꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ft. athletic trainer!hajime iwaizumi
꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ content warnings: sfw/nsfw work, petnames used (angel, sweetheart, pretty, baby), praise, car sex teehee, female pronouns used.
꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ a/n: RAAAGHHH, i swear im not ovulating!! inspired by this: nsfw link
Firm believer that Hajime Iwaizumi is a perfect man. Let me explain:
Hajime would do whatever you’d ask him to in a heartbeat, just use manners and your big eyes to rope him in. If you need him to carry bags or boxes? He’s in, let him use his muscles to do the heavy work, angel. What about picking up groceries you forgot? Send him the list and he’s got it, right down to the right brand so that his girl’s cravings are satiated. Oh, the time you rolled your ankle while trying to keep up with him on the morning run? He carried you on his back the rest of the way without a single complaint.
That’s how whipped he would be.
Hell, he even wears his own promise ring around his left ring finger to shoo off women trying to flirt with him. Hajime is dedicated to the pretty lady who waits for him to return from his work. Though, he hopes to have a wedding ring of his own after he finds the right ring to propose to you. God, he’d love to have a small gemstone in his thick ring that reminds him of your eyes.
Hajime would find other ways to satiate you.
If you needed him biblically after seeing him try on suits for a friend’s wedding, he’d oblige. The look in your eyes would be telling him to hurry up, pick the one you like and let’s get out of here. And he doesn’t need more than five minutes.
“Haj,” You plead, “Hurry..”
God, he was going to lose his mind before he even kissed you.
Hajime had parked behind some stores, somewhere secluded. He made sure the emergency break was on before reaching over and pushing your seat back. Without much thought of how elegant it was going to be, he climbed over the centre console and into the space before your seat. A little cramped, but better than driving another twenty minutes and barely making it into the front door.
He took another quick glance around outside before leaning down for a hungry kiss. His teeth nipped your bottom lip, dragging the glossy skin out while you whined in protest. The ache between your legs almost hurt, hips bucking to meet his clumsily. That’s when he pulled away to strip the skirt you were wearing, alongside those turquoise panties, tossing them both onto the driver’s seat.
Hajime groaned when he felt how warm and slick you were already, all from eye fucking him in the tailor and a little kissing. “Perfect, so perfect sweetheart.” He said softly before working you open on his fingers: one, then two fingers, three after a few minutes. Curling them with some light force was enough to make your toes curl and thighs clamp around his hips.
Removing his fingers from your warmth, it felt like grief. Though, through kisses he promised to make the ache go away. He always does, especially when it brings tears to your eyes. Hajime undid his belt and buttons, sliding his cock past his boxers and taps the tip against your clit. Once, twice, then thrice. Your hips twitch, sensitive nerves haywiring your brain. So close to getting what you want, no, need.
Pushing in, Hajime drops his forehead to your shoulder. His right hand keeps him from crushing you, gripping the middle compartment. He starts off slow, testing the waters while observing your face.
“How you feelin’, hm?” He starts, tone low but knowing. “Feel good, angel?”
Oh god, he might kill you too. You nod and let your limbs relax, already feeling like jell-o. When he saw your little nod, he smirked softly and began to move his hips a little faster. The sound of skin hitting skin was loud in the cramped space, fog creeping up the windows. Small praises hit your ears, but did it sink in much? No, not when he was making you cream on him.
“Doin’ so well..”
“C’mon pretty, take what you need..”
“Oh sweetheart, I’m all yours.”
Gentle words and never mean, that’s how Hajime was. It always hit the spot, well, other than his tip inside you. It wasn’t much longer with his tip hitting the little spot inside of you until you twitched, squeaked and wriggled around in the seat. White cream formed around the base of his cock, a medal of the sort from his meticulous work.
With a rather deep thrust, it sent you over the edge. Your hands gripped his biceps tightly, nails paid by him digging into his skin. His lips found yours as he slowed down, your walls milking him for his worth.
“Fuck, baby.” He laid his head on your shoulder before pulling out, reaching to open the middle console. Baby wipes saved a lot of time with clean up, calloused hands cleaning you gently, words cooed at you for being so good, so patient.
ཐི♡ཋྀ let's face it, price has seen a lot in his life but when he clicked with u, he's holding on for liiiiife
ཐི♡ཋྀ the amount of strange things he's seen you do, like the time you shouted at rather unpleasant neighbour that you texted the spiders their address, he's not phased anymore.
ཐི♡ཋྀ he tries to keep up with the gossip from your workplace and friend group but it's so vast. god forbid he mixes up clarissa from HR with alyssa from your friend group. (the names sound too similar)
ཐི♡ཋྀ somehow he always is invited in schemes, legal ones of course.
ཐི♡ཋྀ he had to explain to the lads that he couldn't join them at the bar because his wife wanted to stake out her friend's boyfriend's house because she thought he was cheating (he was).
"wait, wait, what? i thought we were just staying here for an hour, honey?" price spoke quietly, checking the time on his phone.
5 minutes after ten pm. it was getting late by now.
