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#tooru oikawa smut
intln · 23 days
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AT HIS FEET : bully oikawa
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SKETCH INFO : gn reader, smut, bootriding, bullying, technical voyeurism (oikawa knows issei is there..), kissing, slapping, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, dom oikawa, oral, consented recording, mentioned power imbalance, petnames ( little crow, slut ), degradation, bully oikawa, facefucking, college au/timeskip
nsfw/end divs by : cafekitsune !!!!
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s : he was awful, you didn't even want iwa!
"dont be so.. mean.." You cried on your knees in front of him with your head hung, knowing it would be embarrassing for him to see you. your hands shaking in your lap at every tap of his shoes against the floor. he looked down at you with a soft smile, but the look in his eyes said otherwise. "im being mean? Oh yn, you've got it all wrong!" oikawa laughed, his eyes going back to staring at his phone. you grabbed his knee and raised your head. "i didnt kiss him!" you whined, placing your head on his knees. his hand immediately grasped your hair as he put his phone down, looking down at you as if you had done something wrong. "why not beg for me to believe you?" he said, bending his once straight back to kiss you. "actually, what you can do is ride my shoe!" he smiled, his eyes drifting down to your surprised expression. "You dont have to use your pretty little head for something like this." he whispered, tapping your head. his facial expression changing quicker than you expected it to. "waah.. kawa.. so mean, " you whimpered, tears running down your face as you began to hump his shoe, whining in a mix of pleasure and pain. your hands clutching your shirt while you listened to him talk,
"You're so stupid, it's so cute," he giggled. You could hear the sound of him taking a picture of your tear ridden face. "What if i sent this to the whole school?" he asked, placing his hand on his thigh. "Wait.. please!." You gasped, grinding harder as he shook his foot underneath you. the feeling of his shoe against your barely covered crotch had you reeling. he wanted you to beg for him to touch you. you began to choke on your sobs, "i.. gunna cum, kawa. so close" but he payed no mind to your warning while he untied his shorts, dipping his hand into his underwear. "hold on, stay still ynie" he sighed, you were getting too quiet. "kawa.. " you sniffled, your chest visibly moving as began to cry again "keep crying, slut." oikawa glared, squeezing the fat of your cheeks together. you hiccuped as he stood up "c'mon.. suck me off" he smiled, tapping his cock against your cheek. you stuck your tongue out, giving him access to everything, he placed his hand on your head and pushed you down. the sound of your gagging made him laugh, "everyone is gonna see this.." he said, pulling out and doing it again. you began to cry even more, placing your hands on his thighs, incoherent cries came out of your stuffed mouth as he continued to use you to his liking.
"You.. you're so annoying- uhn.." oikawa moaned, throwing his head back, the hand that was in your hair slapped you softly. "Swirl your tongue, you know what to do." he demanded, annoyed. you wanted him to listen and forgive you, You wanted to cum, he was so mean to you. "Hey! less crying, more sucking." he whined, slapping you harder than before. you closed your eyes and sniffled, trying to do everything he asked you to. he gave up on telling you anything and took it into his hands, fucking your face until you scrambled to get away. "uuhg fuck" You coughed, finally able to breathe. "i tell you this all the time. breathe through your nose!" he slurred, shoving your head back down. as the camera focused, it showcased the tears rolling down your face as you tried to breathe and the way you struggled to suck him off correctly. " you're pathetic. " oikawa grumbled, pushing you away. "i always gotta do the work myself, hum?" he asked, audibly upset. "m' sowwy. i really am, " you sputtered, looking up at him with glossed and fogged over eyes. he threw his phone behind him after he had stopped recording to fuck his own hand. "can't even get proper head.. even mad dog does a better job than you!" he groaned, throwing his head back as he got himself off. his strokes got faster, curses spewing out of his mouth before he painted your face. "ugh, you're beautiful like this, but you aren't good at anything." you shook your head at his mean words, trying to convince him that you weren't useless." i can do somethin i promise, kawa!.." you cried, hands coming up to wipe your tears. "dont touch! let me take a few pictures.. 'kay?" he smirked, watching it drip down your face and onto your chest. He picked his phone back up and took a few close ups of your face, kissing you in the midst of two of them. "see, you're much better when you're quiet like this, like the little mutt you are." oikawa sighed. he picked his shorts up and grabbed his stuff, patting your head. "see ya, slut." he said, walking out of your room, making a dramatic exit. "toru, you bastard.. hic" your breath shook as you wiped your face off, struggling to think. you could still hear him, as quiet as he tried to be, talking to somebody unimportant.
he was too mean, but you liked it.
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lemonlover1110 · 2 years
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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟗
𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
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Pairing: Tooru Oikawa x f!Reader
Warnings: Smut, Dumbification, Vaginal Sex
Kinktober Masterlist
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Tooru Oikawa loves giving back to his fans. He takes pictures with them, signs autographs, hugs them, talks with them, accepts his presents, etc. He’s just the best with his fans. And he proves it to you, someone who claims to be his number one fan.
It was impossible to get past you. Your short little skirt draws a lot of attention to your legs, and your crop top which also happens to be low cut, shows your cleavage. Just how he likes it. He gets your number and invites you to his hotel.
Next thing you knew, he was balls deep inside you. You’re both laying down on his bed, your back’s to him. Your leg lifted up, placed over his hip. It’s only the second round, and you’ve coated his cock with your juices. There’s just so much… He would say too much, but it’s definitely not too much.
It sounds so wet with every single one of his thrusts. The walls of the hotel are thin so he knows that the neighbors can hear– Not that but the little whimpers that leave your lips. You were screaming his name in the first round, but you have calmed down now.
He knows that you weren’t a virgin but he wonders the type of guys you’ve been with. Do they lack stamina or what? Or are you always like this? It seems that no guy has fucked you twice the very same night, but he’ll make sure to make it a custom by the time he’s done with you this week.
“Am I fucking you stupid right now, pretty girl?” He asks, his thrusts picking up speed. It’s very loud how his skin slaps against yours. The neighbors can definitely hear that, but luckily enough the neighbors are just his teammates. They should know what he’s up to anyway. “Answer me, pretty girl. Am I fucking you dumb?”
“Y-Yeah…” You answer. It seems like the only actual word that goes through your mind. You’re focused on the pleasure that the volleyball player you admire is giving you. To think that you’re the lucky fan that caught his attention.
And fuck, he’s so skilled– At least you think he is since you’re fairly naive with topics of sex. At least he knows where the clit is and he knows how to move his fingers, which is something that your previous boyfriends didn’t know.
“You’re so tight.” He mutters. He hears your moans, and your whimpering but he wants more. He knows your brain is barely functioning, so he wants to hear your babbling. “You’re so pretty, aren’t you?”
Your mind is foggy, too focused on his dick that hits just the right spot. He urges you to answer, and you can just yell out, “Yeah…”
“You like this dick? You wanna get fucked by it every night?” The questions keep coming, and you can’t comprehend them. It’s the same answer each time. You could be admitting to a crime for all you care about, it’s not like you’re understanding anything at the moment. Oikawa is just fueling his ego with the questions. “Is yeah the only word you know, you dumb girl?”
“Yeah!” You yell, feeling your orgasm approach as he plays with your clit. You hear a chuckle coming from his lips. He loves this. You sound so stupid. 
Your cunt is squeezing around his cock. You’re just a slutty girl who lets the first guy she sees fuck her dumb. But he’ll do it. He’ll gladly take the spot of the guy who gets to fuck you dumb each time, especially with how pretty you sound by the second round. Not to mention how well your tight little pussy feels around him.
“You gonna let me come in this pussy every night?” He asks, and he receives his answer. You won’t say anything different. Yeah is the only word you know, all other words have been erased from your dictionary.
Your moans get louder and louder as you near another orgasm. You shut your eyes, slightly tilting your head back. Oikawa smirks as the scene before his head goes down to nibble on some of your neck’s skin. He’s spent the last three nights like this, and he loves it.
