You and your boyfriend had been planning to go shopping together for some time. Finally, this weekend you decided to do it. "It might be fun to go shopping," you said, smiling at Yamaguchi. "Yes, I'm looking forward to a nice day out too!" he replied.
When you got to the mall, it looked crowded. "Where should we start?" you asked. "I think we should look in the clothing department first," Yamaguchi said excitedly. When you walked in, you felt lost among the colorful dresses and accessories.
A beautiful dress in a shop window caught your eye. "Yamaguchi, look, isn't this dress great?" you said excitedly. "It's really beautiful, do you want to try it on?" Yamaguchi asked. "Yes, but you wait here!" you said and went into the fitting room.
When you put the dress on, you wanted to come out and show it to Yamaguchi. "How do I look?" you asked. Yamaguchi couldn't hide the excitement on his face. "You look great! But a little too conspicuous," he said, laughing. "So, I'm beautiful, but you're afraid I'll attract attention?" you said, rolling your eyes.
Yamaguchi said, "No, no! I didn't mean it like that," Yamaguchi defended himself. "It's just that it's hard for me to be around someone who attracts attention with her beauty," he concluded. "So I'm remarkable?" you joked. "Yes, but that's not a bad thing!" Yamaguchi retorted.
When you came out of the fitting room, you noticed another dress in the window. "Wait a minute, I want to try something else!" you said, heading for the booth again. "This time I'll choose this dress for you," Yamaguchi murmured.
After a while, Yamaguchi showed you a new dress. "I suggest you try this dress," he said. "But isn't it too simple?" you said. "Simple, but elegant at the same time. You look really beautiful wearing it," Yamaguchi said with a sincere smile.
Finally, you took Yamaguchi's suggestion and tried on the dress. When you saw yourself in the mirror, you looked really nice. "How do I look?" you asked. Yamaguchi said, "Charming! Come out and pose for me," he said.
When you came out, Yamaguchi said, "You should definitely buy this dress." "Okay, but you have to buy something too. So get out of the dressing room!" Yamaguchi smiled slightly and said, "Okay, but I'll just buy a T-shirt."
After some more shopping, Yamaguchi picked out a T-shirt. "This one fits me perfectly!" he said, delighted. "I can't wait to wear it," he said. "That shirt will make you look so cute!" you joked.
After leaving the mall, you decided to take a walk outside. As you walked slowly, he said, "It was really fun shopping!" "Yes, it's always fun to be with you," you replied.
Suddenly, Yamaguchi's shoelaces came untied. "Just a second, I need to tie my shoelace," he said. As he knelt down to tie his shoe, he lost his balance for a moment. "Oh, watch out!" you said, laughing. "Okay, that was very funny!" said Yamaguchi.
After shopping, you stopped in front of a restaurant when you started to feel hungry. "Shall we grab a bite to eat? This shopping is making me hungry," you said, looking at the menu. "Yes, but what shall we eat? I wonder what's on the menu!" he said, delighted.
When you walked in, the warm atmosphere of the restaurant welcomed you. You both started to study the menu. "I'm thinking of getting pizza," you said. "I'll have pasta too, but I have to try your pizza!" he said, smiling.
After placing your orders, you started chatting at the table. "Today was really fun," you said. Yamaguchi said, "It really was! I really enjoyed shopping with you," he replied.
When the food arrived, Yamaguchi's eyes lit up when he saw the pizza. "This looks great! I want to taste yours," he said, taking a slice. "How is it? Do you like it?" you asked. Yamaguchi smiled with the pizza in his mouth and said, "Yes, absolutely! But it's a bit too cheesy."
"I didn't know you didn't like cheese pizza," you said, smiling. "I like to try some different flavors sometimes," he said, joking with you.
When you finished your meal, you decided to order dessert. "Shall we share a slice of cake?" you said. "Okay, but just one slice!" said Yamaguchi, narrowing his eyes and smiling.
When you ordered the cake, the waiter's expression as he brought it to you made you laugh. As you slowly shared the slice, Yamaguchi took a bite of the dessert and said, "This is great too!" "I'm glad we came, aren't we?" you said happily.
As the day slowly came to an end, the smile on Yamaguchi's face made you happy. "Today was a very special day for me," you said. Yamaguchi said, "For me too! It was great shopping and eating with you," Yamaguchi replied.
When you went out together after dinner, the sky was colored orange and pink as the sun was setting. As you walked slowly home, you took Yamaguchi's hand and said, "I will always remember this." "Me too, being with you is always special," Yamaguchi added.
Finally, as you walked home, you were secretly savoring these beautiful moments. From shopping to dinner, you had strengthened your commitment to each other. As you slowly made your way home, you once again realized the value of life's small but precious moments.
You had planned a weekend for yourself. You woke up dreaming of the weekend with your boyfriend, Nishinoya. First you went to the kitchen to prepare your breakfast. Your smile never left your face as you prepared a plate full of fresh bread, cheese and olives. After preparing your coffee, you spent a pleasant morning watching the sunlight streaming in through the window.
Just as you were about to sip your coffee, your phone started ringing. When you saw Nishinoya's name on the screen, you picked it up curiously.
“Good morning, Yuu!” you said cheerfully.
“Y/N, you need to come here now! There is an urgent!” Nishinoya's voice sounded alarmed, and you started to worry.
“What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?” you asked.
“The faucet is leaking! The house is filling with water!” At that moment, even the warmth of the coffee felt like it was slipping away. “Okay, I'll be right there!” you hung up the phone and rushed out of the house.
As you ran to Nishinoya's house, you felt uneasy. You wondered what would happen to her if she thought the faucet was leaking. When you knocked quickly on the door, Nishinoya opened it immediately. She was covered in drops of water and her eyes were shining with panic.
“Y/N, hurry up! We need to fix the faucet!” she yelled. Both of you ran to the kitchen sink. Indeed, water was everywhere. The puddle under the sink had merged with the water spreading everywhere.
“Boo, what should we do?” you asked in a panic.
“First we need to turn off the faucet! Start there!” he said. You quickly turned off the faucet, but the water hadn't stopped flowing. Nishinoya came to your aid, picking up the scattered rags.
“We have to be a bit faster! This place is going to turn into a swamp!” she said, laughing, but you could see her worry.
Suddenly, you were both startled to hear one of the pipes under the faucet burst. Water gushed out uncontrollably, splashing over you. You closed your eyes and Nishinoya started laughing. “I didn't expect that!”
