, “eyes and mind on Daddy, sweet girl. I’m talking to you, don’t be rude now.”
“Mhm, I’m sorry”, you quickly reply and gulp harshly as you wrap your fingers around his slim wrist.
“I’m gonna let you tie me up, Baby, I wanna make it up to you, after all.” Suna sounds a lot more confident than just a few minutes ago and the way he’s looking at you makes your stomach jump in absolute excitement.
“Thank you, Daddy”, this time you let your eyes move to his plump lips, staring at them for way too long as you think about how good they feel on your skin and in between your legs, firmly sucking on your clit, “I really appreciate it, I know it’s a big request to make.”
“You’re always such a good girl for me, Princess, this is the least I can do for you. Now, how about we get to it, hm? I’ve missed you so much, all I can think about is how good that sweet pussy of yours feels around my cock.”
A literal heatwave rushes through your body and you feel your heart thrumming in your heart from excitement because not only are you craving him and his touch, but have also been fantasizing about this for a lot longer than you would ever admit, so there’s absolutely no doubt you’re gonna have a great time.
In the following minutes, Rintarou guides you through the whole process of taking your and his own clothes off before he pushes his hand in between your legs one last time to gather your sweet juices on his fingers and push them right into his mouth, all while looking into your eyes.
After he’s made sure to get you even more flustered by chuckling at how shy you get with him, Suna lays down in the middle of your shared bed to give you enough space and then helps you with the rope. A few minutes later, you come to kneel in between his spread legs to stare at the perfect sight in front of you with big eyes.
You don’t know how long you stare at his toned, tattoo clad torso but you know your focus stays on his thick thighs and his raging hard cock even longer, not realizing how worked up your needy gaze is getting your sweet boyfriend.
“Baby, stop staring and touch me, please”, Rin grunts and slightly bucks up his hips, a deep growl following his calm request and before your brain can process it, your hand reaches for his cock and gently starts stroking him.
“F-Fuck”, the profanity falls past his lips almost immediately and you quickly look into his face to watch the way his perfect features contort in pleasure, his cheeks reddening even further as he throws his head back into the pillow.
For a short moment, you can watch the way he’s falling apart and it’s making your head spin in the sweetest ways possible, yet only fuels your excitement even further.
It doesn’t take another minute for your hunger to get the best of you and before you can realize it, you wrap your lips around his pretty tip and lap up the tiny bits of precum glistening on his skin. Rin lets out a row of deep grunts, bucks his hips up to push his cock a little deeper into your mouth as he pulls on the rope and sighs in frustration. You’re surprised to see him this worked up, when it hasn’t even been longer than a few minutes but you’re enjoying every second of his desperation.
“That’s my good girl”, your boyfriend mumbles and locks gazes with you, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he watches the way you take his cock all the way down your throat, “Daddy’s missed that pretty mouth so much, it’s been way too long.”
You nod in agreement, yet too focused on the perfect feeling of his heavy cock in your mouth and his sweet taste coating the muscle of your tongue, so all you do is bop your head and wrap your hand around the lower half of his length to make up for the lack of contact from your mouth.
While you’re slowly losing yourself in the noises and taste of your sweet boyfriend, Rin's trying his very best to remain as calm and composed as possible but after not being close to you for a lot longer than he had intended to, he’s way too close to lose it all within the next few minutes.
“Take it easy on me, Baby. I haven’t even had time to fuck my fist to the thought of you, so I’m way more sensitive than usual”, he warns and tries to move away from your needy mouth, only for you to pull away and look at him with glossy eyes.
“But I’ve missed your cock so much, Daddy, you can’t just make me stop! If you’re gonna cum, just do it, you know I love it when you do.”
“You’re being greedy, Princess, behave yourself.”
For a moment, you can’t help but push your lips into a pout, only to realize that Rin can’t do much besides verbally scolding you and all of a sudden a shiteating grin appears on your face.
“Hmm, no, thank you, Daddy”, you reply cheekily and let a thick drop of spit fall onto the tip of his cock before you start stroking him again.
Suna’s face quickly contorts in absolute pleasure because you know exactly how to make him feel good, yet his initial facial expression is one of absolute shock.