“Oh- Fuck-” You finally switch up, adding two more words to your vocabulary as your reach your orgasm. Oikawa pulls away, and he chuckles.
“Finally learned some new words, haven’t you, dumb girl?”
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coconutperfume · 1 year
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╰┈➤ 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 would whine his heart out while fucking you, no words can describe the types of noises he makes!
╰┈➤ He's pistoning out of you, over-stimming himself to the point his tip is so red and abused, but he doesn't care how much it hurts, he just wants to keep fucking you.
╰┈➤ It doesn't matter how fucked out you are, begging bo to stop because your little pussy can't take it anymore :(
╰┈➤ "You're doing so good for me baby, just o-one more for me please baby just one more."
╰┈➤ He feels you clench on him when you're about to cum and it just makes him go crazyyy.
╰┈➤ He starts pounding you harder letting out whinish moans wanting to cum.
╰┈➤ In the midst of your orgasm bo starts to cum and it is the prettiest sight! His whines and him spanking your ass is the hottest thing ever while he's cumming!
╰┈➤ he pulls out of your sopping pussy only to see his cum seep out of you which immediately makes him hard again.
╰┈➤ I don't think he meant it when he asked for just one more?
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╰┈➤ 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐔 makes the prettiest angelic moans!
╰┈➤ He's shoving your head down his cock, pulling your hair, moaning at how good you're taking his dick.
╰┈➤ Tooru is going at a brutal pace and you are honestly not sure if you can keep up!
╰┈➤ His moans and praises make your panties so wet! you can't help how turned on you get sucking his pretty cock!
╰┈➤ Toorus moans when he's cumming will FOREVER have an effect on you. They are just so angelic and melodic it can LITERALLY make you cum IMMEDIATELY!!!
╰┈➤ "You did so fucking good for me princess"
╰┈➤ this has you MELTING
╰┈➤ His hand is on your throat pulling you up to kiss you, ever so lovingly.
╰┈➤ You can't wait for the noises he'll make when he's inside you!
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bokuto can fuck me up idc
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blueparadis · 2 years
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▏tastes like honey ▏o.tooru ▏
CWs — female anatomy, she/her pronouns, established relationship, angst & fluff | nipple play, lactation kink, implied breeding kink, soft smut.
precis — oikawa misses his beloved’s touch after coming from mrs.iwa's babyshower.
notes — part of sizzling sextember + sintember. ft envy hosted by my beloved RØME0 ( @romiyaro ) Please check other author's works :>
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It was such a silly mistake to come here without you. The room is filled with people and their joyous chirping makes him so irritated that just gave in to the thought of calling you. His relationship with you is not full of roses and bursts of sunshines like others, especially Iwaizumi.
“Hey, listen! You don’t have to wait for me today. Just have dinner without me…”
“Okay. I’m still at the office so, maybe we could have dinner at some restaurant.”
“Nahh! I won’t be able to make it.”.
As soon as Oikawa ended the call bubbles of regret rippled in his pool of thoughts. That’s not what he wanted to tell. He wanted to tell you how much he missed you during this baby shower, where his desert friend, Iwaizumi, and his wife were standing side by side accepting gifts from guests. The smile that plastered on his friend’s face was different, full of pride.
It has been more than a year since he got married and it is a wonder to Oikawa how he managed to be a dad so easily. It’s not the sex, it’s the responsibility to raise a child which is why he never thought of having a kid. But with that baby bump, a flower crown on her head while she wore a creamy ivory gown sure made him think how you would look in that form. With his baby in you and breasts full of milk.
He finished the drink in one gulp and left the ceremony immediately. Oikawa talked to you about this already, about not having a baby till he was financially ready. He lied since he thought it would be better not to tell you that he is never planning to have one since he thinks he is not capable of being a father. Hence, envy crawled into his heart when he saw his dearest friend bestowed with fatherhood. Can he have that too? Would you listen to him if he changed his mind? Wouldn’t you be a little suspicious?
You did not press him since it was a sensitive matter to you as well. What if there are problems? Problems that could shut out the possibility of having a baby. You did not want to know that, you were not prepared either.
The sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella was far more soothing than the chit-chat of the baby shower ceremony. Oikawa was standing outside your office holding an umbrella in one hand and packed food in the other. What was he thinking?
“Tooru, you are here”, you squealed in excitement as you crossed the road standing beside him. He immediately took you under the umbrella. It is a rare occasion that he is waiting for you outside your office and indeed surprising when he has a packet of foods.
“I was …uh…”, he scratches his head bashfully. Of course, that fool did not prepare anything to say at all. “Bored at the ceremony without me?”, you supplied gaining a grin from him before he quipped, “Well sorta”
You searched your tote bag for your phone to call a cab. Oikawa who was watching you carefully with thoughts that would not stop even if he tried to push them away, thoughts like having his cock buried deep inside you. He kissed your cheek lightly gaining your stern gaze full of utter surprise.
“Let’s walk”, he just doesn’t want to be like this. He thought the more he would delay reaching home, the easier it would be to get rid of those sinful thoughts. He hated how he is contracting himself just because of jealousy. It’s so impulsive, almost like a teen boy in love.
But it did not go as planned as soon as you opened the door, the moment the sound of latchkey faded his lips were crashing on yours with waves of lust and desperation. “Tooru, what’re you…” He was cautious enough to keep the food on the table but threw the umbrella somewhere else as he placed you on the couch.
Oikawa was already nipping your neckline. “I missed you, ya know.” you try to decipher his thoughts with that shaky set of words he just breathed out. You let out a trail of laughs watching him undress in haste. His cock sprung free hard at your display.
“Think, you can take me in ?”, he drawled out grazing your folds with two sets of fingers. You were soaking wet yet not enough to have his hefty cock inside you but he can work on that. He inclined to go for your neckline, chest, and your cleavage. Every time he kissed you, his cock was nudging your entrance, challenging your patience.
Arching a little you guided his cock along your pussy. His lips curved in delight. He just loves how you are hungry for him even though you have been married long enough, and had a fair part of dating to get bored.
“Want me in already?”, he remarks pushing forth his cock full up to the base until he feels his balls hitting your ass cheeks. You gasped at a sudden jolt but it immediately faded away when he started to suck your perked nipples.
Soft moans and feeble pants escaped your lips. Eyes closed in waves of pleasure. You opened your eyes for a moment but he was sucking like a starved man with his eyes closed, humming and moaning tasting your skin.
You winced as he bit the flesh around your nipples. “You’re sucking so hard. toru’ It hurts.”
He pulls out scanning your coy features as you murmur, “It’s not like you can taste …”, you failed to finish your sentence since the thought of ruining this moment by talking about something that is just a mirage.
“Maybe we can change that.”, the moment those words escaped his mouth he winced since being inside you while sucking your nipples was enough to make his cock-tip limp with pre-cum.
You conjectured that he was not going to pull out any sooner when his lips started to suck your breasts again and this time he was holding your hands to not have you squirming underneath him.
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Sexy time with Seijoh boys!