“Neither did I! We need to stop having fun and find a solution to this as soon as possible!” you replied. At that moment you slipped on a cloth that had fallen on the floor and lost your balance, falling on top of Nishinoya. You both started laughing at once. As you looked at each other in the water, you knew you were having a funny moment.
“Okay, this is a disaster, but it's also fun!” said Nishinoya, leaning over you and continuing to smile.
“Yes, but we still have to find a solution before your house floods!” you said, unable to stop smiling.
Nishinoya,
“Maybe we need to be a bit more careful!” he said and headed for the sink. “We'll have to work as a team to fix this!”
As they tried to fix the faucet together, the water kept splashing. Nishinoya,
“Maybe we should find a way to dance underwater!” he said, laughing. Both of you started laughing more and more, making light of the funny situation.
Finally, you managed to fix the faucet and the water stopped flowing. But there was still a puddle of water all around. Nishinoya,
“Now we have to clean this water,” he said.
“I never wanted to do this, but it might be fun if we do it together,” you replied. You both laughed and started cleaning. Nishinoya wiped up the puddle and you helped her.
After a while, the house started to look tidy. “You know, it was so nice having you with me this morning to help me with the repairs,” Nishinoya said as you cleaned up.
“I love you too, Yuu. Everything is more fun with you.” Nishinoya's face lit up even more.
“And it was great dancing under the water this morning,” she added.
“But I might have gotten a little wet,” you said with a smile.
“That's just our story! We'll remember it,” he said, squeezing her hand.
That morning, the time that passed after the flooding incident would remain an unforgettable memory in his heart. You thought how nice it was to be near Nishinoya, to be filled with her warmth and energy.
As time passed, you and Nishinoya stayed in the kitchen for a while after you finished cleaning, enjoying the morning sunshine. You slowly approached each other and suddenly looked into each other's eyes. It was to be one of the most beautiful moments of your life.
“Y/N, I love you so much,” Nishinoya said, taking another step forward and taking your hand.
“I love you too, Yuu. Every moment with you is special,” you replied. Nishinoya held your hand tighter and leaned closer to you, bowing her head.
You both smiled, savoring the moment. This simple but special moment had strengthened the bond between you. The warmth of that morning came not only from the chaos of the flood, but also from your deep love for each other.
synopsis ➸ fresh off a trip from brazil, hinata’s crashing at kenma’s place. the last thing he expected? being drawn to his old friend’s daughter
tags ➸ dilf!hinata, dad’s best friend trope (kinda), age gap, sexual tension, hinata and kenma have some tension between them (and it’s not the good kind), sorta ooc hinata, me mentioning his happy trail every five sentences, groping, dry humping, making out, biting, spanking, daddy kink, rough sex, blow job, face fucking, deepthroating/throat bulge, nipple play, fingering, overstimulation, dirty talking, kitchen sex, creampie, unprotected sex, degradation, begging, hair pulling, manhandling
wc ➸ 16.4k 💀
The rhythmic pounding echoed down the hallway, rousing you from your half-doze on the living room couch. You frowned blearily at the Netflix menu awaiting your resumption, ears perking at the unexpected sound of knocking on your front door.
Glancing at the clock, you couldn't help but bristle at the late-night intrusion. Didn't these losers ever just take a hint and leave you alone at this hour? Your dad may have been a famous streamer in his heyday, but that didn't give creeps free rein to wander up to your doorstep at all hours.
"Dad?" you called out in a raised voice to no response. Typical. Kenma slept like the dead most nights these days.
With an aggrieved huff, you snagged your baseball bat leaning against the bookshelf and stomped to the entryway. Through the peephole, the shadowy figure of a sturdily built man loomed close to the door, hand still raised mid-knock.
"Yeah, whaddaya want?" you barked out bluntly before your apprehension could spike any higher.
A brief pause, then a warm, distinctly male chuckle reverberated through the thick wood. "Well now, that's one heck of a way to greet an old friend after all these years! Kenma didn't mention his daughter was so...feisty."
You arched one eyebrow, taking in the rich timbre of his voice - smooth velvet with a hint of rasp that sent an inadvertent shiver tracing down your spine. Repositioning the bat over your shoulder, you pulled open the door to face the mystery man fully for the first time.
And immediately had to tighten your suddenly slack grip on your improvised weapon, lest it go clattering straight to the floor.
This was no vagrant creep or overzealous groupie eyeing you predatorily in the dim lighting. The figure standing there exuded the sort of unbridled masculine charisma that conjured half-baked fantasies about a forbidden tryst with your hot older teacher from high school days. Only...magnified exponentially into the stuff of genuine wet dreams now rendered flesh.
From the tousled carrot-orange thatch to the sculpted musculature rippling beneath his well-worn shirt with every subtle shift, this man was the literal embodiment of tall-dark-and-smoldering personified. And those eyes - vibrant pools of rich amber that seemed to gleam with unbridled mischief even surrounded by the crows-feet and laughter lines of someone clearly on the wiser side of his prime.
You swallowed hard against the sudden dryness coating the back of your throat despite your best efforts. Forcing a disaffected look to the contrary, you shrugged carelessly and made a point of raking an appreciative once-over up and down his form as blatantly as possible.
"Yeesh, you sure this is the right house, old man?" you drawled, deliberately pitching your tone into a low lilt that never failed to rile up horny douchebags in the past. "Because if you were looking for a hookup with a hot young thing like me tonight, we both know you're seriously barking up the wrong tree, Daddy."
Rather than look suitably shocked or affronted by your veiled taunts, the rugged older man simply chuckled again - a rough, airy sound that raised goosebumps anew along your arms in a way that set your nerves thrilling dangerously. Those striking amber eyes positively gleamed beneath hooded lids as he regarded you with an inscrutable expression.
"I always forget how spirited Kenma's little girl grew up being," he mused, the low rumble vibrating straight through you. "But I promise you this - your old Uncle Shoyo would never disrespect you like that if he was looking for a good time tonight."
At those words uttered so casually, your breath stuttered dangerously in your lungs as the ground seemed to shift sideways all of a sudden. Jaw plummeting slack, you gawped at this stranger in your doorway with fresh awareness dawning.
"Uncle...Shoyo?" you echoed dumbly. Like the legendary Monster Generation volleyball star that your dad occasionally reminisced about in his youth? That Uncle Shoyo?
The man's bright smile widened to boyish degrees crinkles radiating outwards from the corners of those molten amber eyes that still somehow managed to glitter with devilish hints despite his mature age. "The one and only! Though I guess it would be more accurate to call me Uncle Hinata these days, now that I'm an old geezer in your eyes."
