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we-fancy-you · 2 months
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Kuroo tetsuro x f!reader We all know how childish Kuroo sometimes may be, but just know that you won't take his shit every time. NSFW 18+ only established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, riding, teasing a lot, overstimulation, timeskip!kuroo it's pretty vanilla smut
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“Don’t push like that!” you said while walking to the bathroom. “I’m sorry.” He said with a lying smirk on his face. “You’re not sorry at all! It’s written all over your face!” He gave a soft snicker before groping your but. “Tetsuro! I am serious! You can’t just do this to me when we are having a serious conversatio- “he was mimicking you with a lousy expression while his hand is mocking your mouth. Knitting your eyebrows together you planned on calling him out for it. As a small feeling of rage bubbled in your stomach and you could almost see red.
For some annoying reason he always did this. Whenever I pointed something about the past week that I didn’t like, out. He would start acting like a horny moody teenager.
“Babe, you take life too seriously. Can’t you just let it go?” “You know what you should do. You should grab the spare blanket and pillow because you’re not sleeping in the same bed as me tonight.”  You puffed out. The burning heat in your veins hadn’t cooled off yet and you were stomping out of the room.
“Ahh, don’t say that. You know you can’t sleep without me.” Even though that’s partly true, your pride didn’t give in. He was being a total jerk and you needed to put him in his place. “I am going to give you a nice one to the jaw. Then were going to see what you need.” “I honestly think you can’t even reach my shoulder from down there.”
That’s it, you couldn’t do it. As your face flushed beat red and felt like had gasoline on it waiting to be lit and set everything a blaze. “You.” you slowly turned around on your heels and looked him dead in the eye. He didn’t flinch a bit and only had that stupid fuck boy smirk displayed on his face. The one that says ‘hey to yah sexy ladies. If anyone want some good dick tonight. Hit me up.’
“What did you just say?” Even though everything of your body was burning. Your voice could make Antarctica gasp. “See you have to even bend your neck to look at me now. How are you going to hit me?” Even though this bastard had the same height as a windmill you weren’t scared off by his petty insults. You pushed him as hard as you could against the wall and pulled him down his collar. “You listen here you little shit, I know you have a hard life with all your work and sport on the side but guess what.” You pulled him so close. Your breath was dancing against his. As much as you hated him, he knew how to turn you on and that ruined hairstyle was doing it.
“I too have a job, and yes work out.” He laughed at that part, the hard and ha! Type of kind. “You working out? I think I have a bigger chance of winning the lottery than to see you working out.”
Another vein in on your forehead pulsed with irritation.
“How did you get so full of yourself? Huh? Was it the old ladies that called you handsome? Because I can promise you, they are blind.”
“No, it’s the fact that you always get wet when we fight.”  As you two were in such a heating argument you didn’t notice his long slender fingers travel to my lower parts. The tip of his index finger suddenly pressed on your clothed clit, and a jolt of pleasure hit your body. Gasping and closing your eyes, his other hand brushed the hair out of your face. “You really are the worst.” You huffed out.
With his big arms he picked you up and walked to the bed. He gently placed you down and was about hover over you when you pushed him back. “You know” he looked confused but listened because he obviously wanted to do something about that tent set up in his pants. “Why do you think you are allowed on top? Hmm. You have been very rude and now all of a sudden you want to use me? No.” you slowly whispered in his ear. You got up pushed him down once more on the bed. “Don’t move.” You said while slowly opening your blouse. He was whistling at your action, but it didn’t faze you. You trailed your hand over his shirt from his neck down to his chest that lingered a bit before you pinched his nipple. He tensed up and you s straddled his lap after that. Slowly rocking your hips just to get the smallest amount of friction between the two of you. His hands were at his sides, and you could feel the pent up frustration he has. “I want to be on top tonight.” you said. Your bedroom experiences usually consist of him being on top or behind. So, you being on top is something special. After you said that his smirk deepened.
“You know you’re hot when you are angry right. My dick is so hard.” you blushed harder and tightly held his face in your hands. “Listen boy.” Rubbing his lower lip. “Tonight, we will do all the things I like. And you can’t complain, can’t whine, or cry.” I brushed my lips to his ear and bit his lobe and blowed lightly. “Yes ma’am” he said while he swallowed big time. “I want to tie you up, but since that takes too much effort you have to promise me to keep your hands behind you.” He slowly nodded as you got of his lap and took off the rest of your clothes, leaving you in a black lace under garments. As you untied your hair you saw his eyes drift to your mounds and licking his lips. But that’s not going to happen yet.