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Fandom:Haikyuu Pairings:Oikawa,Iwaizumi X Fem!reader Genre:Smut Format:Drabble (its more than 100 words but still lol) Warnings:NSFW content,Ass slapping,Fingering,mentions of pet names(baby girl & princess) Word Count:0.4K
A/n:wrote smut drabbles for m'Inarizaki boys,so why not give it a try with these two? :D
Inarizaki Smut Drabble
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↬Hajime Iwaizumi He's not mad at you,or that's what he told you at least; but then why was he slapping your ass so hard,lying on top of you while biting your ear lobe,enjoying the sight of you shivering with pleasure everytime his hands got close to your drooling cunt? he knew that you weren't flirting with his trainees, and he knew that you weren't trying to catch their attention on purpose,and he wasn't mad,but still… you have no right to be this gorgeous. and that was exactly what he told you before cupping your dripping pussy, smiling at your flushed salient cheeks. "whats the matter,baby girl? I havent even touched your cunt and its so wet for me already" "Haji-please,need you inside me…" your pretty voice,your pretty face,your pretty body, how could he even think about turning down the offer? Hajime Iwaizumi was not a fan of watching other peoples suffer,and you were no exception. "just say the word,darling"
↬Tooru Oikawa "T-Tooru..Mhm!" Oikawa didn't respond,he was to busy making out with your pussy to even talk to you,but he would be lying if he'd say that your quivery voice didn't turn him on.He liked it when you called his name,and what better time than when you were sitting on his face,moaning and desperately calling him by his first name,telling him how good his wild tongue felt againt your heated cunt? "let go baby,i wanna hear your pretty voice" he whispered as he got a taste of your juicy clit,gently rubbing his tongue on it to see your reaction,suddenly sucking on it without any warning whan he saw how stubborn you were,trying to hold back your voice. "Sh-shit! ah! Tooru! p-please!" "please what,princess?" he innocently looked up to meet your eyes,half open from the Euphoric feeling you were experiencing.of course he knew what you wanted,but he wasn't done with you yet. not until hes satisfied with swallowing all of your juices. you wanted to tell him how empty you felt without his pretty cock against your walls, how well he was treating you and how lucky you were to have him by your side, but all of your thoughts disappeared from your mind the minute his tongue slipped inside you. "A-ah!!"
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sweetdreamlandstuff · 2 years
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Sweet dreams
NSFW / Minors don’t interact
Pairing: timeskip Tooru Oikawa x female reader
Content: implied cheating, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), fingering, protected sex, penetrative sex
Notes: Because of popular demand (2 Comments lol) here is the second part for Oikawa’s part of this post. You don’t necessarily have to read the first part though (quick summary; he fantasizes about you after seeing you in a hotel bar). Now it’s time for the action haha. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!
Words: approx. 3800 
Oikawa never was a believer in fate. Hard work, steady practice, determination; these were the things that lead him where he is now; a professional volleyball player, a successful man, living a fulfilled life.
But when he sees you again, sitting so prettily in the hotel bar the next evening he enters, he may just change his mind. Maybe there really is some kind of fate, even in his life. 
He notices you’re alone. A slight smile appears on his lips at this realization. So he seizes his chance. Although his legs are tired after the training match today, his strides are long and driven. 
He makes his way towards you, a charming smile on his lips. Your eyes finds his and he watches you rake them over his body before they fix on his eyes again. And there it is again, that smile on your face that makes his chest feel all warm. You shift a little in your seat once he stands in front of your table. 
“Can I join you?” Oikawa asks, his tone polite and straightforward. 
“Uh yeah sure” you answer, a little surprised.
He sits down in front of you. His warm brown eyes trail over your features and he’s baffled that you look even more stunning from up close. 
You break the silence by introducing yourself. Oikawa does the same. For his normal cocky and confident nature this is the first time where he is actually just a little unsure of himself when talking to a woman. You’re just so enticing. And well, he dreamed about you last night (among other things). He really hopes that the next time his palms smooth over your skin, it won’t be a dream.
You both fall into light small talk. He learns that you are staying in the hotel, just like him. And today you are waiting for the man you were here with last night. Upon hearing this Oikawa slightly clenches his jaw. That’s unfortunate, but this won’t stop him. 
“How long have you been waiting?” He asks, his eyes noticing your half-empty wine glass on the table. 
You sigh “About 20 minutes”
“A man should never let a woman wait - especially not such a gorgeous one” he says in a flirtatious way. He leans back into his chair a smirk playing around his lips. 
“I think so too…Oikawa” you utter, propping your head on your hand as a grin stretches across your face. And the way his name drips over your lips is just heavenly. He sees how you’re acting all confident and he loves it because the slight blush on your face shows him; you’re not immune to his charm. Far from it actually. You both look at each other just like that, getting lost in each others eyes before the waiter serves the drink Oikawa has ordered. 
He’s happy when he feels the cool liquid entering his body. Because when his eyes take in your red nails or your delicate hand moving up and down your wine glass he can’t help sinful imagines flooding his mind. Just after a few sips of his drink he feel like he’s floating. But he’s sure, that is probably not due to the alcohol. He feels like he is getting drunk off your presence. 
You both fall back into your small talk. The conversation flows easily. It seems like both of you don’t really care what you talk about. Oikawa has a hard time following your words as he is so caught up with gaping at you. He takes in the way your lush lips move, how you move your hair behind your ear and how your warm laughter vibrates in his chest. He loves the sound of your voice and he can’t help to wonder how this sweet voice would sound, moaning, whimpering and begging for him. 
And you don’t seem to be able to get your eyes off him either. Your half-lidded eyes drinking in his lean figure and broad shoulders hungrily, trailing over his slender fingers again and again. And Oikawa thinks he could sit like that forever, just watching you. But fate isn’t solely on his side. The man who has been with you last evening arrives. And oh boy, he sure isn’t happy to see you sitting here with another man.
His eyes sternly jump between you two, his jaw clenching. You stand up, greeting him with a kiss on his cheek. “What the fuck are you doing with him?” He hisses.
You gulp, feeling the anger that radiates off him. “We were just having a drink” you mutter in a low voice. He only looks down at you with a frown before Oikawa intervenes. 
He stands up and extends his hand “I’m Oikawa Tooru”. Your smile falters on your face when you see the expression on your man’s face. You gulp, shooting Oikawa an apologetic smile when he doesn’t move to extend his hand. You look at him expectantly but he just looks down at you, his face full of anger.
Tooru frowns slightly, trying to keep his smile polite. He raises one eyebrow and chuckles awkwardly “well then…”
He steps closer to you, his hand resting briefly on your lower back as he presses a fleeting kiss on your cheek. 
“It was nice meeting you, y/n” he mutters and his lips briefly hover above your ear as he whispers “I’ll check out the pool. If he’s boring you just come and find me.”
You only look at him flustered, unable to utter a goodbye. You just watch how Oikawa stares at the man next to you, his eyes raking over him smugly. He scoffs quietly and then leaves you two standing there. 
Oikawa is still pissed off when he reaches his hotel room. He didn’t like the way the man was talking to you. And he sure as hell didn’t like the way he looked down at you. A woman like you should be spoiled and treated well. A man who lets you wait for him, a man that gets this insanely jealous simply isn’t good for you. But who is he to judge?
It’s just that after he talked with you, Oikawa is really getting greedy. He simply needs more of you. No amount of dreaming or imagining will be sufficient enough. Not after he was so close to you; seeing the freckles on your face, the way your dress hugs you and your plush lips stained red by your wine. And he wouldn’t be Tooru Oikawa if he wouldn’t get his way somehow now, would he?
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As you put on your bikini you’re still a little unsure if you should do this. You watch yourself in your floor length mirror, tugging at the fabric. You feel the alcohol you drank tonight cursing through your veins, maybe leading you to make a bad decision. But you know, there is no way you’ll find sleep tonight if you don’t follow Oikawa’s invitation. 
You couldn’t sleep peacefully if you knew that a hot stranger awaits you. Well, if he really does, like he said. You gnaw at your bottom lip, trying to decide. But you’ve already put on your bikini so would you really not go? Alone the thought of him, wearing only his swim trunks makes your heart beat faster. 
And when you walk through the floors, heading for the pool you feel excited. It’s already pretty late, nearly midnight. The pool is completely empty. You scan the room, and you feel disappointment wash over you as you take in the vacant space. That is until the water surface breaks. 
Oikawa cuts through the surface, the turquoise water rippling around him. He cuts through the water elegantly, swimming a lap. You feel your heart beating faster upon seeing him. He hasn’t spotted you, so you move, sitting down at the edge of the pool, dipping your legs in. The water’s temperature feels a little cold against your skin. 
He swims the crawl and then comes to a halt, at the edge. His warm hazel eyes spot you and a smile appears on his face. “Were you looking for me?” He questions, grinning at you from the water.