“I fucking knew it”, he grunts and rolls his eyes yet again, “I knew you’d take advantage of this and brat out on me.”
“Huh? I didn’t even do anything, don’t be mean now! I used my manners, looked at you and called you Daddy, how is that being a brat?”
Suna squints at you with furrowed brows, his tattooed chest tinted in the sweetest shades of red, as well as his cheeks and his bit swollen lips.
“I told you to t-take it easy, Baby, I’m way too close and I haven’t even gotten a taste of you.”
You know Rintarou’s worried about disappointing you by letting himself indulge in the sweet pleasure you’re providing him, which is why he’s slowly losing his patience.
“Mhm, sure”, you just mumble and suck on his tip, humming softly when the salty taste of his precum hits your tastebuds.
Before Rin, you’ve never even liked the thought of sucking someone’s cock, yet with him it’s become something you’re actually craving and you have absolutely no idea why and how.
“How about you untie me, hm, Baby? You’ve been so stressed lately, let Daddy take care of his angel, wouldn’t want you to overdo it, right?”
You can hear the desperation in his words as well as his voice, and even if that wasn’t the case, reading Suna’s body language has become the easiest thing for you personally, and you can tell his current mood just from the way he’s pulling at the ropes around his wrists.
“No”, you reply calmly, and take the whole of his length down your throat, swallowing around him just to hum once his sweet moans and deep grunts fill the thick air of your shared bedroom.
Rintarou’s eyes roll into the back of his head and for a solid minute, he feels like he’s going to pass out from how close he is to cumming, only for you to pull away the second he decides to let himself indulge in the sweetness of his relief.
You simply get back on your knees and let your eyes roam over his strong body, your hands are firmly placed on his thick thighs and currently caress his sensitive skin, whereas Rin tries his very best not to lose his mind from the sudden lack of pleasure.
“What the fuck”, is the first coherent thing the professional athlete manages to produce after a row of deep, animalistic grunts and moans had left his throat and for a short moment, you feel sorry for your sweet boyfriend.
“What the fuck are you doing, Baby? I was so fucking close”, Suna spits and throws his head back in annoyance, his big cock twitching right in front of you and if it wasn’t for your plan of fulfilling every bit of your fantasy, you would have just let him cum.
“You’re okay, Daddy”, you smile and move away from in between his legs, at least one of your hands remains on his body as you come to sit right next to his head.
“Untie me, Baby, come on. This was fun and all but Daddy really needs to cum and I mean this, don’t play with my patience”, Rin’s voice is still hoarse, yet a lot stricter and less soft than just a few minutes ago. You know you’re doing something you usually would never even think of because you just want to be his good girl and his pleasure is the only thing on your mind, yet for some reason to see and have him at your complete mercy like this is the reason for the wetness on your inner thighs.
“You’re doing well, Daddy, I promise”, you say with a big smile and pull him into a needy kiss, sucking his tongue into your mouth and moaning softly when he digs his teeth into the flesh of your bottom lip.
“F-Fuck, Baby”, Rin whispers and chases your lips once you pull away, his cheeks tinted in the sweetest shades of red and at the way he needily licks the last bits of your spit from his mouth has your eyes rolling into the back of your head.
“Spit in my mouth, Angel.” The request is random and slightly overwhelming, not because he hasn’t asked you to do just that before but rather because you weren’t expecting him to sound as needy as he does.
“Of course, Daddy”, you say and nudge your nose with his, placing the softest open mouthed kiss on his parted lips to make sure he’s longing for more, “how could I ever say no to you, hm?”
Suna hates the way his cock twitches in excitement at your words, your voice and your touch. He knows he’s not being pushed into submission yet he can’t help just how much your confidence and control is driving him crazy.
He knows you’re being a tease and you’re being way too good at it for his personal liking, yet the urge to just let his sweet girl do whatever the fuck she wants to him is almost overwhelming.
Before you can say another word, Rintarou parts his lips and sticks his tongue out, his green eyes never once leaving yours and when the sweetest little whimper escapes your throat, he knows everything is still the way he’s used to it.