Before you could summon any further response, another rich baritone voice echoed from somewhere deeper in the apartment. "Shoyo? That really you?"
You pivoted instinctively with your jaw still hanging slack as the familiar silhouette of your father appeared around the hall corner - all tousled bedhead and barely-contained excitement shining from his pale amber gaze now.
"Kenma! It's me alright, just like I promised," Uncle Hinata—Hinata exclaimed, already ambling forward to enfold your dad in a tight embrace. "Brazil hasn't changed a thing, buddy. Still somehow managed to grow taller than you even after all these years."
"Oh please," your dad retorted without any real heat, hugging his apparent childhood friend in turn. "Says the guy who spent a whole decade getting brain damage in the sand just so he could keep jumping a few inches higher until retiring."
The two men - former athletic rivals turned coworkers turned...whatever their bond was nowadays - shared a laugh you felt utterly excluded from. In that suspended heartbeat, you couldn't help but rake your eyes over Hinata's tall, rangy frame once more in renewed scrutiny.
Somehow the man beamed with youthful vibrancy and rakish appeal you'd assumed impossible for someone your dad's age and station in life - everything from that windswept tousle of sunset hair to the laidback charisma radiating from his very pores like some eternal beach spirit entranced you dangerously.
"So you're really him...?" you murmured once your mental faculties finally rebooted with a jolt. "The infamous Ninja Shoyo that Dad never shuts up about?"
A strange mixture of relief and renewed intrigue flickered across Hinata's striking features as his molten gaze returned to you - flicking up and down your frame with unabashed appraisal that made you straighten self-consciously.
"That's me..." he drawled in that low, smoky timbre that plucked straight at something deep in your feminine hindbrain. "Though nobody has called me that kinda name in years now, [Y/N]. Hard to be a ninja master when the rest of the world grows up faster than you do..."
At the playful self-deprecation, his eyes crinkled in that way that did utterly sinful things to your rapidly pounding pulse you refused to examine too closely. You forced a scoffing sound, jutting one hip out in an artless sprawl you hoped came across as aloof rather than captivated.
"Well you sure made one hell of an entrance tonight for being a 'retired old geezer,'" you couldn't resist taunting, relishing in the way his intense amber stare remained riveted to you as the faintest curl teased the corner of that full, expressive mouth.
"I just don't see what the big fuss was about if you were really such hot stuff back then," you drawled, deliberately dipping into that same honeyed lilt that had always been Kryptonite for cocky douchebags in your vicinity before. "But then again...maybe you are a different breed afterall, Uncle Shoyo..."
You held Hinata's gaze steadily, refusing to falter beneath the renewed heat you could have sworn flared behind those penetrating eyes as your meaning registered with naked clarity in the space between you. Your heart hammered a wild, furious tattoo against your ribcage that you couldn't quite place or dismiss the implications of just yet.
All you knew in that suspended breath of charged silence was that no matter how or why, this particular worldly older man - one you expected you should still view in some detached, innocuous uncle-figure capacity - had effortlessly sideswiped your flustered wits and begged exploration of places you could never revisit unscathed again.
The tension only mounted as you hastily retreated to the kitchen, mind whirling while you prepared a tray of tea with shaky hands. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't shake the burn of Hinata's lingering stare nor the visceral lure of his powerfully-built frame.
Unseemly thoughts crept in of how those strong hands might feel on your body - calloused palms mapping every dip and curve with rough insistence as he crowded you against the nearest surface. You bit your lip hard, imagining the scrape of his stubbled jaw branding your fevered skin while pinning you in place with that intense smolder alone.
By the time the tea finished steeping, you grabbed the tray and took a fortifying breath before heading back to the living room. Uncle Shoyo and your dad were settled on the couch, deep in familiar conversation that felt almost jarring in its animation compared to Kenma's usual reservation.
You hung back for a moment, surreptitiously drinking in the sight of the older Hinata with fresh, unfettered appreciation. The sleeves of his t-shirt clung to every flexing cord of muscle in his biceps and forearms with each emphatic gesture, straining in a way you refused to find tantalizing.
More distracting still was the fabric pulled taut across the defined ridges and hard planes of his abdomen - clearly outlining the intriguing trail of auburn hair disappearing into the snug waistband of his pants. You swallowed hard, pulse thrumming as you watched that obscenely fit torso undulate and stretch with every deep inhale and rich laugh rumbled free.
"Oh [Y/N], there you are," your dad's voice rang out abruptly, startling you. He frowned slightly, eyes narrowing as his gaze swept over your flustered expression. "Everything okay there? You look a little...feverish."
Heat flooded your cheeks as Hinata turned those scorching amber eyes towards you once more, shameless interest glinting from their depths. His stare raked over your form in a lingering, unabashed appraisal that made you want to squirm like a prize heifer on display.
"Hmm, you might be onto something there, Kenma," Hinata drawled in that low, rumbling timbre that sent tingles dancing down your spine. "She did look maybe a little worked up about something when she came back just now..."
"Uncle Shoyo!" you sputtered despite yourself, outrage burning away any lingering embarrassment. "I'm perfectly fine, thanks for your concern."
Kenma continued scrutinizing you with that canny, assessing look he always wore when suspecting you were up to no good. You jutted your chin up stubbornly, meeting his stony gaze in wordless challenge until Hinata chuckled softly.
"Hey now, no need to get so riled up right off the bat!" he interjected placatingly, hands raised in mock surrender. "I was just messing around, [Y/N]. We're all friends here, right?"
You opened your mouth to retort, but faltered at the heated undertone of his words and the sly wink accompanying them. Kenma scoffed loudly then, scowl deepening as his focus swiveled to pin Hinata with an exasperated glare that promised retribution.
"Don't even try it, old man," your dad growled with an almost protective edge. "My daughter isn't one of those groupies constantly throwing themselves at your feet back in Rio, understand?"
Hinata laughed again, completely unbothered as he angled that hulking frame forward. His shirt rode up obscenely, revealing a tantalizing strip of tanned, toned abdomen you couldn't seem to tear your eyes away from despite your best efforts.
"Easy, Kenma!" Hinata rumbled, lush lips curved in a wicked grin that promised sweet sin. "I think it goes without saying that [Y/N] here is way out of an old beach bum's league. Was just messing around is all..."
He trailed off then, once more dragging his blatant perusal up the length of your body with liquid heat in his smoldering stare. You clenched your thighs instinctively, desire and outrage warring as your teeth dug into your lower lip to stifle any reactions.
