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practice lasted longer than you were expecting, a few hours longer actually. it was frustrating but asahi promised to walk you home tonight, so you stuck around and got some work done. you must have zoned out at some point, you hadn’t realized how much time passed until you heard you name beign called.
“see you later, y/n!” sugawara shouts across the gym. the first and second years must have left already. “make sure our ace gets home safe,” daichi teases, waving goodbye. you wave back as the two of them leave the gym, leaving just you and asahi. it must be his turn to lock up.
he jogs over to you, giving you a soft, sweaty kiss. “sorry it took so long. let me shower and i’ll take you home, sweetie.” he says against your lips. grabbing his gym bag, asahi heads to the locker room. your mind starts wandering as he crosses the room and an idea pops in your head.
asahi looks so cute after he showers. he’s sitting on a bench with a towel wrapped around his waist, drying his hair with a second one. it was foggy in the locker room so he hasn’t noticed you yet. you crept into the room and kneeled when you eventually got close to him. he jumped when he felt your hands on his knees.
“baby? you scared me! what’re you doing?” but when he sees that smile on your face, the one you always give him before you initiate “sexy time” (that’s literally what he calls it i-) his face is turning a deep red. “here?” he notices your eyes darkening.
“you’ve been working so hard, babe” your hands inching closer to the towel by his waist. “i just wanna help you relax.” how did you end up with someone like asahi? he was so cute and innocent, it made situations like this all the more fun for you.
asahi doesn’t make any attempts to stop you as you move the towel to the side. “sweetie, you don’t have to,” he says, shivering when he feels your hand wrap around his cock.
“but i want to, sahi” you lean forward, pressing soft kisses to his tip. “do you want me to?” you feel asahi’s fingers in your hair, cradling your face and all you can think is, oh, yes he does.
you stroke his cock before taking his length into your mouth. asahi rarely lets you go down on him, he prefers to do it to you instead but catching him alone after practice was too good to pass up. you’ve got him right where you want him, and there’s nothing better than having him come undone from your touch.
“so pretty like this,” he whines, hands gripping the bench as he wills himself not to fuck your throat. you wish he would if you were being honest but you don’t want to push him anymore than you already have. asahi stares down at you, he wasn’t sure what prompted you to do this, especially in the locker room. but your mouth was so heavenly, he couldn’t bring himself to complain.
your boyfriend gasps above you, signaling he’s about to cum. you’re about to finish him off, wanting to feel him release in your mouth but instead he pushes you off of him. there’s a string of saliva connecting you to the tip of his cock. you should’ve guessed he’d do this. asahi never likes cumming on you, finding it too degrading.
“need to be in you, pretty.” he says, reaching for you. maybe next time, you think as you pull your panties down and lift your skirt up. it doesn’t take long for you to sink down on asahi’s cock, both of you groaning when your hips meet. “ahhh, why do you do this to me, baby” he shudders, instinctively thrusting up into you.
this wasn’t how you originally planned but there’s no complaints on your end. getting fucked by asahi’s massive dick was a reward you never deserved, what with the way you were always trying to corrupt him. “just wanted you to feel good, sahi.” your hands reach into his soft hair, tugging at the strands at the nape of his neck. you grind into him roughly, ignoring the soft pace he was trying to set. sweet, sweet asahi with a cock too big for his own good. he never wants to hurt you, bless him. when will he realize that’s all you’ve ever wanted? “fuck!”
asahi’s fingers dig into your hips. if your mouth was heaven, your cunt was pure sin, he couldn’t get enough of the way your walls clamped down around him — your voice in his ear begging for him to go deeper.
the two of you cum at the same time, asahi spilling inside you while you gush around his cock. both of you gasping into each other's mouths. “so good, sahi. you did so well.” you praise as asahi comes down from his high, his legs shaking underneath you.
you two stay like that for a while, catching your breaths while asahi remains inside you. when he comes to, you lift yourself off his softening cock, a whine escaping his lips. he pulls you into a kiss, “might have to shower again,” he says against your lips.