You knelt down between his legs not breaking eye contact and undoing his belt. He was hard and you could feel the light twitching through his trousers. While getting it all off and rubbed his big thigh you could feel goose bumps forming beneath your hand. Softly kissing the muscular part up and down making sure to leave hickeys while making your way up to his centre. His eyes were closed, and he now was laying on the bed with his long legs dangling off. I got up and turned him vertically so I could lay in between his legs. He sighed at your cold hands touching his warm stomach and I teased him more. I missed the touch of his lips him, but you couldn’t give up now.
 Tugging his boxers down for the show to start. You were going to make this painfully long for the both of you.
After many times of him cumming on your face and mouth. And seeing the masterpiece of hickeys you left behind on his pelvis and v-line. You took off your own panties and pushed his, still hard surprisingly, dick inside you. It felt good and God you were wet. So wet. The slick sound of him rubbing your walls filled the room. Maybe it was because you where on top or maybe the long-time spend on foreplay, but it felt so good. Tears filled your eyes, and you were just slowly moving up and down. Keeping a steady pace so this was going to take a while, but you were right on the edge. If you opened your eyes right now and look at him the sight of him alone could give you your release. Secretly opening one to look at him. Both your hands were on his abs making small marks from your nails, but his Oh, his were giving you an ego boost. One of his hands was between his teeth and the other was pulling his hair. A hard moan escaped your mouth, and you couldn’t even recognize your voice in it. Your stomach was all tingly and skin was set ablaze, the sweat coating your body and his was making you dizzy. Just to get that push you rubbed your clit and your jaw dropped, back arched, and eyes rolled back. You moved your fingers to his nipples and rubbed them making him twitch inside you he was letting out muffled groans all the time this time a hoarse moan left his mouth, and it was so sexy. And you couldn’t take it anymore. You needed him, to touch you, you needed him to fuck you. “Touch me, Tetsu.” You gasped out and at the exact moment he shot up his hips. Sending ripples of sensations and all types of pleasure through your body. And now loads of sexy moans filled the room, the ones you see in movies. You came but he didn’t quit you tried to tell him to slow down but he didn’t the overstimulation was killing but you couldn’t stop it felt too good at the same time. His warm calloused hand grassed your skin as he found the clips of your bra and threw it to the corner of the room. “Finally.” He muttered as his mouth connected to your nipple. The pleasure and pain messing with your brain. “Tetsu, ah, it’s to-ah, much.” You got out. “Oh yeah? Well, I don’t think you’re seeing these hickeys because they also were too much.” He gave one more thrust when he came again. Delicious warm fluid painted your insides and he finally got soft. The smell of sweat filled your nostrils as you saw him pull out.
Your thighs were shaking, and your insides were spasming. Slowly pushing yourself up you felt the warm mix of your fluids run down your thigh. “You look so hot right now with all my cum down your legs. I just want to-.” He scrapped some of it with his fingers and pushed it back in. The sudden touch on your sensitive area made you see starts. Too braindead to form actual words other than a simple “eh” your half open eyes looked at his golden ones as you tried to caress his cheek.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, shall we.” He picked you up kissed your lips on his way to the bathroom.
Bonus:
The next day Kuroo had his weekly volleyball game with his friends and was walking into the changing room.
A few of his friends were already changing into their jerseys.
“Hey guys.” He greeted them and started changing himself.
“Damn Kuroo, I see yah.” Bokuto snickered. “Hmm?” “Yah got laid good didn’t yah.” He pointed to his stomach. Deep purple bruises were visible as he had removed his shirt. “Oh this.” He scratched the back of his head and laughed sheepishly. “He made her real mad this time.” Kenma said while shaking his head.
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torubeth · 10 months
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when he comes back up from between your thighs for a breather, his eyes notice your clutched hands at your sides, nails digging into your palm and he wasn’t having it. leaning down to continue from where he left, he takes your hands in his and places it on his head, a gesture telling you to just pull his hair already.
or or or!!!!!!
he entwines your fingers with his, placing kisses on your wrist, your palm or wherever possible.
“fuck baby, you’re making me lose my goddamn mind”
that was the last thing he said before diving down between your thighs to resume his ministrations.
eren jaeger, suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou, gojo satoru, miya atsumu, aki hayakawa, matsukawa issei (all characters aged up!)