The next few moments seemed to stretch into a thick, electrically-charged silence. You, your father, and Hinata simply regarding one another - the weight of unspoken tension and challenge thrumming through the air with every weighted pause. Until finally, you broke it by clearing your throat and stepping forward.
"Well, I brought the tea you wanted," you announced airily, like nothing untoward had just happened. "Then I'll be going to my room if you two want to keep reminiscing about the good old days."
"[Y/N]..." your dad started in a tone of clear warning, eyes narrowing as you stepped past their tangle of limbs on the couch to set the tray on the coffee table.
"Don't worry about it," Hinata interjected smoothly, rising to his towering height with languid, boneless grace you tried not to notice. "Your old Uncle Shoyo is probably overstaying his welcome as it is tonight."
He cast you one final, heated look from beneath lowered lashes, expression utterly inscrutable beyond the banked hunger simmering there. Then without another word, he turned and prowled towards the guest bedroom in a loose-limbed lope you tried desperately not to track too closely.
Only once his broad, muscular back disappeared from view did you let out a shaky breath. Kenma remained seated on the couch, radiating a silent but palpable displeasure and glaring accusation you refused to acknowledge directly.
So instead, you strode forward and leaned down to press a chaste peck to his cheek while avoiding eye contact entirely. "Goodnight, Dad. I'll see you in the morning."
Then before he could respond or break the tension hanging thick in the air, you spun on your heel and hurried to the sanctuary of your bedroom - every molecule buzzing with the unsettled aftershocks of Hinata's disarming presence so near.
Because as much as you tried to deny or bury it, his raw masculine vitality and promise of unshackled experience called to you on a primal, instinctual level. Echoing through your thundering pulse in a siren song of temptation you knew could only lead to utter ruination in its wake if you let your guard down...but that seemed increasingly inevitable with each passing second.
The next morning, you shuffled out of your bedroom in rumpled pajamas and messy bedhead, stifling a yawn. The memory of Hinata's unexpected arrival had already begun to fade into a vivid but surreal blur against the slate of your drowsy morning routine.
At least, until you rounded the corner into the kitchen and pulled up short with a sharp inhale. There stood the man himself - tall, broad-shouldered, and utterly shirtless, giving you an unobstructed view of his chiseled back flexing as he rummaged through your cabinets.
You felt your mouth go abruptly dry, gaze riveted to the tantalizing vee of muscle trailing down from his sculpted shoulders, dipping into the waistband of those low-slung sweatpants hugging his hips enticingly. Each subtle shift and roll of his powerful frame drew your hungry stare, unable to look away.
"Morning, sleepyhead," Hinata rumbled without turning around, as if sensing your presence instinctively. "Your dad said he had some company stuff to deal with early, so he stuck me with babysitting duty for now."
You blinked dazedly for a beat, still struggling to reconcile this morning vision of masculine glory before you. The crisp auburn hair tousled by sleep, the enticing glide of defined musculature shifting beneath tanned skin, the shameless confidence radiating off him in delicious waves...
Clearing your throat, you finally managed to find your voice around the lump of arousal lodged there. "I hardly need a babysitter, old man," you drawled in what you hoped sounded nonchalant. "Especially not from family friends who look closer to collecting social security than—"
Hinata finally turned then, bracing one hip against the counter and propping his arms behind him as those molten amber eyes swept over your body from head to toe in a single scorching appraisal. Your breath hitched at the lingering heat dripping off the heated rumble of his next words.
"Watch that smart mouth of yours before it really does get you into trouble, sweetheart," he crooned, lips curved into a wicked smirk that bordered on indecent promise. "You really think your dad asked me to stick around and play nice this morning?"
Despite your best efforts, your traitorous gaze couldn't help but skate over every taut line and definition of his exposed torso shamelessly. The crisp trail of auburn hair disappearing beneath those sweatpants seemed like an insistent beacon, taunting your curiosity.
Clearing your throat again, you forced your attention to the half-chopped produce on the kitchen island. With slightly shaky movements, you grabbed a knife and began working on the remaining ingredients to distract yourself from the living sexual fantasy just a few feet away.
"Well considering he pays the bills around here," you tossed out as breezily as possible, still not meeting Uncle Shoyo's stare directly. "I think it's pretty safe to assume your role this morning is closer to the 'creepy uncle nobody likes' end of the spectrum."
A low chuckle reverberated through the open kitchen, low and syrupy in a way that made your heart stutter. You risked a glance over to find Hinata's eyes utterly fixated on you now – devouring your every move as you brandished the sharp knife with utterly rapt interest.
"Whatever you say, pumpkin," he purred, shifting his stance subtly to cross one sinewy arm over his abdomen in a way that made all those flexing ridges pop in sinful definition. "But I gotta warn you, your little jabs don't exactly have the effect you think on me..."
Your mouth went bone dry once more as he raked that brazen stare over your sleep-tousled bedhead next, unruly mop and all. Then those full lips quirked in a way that made you want to simultaneously combust and punch him right in that shameless mouth.
"In fact, they kinda just make me want to bend you over this counter and teach you some proper manners until you're begging for mercy all night, sweetheart."
You almost missed the suggestive lilt at the end, abruptly choking as his words slammed into you like a physical force. The knife slipped in your grip slicing neatly into your thumb as a startled yelp punched its way free.
"Shit!" you hissed, sucking the shallow graze instinctively only to see a few glistening beads of crimson well forth.
"Whoa there, easy!" Suddenly Hinata was crowding into your space without any warning, large hand closing over yours to inspect the damage with surprising tenderness. "Let me take a look at that, [Y/N]."
Before you could respond, Hinata's hand was coaxing yours up towards those full lips with intent simmering in those hooded embers. You watched in stunned silence as his tongue darted out to swipe over the tiny wound in one long, heated glide—only to suck your thumb directly into the wet heat of his mouth with a low groan of apparent satisfaction.
Every muscle in your body instantly seized up at the erotic massage of his tongue swirling deliberately around the pad in a sensual slide. Watching those sharp cheekbones hollow with each languid pull, you felt the throb between your legs intensify to an almost painful ache of pure, thwarted need. But you seemed incapable of looking away, utterly transfixed.
Uncle Shoyo maintained searing eye contact as his dexterous tongue swiped over every nuance of your thumb with devoted reverence, chasing every copper tinge hungrily. Then with one final swirl that made you stifle a desperate whimper, he slowly released the digit from captivity with a harsh exhale – eyeing your swollen lips with naked hunger as a slick trail of saliva clung between you in an obscene string.