“shower at my place,” you suggest before adding, “with me…” and asahi groans, how is he supposed to say no to that?
you wait for him to clean himself up and get fully dressed. as you turn to leave, asahi stops you his face beet red as if he didn’t just fuck you moments before. “what?”
nervously, asahi hands you your panties that you threw on the floor before hopping on your boyfriend’s dick. the delicate material twisted in his shaky hands. laughing, you tip-toe to his ear. “you can keep it,” asahi chokes on his breath as you skip out of the locker room, feeling light and free.
does anyone else think of how asahi would be while he eats you out? no matter how hard he is, all he can even think about doing is making you cum on his face. even though his cock is so painfully hard, he’d stay buried between your legs, tongue flicking over your clit while you bucked your hips into his face. his hair would be pinned, eyes staring into yours as he tongue-fucked you. even with his cock rutting into the bed, his arms stay prying your legs open because all he cares about is making you feel good. and boy, he’d be so good with his tongue. i also kNOW FOR A FACT that asahi gets off on watching your face comfort in pleasure, pussy gushing slick whenever his tongue swiped along your clit. he’d be grunting into your pussy, lapping up your juices like a thirsty dog. “that good? you get this wet with my tongue...? wonder how you’d be with my cock...” your juices would dampen the soft sheets below you, clamping over nothing. it’d be all over when his fingers find their way to your fluttering hole, your slick making it easier to just slide two digits in instantly. he’s needy now, finding a quick pace to plunge his fingers into you, drinking in your slutty moans. your skin would be hot to the touch, too embarrassed to even open your eyes now. his hips would still be rutting into the bed, a wet spot forming in his jeans. ashai would be so damn desperate for you now, mouth shining in your juices, brain fuzzy, and yearning to feel your tight cunt squeeze his cock.
Summary: What better gift is there to give Suna on his birthday than yourself? After all, you still have to congratulate him and his teammates for making it to the Olympics.
Content Warnings: Caring yet sadistic and possessive boyfriend Suna. Sensitive Female Reader. Gangbang. Oral (M. & F. Receiving.) Anal. Double penetration. Overstimulation. Choking. Dacryphilia. Tummy bulge. Voyeurism. Cum eating. Creampie. Degradation. Praise kink. Vaginal Penetration. Size kink. Pet names. Cockwarming but like, Suna’s cock in your ass. Use of “sir” & “daddy.” Cuckolding. Impact Play. Male masturbation. Squirting. Aftercare. Filming. Mindbreak. Unprotected sex. Multiple orgasms.
Violet’s Note: HAPPY SUNA DAY! This is the first time I wrote a gangbang fic so I hope this was alright, I wish I could’ve added more of the people on the team but I was already overwhelmed at just the 6 of them, ngl. Huge thank you to Fairy for all the reassurance when I pitched the idea & for beta reading for me! To Bee for being the final proofreader which was a ton of help. To Mous, Ria, & Belle for indulging in my questions about characterization of their men <3
Your boyfriend, Suna, has always been an experimentalist in bed. Lazy, yes. But boring? Absolutely not. It’s something you learn fairly early on in the relationship—he liked amusing himself—but most of all, he liked amusing himself with you.
Let’s dive a little deeper into Asahi’s daddy kink.
Azumane Asahi x Reader
Muah, here you go Anon~ I didn’t even realize as I was writing the handful of requests I assigned myself that I made like half of the smuts oral ones!! LMFAO we—- Not my fault, not my fault! It’s the world’s fault for giving me thighs and not placing a 6′3 ace in-between them! Yes, I’m looking at you Wakatoshi,, I will admit daddy kinks are hard to write but I still enjoy them. I like making bold Asahi so!!!
SMUT // NSFW
WC- 866
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Azumane Asahi
OKAY, Asahi is a soft daddy!! He caters to you and all your needs because he wants it to be all about YOU. If you’re into the daddy role outside of the bedroom,,,, Asahi has no problem carrying on the persona >:-) Daddy loves to take care of you!! HAHAHAH
Rarely does he punish you or be rough with you, unless that is what you want~ I think he prefers being gentle and making sure you get your fill
Anything you desire from him is what Asahi will give to you,, he will do anything to please his baby… he’s not afraid to use toys ;-)))) YUP YUP
Asahi doesn’t really have an assertive personality but in your relationship he is quite dominant, he likes to be in charge
He will eat you out for hours, he has no shame. Asahi practically lives between your thighs and only pulls away when your soft skin gets irritated and sore from his facial hair
Whatever you’re into, he will do!! Spanking, getting your face fucked, any position or any scenario, Asahi is into it!!! You’re practically treated like a pillow princess lucky bitch
Asahi can be a power bottom at times whenever you want a little sense of control, he lets you have your fun but still controls the pace and movement
Listen, Asahi may be soft but he fucks with vigor. He doesn’t recognize his own strength so you always end up getting fucked into the mattress as you deserve. It’s not over until you’re an overstimulated mess with tears gushing out of your eyes,,,
King of aftercare, he is so delicate with you. Asahi always come prepared to clean you up with a warm towel and soft creams on standby,,,, again he loves taking care of his baby
Omg Asahi will freeze up so quickly if you call him daddy in public, it’ll get a nice reaction from him. If you ever want Asahi to become rougher with you, it might be hard to piss him off but, this is a good way to start~
“Daddy, please,” You beg and bite harshly down on your bottom lip to suppress a moan. Asahi’s dark eyes narrow as he pulls himself off your dripping cunt, he continues to stare up at you as he kitten licks your clit. A sharp slap forces a high-pitched moan past your lips and you automatically slap your hand to your mouth. Under your boyfriend’s heated gaze you stiffen and watch as he stands up from between your legs.