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neon-gin · 5 months
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A big helper with low stamina~
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dokidoki-muffin · 6 months
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~ Now what did we say about those gaming all-nighters? 🙃 ~ Nohoho! 🤣 ~ Exactly 👌😎 . . Just a little time-skip thingy I had lying around for a while 🙃🥰
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yugiohz · 3 months
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hanamaki's easily in my hq top 5 characters solely because in a post-timeskip world where everyone seems to have figured out their life at the ripe age of 24, hanamaki is brave enough to be UNEMPLOYED
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rebelliousdandy · 3 months
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after all these years, these two still have the most insane chokehold on me
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reineydraws · 11 months
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the brain rot for kryk is so real rn!!! and timeskip yaku lives rent-free in my mind 🥰
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kayekozume98 · 2 years
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“Are we still on for dinner? I’m free right now”
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Time skip Kuroo Tetsurō
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hqfeatbetty · 2 years
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who’s older (headcanon) FT.haikyuu!boys x fem!reader
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✦ MASTERLIST
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You are older than him. But that’s really not a problem for him. Age doesn’t matter and even when you are 3 years older he treats you like a baby. His baby. And most of the time people mistake and think you are both the same age or maybe he’s older because you are so much smaller (physically) compared to him. And you should see that smirk glued to his handsome face :)
➝ Oikawa, Kageyama, Hinata, Bokuto, Atsumu, Futakuchi, Semi, Suna.
He is the oldest in the relationship. And he finds this little age difference is adorable for some reason. He feels like he have to protect you because “you didn’t live as long as i lived i know so much more about this world than you do” when he’s literally only 2 years older :)
➝ Matsukawa, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Ushijima, Akaashi, Kita, Sakusa.
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shcyc · 2 years
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¡ TRICK OR TREAT — kinktober
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synopsis: sub fem! reader, tag team with the haikyuu boys + just a short drabble
cw; poly relationship, double penetration, teasing, oral (both), voyeurism
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KENMA + KUROO!
they're mean, they've got you crying and begging for more, hands tied up and wrapped around kenma's neck as they fuck you at the same time, both moving at different paces inside you
your eyes roll to the back of your head at the intense pleasure, everything around you fogs up while you try your best to stay grounded and not pass out from how harsh they are
the room is filled with your cries and their panting, both eager to get you to your high
KITA + SUGAWARA!
the ones that look nice but actually aren't, not when one has his mouth on your pussy and the other is fucking your throat!
kita groans whenever you moan and tighten around his tip, all thanks to suga's ministrations on your clit, fingers buried knuckles deep inside your dripping cunt with occasional grunts to send you over the edge
they both take turns eating you out, getting a taste of you because they know they are the only ones who can get you like this — knees weak and pussy dripping like a waterfall
IWAIZUMI + OIKAWA!
these two are so fucking relaxed that it makes you extremely nervous, both just sitting infront of the bed watching as you writhe in agony with a dildo shoved in you and vibrator on your clit
you can hear oikawa laughing when you beg them to stop, to give you what you want, have them touch them the way you want them to! iwaizumi wants to give in, but oikawa stops him, wanting to enjoy the way you cry for a little while longer
until he can't takes it anymore does he and iwa moves from the chair to press kisses on your body before making all your desires come true
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ONLY ONE WAY IT CAN END
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#Genre: Smut
#Includes: Kuroo, Sakusa
#Description: Jealousy hasn’t felt so good.
#Warnings: Degradation, praise, dub con spanking, roughness, jealously, slightly toxic, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, possessiveness.
Minors for the love of all that’s holy please DO NOT interact , thank you :)
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KUROO TETSUROU
He was quickly starting to regret bringing you to this work party, he knew you would get along well with everyone, the proof was in front of him. You happily giggled along to whatever his co-worker had just said, and your smile brought a blush to said co-workers face. It was obvious to everyone but you apparently that he had taken a liking to you, slowly inching closer to you and the way his eyes were raking over your figure made Kuroo want to rip them from their sockets.
With clenched teeth, he plastered a clearly fake smile onto his face as he made his way over to you, his quick steps reached you in a few seconds and he deliberately placed his hand too low on your back as he excused you both, making sure his co-workers eyes followed both of you out the office, his hand now placed firmly on your ass.
“What’s up with you?” you questioned. “Me? You’re the one letting that sleaze bag flirt with you and right in front of me” he scoffed out. “He wasn’t flirting!” you quickly defended. A dark smirk made its way on his face, and you gulped as he dragged you into his office, “We can do this at home tetsu, not at your work.” He roughly chuckled out his next words “no no, I want him to hear what I do to you, and you’re going to fucking enjoy it.”
He carelessly pushed you onto his desk, your chest flat against the solid wood and ass up on display. Coming up behind you, he roughly palms your flesh as you struggle to hold in your moans. A resounding slap echoes around the room and a gasp leaves you as you’re left with the stinging after math of his large hand. You feel his hot breath next to your ear, a shiver taking over your body as he whispers, “I want to hear you, I want him to hear you.” You whimper as you feel his hardness grind into your ass and you deliriously nod your head at his words, “Good girl.”