"Be careful now, beautiful," he rumbled in that deep, gravelly timbre that sank talons into your very core. His gaze scorched over your body once more as he stepped back slowly and ambled back towards the exit without a backwards glance. "I'd hate to have to really punish you next time if you keep taunting me like this..."
Then he was gone, leaving you standing there bereft and throbbing deliriously with frustrated longing in the empty kitchen. Because you knew deep down the provocative Uncle had just issued point-blank challenge and promise: that this was only the opening gambit in his heated pursuit, and he had zero intentions of backing down until you'd been claimed utterly.
Unable to resist any longer, you slumped back against the counter on trembling legs and slid one hand between your thighs with a desperate keen – already picturing Hinata's smoldering mug as you sought frantic release in his smoldering wake. Because despite your best efforts, you were now officially hooked on indulging in the forbidden byproducts of his unshackled virility – no matter how dangerous or ruinous the ultimate destination...
You barely made it back to your bedroom before collapsing against the door, legs trembling violently as the aftershocks of Uncle Shoyo's brazen stunt continued ricocheting through your veins. A whimper punched free as your thighs clenched instinctively, the memory of his ravenous stare haunting you as he slowly, purposefully released your thumb from captivity.
Heat coiled molten and liquid in your belly as you palmed your breasts roughly through the thin cotton tanks, thumbing over rapidly pebbling nipples. Squeezing your eyes shut, you could practically feel Hinata's searing presence looming over you once more - massive palms engulfing your curves as his calloused fingertips teased sensitive flesh with maddening patience...
Before you could surrender fully to fantasy's sweet oblivion, however, a strange urge gripped you. Almost frantic, you shed your rumpled pajamas and quickly rushed to the shower to freshen up before you busied yourself rummaging through your dresser and closet for a fresh dress to change into. You needed to get out of this house, away from the lingering fog of temptation still swirling thick and cloying after such an intimate morning encounter. At least for a little while...
Finally settling on a soft, breezy yellow sundress, you slipped it on hastily and attempted to secure the back tie yourself. But after several frustrating attempts, you realized with an inward groan that the ribbons were too tangled.
"Dammit..." you huffed under your breath, smoothing the front over your hips with rigid motions. You swept your gaze towards the vanity mirror, preparing to just gather your hair over one shoulder and let it hang for now.
The delicious expanse of tanned skin and flexing muscle that greeted you instead nearly sent you crashing to your knees with a dismayed cry.
There, leaning one broad shoulder against the doorframe and utterly at ease, stood Shoyo in nothing but those obscenely slung sweatpants riding sinfully low on his chiseled hips. Streaks of early morning sunlight gilded every defined ridge and hollow of his upper body in buttery warmth, licking over flaring biceps and the mouthwatering trail of auburn hair trailing temptingly beneath the loose waistband.
"You look like you could use a hand there," Hinata rumbled in that smoky baritone you were quickly growing addicted to hearing. Those molten eyes found yours in the mirror with delicious weight, smoldering openly now rather than even attempting to conceal the naked provocation simmering behind his heavy-lidded stare.
Despite the sudden lurch of panic kicking your heart into overdrive, you couldn't quite seem to tear your gaze from his inviting reflection hovering behind you. Drinking in the indolent sprawl of that powerful frame radiating unchecked masculinity and quiet dominion - like a supreme hunter casually awaiting its hapless prey's next stumbling move on instinct.
You swallowed hard but held his smoldering stare steadily, refusing to falter or acknowledge the way your nipples tightened beneath the silken fabric. Despite having watched on breathlessly while Hinata lapped at your thumb, relishing the debauched slide of his tongue over your heated flesh...something about his supreme confidence sprawled behind you now made it abundantly clear he could and would ruin any last vestiges of innocence left within you given half a chance.
"Just stay right there and let me get that for you, babygirl," Hinata purred in a low rasp that raised goosebumps rippling over your exposed arms and back.
Before you could so much as open your mouth to respond, he was slinking closer with that same predatory, liquid grace you'd witnessed in glimpses during the party last night. The air around you seemed to crackle and sing with electricity, only mounting higher as Shoyo's physical presence blotted out every other consideration entirely.
You held yourself utterly still as those large, calloused palms seared lines of blissful rapture wherever they grazed over your shoulders and waist from behind. Hinata deliberately braced one broad palm across your abdomen, exerting the barest hint of insistent pressure to pull your curves flush against his powerful torso in a silken slide you felt all the way to your molten core.
"You smell..." he growled thickly by your ear, breath fanning hot and teasing over the racing pulse in your throat as his free hand set about loosening the tangled ties at your back. "...like temptation itself, you naughty little thing..."
A piteous keen slipped free as Hinata's questing fingers completed their task, leaving the ribbons hanging undone as his palms skated back up to clasp your hips in a punishing, possessive vise. Those scorching pads scorched searing brands over the indentations of your hips, pulling you even harder against the intractable ridge of his cock notching between your trembling thighs in a single, uncompromising move.
Your lashes fluttered as the delicious pressure radiated white hot sparks dancing across your vision, mouth falling open around a shuddering exhale of helpless rapture. In the mirror, Hinata's eyes found yours swimming with naked hunger – the simmering embers of whatever tinder sparked between you last night rendered a roaring furnace in the wake of this morning's torrid duel.
"You gonna keep tempting me like this, pretty girl?" Hinata husked in a gravelly rasp dripping with promise and lingering challenge. "Or do you finally have the good sense to run now before you really earn yourself that punishment you've been courting so hard after...?"
With one final squeeze of warning that made your core spasm with empty ache, he slowly eased away and turned to saunter out of the bedroom without another word. You watched him retreat through the mirror's unforgiving reflection - powerless to do anything but gape and tremble wretchedly as the fog of his surroundings presence dissipated incrementally.
Yet this time, rather than any shaky sense of relief, you found your chest heaving with frustrated desperation and need. Because thanks to Uncle Shoyo's heated morning indulgence, you discovered an agonizing new truth:
You didn't just crave sampling the forbidden delights of his singular experience unfolding before you.
No, you utterly ached to immolate yourself completely in the smoldering rapture only he could bestow through sweet, rapturous ecstasy....or hellfire oblivion – so long as you drifted within orbit of his radiant intensity from this moment onward.
Some time later, you finally emerged from your bedroom in a dazed stupor - only to very nearly collide with your father striding up the main hallway towards you. Kenma pulled up short with a frown tugging at his features as his assessing gaze raked over your flushed, tousled state, and the frown deepened pointedly.
"Everything okay, [Y/N]?" he asked in that careful deadpan you knew meant a veiled accusation lurked beneath.