“What did daddy tell you?” Asahi tuts disappointedly and you squeeze your thighs together at the lack of stimulation, without Asahi’s warm body between your legs the cold air causes chills to run all over you. You watch as he reaches into the bottom drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a soft velvety rope that is a perfect baby pink. “I want to hear from you. I warned you, baby, and now you have to be punished. I hate punishing you but I also love seeing you tied up and vulnerable for me.” Asahi’s confession nearly makes your eyes bulge out of your head and you silently give him your wrists.
His large hands tie the ropes around your wrists and place them above your head. With a soft smile, Asahi lowers himself back between your legs. He does it slowly while he ties his hair back into a bun, letting a few stray hairs frame his face. The ethereal sight makes you gasp. Again, Asahi does little to hide back the small smirk on his face at your reaction. He goes back to your cunt like he never left it, only easing you into it for a moment before tongue-fucking you as he had done minutes before.
The sloppy noises make you blush but it’s nothing compared to the whines and moans leaving your lips. At the rate Asahi is shoving his tongue deep inside of your pussy, rubbing along your walls while thumbing your clit sensually, you’re not sure how much longer you’ll last.
“I can’t take it, daddy!” You whine in frustration, all you want now is his cock. As much as you adore his thick fingers and warm tongue, it’s nothing compared to the fullness his cock provides you with. You stubbornly shift your hips to try and get more friction but a sharp suck from Asahi’s mouth on your clit has your actions faltering.
“You can and you will,” He demands and watches as you wither against the bed. Your back is arched high into the air and his eyes never leave your upper body, zoning in on your swollen breasts from his earlier ministrations. “you know that being a brat doesn’t work out for you.” You shiver as Asahi’s nose runs along your inner thighs, too close to your pussy for you to handle. Even though you had just cum, he’s all ready to dive back into your thighs.
“You want more?” Asahi asks, checking with you before he continues on. You’ll never get used to the softness of his voice and how it so differently contrasts with the ferocity of his actions. Asahi already knows your answer, he can see it in your eyes and is already mentally planning how he’s going to pleasure you next.
first and foremost im geeking the fuck out because i love you and your writing
that out of the way
i’m literally pulling out all the stops and following my twice x reader x giran strange power dynamic dreams
“y’know, jin, I see the way you look at my pet here.” giran takes a drag off his cigarette as he watches jin freeze in place; already trying to formulate an appropriate apology. “angel,” giran squeezes your ass, half hanging off his lap. “think you could help my friend?”
jin’s mouth drops open in surprise as you slink to the floor, liquid silk slithering between his legs. “do you really like me that much?” you giggle, crimson lips smiling sweetly. the look of your mouth alone is enough to nearly break him. “i’m flattered, really,” your hand reaches the bulge in his jeans. you don’t realize that your little “oh” of surprise is audible. he’s bigger than you anticipated. giran laughs as jin turns an even deeper shade of red.
jin doesn’t dare touch you as you unzip his pants to fish out his cock. rather, he grips the arms of his chair like a lifeline, practically ripping through the upholstery. you hum your appreciation, wrapping your hand around his already throbbing length. he whines; hips jerking towards your hand. sensitive
“are you really going to tease the poor man?” giran interrupts your fun. “c’mon sweetheart. be nice to my friends.” it sounds like a suggestion, but you know damn well that’s an order. boo.
you decide to listen for once. leaning in to take the head of jin’s cock into your mouth, tongue tracing the underside of the head. he doesn’t even get a chance to stifle his moan; one hand coming from the armrest to clap over his mouth. he’s so shy it’s adorable.
you want to try harder to make him crack, but before you can get more than halfway down his shaft, he let’s out an even louder moan and cums in your mouth. now that is a pleasant surprise. but you haven’t been told to stop, so you don’t. you keep sucking more and more of his thick cock into your mouth as he trembles with effort to stay still.
giran watches with amusement as jin struggles to keep himself from pulling away. jin would never want to offend by trying to get away like that. that would be rude.
just before jin starts to tear up in agonizing pleasure, giran finally calls you off. “that’s enough, sugar. let ‘im breathe.” and you reluctantly pull away, smacking your lips in satisfaction, which only further smears your lipstick. even the look of your debauched face makes him shudder.
before giran saunters out with you in tow (no effort made to fix your makeup), he says “if you need anything else, jin, let me know, yeah?”