He drags his hand up your bare thigh, catching the hem of your dress on the way and bringing it over your waist. He takes his time as he smooths his hand over your red ass, slowly dragging them down to the wet patch on your underwear, fingers gliding against your slit and deliciously catching your clit. You whine as you push back into him, silently begging for more, “so needy and impatient” he tuts, his words bring an embarrassed flush to your face, but you can’t help but want more. Despite his chastising, his peels your underwear off and slips it into his jacket pocket, spreading your legs with his knees and releasing a gruff groan as the moonlight catches the wetness between them.
He dips his fingers back into your cunt, smoothing them around your throbbing clit lightly before he slips one into your tight hole, stretching you out for his fully hardened dick. You moan into your arms as he keeps his pace slow, begging him to add another “please tetsu, more, I need more.” “I know you do baby, but you need to be punished for acting like a slut, you going to take it like a good girl?” “…yes”. Your answer is rewarded with a sweet kiss to your bare shoulder, a harsh contrast to his earlier words and he follows it with adding another finger. You release a shuddering breath as he curls his fingers and starts rubbing your clit with his thumb, your wetness now making its way down your thighs, and you clamp them together once you start feeling that string in your stomach tighten. Another harsh slap to your ass has you immediately opening them once more. You chance a look back at him and the sight has your eyes rolling into your head - there he stands, still in his suit with his eyes closed and head tilted back, the hand that isn’t currently inside you is palming his hard dick through his slacks.
“I’m going to cum” you moan out. The words bring him out of his trance, and he rips his hand away from your soaking pussy. “No, you’re going to cum around my dick or not at all”, he pulls you off his desk and moves you both around it. He drops down into his chair, unbuckling his pants and pulling them down, along with his boxers, revealing his angry red tip that’s leaking pre-cum and you unconsciously lick your lips, an action that doesn’t slip past him “as much as I’d love to feel your lips around my dick and hitting the back of your throat, I can’t wait”.
He taps his thigh, and you know that’s your cue, you slide onto his lap, hovering over his dick. He taps it against your clit a few times, an action that has you gripping his shoulder and biting your lip, he teasingly chuckles as he continues to get his dick wet with your juices before he slips the tip in. Both of you moaning in unison at the feeling, your pussy tightens around the intrusion as he works himself deeper, each inch further stretching you, “fuck kitten, so tight and warm, ease up on me” “I’m tryin” you groan as you try to loosen your hold on him. You bring your hand down your body until it reaches its destination – your clit, you gently circle it with your fingers, and you’re compensated with the last few inches of his long cock. “There we go, so fuckin hot”, you swivel your hips and groan as you feel the ridges of his cock massage your insides, “move tetsu”, “anything you want baby”.
He grips your hips and helps you lift up and drop down, continuing that action till you’re both panting and sweaty. Once you stop your movements and grind down on him instead, he knows you’re getting tired and takes over. He pushes you flush against his chest and takes your ass into his hands as he starts to piston his hips upwards, delivering hard deep thrusts. Your sweet moans reverberate in his ears and encourages him to go faster, his own head tilting back as the pleasure takes over him “I know you’re close baby, come for me yeah” “Mmh fu-uck, harder testus, please so close” “shit baby, so am I, you going to scream for me?”
His question is soon answered when he feels you clamp around him, shuddering in his hold as you loudly moan out your release, slowly twitching as you come down from your high. He follows closely behind, releasing him cum deep inside you as he groans out his own pleasure, thrusting a few more times before he stills and catches his breath. He brushes your hair away from your forehead, “well he definitely heard that” he smirks. You slap his chest “you really need to get that under control” “you only ever complain once you’ve cum”. With one last slap, you drag yourself off his lap, feeling his load make its way out of you, “shit! underwear tetsu” you hold your hand out. He shakes his head with that infuriating smirk as he tucks himself back into his slacks “you’ll make do kitten”.
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SAKUSA KIYOOMI
The euphoria he felt from winning the match was short lived when he glanced up at the stands, expecting you to meet his gaze with a smile and thumbs up like usual, however you weren’t even paying attention to him. Too busy conversing with the stranger next to you who was paying more attention to your body than your eyes, briefly placing his hand on your arm and shooting you a grin. While you may have removed his hand, that brief touch was enough to have Sakusa planning the man’s murder and your punishment.
After politely dismissing the stranger, you glanced to the court, expecting to see Sakusa celebrating with his teammates after his win, but you were met with his absence. A confused frown stretches across your face, and you chalk his disappearance to going to shower before everyone else which wasn’t unusual. You make your way down the stands with the aim to wait for him near the changing rooms but before you can reach them, you’re roughly pulled by the arm into a closet. Your back roughly meets the back of the door while a hand is placed over your mouth to silence your shouts for help.