You shook your head in a vain attempt to clear the lingering afterglow clinging from your encounter with Hinata, tugging at the hem of your sundress self-consciously. "Of course, why wouldn't it be? I was just getting ready to go grab some fresh air—"
"Ah." The single syllable came clipped and flat from your father's otherwise impassive expression.
Several fraught heartbeats ticked by in heavy silence before Kenma shifted forward – not quite blocking your path, but radiating an undeniable command for your full, tempered attention nonetheless.
"Going somewhere with my old friend in tow, I take it?" His assessing stare remained level and unreadable save for the undercurrent of warning you recognized all too viscerally from childhood. "I thought we might have a... discussion about setting some ground rules first concerning his company here, [Y/N]."
Despite your frustration spiking anew at his paternal insinuations, you felt a hot flush of shame creeping up your throat. Try as you might, you couldn't meet your father's gaze directly as your mind flashed back in vivid relief to the exhilarating yet illicit thrill of Shoyo's sheer presence looming over you just minutes ago.
Seeming to sense your lack of response, Kenma finally allowed the first cracks to shudder across his typically stoic facade with a weary sigh.
"Look, ...your Uncle Shoyo might still joke and carry that same sunshine-kid energy as back then," he started evenly. "But the reality is he's still a grown man now, with...certain appetites and lack of restraint Hinata's always struggled with at times."
He paused to pin you with a searching, almost beseeching look that somehow made you feel even smaller and more transparent in his presence.
"I'm not saying to stay away from him entirely while he's staying here," Kenma went on more softly. "I remember how much you adored him back when you were little, and that bond means the world to him still."
He shifted closer then, reaching out to brush your disheveled hair aside with a tender yet firm touch that compelled your chin upwards instinctively.
"But I need you to understand that regardless of your...curiosities, your Uncle Shoyo inhabits a vastly different world of adult experience than anything you've had yet, sweetheart. One wrong seed planted could veer things down a dangerous path leading to hurt for everyone."
You shivered despite the gentle warmth and fondness radiating from your father in that infinitely precious moment. Because you recognized the stark sincerity behind his warning, and couldn't necessarily refute its validity after staring down the ravenous, unshackled hunger radiating from Uncle Shoyo's very presence earlier.
Still, even as you nodded mutely in acquiescence, a reckless splinter of thrill lanced through your core. Because now, having glimpsed the erotically-charged path being laid out before you both, you felt all the more determined to keep tumbling headlong and heedless into whatever deliciously ruinous aftermath awaited. No matter the cost or lasting implications...
The sudden, unexpected warmth of Kenma's hand cradling your cheek brought your awareness spiraling back sharply. Before you could quite process what was happening, he'd leaned down and pressed the softest, sweetest kiss against your forehead – just above the crease between your brows.
"Be smart, [Y/N]," he murmured gruffly against your hairline, eyes shining with an emotion you couldn't quite place. "And be back before curfew tonight too, you hear me? No exceptions this time."
Then he was brushing past you towards the front door, thick quiet settling in his wake like physical fog as you remained rooted to the spot. Utterly reeling between the rapidly conflicting currents of exhilarating temptation...and warning stark enough to make even your rebellious core quake in trepidation despite your best efforts otherwise.
You spent the day out with your friends, attempting and mostly failing to clear your head of the heated memories from this morning's encounter with Hinata. No matter where you went or what activity you immersed yourself in, phantom wisps of his smoky presence and provocative words lingered like an intoxicating fog.
On one hand, the lively chatter and antics provided a much-needed distraction from replaying his heated bedroom encounter over and over.
But on the other, your mind seemed to grind to a screeching halt anytime the conversation veered towards your houseguest's identity. Which, given how famous Shoyo Hinata remained in sporting circles thanks to his legendary athletic career, happened far more frequently than you were prepared for.
"Wait, wait...are you seriously telling me the Ninja Shoyo himself is crashing at your place right now?!" Mari, your most relentlessly thirsty friend, practically screeched after some sly prompting from the others.
You shot her a withering glare and mouthed for her to shut up even as the rest of the group devolved into giggles and raucous speculation over whether the confirmed bachelor was as virile and charismatic in-person as rumored.
"Oh come on, [Y/N]!" Aiko wheedled between bites of her burger, dark eyes gleaming mischievously. "You can't just dangle that kind of forbidden fruit in front of us and not expect us to beg for the details!"
Chewing your lip in embarrassed silence, you tried to tune out the rising din of increasingly risqué jokes and pleas to get them invited over for an audience with the legendary Hinata Shoyo. Phantom echoes of his deep, smoky rumble and intoxicating scent seemed to cling to the edges of your consciousness no matter how hard you tried shoving them away.
"At least get us a signed photo if you end up too chicken to let us meet him in person, you miserly brat!" Mari tacked on with a mock glare. "That'll be the closest I ever get to seeing total sex-on-legs unless I end up a cougar!"
Their laughter rolled on undeterred as you hunched further over your meal, cheeks burning and belly clenching with resurgent heat that had nothing to do with the food. Squeezing your thighs together surreptitiously only offered a momentary respite from the low, pulsing ache - one you tried studiously ignoring as well.
"Look, are you all done gawking and gossiping like vultures?" you sighed in fond resignation. "Because let's just say that if you met him properly, you'd realize my uncle is way out of all your horny little leagues..."
A fresh wave of cackling and raucous giggling met your faux-dismissive quip, spurring you to stand and begin making your excuses for the evening. Because despite your best efforts, you could already feel that reckless splinter of need and anticipation resurfacing in your gut at the prospect of returning home to your father...and his houseguest.
So you deflected the suggestive teasing and crude demands to invite Shoyo out properly, firmly refusing to think too hard on why the thought of sharing any part of Shoyo gave you pause. On some deep, instinctual level, you were rapidly becoming consumed by the urge to keep his unbound presence all to yourself from this point on out. Regardless of innocence or ruination that inevitably awaited in his merciless wake.
By the time you reached your neighborhood streets, the crisp night air helped settle your determination somewhat. One last chance to sidestep and avoid tumbling any further down whatever rabbit hole of depravity Hinata seemed intent on leading you both...
But then your apartment building's modest facade loomed into view with the lights still glowing in the windows, and you felt a strange gravitational lurch in your core. Like being reeled inexorably back towards the inescapable flames of illicit temptation despite your best efforts otherwise.
When you reached the front door and paused to let your pulse steady, the subdued sounds of a movie playing somewhere within gave you momentary pause. Maybe your dad was simply unwinding alone – granting you an opportunity to slip inside unnoticed and steer clear of potential pitfalls for tonight at least?