Warnings: 18+ smut, age gap, older man/younger woman, barely legal, squirting, rough sex, daddy kink, alcohol mention, questionable ethics, d/s dynamics, overstimulation, degrading language, touch of subspace, unprotected sex, breeding kink, slight dubcon if you squint but it’s all consensual, Ukai’s dick is pierced, exhibitionism(?)
Genre: Smut, just so much smut
Word count: 9.4k
Author’s note: Here is my contribution to the new HQHQ collab!! You can find the masterlist right here! Big big thank you to @sempiternal-amour and @inaflashimagine for beta-ing this monster fic, ilysm <3 This is so incredibly self-indulgent, I even inserted my nickname ~for spice~. Anyways, enjoy my incoherent screaming uwu
Summary: When you go over to your friend’s house for a study session you don’t anticipate meeting her very attractive father, and you surely don’t anticipate the very same man fucking you over their couch.
“Hey, I apologize in advance for anything weird my dad says or does. You know how dads are,” Hitomi explains as she pulls into the driveway of her house.
It’s small but nice and well-manicured, situated in the cul de sac of a middle-class suburb.
“Dad, we’re here,” she shouts up the stairs, setting her keys on the small table next to the front door. Hitomi’s gaze drifts to the tall, dark haired man sitting at the kitchen table and your own gaze soon follows. “Oh, there you are.”
hi! i love ur fics sm and i was just wondering if the dabi x reader x bakugou and the kirishima x reader x bakugou fivs were ur only threesome fics w bakugou?
Caught - Bakugou x Kirishima x Shinsou x Reader.
Loud - Bakugou x Kirishima x Reader.
Competition - Bakugou x Shindou x Reader.
Pancakes - Bakugou x Kirishima x Shindou x Reader.
Breakthrough - Bakugou x Kirishima x Reader (Collab with @trafalgar-temptress).
Initiation - Bakugou x Dabi x Reader (Collab with @monst). We really should’ve written this properly😂
Pairing: Aizawa x Daughter!reader (read ALL warnings)
Word count: around 8k (This is Chapter 1 of a multi-chapter series)
Warnings: incest, nonconsensual sex, DDLG dynamics with “Daddy “ actually meaning father. Dubious consent that turns as consensual as it can be considering the circumstances? Painful virginity loss. Drug use. Intoxicated sex. Crying during sex. Unprotected sex. Violence. Mentions of blood. Angst with a ….happy ending? Exploration of uncomfortable emotions.
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Alright, my goal with this was to make people, even those who really like incest fics, kind of sit back and contemplate the nuances of this objectively fucked up situation and go “why do i like this *pepehands*”. Thank you @smutbardpeach for editing and @tomurasprincess @hisoknen @bakatenshii and @kazooli making me feel comfortable posting this and a few of you betaing. ^^
A birthday present for the wonderful @ichor-and-symbiosis
Warnings: DDLG dynamic, choking, overstimulation, cnc if you super squint, hair pulling.
Silk sheets curl beneath your fingers as you moan into the pillow. Shouta is relentless. You’re already shaking, your fucked out voice cracking as you whine with every thrust, but he refuses to let you have a break.
“Looking pretty happy down there, birthday girl.” He chuckles, granting you a brief respite as he pulls from you to tease the swollen head of his cock around your clit.
You’re a beautiful wreck beneath him: face down, ass up, and panting like a bitch in heat. You can’t complain. You’re getting exactly what you asked for— Shouta fucking you to soreness.
“More, please.” You whimper, wriggling your hips as he slicks his cock up and down your dripping folds.
Shouta hums. He doesn’t answer right away— just slides a hand up the length of your spine to watch you shiver. The dreamy slur in your voice tells him exactly how good you feel. He wants to savor it. But you’re just so cute when you beg for him like that.
“Fuck~” You cry out as he fills your cunt again.
He sets a steady pace, pulling a small squeak from you each time he bottoms out. Your mind feels fuzzy and comfortably warm. Until a sudden tug at your scalp snaps you into focus.
“I don’t think I should be gentle with you,” he says, tightening his grip. “Daddy wants you to beg for him to make you cry.”