“Shh, its just me” you squint in the darkness and the crack under the door provides enough light for you to make out the silhouette in front of you. You’re now even more confused as you identify the person as Sakusa, you try to speak over his hand, but he refuses to move it, bringing his face close to your ear as he whispers his words “did you have fun?” your scrunched brows make him dryly chuckle, “it looked like you did, letting another man put his hands on what’s mine”. You quickly shake your head, not wanting him to get the wrong idea but it seems as if his mind is already made up. “No? it looked like that to me, I don’t want excuses princess, I want forgiveness, can you give that to me?” he mockingly asked. You gulped as you shakily nodded your head, he let out a sigh of relief as he brushed his lips against the shell of your ear, letting his breath fan over it before he sucks the lobe into his mouth “good girl, because you need to be cleansed”.
He removes his hand from your mouth, his lips hurriedly replacing them, and he wastes no time in parting your lips and coaxing your tongue into his mouth, massaging the wet muscle with his own before he pulls back, not so gently biting your lip on his retreat. His fingers subconsciously make their way to your red lips that gleam with his saliva, gently tracing them and watches transfixed as you slightly part them, welcoming the digits into the place his tongue once was. You close your lips around the slender intrusions, swirling your tongue around them as he presses them down against your tongue, “fuck” he breathily pants. You only manage to bob your head on them a few times before he rips them from your mouth and abruptly turns you around.
He encircles your throat with the wet fingers and brings his mouth down to your ear once again “you’re going to have to do better than that”. “I’ll do anything” you promise. “Oh, I know you will, slut”, he enunciates the last word. Your pussy pulses at the name, needily grinding against his front, an action that has him tightening his grip on your throat “you want my dick that bad huh? Who’s got you this needy? I want to hear you say it”, “you, you have, no one else…I promise”. He lets out a satisfied grunt as he uses his free hand to lift your skirt up and pull your underwear to the side. He skims the pad of his fingers between your dripping slit, paying special attention to your throbbing clit, teasingly circling it, and pulling away as soon as you moan. He brings his wet fingers to your panting mouth “taste yourself” he orders, you moan at the authority dripping from his words, eagerly taking them into your mouth and cleaning them off, “taste good?” “Mmh” you nod. Your obedience is rewarded with a soft kiss on the lips and cheek.
With shaky hands, he slips his shorts and underwear down, letting his hard leaking dick slap against his stomach. He gives himself a few pumps before bringing it down to your pulsating pussy, slipping it between your folds and grinding against them and you groan at the feeling, revelling in the brief pleasure of his tip hitting your clit. “Put your hands on the door” he instructs, and you do as he says, steadying yourself against the door and you beg no one will be able to hear you. The hand on your throat travels down the expanse of your clothed back before it settles on you hip, now taking that in a bruising grip. Sakusa finally brushes his dick against your entrance, sliding only the tip in and back out again, repeating this until tears gather in your eyes and you whine at him to do something “please Omi baby please, I’m sorry” you cry out. “What are you sorry for?”, “For not paying attention to you, for letting him touch me, everything”“see that wasn’t so hard” he condescendingly tuts.
Without warning he slams his hips forward, pushing you into the door and you can do nothing to stop his relentless pace. He hammers into you again and again, the rough slap of his balls against your ass can surely be heard outside but you’re too far gone to care. Your eyes roll back as he hits that spongy spot inside of you that renders your brain useless, making it uncapable to answer his relentless questions “do you think he can make you feel this good?” he seethes, your only reply being the whimpers his hard thrusts pull of you. You bring your hand back and push it against his hip, hoping he slows down and relents at least a little, but instead he takes your wrist in a tight grip, pulling it back hard enough that your front lurches of the door and he continues to slam his cock into you “do you think he knows your body the way I do?” “fuck no-o” you manage to wail out, “thats right baby, this pussy is mine and mine only, understand?” he cements his words by bringing his fingers down to your clit, feverishly rubbing it.
“shit I’m coming Omi” “cum all over my dick pretty, don’t worry about the mess”, his words being the last string to release your orgasm. Your pussy clenches and practically vibrates around his dick, squeezing it in a vice grip as you cum, the pressure trying to push his dick out. However, he brings your back flush against his front, his arm secure against your stomach as he continues to thrust into you. “Omi, I’m so sensitive” you plead. “Tell me you’re mine” he grits out, “I’m yours baby, all yours.” Your words proved to be effective as his hips stutter and end up fully stopping as he releases inside you, his load coating your insides. After a few seconds of catching his breath, he gently pulls out, slipping your panties back into place before bringing your skirt down and sorting himself out. You turn around and are met with his soft gaze, he brings his hands up to cup your cheeks, softly pecking your lips “sorry if I was rough, just really didn’t like seeing someone else touch you” “its okay” you whisper, returning his kiss “I’m yours, I’ll always be yours”.