You don’t know why but seeing him look up to you makes your heart flutter in your chest. His breath is heavy, his face flushed. His wet brown hair is sleeked back, droplets of water running down. You can see his broad shoulders over the surface and his slender hands are gripping the edge right next to your thighs. 
You chuckle at his question and mutter a shy “Yes”.
Oikawa gets out of the water and the ease of his movement has you in awe. You see his strong arms lifting him up easily. And you watch his abdomen flexing, his wet skin reflecting the dim light of the pool. You gulp at the sight. You quickly let your gaze flicker back to his face. He positions himself right next to you, his whole body just a few centimeters from yours. 
His eyes rake over your figure. His slender hand takes ahold of the collar of your bathrobe softly “You’re gonna loose that?” He asks with his honeyed voice.
You gulp at his sudden proximity and the tone of his voice. You only nod. You stand up, open the belt and let the robe drop to the floor. His smoldering eyes rake over your body, taking in everything. You tug nervously at your bikini top, as you feel his burning gaze on you. The light of the water paints shadow and light onto your skin. Your skimpy bikini leaves not a lot to Oikawa’s imagination. But he doesn’t want to imagine about you anymore. No more sweet dreams. The real things far better, he is sure of it. Especially now that he has you standing in front of him … like that. 
A satisfied grin is etched onto his face when you sit back next to him. 
“You want to go into the water?” He questions.
“Yeah” you answer, smiling at him. “Let’s have a race” you propose.
He chuckles at your request. “Alright.” 
You both position yourself on the edge, ready to dive in. “3, 2, 1” you count down.
The water feels a little chilly against your body as you cut through the surface. You dive, feeling like time travels differently under water. You come up and swim your lap. You see that Oikawa is far ahead of you, but you’re not surprised. You really didn’t expect to stand a chance against him. He awaits you at the other end of the pool, sitting on one of the stairs. His broad shoulders loom over the water surface as he watches you swim towards him.
He grins at you cockily and you beam right back at him. “I won” he states, mischief glinting in his eyes.
“I’m aware” you answer, standing in front of him, the water up to your waist.
“What’s my prize?” He inquires.
You chuckle to yourself, shaking your head. “There is none, Oikawa”
“Oh really… Can I wish for something?” He pouts. The way his voice goes lower has your heart fluttering in your chest.
“What would you wish for?” You ask, eyes boring into his brown eyes.
His hand slicks back his hair and he hums as if he is thinking. “A kiss” he says with determination. His eyes gaze at you, almost provocatively. 
You shake your head, trying to stop a grin from stretching across your face “I knew it” you mutter.
He cocks up his eyebrow. He gets up, walking through the water to you. He looms over you, his lean figure towering over you. “So?” He prods, his brown eyes peering down at you curiously.
You gulp at the sudden proximity. You can’t resist and let your hand travel over his toned abdomen. You hear him inhale deeply when you touch him. You let your hand rest on his chest and look up at him through your lashes. “Claim your prize” you breathe.
And he does. His lips are soft on yours, his hands moving to rest on your waist as he pulls you closer to him. The kiss is desperate, the longing exploding in the sensation of your tongues moving against each other. His grip on your waist becomes stronger as he lifts you up. You instinctively wrap your legs around his torso and your hands around his neck. 
He swallows your moan when his rough palms grab your ass. The water makes it easy for him to hold you up and you both loose track of time. Kissing each other, hungrily and thoroughly. You let him drag the breath from you until you’re panting. You pull away, watching how Oikawa’s enlarged pupils trail from your lips to your eyes. 
“Let’s go to my room” he rasps. You breathe a yes and you both make your way to his hotel room. 
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Once the door is closed you both fall into each other again, as if the few minutes without your hands on each other left you famished. The kisses are sloppy now, messy even. Now it’s Oikawa that opens your bathrobe, letting it plummet to the floor. Your bikini follows right after. Once he has you naked he pulls away from you to take in the sight before him. His hungry eyes rake over you, admiring your naked form. “Fuck” he mutters, licking his lips in anticipation. You feel your cheeks heating, the look in his eyes borderline feral. 
His eyes find your gaze again and you have to avert your eyes once he looses his clothes. You gulp when you see his hardened cock. You can’t resist and take him into your hand, dragging your hand along his dick. Heat pools in your core, as he throbs under your touch. The need to have him move and shudder inside of you flames through your body. You hear Oikawa’s breath quickening as he observes your delicate fingers moving up and down his cock.
That is until his lips press back onto yours and he takes ahold of you. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist again. He walks over to the bed, never breaking up the kiss as he lays you down on the mattress. 
You feel his dick throbbing against your thigh, his hands smoothing down your sides. He breaks up the kiss, pressing soft kisses on your neck. Your hands nestle into his brown locks as he drops lower. The tingle of his lips against your sensitive skin draws a low moan from you.
“This is your prize” he mutters against your hot skin. His lips latch onto your nipple, sucking softly, while his hand kneads your other breast. Then he dips further down, trailing soft kisses down your stomach until he is positioned between your thighs.
Your breath hitches once you feel his breath fanning over your pussy. And you nearly loose your mind when you see him positioned between your legs, his brown eyes fixed on your dripping folds. 
“I’ve dreamed about this” he murmurs before he licks a long stripe up your pussy. You moan aloud when you feel his tongue against your dripping core. Oikawa groans against you once he tastes you. 
You gasp when his mouth closes around your throbbing clit, sucking harshly. He doesn’t tease you, he’s nearly impatient, although his skilled tongue works thoroughly. 
He thrusts one of his fingers inside of you. Once he feels how wet you are for him, he adds a second one. He thrusts into you while his tongue swirls around your folds. You moan at his touch, your hands fisting the bed sheet, desperately trying to hold onto something. You melt under his touch, your legs trembling once his tongue increases his pace.
Once his fingers move faster you feel the coil in your stomach twisting tighter. His other hand holds onto your thigh, pushing your legs further open for him as they dare to close around his head. The hotel room is filled with your breathless moans and the squelching sound of your pussy. And Oikawa hums against your dripping core, once he feels your pussy fluttering around his slender fingers. He increases the pace of his fingers, sucking now harshly on your clit. You whimper, feeling yourself tipping over the edge. 
Your back arches off the bed as he draws your orgasm from you. And he guides you through the waves crashing over you. Oikawa moans against your pussy, holding your trembling legs in place as he drinks up everything you give him, lapping up every drop of your release. Your moans turns into whimpers once his tongue swirls over your puffy clit teasingly. He takes his fingers out of you and you suddenly feel empty. 
Your head is still spinning when he crawls up to you. You try to ground yourself, your vision getting less blurred once you come down from your high.
He presses soft kisses to your neck, eliciting small sighs from you. His calloused palms smooth over your bare skin, grabbing onto everything. You gasp when you feel his heavy dick throbbing against the plush of your thigh. Your pussy clenches around nothing and you want him inside of you - desperately. 
You nestle your hand into his hair pulling him softly off of your neck. He looks down at you, eyes half-lidded, your arousal glistening on his chin. He drops down to press his lips onto yours. His tongue moves against yours, and he swallows your delirious moan once you taste yourself on him. 
Then you pull away, opening your eyes, looking at him with beseeching eyes. “I want you” you breathe, nearly begging, and a sly smirk appears on his lips as he hears your needy words. 
He moves grabbing a condom that lays on the bed stand next to you. He rips it open with his teeth, while your eyes glaze over his lean body kneeling between your thighs. Oikawa’s eyes drink in your naked form laying underneath him hungrily, his eyes hazed over with lust. He rolls the condom over his throbbing dick and your mouth waters at the sight. 
He is on his way to hover back above you but you have different plans. You sit up, pushing him down gently, your hands appearing so small against his sturdy chest. He lays down on his back as you position yourself on him. 
He raises his eyebrows only slightly, smirking up at you as you straddle him. His hands grab onto your hips and his smug smile is wiped off his face once you lower yourself on his dick. You move slowly and carefully, feeling his large dick stretching you open deliciously.