You mewl out a pitiful ‘yes sir’ that sets Shouta’s blood on fire, before unleashing a slew of groveling that has him growling in pleasure. What a shameless little slut you are for him. His perfect little angel.
He releases your hair in favor of curling over you, wrapping his hand around your throat to choke you gently.
“Just like that. Such a good girl.” He groans when your silken walls clench around him “Are you gonna scream for me? Hm.”
The sounds of your arousal mix with Shouta’s low, possessive growls. It makes you dizzy. Nearly causing you to crumble when his free hand rubs at your neglected clit.
You lose yourself in the scent of his cologne. The image of your pliant body getting fucked in the bedroom mirror. The contrast of his rough fingers rubbing at your delicate clit.
A curious sound escapes him.
“Ohh… I didn’t give you permission for that, babygirl.” Shouta says as he feels you start to cum. His cock throbs at your sweet apology and his eyes roll back in ecstasy. “Such a greedy little slut… cumming all over my cock like that without asking.”
He drags out your orgasm as long as possible, keeping up deep rolls of his hips until you finally go still. Your little body’s already trembling with exhaustion, but he clicks his tongue and tells you he’s not done with you yet. You beg for mercy. Beg for him to let you recover. But it’s too little too late.
You already asked him to fuck you silly on your birthday, and Daddy always gives his little girl exactly what she wants.
Summary: Fate works in mysterious ways to bring people who are destined to be together, to actually be together.
Warnings: Sex!! blow jobs, face riding, virginity loss
Genre: fluff, smut
Word Count: 5k
A/N: Well this started as a drabble request but here I am a week later with a 5k fic about it. Soft tsukki inbound. I hope you enjoy @salty4tsukki bc I def enjoyed writing this.
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Being an only child is not a precursor to being lonely. Memories of family game nights, shared dinners and movies watched filled the air of your house letting you know that you were both never alone and, oh, so loved.
You knew that having as healthy a home environment was unusual and that it was part of the reason that you are so emotionally intelligent. Many of your peers couldn’t stand their parents and found every excuse to avoid being home. Sure, you and your parents had arguments about curfew or the number of texts you sent every month. The last argument happened every time you brought home a grade that was unsatisfactory, which wasn’t often, but consistent enough that it was a recurring problem.
“I’m just tired of them expecting me to be perfect! It’s unreasonable for them to expect perfect grades, being on a starter for the soccer team, and involved in other clubs! I’m only one person.” You ranted to Tsukki, sulking around his room before plopping on his bed, arms covering your sighing face.
Tsukki was the only person you came to with family problems because you knew he would understand and not push you. The usually sassy boy always softened these days, knowing that this was the one thing that you couldn’t handle being teased about. Today, he looked at you with soft pity, knowing the amount of work you put towards everything just to be told it’s not enough.
“I could tutor you in English if you want? I know we have our usual pre-exam study sessions, but I really don’t mind making them more regular if you think they would help.” Tsukki might listen to you complain but he still isn’t the best at empathy, rather resorting to problem-solving. He showed his care and compassion to you subtly. Offering his solutions in a way you could make them sound like your own, knowing that provided a semblance of comfort. Allowing you into his room whenever you needed to complain and not questioning your feelings. Always offering you a hoodie or jacket when you were worn out from crying, knowing that the warmth would lull you into a much-needed sleep
You knew he cared about you. Yes, sometimes you over exaggerated your feelings to take advantage of that, but only because you wanted his jacket on your body. The thought that it was his arms rather than just a Tsukki scented cloth surrounding you. Only crying a little harder with the hopes he would offer to have a movie night which always meant cuddles. No, you never faked your feelings to him, not wanting to lie to your best friend and consistent childhood companion, you just embellished them.
Relishing in the fact that for maybe, just ten minutes that Tsukki wasn’t just your best friend, that he grew past friends as he aged, and saw you like more, as his other half. The person he wanted to spend not only his childhood years with but also every single one he still had left.
You aren’t sure when you fell in love with Tsukishima Kei.
(n.) desire to inflict suffering on another out of deep-seated hostility
Ambassador!Tsukishima x Ambassador Fem!reader | 28/08
Warnings: hate fucking, rough sex, public sex, degradation, hair pulling, biting, dacryphilia, creampie
word count: 3.2k
part 2/12 of aphrodisia
You loved your university, taking pride in the education you were pursuing and the impact it had on scientific developments. You threw yourself into your campus culture, taking on a job as a TA, joining a variety of clubs and becoming a university ambassador. Being one of the first introductions to campus that future and prospective students got was a source of pride for you.