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kiyoobi · 2 years
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contrary to popular belief: your boss isn't that scary.
sure you've seen Kuroo in a screaming match, utterly pissed that investors were almost dropped due to the negligence of his partners. you've seen him serious, politely asking you to leave his office so that he can fire the worker who harassed nearly every woman in the office. hell, you've even been late a few times and had seen his annoyance directed towards you and that made your heart skittish.
but despite all of that, none of those scary times can wipe away the image you see now: kuroo passed out on his desk with his cheek pressed against his lunch.
"Kuroo," you say his name first in hopes he wakes up but then resort to tapping his hand. "Kuroo." It takes a gentle push against his shoulder for him to whip wide awake, sleepily groaning and his eyes blinking away as he gains his surroundings.
you can't hold back your surprised laugh when you see his lunch smeared against his cheek, "You have a little..." Politely you gesture towards your own cheek, hoping he mirrors you.
Tiredly he rolls his eyes at himself, using a crumpled napkin to wipe only a fraction of his bento off his face. You put your things down and grab a fresh napkin, ignoring all your instincts to just pretend he got all the food off his cheek. "You're still wearing your lunch," you laugh.
Before you can think, you wipe the rest off his face. Your hand gently holds his face still, his skin a lot softer than you expected underneath your fingers. You make the mistake of looking up into his hazel eyes, your heart skipping when you find that he's already been staring at you. It's a second too late when you realize how intimate this is as his cheeks start to turn red. You've never seen him blush, never in all your years of working under him- with him.
"Sorry," you pull away too quickly now that your own face is starting to grow warm. "I- um, the..." Your mind blanks and you screw your eyes shut as you try to remember why you're here in the first place. "Charity events had been confirmed, they sent over the final list of approved teams and athletes for you to contact." Quickly you hand over the paperwork and purposely stare down at the wood grain of his desk.
"Thanks," Kuroo quietly flips through the names. He mumbles comments under his breath, and when you sneak a glance at him you wonder if he's aware his fingers are still pressed against where you had touched him.
After some few, long, awkward moments, Kuroo glances at his watch and looks at you for the first time since you accidentally caressed him. He's always…. liked you. You never seemed to be scared of his title, of anyone's higher position really. You're reliable, brave, funny, hardworking. Distracting.
He's found himself thinking more and more about you lately. Kuroo even has started to bring you back drinks from his out of his office meetings, not sure why he felt so pleased with himself when you happily and gratefully take the warm chai. He takes you out to lunch when he's noticed you're usually too busy to remember to eat, he worries over you when you take the train home and waits for that text that says you've made it home safely.
"It's my birthday,” he dumbly blurts out.
"I know," you say with a small smile and his cheeks fucking start to blush again. "Happy birthday, Kuroo."
"Tetsurou." he's quick to correct. "You've- We've worked together long enough, right?" Yes, but that doesn't mean you break the Boss v. Worker societal rules-
"Happy birthday, Tetsurou." Your voice is shy, it's rarely ever that way and now his cheeks are burning.
"Do-" He doesn't even know what he's asking. He just knows that it's getting closer to his out time in this office and soon you'll clock out too. "A few of my close friends are taking me out tonight. It should be pretty lowkey." Kuroo starts to remember, though, that "lowkey" wasn't the right word for Bokuto. "I- well, it's lowkey for us. We've known each other since we were just kids in high school, they're a bit much though. You don't have to come, it- you're probably tired from work actually, never mind. I shouldn't have assumed you didn't even have plans already though-”
Another first. You blink at Kuroo- Tetsurou- as you watch him stammer and blush, wondering where the cool and confident Boss Kuroo you've worked with all this time is hiding.
"That sounds like fun," you break his misery and offer another kind smile, unknowingly making his heart skip again. "I just have some Excel sheets to fix up and then I'm all set for tonight."
"Okay, he breathes out and watches you quietly close the door behind you as you leave. A smile grows across his face, his belly twists with excitement, and his blush never does fade away.
“Okay!" Kuroo cheers to himself. Now he has to try to not embarrass himself in front of you for the rest of his night…
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a/n: ahhh i originally posted this from my old blog on kuroo's actual birthday. i forgot i even wrote this, i wasn't able to save it before deactivating my old blog and by chance came across it again. so yay!
ao3 link <3
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neon-gin · 5 months
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Celebrating Kuroo~~💖
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dokidoki-muffin · 6 months
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Giving up already? You sure melt easily for a guy who loves to dish out 🙃 . In case you've never thought about Ler Kenma.. You're welcome 🤣😎🔥 I just had to after the last time skip drawing 🤣🤣👌✨ (Uncesored version can be found on DA, link is in my pinned post)
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backpack buddies!!