You reach for your boyfriend’s face, gently cupping his cheeks and nudging your nose against his before you pull away and let a thick drop of your spit fall onto the back of his hot muscle.
As soon as Rin gets a taste of your saliva, he lets out a deep grunt and you can feel his cock twitching against your lower tummy, his reactions easily making your head spin and for a moment you even consider just letting him do whatever he wants.
“Good girl”, the praise is the only thing Suna manages to mumble, since you randomly decide to straddle his lap and press your wet cunt against his rock hard cock, making his eyes roll into the back of your head as he tries his best to maintain his composure.
“Do you think I can make you cum like this?” Your voice is soft and innocent, your eyes are glossy and needy, yet your question seems to be the complete opposite and if it wasn’t for all the arousal clouding his brain, Suna would have scolded you for teasing him.
“I don’t give a fuck how you do it, just please make me cum, Baby”, Rin replies and gulps harshly, aware of just how desperate he sounds but the feeling of your warm cunt dragging along his shaft is driving him absolutely crazy.
You chuckle in response to his pleas, slowly moving your hips to apply just the right amount of pressure on his cock and focusing on his leaking tip with each movement. There’s just something so…hot about watching the way your usually so composed and stern Daddy is slowly falling apart from that little bit of teasing and you can’t help but get addicted to the feeling.
“Oh? What’s wrong, Daddy? Are you okay?”, you reply with a faux pout on your lips, trying your best not to giggle as excitement rushes through your veins.
With a sudden thrust of his hips, Rintarou grunts warningly and furrows his brows once he realizes how much you enjoy seeing him like this and if it wasn’t for the frustration of being denied his relief for the second time, he would have been a lot less harsh.
“Stop fucking playing with me, Baby, just guide me inside and fuck me properly”, he hisses through gritted teeth, his cheeks reddening even further as he looks into your eyes, yet moans as soon as you rub your pretty cunt against his sensitive tip.
Usually he needs way more than just that little bit of stimulation, but after weeks of being busy and not even finding the time to fuck his fist, the professional athlete is a lot easier than he would have ever thought.
“First, I want you to cum for me like this, Daddy”, you say calmly and get comfortable on his thighs again just to spit on the tip of his cock and calmly wrap your fingers around his shaft to give him a few gentle strokes and attentively watch the way his whole body tenses up.
Suna just lets out another row of long, raspy moans which are almost about to sound like actual whimpers and you can’t help but gulp harshly as your cunt starts clenching in response to his sweet noises.
Your eyes roam his flushed face like it’s the only thing you’ve ever done, yet there’s something in your head which pushes you even further to the sweet line of your boyfriend’s edge, despite your awareness of his slowly declining patience. Maybe it’s the way he bucks his hips up into your touch in absolute despair or maybe it’s the thought of watching him fall apart underneath your touch, yet regardless of the reason, you still find yourself slowing down the movements of your hands as soon as his breathing gets heavier, less regulated and his little moans turn into rather guttural grunts.
“Faster, Baby, come on, I’m so close”, his words confirm your observations and with wide eyes you do as you’re told to see just how far you can push him.
Rintarou feels a wave of actual relief wash over his body as the first few jolts of pleasure run down his spine and he can physically feel himself tumbling over the edge, only for you to pull away as soon as his cock starts twitching in your hands.
For a whole minute, your boyfriend seems absolutely speechless. Not a single coherent word passes his lips as he gasps for air and throws his head back into the pillow to calm himself down, not quite understanding what’s going on.
You pull your bottom lip between your teeth to hide your cheeky smile, you don’t want your precious Daddy to see (or notice just yet) how much you’re enjoying his current state, all while calmly caressing his thick thighs and gently littering his tattooed chest in open mouthed kisses.
“What the actual fuck, Baby? What the fuck are you doing? I was – what the fuck?”
Suna’s always been one to swear a lot, even back in his High School days, yet whenever he seems to struggle to form a single sentence without a profanity, that’s when you know he’s quite close to his last limits.
“I thought you wanted me to fucking cum, Baby, why the fuck did you stop?” For some reason you can’t help but pout at the fact he’s still using his favorite petname for you, when the frustration has taken over every bit of his being.