Only as your hand closed over the knob and you pushed the door open a crack, the rich timbre of Hinata's voice reached your ears – gruff and unmistakable in the entryway's dimness.
"Well well, look who finally decided to come back!" he called out in mocking tones. "Your poor old uncle was starting to think maybe you'd slunk off for greener pastures tonight after our fun little morning together earlier."
You froze in place with your heart abruptly lodged in your throat, berating yourself for not simply fleeing in the opposite direction while you still had the chance. But like a moth drawn to flame, you found yourself drifting further inside until the living room came into view.
There sat Shoyo, lounging at ease on the middle sofa cushion with one powerful arm slung along the backrest in apparent comfort. Weirdly, a blanket was draped across his lap – though you found your gaze drifting over the exposed vee of his shirt and every flexing cord of that tanned bicep with reflexive hunger before you wrestled your focus away again.
But it was the other person sitting opposite that really made your heart plummet into your stomach with dread. Your dad, Kenma, sat slouched in his usual armchair – dark eyes trained on the television with characteristic stoicism as he took in whatever movie was playing.
"Evening, [Y/N]," he spoke up evenly without glancing over. "Good timing – Shoyo and I were actually just thinking about putting on another film if you're interested in joining us?"
You opened your mouth, mind racing as you sought some reasonable excuse to demure and retreat to the safety of your bedroom. But before you could formulate a single syllable, Hinata had straightened upright on the sofa and fixed you with those smoldering amber eyes burning through the dimness.
"Actually, you know what?" he rumbled in that gravelly baritone that made your thighs clench reflexively. "I had something better in mind than another boring flick..."
Despite your sinking feeling worsening by the second, you watched helplessly as Uncle Shoyo rearranged the blanket pooled across his lap...then patted the cushion beside him in an exaggerated motion that would've been comically exaggerated in any other circumstance.
"Why don't you bring that cute little butt of yours over here and make yourself comfy next to your favorite uncle for this next one, hmm?" he purred, not even trying to disguise the open insolence and provocation dripping from his every word. "We can kick back...you can cozy up right here where I can keep an eye on you staying out of trouble like a good girl..."
The blatant, unrepentant innuendo left zero ambiguity over his true intentions. Despite your best efforts to shore up your beleaguered senses, you felt your face flushing hotly and palms growing damp with visceral thrill racing in your veins. Because no matter how stern your father's earlier warnings had been...this was Uncle Shoyo boldly commencing his dogged pursuit anew right out in the open.
You shifted uncertainly on your feet for a moment, caught between Shoyo's provocative invitation and the mounting tension radiating off your dad beside him. The living room suddenly felt unbearably charged, rife with unspoken challenges and wordless dares testing the fraying threads of propriety permeating the air.
Just as you opened your mouth, still grasping for some semblance of stable footing, Kenma's measured baritone cut through the hush with deceptive mildness.
"Actually, [Y/N], why don't you go ahead and get changed into something more comfortable first?" he suggested without tearing his gaze from the television screen. "No sense being all dressed up if we're just lounging around and catching up on crappy movies together."
The pointed emphasis on that last part hinted at unspoken layers simmering just beneath the surface of your dad's composed demeanor. You darted a fraught look between both men, but Kenma steadfastly refused to meet your gaze while Hinata...
Well, Hinata simply sat back with that same searing intensity blazing from his heavy-lidded eyes, lips quirked in the barest hint of a self-satisfied smirk you already recognized meant danger. Despite the veneer of this wholesome father-daughter scene being painted before you, the undeniable insinuation of his unabashed perusal made you clench your thighs together instinctively.
"You heard the man," he rumbled, syrupy timbre dripping with implicit promise. Uncle Shoyo's tongue dragged over his lower lip with exquisite leisure, drawing your rapt focus there like a moth to flame. "Don't keep your favorite uncle waiting too long now, sweet girl..."
Kenma shifted infinitesimally then, casting a weighted look of silent warning in Hinata's direction before your dad finally relented and turned towards you fully. Despite the careful blankness written over his features, something simmered and roiled in those pale, flinty depths when he held your gaze with quiet gravity.
"Take your time," was all he murmured with clear emphasis, expression giving nothing away.
You felt distinctly as if you were being weighed and measured against forces rapidly spiraling beyond your ability to anticipate or control. Despite the mounting vertigo gripping your senses, leaving you adrift, a spark of reckless determination lanced through the fog.
With a tight nod, you drew a fortifying breath and spun on your heel without a backwards glance – stoically ignoring the heated undercurrents still crackling along your exposed nape from Hinata's ravenous scrutiny. This morning may have shattered the last vestiges of innocence ushering you along a dangerous precipice with Hinata...
But tonight, some primal instinct whispered darkly, tonight you were well and truly teetering upon that razor's edge with nowhere to go but fully losing yourself to the sweet, ruinous oblivion now inevitable on the other side.
The rote motions of changing into a loose cotton sleep set blurred into a trance-like haze as you moved through your bedroom mechanically. Every nerve was hyper-tuned for more veiled warnings, another blazing gauntlet thrown down anew to tempt or dismay you from your unraveling trajectory.
But deep down, you understood the futility in feigning obliviousness any longer. Not after Hinata had plunged you into the rapturous crucible with his touch, his taste, his ravenous gaze marking you in a way that could never be unmade or forgotten henceforth.
All that remained was answering the final summons echoing amidst your thundering pulse with honesty...and letting the aftermath of indulgence or consequences tear you both asunder into oblivion if need be.
So when you re-emerged from your bedroom in a fresh white ribbed tanks clinging to your curves and miniscule sleep shorts leaving little to imagination, you met Shoyo's searing amber stare levelly. His broad chest expanded fractionally around a harsh inhale, swirling embers of naked desire and insatiable longing burning behind those hooded eyes clear as day.
Even as you made your way closer, edging around the coffee table until within arm's reach of the back of the sofa where he reclined awaiting you, you refused to falter. The indolent sprawl of Hinata's powerful, chiseled form seemed utterly at odds with the palpable, carnivorous threat radiating off him now in molten waves.
You paused there, petrified beneath that searing, loaded stare raking over every bare inch of your silhouette without a shred of shame or restraint. After several suspended heartbeats dripping with escalating tension, Uncle Shoyo shifted imperceptibly. His free hand dragging the blanket aside to reveal bunched sweatpants and a blatantly obscene tenting of the fabric that made your mouth go bone dry around a whimper.