Hundreds of tours have led you to your final year of university, sitting at the top of your class and being the vice president of the university ambassadors. Meeting respected alumni and invitations to formal dinners weren’t uncommon and something you thoroughly enjoyed. Lavish meals and an excuse to wear formal dresses could only be spoiled by one thing.
Tsukishima Kei.
He plagued almost every memory you made in university, in the background of drunken photos at parties, in the ambassador office eating donuts with your friends, winning awards you vied after. You thought that you would be done with him when you graduated high school, the middle blocker being the bane of your school’s volleyball team. His snarky and aloof attitude irritated you more than his skills on the court ever could.
SUMMARY: Y/N had been hoping to just cry her frustrations away peacefully in the empty classroom she’d managed to find. Of course, just like the rest of her day, even that simple dream went terribly wrong when the one and only Tsukishima Kei ended up being the person that found her.
WORD COUNT: 1.5k
WARNINGS: crying, hurt/comfort, y/n is sad, mild implications of men being bad,
A/N: salty boy spam is coming im sorry ahead of time
This had to be the worst possible outcome, the worst case scenario, the most horrible thing that could’ve occurred— aside from the things that had led up to this, to Y/N finding herself crying in an empty classroom of the school long after the bell had rung. Though Y/N supposed she shouldn’t be shocked seeing as everything had gone wrong since the morning started, when she’d woken up late and missed the bus. Then she was late to class and received detention, then she’d realized she’d forgotten her homework, followed by that stupid boy who— Y/N tried to shake off these thoughts, not wanting her tears to continue falling at the reminder of just how horrid her day had been.
Everything had all piled up on her, and all it had taken was one minor inconvenience for her to simply break down crying out of pure frustration.
And now, her friend— though he’d probably tell her they were barely acquaintances, Tsukishima Kei, stood before her. Though she had yet to experience his apparently cruel and teasing remarks, Y/N had a feeling that was about to change. Most says he’d accompany her on the walk home, or between classes, and Y/N liked to think the they’d built a pretty good friendship. Bonding through shared classes and study sessions, and of course the Karasuno Volleyball Club that she helped run as manager. He’d treated her with respect, for the most part, she hadn’t been entirely shielded from his teasing, though Hinata and Kageyama received the brunt of it.
AUTHORʼS NOTE: i have been so unmotivated to write anything. i feel, like, this feels rushed and i apologize for that in advance. been under the weather lately. sorry 🥺 also, big thanks to @kozukens and @dorkyama – the both of them helped me out a lot and are both talented writers. please go and read their works! and to @memetabolismm <33 she gave me the idea!!!
warnings: nsfw!! oral (receiving), a little bit of praise kink, tsukishima saying “good girl” and squirting???
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the tension between tsukishima and kageyama always lingered in the air whenever the two of them were to be in a room. it was always there – nobody could break it. the glares that the both of them would throw at each other nor the bitter remarks never go unnoticed by their friends, especially by you.
you have been friends with the both of them since high school and even after three years of not seeing kageyama, you knew your boyfriend hated his guts. as you entered sugawara's apartment, a tray of cookies in hand and with tsukishima trailing behind you, you were greeted by hinata.
“(name)!” he exclaimed, running up to you to give you a hug. you lifted the tray up, making sure he wouldn't hit it, and let him wrap his arms around you. you laugh, “hello, shoyo! as if we didn't seen each other yesterday.” he pulls away and grabs the tray from your hands.
“i know, but you had cookies,” he said as he grabbed one and placed it in his mouth. “oh and hello, tsukki!” he says, voice muffled by the pastry in his mouth, as he walks into the kitchen.
tsukishima rolled his eyes, making you whip your head at him with a teasing smile on your face, “what? jealous over a little hug, kei?” he scoffs, ruffling your hair with his large hand. “you wish, pipsqueak.” he lets you go into the living room, where you were greeted by nishinoya and tanaka. you were early to arrive at the reunion so you went around the apartment as all of you waited for coach ukai and teacher takeda to arrive.
tsukishima reunited with yamaguchi while you talked with daichi, asahi, and sugawara. as you laughed along to one of asahi's stories about his work, something caught your eye.
in the balcony, doors wide open, stood a familiar boy with black hair. he was sipping on the red cup in his hand as his dark blues scanned the city below him. is that. . . tobio? your eyes widened and you excuse yourself from your peers before walking over to him.