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lilacxoz · 11 months
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Sneaky Neighbors - Kuroo Tetsurou
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F!reader
Heavy degradation, creampie, cheating!reader, timeskip, semi-publicsex, almost getting caught, spanking, pain, dacryphilia, oral(reader receives), not really mention but drunk sex, you guys are just plain nasty, no beta read we die like daichi.
I am not responsible for people under 18 who read this. minors or ageless bloggers please dni!
Your neighbor was a hot older athlete. He was in his mid twenties while you were just turning nineteen. You knew he was a sports manager, but his muscular and lean body said he did a lot more than that.
You had a boyfriend of three years, but all you could think about was your hot neighbor. You one that was wrong, but the idea of having to sneak around to not get caught thrilled you. Maybe you were sick in the head, but you didn’t care.
You were sitting in the flower field in front of the apartments community garden that you’ve helped curate along with the other older ladies who started the communal space. You had fallen asleep in the flowers from what was supposed to be a relaxing reading session. You woke up to the sound of laughter, looking over to see your hot neighbor sitting on the bench right by you.
“Kuroo I- oh!” You scrambled to your feet, your hot neighbor wearing nothing but a black tank and red sweats. He looked like he had just come from the gym, a gold necklace hanging from his neck.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you, it’s just you were singing in your sleep-“ he couldn’t even finish his sentence before laughing again. A blush forms on your face as you wipe some grass off your face and dress. This wasn’t how you wanted your crush to see you, you felt so embarrassed.
“What’s happening?” You looked over to see your boyfriend walking by from coming home from work, stopping to see the scene. Your boyfriend looked at your face and appearance, putting the puzzle together. “Ohh, she was singing in her sleep again? Yeah, it’s kind of odd..” he says before holding out a hand to you. You look back at Kuroo, his laughter completely gone and replaced with a hard expression.
The next day you prepared a gift basket for your neighbor. Your boyfriend was at work for an extra long shift in the hospital, which meant you had the day and night to yourself. You had planned on getting to know Kuroo better. You knew your real intentions were wrong, but a big part of you just didn’t care.
You wore a white summer dress with blue floral print, tights, and white heels. You walked to the end of the hall to your neighbors place. You knew he was home because you heard him playing music earlier. You brushed off your dress before softly knocking on the worn out white door, the white paint chipped and cracked.
He opened the door a few seconds later, hair wet as he wore nothing but a grey sweatpants. You noticed the tattoo on the side of his torso of a crack of lightning roots, trailing down and under his sweats. You gulped as you met his golden and curious eyes.
“What’s got you at my doorstep?” He asks, a hand on the door frame as he leans on the other side. You tried to hold back a blush, holding out the gift basket containing baked goods and beer. “Baked goods and beer? Where have you been all my life,” he jokes, “why don’t you enjoy them with me?” He lowers his hand, motioning for you to follow him. You do so, your stomach exploding in butterflies.
His place smelt like his expensive cologne, a complete mess but in a good way. He had some clothes on the floor along with a few dirty dishes. His place just looked lived in, and you liked it that way. He took you to the balcony, a soft warm breeze passing by. He set the gift basket on the balcony, handing you one of the White Claws. You both cracked your own cans open, a small smile on his face as he leaned against the balcony.
You tried your best to keep your eyes to yourself, but it was hard when his washboard abs were right in front of you. A small smirk formed on his face as he chugged half the beer. “What made you so kind today?” He asks, his eyes not hiding the way he looks you up and down.
“Just felt kind I guess?” You say, giggling softly. He smiled at your answer, settling his beer down as he crossed his large arms over his chest. You felt like an entire butterfly enclosure was settled in your stomach, a blush taking over your face and ears.
“What’s got you so red in the face?” He points out, almost teasingly as if he already had his own answer for it. You just shrug as he takes a few steps closer to you. “You don’t know? Oh but I think you do,” he says through a smirk. Suddenly, your caged to the wall by his muscular arms in such a way that makes you face him. Your lips were merely inches away, his breath smelling of the sweet beer he just drank.
“We shouldn’t,” you breath out ad your hands slowly train down his body. The rest on his abs, his head tilting as he raises an eyebrow.
“If we shouldn’t,” he leans in close to your ear, “then why are you touching me y/n?” You felt so vulnerable, and the factor of getting caught is what only heightened your arousal. “Oh, don’t tell me,” amusement laces his voice as he says, “does the wrongness of this make you aroused?” He deeply chuckles, “little pervert.”
“I-I’m not a pervert!” You say, looking up to be met with his beautiful eyes. He takes your jaw in his hand, crashing his lips to yours. He takes your breath away with the softness of his lips on yours mixed with the rough and passionate kiss. He skillfully slid his knee between your legs, moving down to kiss at your neck and jaw. You mewled out a moan as you became painfully aware of the second heartbeat between your legs. Your hips moved against his leg, desperately trying to get relief. Your hands rested on his shoulders and he moved further down your body, pulling your dress up as he kisses your stomach and hip. You groaned at the loss of friction from his leg, your breath heavy and unsteady.