He curses under his breath “Fuck, you’re so wet” 
You don’t answer him, you’re too busy basking in the feeling of him filling you up. You start to move lazily. His dick nearly moves out of you before you lower yourself again. You watch Oikawa falling apart underneath you; his brown hair disheveled, his soft lips bruised and his jaw hangs agape as his lust-drunk eyes rake over you. He watches your tits move and the way his dick disappears inside of you with each thrust. You are so wet, dripping down his thick cock and balls.
He moves his hands, gripping onto the meat of your ass. He guides you on his throbbing length, urging you to move faster. You do, increasing your pace but your legs are still wobbly from your first orgasm. The faster pace has you panting and when his finger circles over your puffy clit you throw your head back, exposing your slender neck. Your pussy spasms around him once again, as desperate whimpers fall from your lips. 
Oikawa moves underneath you, sitting up slightly as his mouth latches onto your neck, sucking on your delicate skin. You nestle your hands into his hair, your moans falling directly onto his ears. 
He takes ahold of you, flipping you over with ease. You gasp once he has you laying underneath him, the look in his eyes feral. He leaves you no room to breathe before he thrusts into you. Every nerve inside of you feels raw and electric as he ruts against you, short and sharp. He holds onto the headboard of the bed, just to thrust even harder into you. 
The room is filled with the squelching sound of your pussy, the slapping of his skin against yours and both of your depraved sounds of pleasure. 
You hold onto him, burying your nails into his back, feeling his back muscles work under your hand. You watch him fucking you, his mouth hangs agape and his expression gets increasingly more desperate with each thrust. 
Oikawa finds your gaze and his lips curl into a sly smile. His low and taunting voice makes a shiver run down your body. “Can he make you feel like this? Is he fucking you like this?”
You gasp at his lewd words. “Oikawa” you whimper.
He chuckles cruelly, taking ahold of your legs to hook them over his shoulders. “That’s not an answer. Try again, y/n” he mutters, gritting his teeth once he plunges his throbbing length even deeper inside of you.
The change of position has you already in a daze, your eyes threatening to close. You gulp, trying to find your bearings to answer him.
“No” you mutter, your nails digging deeper into the muscles on his back, as you spasm around his throbbing length “Only you” you breathe.
“Say my name” he groans, his thrust becoming faster and harder.
You feel the coil in your stomach tightening one again and when it snaps his name falls off your lips. “Tooru” you moan deliriously, as he fucks you through your orgasm. Your mind goes blank, his name the only thing you have left to say. Your nails rake down his back as your sight grows hazy. 
You hear him groaning, low and breathless, as you greedily clench around him. His name dripping from your lips repeatedly pushes him over the edge. He cums, long and hard, his dick pulsing deep inside of you, a string of curses dropping on your ears. 
He collapses onto you, out of breath. You hug him against you, your hand soothing over this muscular back, where your nails raked over just a few seconds ago. He nuzzles into your neck, his hand soothing over your side before he comes back up. He slips out of you, causing you both to sigh in unison. 
Oikawa peers down at you, his fucked-out appearance makes you smile. His warm eyes trail over your features before they fix on your eyes again. “That was even better than in my dreams” he pants.
You furrow your brows. “You’ve dreamed about me?” You ask breathlessly, your heart beating hard against your ribcage.
His chest vibrates on you as he laughs lightly. Then he grins down at you, his eyes glinting with mischief “You have no idea” he mumbles.
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yuyuske · 2 years
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Oikawa Tooru- I Need You
short summary- Oikawa Tooru never fails to reassure you on the nights when you feel less than enough for your beloved
warnings- smut(mdni), shower sex, intimate sex, pet names(love, baby), limited cursing, touch of angst, praise
You and Tooru have been together for a while. He’s continued to love you more than anything, and you do him. But loving Tooru meant loving all the parts that make him who he is, like the perfectionist mindset when playing volleyball, and the nights spent alone in your shared bed while Tooru strategizes about gameplay through watching reruns of his previous matches. The fans loved your Tooru too. The girls would die for him because of his gorgeous looks, and God, your Tooru was gorgeous. The doubts and insecurities didn’t come often, but when they did, they grew overbearing. And still, Tooru never failed to reassure his love for you on those nights, time and time again.
The nights when you felt less than enough for your beloved.
The nights when he showed you who he truly belonged to.
Those nights, his love for you burned hotter than fire.
Tonight was one of those nights.
Your eyes were glued to the gym floor as Tooru took his time carefully fending off the usual flock of girls after his final match. As you waited by the door, butterflies swarmed around in your stomach. You hated these anxious moments. Tooru was beautiful and charming. He was a man of perfection. You had no idea why you ever thought you were good enough for perfection, and yet, perfection continued to choose you. Tooru, chose you.
“Baby.”
You glanced up, startled by the deep, familiar voice of your boyfriend.
“Hi Tooru.” The gym floor looked glassier than before.
“Why won’t you look at me, love?”
As he led your gaze up to his beautiful brown eyes with his index finger, he saw the look on your face. The tears that threatened to spill from your eyes. And then, he knew exactly what was wrong. He knew how often you became so lost in the spiral of your own thoughts. He reached for your hand, holding it delicately but firmly, and you immediately latched onto your boyfriend.
“Let’s go.”
“Okay.”
After Tooru led you to the passenger side of his car, he quickly made his way to the driver’s side. The ride home was quiet. Tooru gripped your thigh for the duration of it, occasionally rubbing his thumb in small, reassuring circles.
When you got home, he led you to your bedroom and made his way to the bathroom. You stopped in the doorway.
“Why are you with me, Tooru?”
He stared at you, finally rendered speechless. He looked wounded by your words.
“You could be with anyone you want, but, you choose to be with me. I just don’t get it. Why?”
“Come here.”
You walked over hesitantly, and he slowly reached down, picking you up by the backs of your thighs and setting you down on the counter as he remained in front of you, that soft hand rubbing circles on your thigh again, reassuringly.
He always did this, picking you up when you desperately wanted to sink into the floor, and sitting you in front of him so that you couldn’t miss the vulnerability in his eyes as he talked to you.
Your perfect, sincere Tooru.
“You need to remember what you are to me, what we are to each other, and I’m going to help remind you.”
He began kissing you feverishly. One of his hands found yours and the other raced to your hair, pulling you tighter against him.
His desperation hid in plain sight.
You both needed this.
When he finally broke away, he turned the shower on and began undressing himself. When only his boxers were left, he walked back over to you.
“This—he grabbed your hand and ran it down his chest, to his heart—is yours.”
He looked into your eyes with so much honesty that it made you want him to take you right there on that bathroom counter.
His hands slowly ran along your waist, dipping in at your hips, and kept moving up until he placed one on your cheek as you fell victim yet again to those entrancing eyes of his.
“And you are mine.”
He pressed his lips against yours once more as he helped you out of your clothes and pulled you into the shower with him.
The warm water felt so welcoming on your cold skin. You couldn’t help but close your eyes and lean your head back at the sensation, leaving an opening for Tooru to kiss along your neck.
“Turn around for me, love.”
You obeyed his words and leaned the front of your body against the clean glass of the shower. He pumped himself a few times, holding back the urge to keep going because he’d rather feel you around him instead.
“T-Tooru, it’s too mu-”
“I know it is love, but please, take it for me. I need you to take it for me”
He slowly began to push himself inside you, his breath stuttering at your impossible warmth.
“S-shit, no matter how many times, always s-so fucking tight”
“T-Tooru”
He set an agonizingly slow pace, pushing in deeper with every thrust, leaving you whiny and breathless.
“F-faster, Tooru”
“Yeah? It’s yours, love”
As Tooru sped up, the oversensitivity became too much for you. You began to pull away from the overwhelming pleasure, jerking your hips, but Tooru gripped onto you tightly and intertwined his fingers with yours on the shower glass, pinning you there.