“tobio-san!”
kageyama hasn't always been vocal with what feels. in general, he has trouble voicing them out – it's not that he's afraid of doing, it's just that nobody ever listens to him whenever he does. well, not all of them.
he remembered walking into the gymnasium, bickering with hinata for a bit before yachi entered with another figure behind her. when you looked at him, your sparkling (eye color) hues staring deep within his soul. his heart was tugged out of his chest.
“you're gorgeous.” was the first thing he thought when yachi introduced you to them. from then on, the two of you grew closer to the point that everyone thought you were dating. he would laugh about it now, but he really wanted to date you.
he wanted to hold you, kiss you, and all that other stuff; he wanted to make you feel appreciated, but it was too late. tsukishima had gotten to you first.
he whipped his head back, seeing you walk towards him with a soft smile grazed upon your pink lips. he was taken back to the first time he saw you – the feelings he had successfully repressed are now slowly coming out. he nodded at acknowledge as you stood beside him, looking down at the city below.
distant honks were to be heard over the bright lights from below; you can barely make out the people as they walk on the sidewalks, going in different directions. the silence between you and kageyama was comfortable, there was no awkwardness between it. the both of you were fully aware of each other's presence and it made you feel safe.
“how are you?” he asked, eyes not looking up from below. you hum, propping your elbow on the ledge of the balcony, resting your chin upon the palm of your hand, “been better. you?” he doesn't reply but you already know the answer to that.
his career has been striving lately, skyrocketing through the roofs with his excellent skills. you heard he's with ushijima now and when you think about it, you laugh. it's a brief memory but you clearly remember kageyama wanting to defeat ushijima all over again, but here he was, being teammates with him.
“(name),” he speaks lowly, twirling the contents within his red cup. he glances at you, seeing that you already turned your head towards him, “what's been going on with you?” he asked in a sincere voice.
he was so sure you felt the same for him – he was sure that from the moment he graduated with you, you would have been besides him, but no. instead, he saw you hugging tsukishima with a wide grin on your face.
“what?” you reply, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion. he gripped the red cup, frustration evident on his face. he turned to you, this time with his body, and grabs your shoulders, “you know damn well that we should've been together.” a blush spreads across your cheeks as he stared deeply into your eyes.
“you're still at it, king? it's been quite a while.” tsukishima's voice rang through your ears, making you whip your head at your boyfriend who leaned against the doorframe with a smug smirk on his face. kageyama squinted his eyes at him, the tension rising as the both of them glared at each other.
“tsukishima, stop i–” tsukishima grabbed your arm, pulling you behind him as he stands chest to chest with kageyama. you stood behind your boyfriend peering over as kageyama shot him a scowling look. tsukishima crossed his arms over his chest, visibly irritated. “stay away from what's mine.” he said.
kageyama chuckled, eyes darkening, “yours? she's supposed to be mine.” kageyama barked back, grabbing on to the collar of tsukishima's shirt. you yelped, but then tsukishima only smirked at him. wrapping his hands around kageyama's wrists, “she chose me, not you. live with it.” venom dripped down from his voice as he spoke, adding on to kageyama's irritation.
was it the alcohol or the pure hatred they felt? you would never know but then something happened. something unexpected.
“i bet i can make her cum more than you do.” kageyama was never the one to joke in such serious moments and you knew that. heat rushed to your cheeks as you looked down, squeezing your thighs together. tsukishima raised a brow, “oh? what makes you so confident in that?” there's amusement lingering within your boyfriend's voice – he's no longer irritated but genuinely intrigued.
somehow, you find yourself back in your shared apartment with tsukishima. you're sitting on his lap while kageyama is in front of you. your heart pounds against your chest as tsukishima whispers sweet nothings into your ears, adding on to the excitement you felt in your pants.
kageyama licked his lips while he knelt down, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. hooking his slender fingers on the waistband of your pants, he pulls it down, along with your panties, in one swift move. tsukishima kissed the back of your neck, teasingly grazing his teeth over your sensitive skin.
kageyama can smell you and his pants feels tight – you smelled so enticing. you can feel tsukishima hardening underneath you while kageyama bit his lower lip. “what's the matter? backing out now?” tsukishima smirked, his eyes watching kageyama like a predator over your shoulder.
with a scoff, kageyama brings his fingers to your lips, tapping your lower lip to make you open your mouth. you do so and he inserts his fingers into your mouth, tsukishima still kissing your neck while his hands rubs your sides. “you're doing so good.” tsukishima whispers into your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. you moaned, swirling your tongue around kageyama's fingers. kageyama groaned – he’d never been so turned on before.
he was so used of dreaming and now here he was, right in front of you while you sucked his fingers. pulling them out, his eyes darkened with lust for you. he went back down to your aching cunt, hungrily gazing at it as he rubs your clit with the fingers you sucked on earlier. you groaned, tsukishima smirking behind you.