"well no, did you see the movement outside? they're smoking.." you respond, using the binoculars to spy on them. "oh god, is that..."
you gasp softly and pull out your phone, taking pictures as proof. well, until the guy got up suspiciously. you panic and start the engine, pulling off down the street with giggles.
"wanna stop off at that place you like as a thank you for coming with me?" you ask, putting your phone in the console.
he'd never say no to you.
ཐི♡ཋྀ speaking of, the boys (mostly soap and gaz) love hearing about the gossip. working in a military base and not having much social lives themselves catch up sometimes. hearing about all the dramatic stuff happening can cheer them up and are eager to hear back about what happened.
ཐི♡ཋྀ ghost, on the other hand, is amazed that his captain even settled down in the first place. he didn't expect to have such a talkative woman across the table.
"wait, so, she actually did it?" gaz laughed into his hand, eagerly waiting for the details of what transpired the previous week. soap had been nearby, sipping his beer while listening.
"she did! she actually got backshots from that guy who was in HR! can you believe that?" you swirl your drink with your straw, "i can't believe she did that twink in..."
the men laughed softly, price raising his eyebrows. that was the second time he heard that but all the same, he acted surprised to let you know he was listening.
ghost well... he shook his head. he couldn't believe he was listening to the gossip session willingly. though, it was better than the program he was going to watch tonight.
ཐི♡ཋྀ price, who watches his wife sing the song "slut me out 2" loudly in the kitchen while making a grilled cheese.
ཐི♡ཋྀ the strange walk too that the artist does on stage if he recalled correctly too. that was enough to make the man chuckle. it was barely 10 in the morning and you had your "zoomies" (you'll need a nap after)
ཐི♡ཋྀ he would never trade anything for his strange wife.
bastille has done more for the queer community by just making all of their love songs about "you" instead of specifying a gender than taylor swift has in all of her discography. thanks for coming to my ted talk.
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I’m tired of people acting like Zhongli is a serious and chill guy who would never cause problems on purpose as if he isn’t one of the biggest menaces out of the Seven. He used to throw mountains at Venti for annoying him. He, the god of history, starts fights among historians for shits and giggles. He tried to gaslight the Traveler into thinking he was totally not at the Chasm guys really Aether/Lumine you must be seeing things maybe you should go see Baizhu. When Qiqi wanted “Cocogoat” milk he was like “Oh yeah sure totally let’s go look for it” knowing damn well it was a wild goose chase. He made the Traveler sing to a flower and then was like “Oh would you look at that” when a Whooperflower jumped out to maul them. I love him. He’s like a cat pushing things off the counter to see how people react. I would pay to see him interact directly with Neuvillette because I know for a fact he’d get on that man’s nerves and argue about water tasting just to feel something. Furina used freedom from godhood to take a nap and Zhongli used it to give psychic damage to anyone who talks to him longer than 5 minutes. Iconic.
♡ gunna state it, la signora is definitely a mix between a hard dom and a soft dom, you really can't tell which flavour you're gonna get each day.
♡ if you catch her during a softer mood, she'll definitely be more in touch with her emotions and adoration towards you. of course, you don't want to bug her during her time of reflecting what could have been hundreds of years ago but, that doesn't lessen her love towards you.
♡ during a softer mood day, she'll make love to you. every touch is calculated; delicate, warm and gentle. it's as if she wants to give you the world and more, but for now, she could give it to you with her mora and herself, of course.
"come here, don't be timid now, my little dove."
signora beckons you to her, breathing quick from her previous orgasm given by your mouth. her fingers pushed some of your hair back from your face, fingers tracing the side of your face. her fingers trace over your slick bottom lip, eyes soft and warm compared to the cool touch of her skin.
"you've done so well for me. . . tomorrow i'll reward you, hm?"
signora kissed you ever so gently, pulling you up to hold you, whispering soft praises that light the butterflies in your chest. on your own, you find her way to her bare chest, looking up for permission. she hums and nods, allowing you to suckle on her perk nipple until you drift off into a slumber. .
♡ if you catch her in a rather rough mood, be prepared to not be able to sit correctly for a couple days.
♡ she takes her frustration out in bed, i find. signora always makes sure you give consent but once it's given, she will go ham. from overstimulation, spanking, face riding, you name it. she always makes sure you're pleasured, not just her.
♡ signora might be a little rough with her words too, but will simmer down if it gets too much for her little dove.
"such a sloppy cunt and for me? pathetic. i barely did anything."
signora inspected your cunny, spitting on it before spreading both lips, eyeing your fluttering hole. she purposefully blew cold air on your cunny, laughing when you whimper and shudder. the begs and pleads for her to take care of your wants went unheard, as if it's just a background noise for her. you bucked your lips, trying to get her to at least lap at your little nub.
"did i say you could move, pet?"
her uncovered hand slapped your cunny, slick sticking to the palm of her hand. you yelp, shaking your head with tearful apologies. she scoffed and sat back in her velvet covered chair, spreading her legs.
"sit up," she commanded with a sharp tone, "you better watch me and don't look away, otherwise, you'll be in for a long, long night, dove."
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