“Please don’t run baby, want you to f-feel this”
“I c-can’t-”
“W-want you to remember how I fill your most empty parts. Remember my imprint inside you from the countless times we’ve made love. I want you to remember that the—Jesus—that the love you give me is the only love I’ll ever want.”
Hearing the words your lover shared with you, your tears couldn’t be stopped. His passion and desire began to burn within you too, and all you could do was feel as it pushed you over the edge.
“T-Tooru I-”
“Shh it’s okay love, that’s it, c-can feel you”
As you came undone, he never slowed his hips, chasing after a release that he could only find with you. He finished inside you, proudly claiming you as his. The water from the shower was endless that night, as it drizzled down his hand that continued to hold yours against the glass.
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asena-graywolf · 1 year
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You’re My Slave Now ||
For a week Oikawa asked you to post nude pictures. As much as you hate what you're in, it may be enough to find yourself defending yourself on the disciplinary board.
"Yes sweetie. Now go to the bathroom and take off your clothes. Take a selfie in underwear first, then an front of mirror. I want to see your sexy body"
"What is that? Are you getting horny every second? Am I obliged to satisfy your sexual hunger?”
You replied angrily
"You know best. The time I take while smoking does not take even a minute that I describe to the teacher”
“You scumbag! I'm tired of taking the same risks every time."
“It is… throw away the pictures. I am waiting"
From his answer it seemed that he didn't care about you at all, that he was just after the photos you were going to post.
You went to the bathroom and the door was locked. You undressed until you were left with only underwear. She was wearing a sexy lingerie set and you took a few shots next to her in the bathroom mirror
It took seconds for the word seen after hitting Oikawa to appear
"Oh! I can't believe it! I'd die for this body. I want to lick her place. I'd been there and I'd fuck you all over baby"
"Pervert! You are nothing but a pervert! Your only thoughts are to fuck me"
Don’t welcome him. You will live, promise to obey my orders. Now obey! Take off your underwear. Take a few more poses like before—this time wide open.”
“Okay damn you! Just shut your mouth"
“Well done for my well-behaved obedient sitting”
You took and sent a few completely nude poses as Oikawa requested
“You have such a beautiful body, y/n-chan. Swipe groups until those hips bruise. Your hips should bend in front of my dick"
“What else, you bastard! ignoring your immoral behavior in the message you wrote "Tell me what to do"
“What's next? Something to get my dick off…hmm let's see. Gotcha! Take a pic of your pussy. I want to see how wet it is"
Oikawa was most obsessed with his body. Seeing the wet state of your cunt constantly
“Oh Oikawa-kun! What do you wanna from my poor cunt?”
“What establishment am I do but to fuck that sweet cunt? My cock might be proper for your cunt.”
“You horny motherfucker!”
“I love you too honey! Lemme have it!”
You hate the wavelength with you, the fact that you don't know how to give up even though you hate him so much.
You sit on the toilet and spread your legs. When you put two fingers down your clitoris, you noticed a wetness on your fingertips.
Apparently, your body needed it, even if you didn't want it. Your pussy wanna being fucked.
You gathered the wetness towards your clit and spread it all over. Now you're the realization of a landscape as Oikawa wanted
You took a picture after making sure the camera would show all the wetness and every line of your pussy. You checked before sending
Your wet pussy was shining. Oikawa would definitely jerk off in front of this picture until morning
As soon as he sent it, he immediately opened his message and replied
“God! You are all drenched! Maybe you don't want it, but your pussy does. It's obviously something your body desires to be fucked y/n-chan"
“Fuck me if it's enough for you to keep your mouth shut and not revealing that I smoke. You always make it clear that you want to fuck me. Fuck me relax too"
“I will do it anyway. Instead of a photo of you smoking, I could expose your nude pictures to anyone at school. Believe me, this would be a more disgraceful situation. You can't find a solution”"
"Dont you dare! You can’t do this!"
“On one condition. If you have sex with me in the locker room after practice next week, all these pictures and conversations will remain a secret between us. Otherwise, I will send all the pictures of the volleyball team to Whatsapp group right now. Then not only me but everyone will want to fuck you like a slut. You won't be able to go out in public! Not to come to school, you will not even be able to walk on the street. Look, what will your family and friends think of you then? You're going to be a completely disgraced vile."
He had a lot of leverage with you, and when you disobeyed him, it was only a matter of time before he revealed them. That's why you were always on edge. You were afraid of making the slightest wrong move towards him.
“You are such a son of a bitch Oikawa! OK damn it. Do whatever you want!"
You wrote with trembling fingers. It was as if all the blood had pooled on his face
“Damn bastard!” you were told
"Nice! We are not done yet”
"What more do you want for God's sake?"
“Make a video of you masturbating. I want to hear your moans. When I play with your clitoris, I should also see how wet it is and how it swells. And then shake those hips in front of the camera.”
"A murrain on you!"
You did everything he said. You masturbated to yourself until you ejaculated. But there was something strange. Why were you fingering yourself imagining Oikawa masturbating to you? The thought turned you on even more and made you squirt when you ejaculated the last time.
You sent the first video. You are prepared for the second. You put on your sexy g-string underwear and racy bra. You set the phone to an angle that could capture your hips more clearly, and you started shaking your hips in front of the camera.
Those hips that Oikawa had fainted were swaying from side to side in such a way as to trigger too much sexual lust.
After you filmed the video of you shaking your hips, you got dressed. You also sent the second video.
“I was just ejaculated y/n-chan.”
"It's not funny"
You sulked while replying
“Now I'm playing the second video you made. How those hips sway…God I want to fuck them. I want to cum all over. Oh, by the way, you say you hate me at every opportunity, but you do what I ask you to do with great enthusiasm"
"Shut up!"
Even though you yelled at him hard, he didn't give a damn about it.
“I can see how eager you are for me in the pictures and videos you posted, and yet you still hate me? Would you do all this for anyone else, baby?"
“I already hate you. Don't think I'm giving in to your threats just because I'm doing what you want!”
"Really? Then you would prefer that I expose all your nude pictures and videos to the whole school?”
“Enough Oikawa! Same old story again and every time! I'm sick of that anymore!"
Even if you were angry, Oikawa never cared. He was enjoying taking advantage of you.
“I'm looking forward to the day I'll give you a good fuck, baby. Get some sleep now. I'm waiting for more hot pictures tomorrow"
“Flake down, you scumbag!” you wrote your last message
You put your phone back on the nightstand and pull the duvet over your head. You cursed Oikawa with every curse you could think of.
You really hated doing this, but for some reason, imagining Oikawa screwing you right now made your panties wet even more.
What you refused, your body wanted like crazy. You didn't know what to do
This situation continued for a week. At school you avoided eye contact with Oikawa as much as possible. You hated the way he looked at you. Wherever you went, the infamous moments you and Oikawa had on the internet would haunt you. You were almost his slave. as well as voluntarily
One day he sat next to her in the dining hall. There were so many empty places, but he deliberately came and sat next to you. You told him to go quietly. But she didn't listen. Unbeknownst to anyone, she touched her bare leg with her hand, then slipped her hand under her skirt. This sudden move made you startle.
“Oikawa! Stop that!” you whispered
You suddenly felt a pressure on your clitoris. You were hurt, and you had a hard time not jumping up and screaming.
"What the hell are you doing!? Get out of here or I'll shout" you said angrily
“You are wet again. Tell me why is this pussy always wet? Do you want me too? I'm drooling over the pictures you send me every day. My semen stock will run out soon”
Oikawa had whispered these nasty words in his ear. You were completely red from your face to your ears
"Zip it! Don't do it here! Someone will see”
“I want to fuck you y/n-chan. I have to see that hot chick inside tonight."
You elbowed his body close to you away from you and got up from there and sat at another table.
People who saw you like that with Oikawa even asked if the two of you were dating. You passed them off by giving satisfactory answers. But Oikawa wasn't sitting still, and everyone at school was starting to suspect that something was going on between you.