“I changed my mind, Daddy”, you reply and move away from his legs to kneel next to his handsome face, placing one of your hands on his cheek and chuckling softly at the way he easily moves into your touch, “I promise you’re gonna get to cum very soon, okay?”
“What the fuck does that even mean, Baby? Come on now, you’ve had your fun, right? Untie me so I can finally fuck my sweet little angel-”, but you don’t really give your boyfriend the chance to finish his sentence as you straddle his face and sigh softly once you finally feel his perfect mouth on your ruined cunt.
Rin tries to fake a little protest, yet instantly folds as soon as he gets a taste of your sweet juices and before either one of you realizes, he’s sucking your needy clit into his hot mouth.
“Fuck”, his voice is even deeper than just a few minutes ago, his eyes fluttering close as he indulges in the sweet taste of your pussy spreading in his mouth and taking over all of his senses, “I missed this pretty cunt so fucking much.”
And without even giving you the opportunity to respond, Rin starts eating you out like a man starved. Loud slurping noises, deep grunts and sloppy licking sounds start filling the space of your shared bedroom as you move your hips against his mouth and try your best not to lose your mind from the feeling of stimulation you’ve been missing oh so much these past few weeks. You both know you can’t cum like this, not when he can’t use his fingers, yet you feel like you’re actually floating in the sweetest haze of pleasure and you simply can’t seem to stop yourself from getting lost.
You gently pull at his hair, grinding your cunt against his pretty face and let out every single noise which dares to enter your throat, since you, much like your boyfriend, haven’t had the energy to make yourself cum these past few days and have way too much pent up frustration to simply care.
“Baby”, Suna suddenly says and lets out a deep sigh after swallowing one more time.
“Hm?”
“You’re close, aren't you? But Daddy can’t make you cum like this, right?”
All you do is let out a confirming hum in response to his words yet again, way too deep in your pleasure to form a coherent sentence.
“Untie me then, Angel, come on”, Suna mumbles and pulls on the ropes around his wrists again to remind you of his current situation, not expecting you to giggle at his attempt of taking advantage of your clouded brain.
“That was cute, Daddy”, you mumble and get off of his face again, purring like a cat when the cold air hits your drenched cunt, just to straddle his lap right away.
“But your Baby’s a lot stronger than this, don’t you know? Gonna make sure to make the best of this as much as I can.”
Suna can’t help but smile once his words hit you. You’re way too adorable for your own good and if it wasn’t for his painful hard on, he would have been able to focus on the sweet warmth spreading in his chest as an almost automatic reaction to your behavior.
But from the way your eyes have gotten even glossier and your words sound a lot more slurred than just a few minutes ago, Rintarou can tell you’re close to breaking, he knows you like the back of his hand.
For a moment, your boyfriend holds his breath as he calmly watches the way you reach in between your legs to grab his rock hard cock, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as soon as you line his angry tip up with your cute hole.
“That’s it, there you go”, he exhales loudly and presses the words through his gritted teeth, his knuckles turn white in the process from how hard he’s gripping the ropes and just the way he seems to be oh so eager makes you head spin.
“Look at me, Daddy.”
Before you can even finish your sentence, Rintarous lids flutter open and he locks his glossy gaze with yours, absolute despair gleaming in the sweet green surrounding his iris – just how you wanted it to be.
“Come on, Angel, show Daddy how well you can fuck him, yeah, Make me proud.”
And with those words, Suna easily pulls you back into the haze of his dominance as he plays into your urge to please him, so the only thing your body manages to do is to slowly start sinking down on his hard length.
The feeling his tip stretching your sensitive cunt elicits a row of loud groans from the both of you and despite trying your absolute hardest to maintain the eye contact, you have no choice but to throw your head back and whimper.
“Hey, hey”, Rin grunts and gently bucks his hips up to push his cock even deeper into your cunt, but also making you shift your atteng back to him, “don’t you dare look anywhere but me, got it? Wanna watch the way you look when you cum on my cock, Baby.”
You nod in response and try to stop your cunt from clenching around his length as the previous sweetness from your stolen high starts coating the muscle of your tongue again, only to fail miserably.