“feels good, baby?” tsukishima softly asked, littering kisses on your neck and shoulders. you only nodded your head in agreement as kageyama rubbed in an agonizing way while he locked his gaze with yours. his cheeks are tinted with red and his pupils are dilated – he looks stunning underneath the dim lights.
kageyama, experimentally, inserts a finger into you and you let out a gasp. “that's it, baby. let us hear you.” tsukishima whispered, his hands soothing rubbing your sides. kageyama begins to thrust it in and out, your wetness making it easier to move his finger. you moaned out, bucking your hips forward to add on his pace. he growled, stopping his finger and you whine.
“baby,” tsukishima called out, grabbing your hand. “we don't want the fun to end that fast now, do we?” you look back at him and shake your head. kageyama inserted two fingers again making you cry out. your chest heaved and through your lidded eyes, you noticed him smirking.
he plunged his fingers in you, making you scream out in pleasure. you arched your back into the air, closing your eyes as he thrusted his fingers in and out of you. “t-tobio!” fuck, he bit his lower lips. he liked it when you moan his name out like that.
tsukishima bit onto your neck, sucking on your skin to add on to your pleasure. your mind is clouded with ecstasy and pleasure shoots through your body.
kageyama looked up to you, seeing how vulnerable you are with his fingers deep inside you. only he can put you in such a state – only him. he wanted you to focus on him. he pulled them out roughly; you were about to whine but then he connects his tongue with your clit.
you gasped again, tsukishima letting you grab onto his hands. “good girl.” tsukishima praised, still leaving love bites all over your neck. the shirt you're wearing becomes hot, dampening with your sweat and so tsukishima lifts it off of you. you're left only in your bra as kageyama licked a stripe up your clit, sending a wave of pleasure throughout your body.
tsukishima glasses are fogged with the heat within the room – there's still tension but now he could care less about it. kageyama plunged his tongue into your cunt, maintaining eye contact with you as he licks you from the inside.
you can feel his tongue in you as he thrusts it in and out of you; his wet muscle moving in such a fast pace you can already feel the knot within your stomach tightening. kageyama moved his mouth to your clit again, sucking on it to elicit a moan out of you. tsukishima bit down onto your shoulder, making you cry out. the pleasure is too much.
kageyama lets go of your puffy clit, a soft 'pop' floating through the room and into your ears as he dives back into your gaping cunt. this time, he let his tongue in deeper into you.
tsukishima grabbed your hands again, nibbling on your ear as he continues to praise you. “look at you go, baby. you're such a good girl.” his words only added onto the pleasure that you feel. kageyama swirled his tongue in you, making you arch your back into the air, and tsukishima grabbed onto your hips to make sure you don't fall off.
kageyama continues to eat you out while the both of you stare into each other's eyes – you can see his passion for you. it's within his eyes, his actions, his body; everything. kageyama is passionate about you and it makes your heart swell.
sounds of slurping and moaning circles around the room. kageyama's nose brushed against your clit while his tongue kept on twirling within you. when he pulled out, he swallowed whatever wetness you left on his tongue before diving back again.
you're getting closer and closer to your high – your cunt is tightened around his slick tongue while tsukishima continued to praise you. kageyama brought his fingers to your clit this time, rubbing circles onto the sensitive bud only to make you scream out his pleasure.
“p-please!” you exclaimed, eyes blurring with tears. kageyama continued to rub your clit and thrusted his tongue deep into you. your breathing is ragged and the knot tightens – it's too much. tsukishima hummed from behind, “do you want to cum, baby? go on, ask kageyama if you can cum. use your words.” he spoke to you as you looked down to kageyama.
“t-tobio, can i c-cum? please– ah! please! let me cum!” kageyama plunged his tongue deeper into you and that's the sign. your toes curled as you screamed out, the pleasure only making you see white within your eyes. your legs shook as tsukishima held you within his arms as you rode out your orgasm.
“fuck,” you heard kageyama mutter out. “she just squirted.” you laid back onto tsukishima's chest, your breathing still heavy as you slowly regained your vision. your legs are still shaking and your mind is still in a haze – everything felt hot. tsukishima laid you down gently onto the bed, making sure you're comfortable as he scoffed at kageyama.
as you lay there, you hear the sound of clothes being dropped to the floor. you look down, seeing both your men towering over you with their erections standing firm and tall. you gulped as tsukishima smirked at you, “aw, baby, we aren't done yet.”
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