For a week, you did camera sex, nude pictures, masturbation during a video call, puss, breast and hip pictures, sexy dances in front of the camera and many more.
In the course of time, being Oikawa's slave had become your pleasure. You were able to suppress the feeling of hatred inside you. Deep down you longed for Oikawa to fuck you hard
You asked him candidly before going to bed that night
“Oikawa-san? How long will this go on like this?”
“Do you really want all this to end? However, we were having a great time.”
“If I have real sex with you, will you delete all the photos and videos I sent you? I'll have sex with you if that's what you want. Just delete the photos"
"True. What I really want is to have sex with you. Fucking you until you scream and cry. If I see you crying from pleasure and pain, if I can ejaculate on your wet pussy that I've always dreamed of, then I'll leave you alone. I will delete those photos and videos in front of your eyes. I will never bother you again.”
“Then we agreed. Let's meet on Monday after practice"
"Ok. Meet me in the shower stalls of the locker room. Let's have sex for the first and last time. I want to enjoy it, even if it's a one-time thing."
"Okay. Good night” You said and went to bed and went to sleep.
You finally get rid of this trouble.
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koutarostiddies · 2 years
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Aftershock
Pt 2 to the "I Hate You..." fic
CW: Fingering (f!receiving), oral (f!receiving)
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Waking up early in the morning wasn’t your favorite thing. In fact, that's precisely why you picked to work afternoons and why you had blackout curtains. It wasn't an alarm that woke you, or even the way Tooru pulled you closer as he mumbled something in his sleep. It was the constant barrage of texts coming from his phone.
"Dammit Tooru, why didn't you silence your phone?" You mostly asked yourself. You looked at your bedside table only to see your phone's screen light up. "God dammit it must be the guys."
You started to pull away but Tooru only pulled you closer, whining like a child. "No." You could practically hear his pout.
"Tooru, our phones are going crazy. At least let me see what they want."
"Fine," he grumbled as he kissed your neck. "If you give me any more hickies I'll kill you."
"But you like them."
"No I don't."
"Hmm, I don't know. You sure moaned a lot when I was sucking on it."
"Shut up."
"Don't wanna" Tooru pressed another kiss to your neck before he started to suck on it. "Fuck, Tooru, I'm gonna look like a fucking leopard."
"Yeah, but at least it will be a leopard that had a good time." His hand slowly slid down your belly to in between your thighs. Your breath caught as he gently rubbed circles over your clit. "How about a good wake up session?" But before you could answer him his phone began to ring.
"You should answer that."
"'M busy" he slipped a finger past your folds, laughing in your ear as you inhaled sharply. He watched you tense up as he rolled his hips against your ass, his already leaking cock pressed against you hoping for some relief.
"Damn you. Can I at least check my phone? If I don't say something they'll never stop."
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You held your phone for a while longer debating on whether or not to text Makki. Whatever happened the day before with Tooru definitely seemed like it would mature into something more than a reckless hook up.
As you selected his contact info you could feel the mattress shift as Tooru reached over for his phone. “Shit, Iwa-chan really seems pissed.”
“You sure love to piss people off, Tooru.”
“Yeah, but everything always works out in the end.” “Are you telling me you fuck everyone to appease them,” you laugh as you start to type out your message to Makki. “No, just you, sweetheart.”
“I’m flattered. Guess it’s time for me to bite the bullet with Hiro.”
“Good luck.”
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“Hiro knows.”
“What do you mean he knows?” Tooru peered over your shoulder to read your exchange.
“Well, guess I don’t need to tell him. Guess it’s my turn to respond to my messages.” Tooru grumbled as he finally decided to respond to Hajime.
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“Hey, I have to meet up with the guys in about thirty minutes. Is it okay if I have a quick little meal?” Tooru’s question seemed innocent enough until you met his gaze. He started to move down the mattress, never breaking eye contact. “Well?”
“Fine,” you shivered as he caressed your legs. He smiled up at you as he slowly parted them and started to kiss his way up your inner thigh. Your breath caught as you felt his nose nudge your clit. One thing you never expected from him was for him to be so focused on your pleasure. Yes he was smug, but he wanted nothing more than to make you see stars as he made you cum around his tongue.
Your fingers raked through his soft hair as his tongue slipped past your folds. “Shit, Tooru.” Your eyes screwed shut as he began to suck on your clit. You were already so close to coming, you wanted to savor it a little bit longer but he was Hell bent on making you gush around him again. “Fuck, cumming. Tooru, fuck…right there.” Tooru hummed around your clit finally pushing you over the edge.
Your body shook harder than you had expected it to and the trip back down was overwhelming to say the least. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Tooru’s concern brought a smile to your face. “Yeah, just give me a moment,” you closed your eyes, the aftershock of your orgasm still sending tremors through your body. You felt the mattress shift as Tooru crawled towards you. “You want me to stay?” He pulled the blanket up and over you and pulled you closer to him. “They’ll be suspicious, ‘Ru. Besides, the last thing I need is for the rest of them to find out through Hiro.”
Tooru pulled you closer and pressed a few kisses to your lips. “I know now may not be the time, but do you want to try dating?” He watched you intently as you mulled over his question. The longer you took the more he started to fidget. What he didn’t know was that you were intentionally delaying your answer – it was only fair for you to fuck with him as well. “It’s okay, you don’t have to answer right away. I mean it’s pretty sudden and –” You pulled him closer and kissed him, deepening it as his hands wandered. “Is that a yes,” he asked as he pulled away. “Yeah.”
“I knew I’d win you over.” Tooru kissed your nose before nuzzling against you. “Yeah, whatever.” You looked over at the clock and frowned. “‘Ru, I think you should get ready before Hajime bombards you with texts again.”
“You know you only make it hard to leave.”
“It’s not like you won’t see me again.”
“Does that mean I can swing by afterwards?” Tooru’s smile grew as you nodded. The good news seemed to reinvigorate the setter as he jumped out of the bed and started picking up his clothes. You sat up in bed and watched as he got dressed. You had to admit, it was a damn shame seeing him in his clothes again. You searched your floor for the clothes that were discarded the night before, after your pre-sleep sexcapade.
“Here,” Tooru threw some of your clothes at you. You furrowed your brow wondering how they managed to get on the other side of your room. “Thanks”. As you started to slip into your clothes you heard someone knocking on your door.
“Shit, you think it’s one of your neighbors complaining about us?”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Tooru.”
“Hey, I wasn’t the one screaming out ‘I’m cumming’.”
“Like Hell you weren’t.”
“I’ll grab it for you.” You thanked Tooru and continued to search your bedroom for the remainder of your pajamas.
What Tooru was expecting when he opened the door was a little old lady upset that the young couple next door ruined her sleep as they enjoyed each other the night before. What he wasn’t expecting was his three friends standing at your door.
“I fucking knew it,” Iwaizumi exclaimed. “I figured with some coaxing she’d forgive you, but I was never expecting her to fuck you.”
“I told you I’d grow on her.”
“‘Ru, who is it?” You came up from behind him only to be faced with three familiar faces, none of which were your neighbors’.
“‘Ru? You guys literally just slept together and are already at the pet name stage?” Iwaizumi pushed his way past Tooru – Makki and Mattsun following behind.
“Sure, come in,” you groaned as they walked past.
“I see he did some damage.” Makki smirked as he looked at your neck. You blushed when you realized just how marked up you were. You wanted to be swallowed up by the ground and avoid the interrogation from your friends.
“On one hand I’m happy you two are getting along again, but on the other hand, did you have to go this far?”
“It’s not like we planned this, Haji,” you frowned. Iwaizumi sighed as his eyes settled on your neck. Despite his harsh tone you knew Iwaizumi was just looking out for the both of you. You also knew that this would just give him more reason to fuck with Tooru.
“Well, I’m glad that y/n didn’t kill you and that Mattsun didn’t have to perform an autopsy and fudge things around to make her look innocent.”