He kissed down your thighs until he helped you out of your heels and tights. He looked at your lack of panties, giving you an amused look. “Wow, looks like you knew this would happen, fuckin’ dirty girl.” You only whined in response, his hands gripping onto your thighs as he begins to lick your spit. He helps guide a leg over his shoulder, gaining better access to your soaked pussy.
Your body shivered when he slipped his tongue in all the right places, your hands fisting his jet black locks while your head rolled back. You felt weak in the knees, letting him slowly unravel that deep part inside you. You relaxed against the brick wall, letting the much needed itch you had finally get the attention it needed. Sex with your boyfriend was rare, and when it did happen, he always finished too early and never took the time to pamper you when you did take the time to pamper him.
You felt so close to your euphoric high, body tending up as he helped you get there by pumping his fingers inside you. You let out a whiny series of moans as your body shook against him. You’d never felt so much of an intense orgasm before, your vision momentarily going blank.
He carried you inside, bending you over the kitchen island. You felt a harsh slap to your ass as he kisses your neck. “Tell me how you want it,” he whispers, planting one more slap to your ass.
“Rough and raw,” you breath out, a dark chuckle escaping him. You felt his hand fist your hair as you felt his tip kiss your entrance.
“What a dirty pervert you are, you wanna get fucked rough and raw? Filthy whore.” You only moaned at the degradation, hands curled into fists on the cold counter. You let out a screem-like moan when he bottomed out inside you, completely taken aback at the size of him. Tears fell from your eyes as your mouth watered, he filled you up so nicely and you didn’t know half of the emotions that were crawling from the deepest parts of you.
His brutal thrusts kept your voice loud, your head being yanked back by your hair as he kissed and sucked on your neck. You didn’t care about the hickeys, if anything, it only heightened the fear of getting caught. “Oh god, I-I can’t, oh-“ he slapped your face, a grunt coming from him.
“You won’t speak unless it’s my name or how much better I make you feel than your stupid boyfriend,” he demands. You nod, mascara running down your cheeks as you cried from the pleasure, he let your hair go, your hands quickly taking off your dress over your head. You were completely bare against the cold countertop, your nipples hard pebbles from the contact.
“Kuroo! Ah~ so-so good!” You moaned, legs starting to shake as an orgasm slowly approaches. He helps you through it, bringing a hand down to rub your clit. The added stimulation was the perfect combination for an intense blended orgasm. Your legs shook as you let yourself go, cumming all over his cock as you screamed his name.
“You really are pathetic, cumming all over your neighbor like that? Slut.” You only felt more aroused by his insults. He paused at the sound of a knock on the door. Your heart pounded against your chest as scenarios ran through your head. He smirked, taking you and pushing you up against his front door. Your back was to the door as he held on of your thighs up against his hip. It was a perfect position for him to be able to stick just half of his upper body into view. Your heard pounded as he slowly grinded into you while opening the door. You covered both your hands to your mouth, trying your best to keep in your moans.
“Yaho!” A voice said from the other side, “ready for movie night?” You hear Kuroo groan as his knuckles turn white from how hard he was holding the door. You reach a hand down, fondling his bald which earns a shaky breath from him.
“Kuroo-bro, you okay?” You hear another voice say.
“‘M fuckin’ fine, give me a couple minutes, yeah?” He didn’t wait for a response before slamming the door and you with it. He crashed his lips to yours as he pounded you into oblivion. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, his free hand covering your mouth to muffle your sweet moans,
“Fuck,” he groaned. He knew he couldn’t fuck you against the door without them finding out. They knew of his crush on you and the situation, it would make him look really bad. He slipped out of you, forcefully dragging you to his bathroom. He turns on the shower before placing you on top of the countertops you wrap your legs around his waist as he slips himself back into you. He plants kisses along your jaw and neck as he pounds into you at an inhumane pace. It leaves you breathless, another orgasm forming along with his.
“Baby, ‘ma cum, you’ll let me fill up your dirty pussy?” You just moan, nodding as you let your orgasm take you over. Your legs shake violently against him, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you feel him shoot load after load into you. It takes a minute before you both catch your breaths and he finally detaches from you.
“Get in the shower, I’ll get you clothes for you,” he says.
“What about the guys?” You ask, lips purple and swollen.
“Don’t worry, when you come out I’ll explain your shower broke and you needed to use mine.” You nod, a small smile forming on your face.
“Can we do this more often?” You ask, he nods before slapping your ass.
“You come to me when that cheap asshole can’t make you scream like I can.”
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