It’s been too long and after being with him for such a long time, you’re too greedy to care about anything else.
It takes another minute for you to sink down on his cock completely, and once he’s bottomed out, you gently place your hands on his flushed chest and try to catch your breath.
“W-Wanna untie you, Daddy”, you suddenly whisper and slowly move your hips, your thighs already burning from how much you’ve been eningtensing up. “I want you to take over, please.”
However, Suna just shakes his head, not once averting his gaze from your pretty face.
“You’ve got this, Angel, I know it. My pretty girl’s gonna make her Daddy cum so good, aren’t you, Baby? Go on, fuck me.”
His words of encouragement are a hidden demand, but Rintarou knows you’re too fucked out to notice – it’s so cute. The tiniest taste of his cock filling your cunt and his perfect, obedient Baby’s back to the point where not a single thought lingers in her sweet brain.
You take a short moment to regain your composure before you sit up again and slowly start circling your hips, grinding into him and finally giving the two of you some of the relief you’ve been craving oh so much.
Rintarou’s eyes sparkle with pride as he calmly thrust his hips up to meet the movements of yours, grunting and moaning at how good your pretty cunt feels around his cock.
It doesn’t take too long for you to grow absolutely impatient, though. All of a sudden you start picking up the pace of your movements, gently yet firmly pulling your body up and sinking down on his length to make sure his tip hits your sweet spot each time and before you can even think about it, Suna pushes you to the edge of your high with just his words.
“Rub your clit for me, Angel”, he grunts and pulls his abused bottom lip between his teeth to hold back his noises, only to let out the raspiest whimper the moment your cunt tightens around his cock from the stimulation on your sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Good girl.”
Those two deadly words of praise make you gasp for air as a huge wave of pleasure breaks down on you and you can’t help but whimper when you feel your juices sticking to your inner thighs.
“I want your fingers in my mouth”, the request comes out of nowhere, yet is definitely not random. If there’s one thing about Suna Rintarou, it’s sucking on your fingers whenever he’s about to cum and even if you’ve been expecting – or better said, anticipating it, you still can’t stop your body’s needy reaction to it.
Without missing another beat, you place your shaky hand on his chin and nervously push your fingers into his mouth, a high pitched moan falling past your lips as soon as you feel his hot tongue on your digits.
“Gonna cum with Daddy, yeah? You’re gonna make a mess of me, aren’t you, Princess? Go on then, look at me when you take my cum.”
With every single word, Suna thrusts his hips up to meet the sloppy circles of yours, his green eyes never once leaving yours before he harshly pulls on the robes to the point where they finally lose against his strength and before your brain can process it, you feel your loves hands groping and kneading every bit of flesh they can find.
However, as soon as his thumb reaches your clit, your high comes crashing down on you like a huge wave, almost drowning you in the process.
Your whole body tenses up, your cunt tightening around Suna’s cock like a god damn vice and pulling him over the edge as he cums inside of you and coats the inside of your spasming pussy with his creamy cum.
Whimpers, whines and even sobs are the only thing to fill the emptiness of your shared bedroom, your noises easily overshadowing your boyfriend’s deep grunts and guttural moans and if it wasn’t for the sweet taste of your high, you would have indulged in his perfect noises of pleasure.
You have absolutely no idea how long you’re cumming, all you know is the feeling of Rin’s nails digging into your waist as he tries his best to take the overstimulation after being edged for so long.
“Good girl”, he breathes and pulls you into a sloppy kiss, chuckling against your lips as soon as he feels your breath hitch in your throat, “my perfect little Princess, you did so well.”
“You too, Daddy”, you shoot back breathlessly, gently kissing his lips and then his cheeks followed by his chin and the tip of his flushed nose, “thank you so much for this. You’re so good to me.”
“No need to thank me, Angel Girl, might as well do this more often, hm?”
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fun fact ☆ ┊no one has heard from erity in the past 3 weeks.
a/n: sooo…. i’m sorry. that’s all i have to say. school and work has really swamped me and i just need to focus on my studies more than this. BUT! i have not forgotten you guys do not worry! and perfect strangers is not going anywhere!!! the updates will just be slower but they will still come out do not worry! that’s all :)
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