“What the Hell?” Tooru didn’t even know what to make of Iwaizumi’s comment.
“See you around, y/n and sorry for just stopping by like this. Just wanted to confirm my suspicions.” He walked past you, patting your shoulder as he did. “Oh, and you should probably find a way to cover up all those hickies.” He looked back at you and smiled. “You coming, Shittykawa?”
“Yeah.” Tooru quickly followed behind his friends. “Oh, hold on.” He turned back around and grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him. “See you later, sweetheart.” He leaned in for another kiss, smirking against your lips as he heard Iwaizumi complain.
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xenclev · 1 year
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Listen, y'all. Tell me what we're thinking about Stripper!MSBY Black Jackals. Mainly Atsumu... how do we feel about Stripper!Atsumu?
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tojisprettywife · 1 month
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{note: i rewrote this, with b.s.t (hope someone gets the reference 🧍🏻‍♀️) anyway i cried, it got deleted first. i’m sleepy, hopefully it’s okay. minors DNI.}
warnings: smut. characters! m! x f! reader. characters are aged up to 21.
inexperienced men. who for the very first time feel, what a pussy feels like. your gummy, warm walls clenching around his throbbing cock. the way he clenches his jaw and gritting his teeth, to regain composure from cumming almost immediately. “f-fuck…so tight ..”. your pulsing soft walls suck his cock in, barely holding himself up. the way his soft, silky locks fall on your chest as he’s hunched over you. only gasps, curses and more whimpers slipping out of his lips. “so.. t—tight.. shit..”. pushing his full length into, till the base, gripping the plush of your hips, a bit too hard, in meek attempts to stop himself from painting your tight walls white. after what seems like forever, he slowly moves his hips, each stroke, sending shivers down his spine. he leans down to kiss you, again in attempts to keep him from moaning loud. he pushes his tongue into your mouth, his tongue lapping yours. but soon, the kissing gets sloppy, saliva dripping down both your chins. he leans down, burying his face into the crook of your neck. his teeth grazing the base of your neck, as his hips erratically, in haste buck against yours. the sound of his balls slapping against your ass, filling the room combined with his little whimpers and yours. “i-i’m cum-ming… f-fuck” he buries himself to the hilt, pushes himself even deeper, his tip bruising your cervix. his eyes squeezed shut, biting down your shoulder lightly. his cock, pumping ropes of milky, sticky cum. his cock twitching inside you, panting against your neck. just as he catches his breath, your walls convulse around his twitching cock, overstimulating. “o- fuckkk.. f..ck” barely able to form coherent sentences, slurring his words. burying his face into the pillow, beside your head, to stifle his moans. muffled moans, teary eyes as one hand gripped your waist tightly, bruising them lightly and the other hand gripping the sheets, crumpling them. his first feel of a vaginal orgasm. he presses soft kisses from your jawline to your neck, “it feels… so good.. one more time?.. please baby?..”. no longer will his hands suffice for him, as he felt what heaven feels like, you.
~ Choso Kamo, Gojo Satoru, Oikawa Toru, Nagi Seishiro, Inumaki Toge, Miya Atsumu, Naoya Zenin, Yuuji Itadori, Kageyama Tobio + whoever you want 😵‍💫
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teamatsumu · 8 months
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kinktober 2023 - haikyuu edition
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So here is the complete masterlist i did for kinktober 2023, and it is an all haikyuu special! I’m excited to share all these with you and I hope you like them!
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Day 1: THIGH RIDING - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 2: THREESOME - Bokuto Koutaro x reader x Akaashi Keiji
Day 3: PHONE SEX - Oikawa Tooru x reader
Day 4: SHOWER/TUB - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 5: MUTUAL MASTURBATION - Kageyama Tobio x reader
Day 6: ORAL - Terushima Yuuji x reader
Day 7: ORGASM DENIAL - Matsukawa Issei x reader
Day 8: DOMINATION - Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader
Day 9: SKINNY DIPPING - Hinata Shoyo x reader
Day 10: VIDEO TAPING - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 11: STRANGERS - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 12: PUBLIC PLAY - Tendou Satori x reader
Day 13: GROUP SEX - Seijoh 4 x reader
Day 14: AGE DIFFERENCE - Ukai Keishin x reader
Day 15: MORNING SEX - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 16: DADDY - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 17: DIRTY TALK - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 18: HAIR PULLING - Kozume Kenma x reader
Day 19: SPANKING - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 20: SCRATCHING - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 21: WINDOW - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 22: KNOT - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 23: VOYEURISM - Kageyama Tobio x reader x Oikawa Tooru
Day 24: CAR - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 25: COCKWARMING - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Day 26: DEGRADATION - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 27: HATE SEX - Kuroo Tetsuro x reader
Day 28: DOUBLE PENETRATION - Kita Shinsuke x reader x Miya Osamu
Day 29: BRAT TAMING - Kita Shinsuke x reader
Day 30: OVERSTIMULATION - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Day 31: BREEDING KINK - Miya Osamu x reader
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utahimeow · 1 year
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ok for your kink game, tooru + “just the tip”….
cw — nsfw content minors dni. f!reader, smut, established relationship, super fluffy
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“please, let me put it in?” tooru’s face is nestled into your neck as he whines. he nibbles at your neck–a fiend, his arms wrapped tight around your waist to keep you flush against his body as the sun rises outside.
“tooru, i have to be up–” you glance at the clock on your bedside table. “–five minutes ago. i can’t be late for work again.”
“just the tip? please? need to feel you,” he sighs, teasing his erection against your ass, whimpering pathetically when cloth gets in the way.
you curse the way he has you clenching around nothing, no doubt dripping from the way he grinds his bulge against you. “…fine. just the tip.”
it’s not uncommon for your pretty boyfriend to cause your morals to vanish. unfortunately for you, his silky voice and sparkly brown eyes and soft pink lips are just too hard to resist. but also you’d be stupid to deny him, with his sculpted body and his muscled arms and–well, his perfect dick.
tooru tugs his pajama pants down his legs, pumping his leaking cock as he pulls your panties aside, always grateful for your choice to wear no more than an oversized shirt and underwear to bed. he dips a finger into your hole, grinning when your wet walls clamp around him instantly.
“tooru…” you breathe, but it’s more of a moan than the warning you were trying to give.
“still need to get you ready, angel,” he coos, pressing soft kisses to your neck that have your heavy eyes fluttering shut.
when he’s satisfied with his prepping you, he shifts forward, dragging the head of his cock through your sopping folds, eliciting a whimpered plea from you. he grins like the asshole he is, but he’s reminded that he’s just as needy as you are when you grind your hips back against him. his tip catches your entrance and it’s enough to make him moan.
“c’mon tooru… quit teasing,” you say, still in a battle between sleep and consciousness.
he slides in–just his tip–and both of you sigh in unison from the somewhat relief. he drags it in and out, in and out, slow and steady, hardly enough to get either of you off.
there are times where you would appreciate this. the contact, the intimacy, the warmth of your boyfriend connected with you. right now though, you need release.
“more, tooru, need more,” you beg, your hand reaching back until it lands in his curls, all messy and askew.
“yeah?” he mumbles into your shoulder, grinding his hips a little harder. you think he’s probably about halfway in now, but the feeling of his fingers drifting beneath your shirt and landing on your soft nipples melts away your urge to argue.
each of his thrusts feeds the growing flame in your stomach, making your limbs go lax as you turn pliant for him. he peppers kisses over your neck, your jaw, your temple, desperate to be even closer to you, to melt into you.
before long, he’s burying himself to the hilt with each stroke, but you’re too close to care. and when his fingers reach between your soft thighs to play with your clit, you cry and gasp, clinging to his arm as he fucks you through your orgasm. he follows not long after, filling you up with warm ropes of cum and tiny gasps in your ear.
you should have known this was tooru’s plan all along, really, but it was over the moment you realised you were already late and did nothing about it. needless to say, you called in sick to work that day.
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