hc: calling Bokuto, Kuroo, and Oikawa daddy for the first time.
tags: nsfw, daddy kink, established relationships
note: so the person who requested this decided to go on anon after i reached out bc tumblr deleted the draft while i was working on it, but i want them to know that i loved writing this asdlfjfhshs thank you for blessing me with this prompt. as always, thank you for your support and my inbox is open ❥
» we all know bokuto’s got a size kink, so a daddy kink really isn’t that hard to believe
» but you didn’t know that! he’s a nervous boy when you two start getting intimate, he wants to sit down and have a talk about preferences but is too afraid it’ll make you uncomfortable since your sexual relationship is still pretty fresh what a sweet boy
» so of course you stumble upon his love for the term by complete chance
» bokuto’s got you pinned to the mattress, his strong arms folding your thighs to your chest as he pounds into your dripping cunt with fervor
» your breathy moans and slurred praises only spur him on, earning you a few grunts and moans of his own as he picks up his already brutal pace, all so he can hear more of your sweet noises
» this does the trick because you’re immediately screaming his name and gasping for air, holding onto his shoulders to ground yourself as he presses further, the new angle allowing your pussy to swallow him more
» somewhere in between your babbling it kinda just slips out
» “Ah-ha, fuck, Kou-... daddy, it feels so g-good...”
» man’s brain literally short circuits, like his eyes widen a little and his jaw drops
» once you feel his hips falter a bit you open your eyes to see his expression
» honestly you weren’t even aware that you said the word
» but when you finally realize you did, in fact, just call your boyfriend daddy, heat rushes to your face and embarrassment rises in the pit of your stomach
» bokuto is quick to regain his composure though and flashes you a toothy grin, brow quirked upward as a muscular arm moves to rest one of your legs against his shoulder, deepening the angle so his length is sheathed to the hilt inside you
» he then leans forward and sneaks a hand between your sweat ridden bodies to find your neglected bundle of nerves, mouth hovering over yours while his fingers work miracles
» this promptly earns a pleasured yelp from you and he doubles his efforts in filling you up once more
» “Babygirl, daddy’s gonna take such good care of you. Keep singin’ for daddy, yea?”
» i feel like this mf would hint at having a daddy kink after a while, also probably would be too nervous to bring it up bc he’s scared to make you uncomfortable
» so of course he’s gonna approach it with humor
» “Haha wouldn’t it be hot if you called me daddy? jk jk... unless?”
» you know, Kuroo things god he’s such a dork
» so eventually you do decide to indulge him, plus, you’ve kinda been waiting to do it too
» and when’s the best time to drop that on him? completely out of the blue, of course
» you were curled up into his side under a pile of blankets on the couch, kuroo’s arm swung over the back while watching some science documentary he swore you would like because it had animals in it
» but of course he was wrong and you found yourself bored out of your mind not long after the film started
» you tried so hard to pay attention, even using your boredom as an excuse to soak up all the cuddling time you were getting from your boyfriend, but that feeling didn’t last long, either
» “Babe... can we watch something else, please? This documentary’s too long and the guy’s voice is putting me to sleep.”
» “Come on, Y/N, it’s not that bad.”
» that’s the only response you get because his eyes are still glued to the TV, completely focused on the information splayed across the screen
» you groan quietly and cross your arms at the lack of attention. was this stupid documentary really more important than your sanity?
» suddenly the idea springs into the forefront of your mind and you can’t suppress the grin that tugs at your lips
» sitting up completely, you throw the blanket in your lap off to the side and pull your legs beneath you to sit on your knees beside him
» he shifts slightly to allow you more room to move but he doesn’t so much as spare a glance your way
» you scoot closer to him and rest one hand on his thigh, bringing the other to his chin so you can properly turn his head toward your waiting lips and whisper
» “Can we please watch something else, daddy?”
» kuroo has never moved so fast in his life
» he lurches forward to hit the off button on the remote before turning and pinning you against the sofa cushion, his mouth latching onto the soft skin at your throat
» you can feel his lips twitch into a sinister grin when you gasp at his already hard cock pressing into your inner thigh through the fabric of his sweats, and his fingertips find their way down to dig into your hips
» “Oh, kitten, you have no idea what you started...”
» oikawa seems like the kinda guy to have that intimacy talk before things start getting hot and heavy, just bc he wants to know what is and isn’t acceptable before putting you in such a vulnerable situation
» so you pretty much knew ab his daddy kink since you started having sex lol
» BUT you didn’t spring it on him just yet because he made it very clear that you don’t have to do anything he wants to, he wants to take it at your pace
» truthfully you were eager to indulge in that side of him but you wanted to wait a bit, so when you do finally surprise him it’ll be that much sweeter
» it’s a good while into your relationship, around the 8-9 month mark, before you just can’t hold it in anymore
» oikawa’s got you pulled onto his lap in the backseat of his car, you ride his length at an achingly slow pace and your cunt squeezes his twitching cock for all its worth with each roll of your hips
» his hands are bruising your thighs as he sucks harshly at the sensitive skin just at the juncture between your neck and collarbone, leaving his mark wherever he can in an attempt to satiate his need to devour you as soon as possible
» your own hands tangle their way into the (now) messy brunette locks atop his head and tug harshly whenever he tries to thrust his hips upward to sink deeper into you, earning a guttaral moan from him every time
» “Fuck, Y/N, I need you to go faster for me, baby.”
» he practically whimpers against your skin, trying to maintain the deep tenor of his voice but the way your pussy is clamping down on his cock so tight, so slowly makes his tone waiver
» you can’t help but grin at your achievements before deciding now is a good a time as ever, so you lean forward and whisper softly into his ear between each labored breath
» you swore you felt his dick get impossibly harder inside you the second the words left your mouth
» his palms move up to put your hips into a vice grip before he’s slamming you down onto his cock, the head nudging harshly against your cervix and promptly knocking the wind out of you with a squeal
» he takes advantage of your open, gasping mouth and shoves his tongue into it before setting an absolutely brutal pace against your sopping wet core
» your nails are digging into his shoulders in a failed attempt to ground yourself but he’s already got you seeing stars, and as he leans back for air he’s got the most sinful smirk on his face
» “I’ve been waitin’ forever to hear you say that, princess. Daddy’s gonna fuck you nice n’ hard, now, don’t you worry.”