"That'll do just fine," he rasped in a guttural rasp that sent a frisson of electric heat spearing between your clenching thighs. One calloused fingertip crooked lazily, beckoning you closer with arrogant expectation gleaming from his heavy-lidded gaze. "Now get that sweet ass over here where I can keep you close and out've trouble beside me, pretty girl..."
Twin jolts of panic and exhilarating arousal lanced through you simultaneously at the naked provocation. Because even filtered through the dim lighting, you glimpsed the engorged shape promised beneath the thin material and knew without doubt what sort of wanton claiming Uncle Shoyo had in mind for you tonight.
Yet despite the adrenaline screaming through every cell, fueling your instinctive urge to flee, you felt an even deeper, more primal compulsion tugging you inexorably forward until your senses were bathed in his smoky, alluring presence. Hinata radiated unshakable dominion and leashed force, even slouched indolently before you like a serpent coiled to strike at any moment.
"Sho..."
The single hoarse syllable of warning hissed from behind made you flinch despite yourself. You whipped your head to find Kenma staring at the both of you with a stern, paternal gaze - everything about his rigid posture radiating the quiet yet firm protectiveness you recognized so viscerally.
Rather than match your father's intensity head-on, however, Hinata simply exhaled a low chuckle that seemed to reverberate through the charged space between you in a delicious rasp. You watched, utterly transfixed, as he straightened up and shifted the blanket aside in one fluid movement.
"Easy there, Kenma," he rumbled with that infuriatingly roguish half-smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. "You know me better than that. I'm not about to go tarnishing this homecoming and ruin my chances at more of your lovely daughter's..." His gaze raked over you with blatant heat. "...delightful company while I'm in town."
Despite the distinctly provocative undercurrent still simmering in his tone, Hinata seemed to deliberately soften the edges in a show of placation towards your father. You felt the simmering tension ebbing incrementally even as fresh exasperation flickered behind Kenma's carefully schooled expression.
"For old time's sake, fine," your dad relented at last through gritted teeth. His pale eyes found yours with weighted meaning etched into the stony planes of his visage. "But one more toe across any line here, Shoyo, and you're out on your ass before your old bones can even try spinning another excuse. [Y/N] isn't some naive little girl anymore, either."
The naked warning laced beneath that last softly uttered statement wasn't lost on either of you. Logically, you knew Kenma was trying to shield you from potential hurt or missteps in whatever unspoken exchange unfolded before you. But at the same time, you bristled instinctively at the implication you required such explicit paternal protections - no matter how well-intentioned.
Before you could unpack the bristling mixture of gratitude and indignant frustration any further, however, Hinata cleared his throat meaningfully. When your focus snapped back towards him, he simply crooked one finger in a beckoning 'come hither' gesture that raised your hackles anew despite the clear invitation tingeing his amber gaze with yearning heat.
"Well? C'mere and park that sweet little butt already, kiddo," he rasped, patting the couch cushion beside him once more with exaggerated insistence. "Promise to keep my hands where you can see 'em for now if that'll ease your dad's worries some..."
The blatant implication behind his easy words and rumbling timbre was not lost on you in the slightest. Kenma shifted in his armchair with a weighted sigh somewhere between exasperation and fond resignation you recognized all too well. He was placating Shoyo's incorrigible provocations for the moment - not out of obliviousness, but rather mindfulness of allowing both of you a fragile pretense to navigate whatever inevitability loomed ahead.
So you exhaled a steadying breath and made your way across the living room without faltering any further. Despite the scorching simmer radiating from Shoyo's simmering mug as he tracked your approach with utterly unabashed hunger, there remained an undeniable flicker of warmth and tenderness burning behind the primal furnace in those rich depths you'd come to crave. Reassurance and promise alike, vowing he had no intentions of treading upon the sacred boundaries of your father's trust without permission first.
Instead of claiming the cushion directly beside him as originally beckoned, however, you settled primly on the outer edge of the opposite side. Leaving a respectable yet still charged gulf between your forms that both men seemed to silently recognize without verbal acknowledgement. Kenma grunted something unintelligible but otherwise maintained his silence as the weight of expectant tension clung to the air like humid fog. For his part, Hinata’s nostrils flared ever-so-slightly as he drank in this fresh recalibration through hooded eyes - once more adjusting his restless body language until every coiled inch radiated perfect nonchalance and ease despite the undercurrent still humming between you both like a plucked string.
"Well alright then," he husked out at last once satisfying whatever internal calculations measured your positioning as acceptable - for now. "How 'bout I kick us off with something a little light to set the proper mood before getting into the heavy stuff, huh?"
Kenma exhaled an audible scoff as Shoyo thumbed the remote, queuing up some random movie or TV show with practiced ease while slinging one arm over the back of the couch cushions in an artless sprawl. Pointedly avoiding fixing you with any further heated looks, but leaving little ambiguity how aware he remained of your presence like a physical magnetized force beside him.
You swallowed hard despite yourself, painfully conscious of every tantalizing inch between your bodies and the delicious masculine presence rolling off Hinata in waves once more. He may have dialed back the overt provocation for the moment...but that inexorable undercurrent still thrummed with blistering promise of the untamed pleasures lying in wait should you falter further into his orbit tonight.
Almost against your will, electricity zinged along your nerves with each subtle shift and adjustment of his powerful frame beside you. Muscles flexing, fabric straining obscenely over the rigid outline of his cock bunching the sweatpants in teasing hints of his devastating endowment. You squeezed your thighs together hard enough to feel the dig of your nails embedding crescents into your palms, warring desperately with the reckless compulsion to simply throw yourself over his lap without shame or hesitation and indulge whatever incendiary rapture could be had here and now while within reach.
When Shoyo finally settled back fully with a contented grunt, you risked a sidelong glance and immediately felt your breath catch at the heated smolder awaiting you from those heavy-lidded amber depths. His tongue flicked over that full lower lip in a slow, indulgent glide that punched the breath from your lungs before Hinata even rumbled a single syllable.
"Just making myself comfy too, little minx," he murmured in that low, liquid rasp drenched with sinful promise despite his guileless expression. You shuddered despite your best efforts as his gaze dragged over every inch of you shamelessly before fixing on your parted lips with ravenous focus. "No need to go getting all worked up on me...not until we're good and ready to really blow off some of that tension proper, that is."
Your mouth went bone dry as his blatant implication crashed over you in molten waves, stoking the already swirling embers suffusing your limbs and core alike into wildfire ecstasy despite your best efforts. Yet before you could muster even a token protest, Shoyo quirked that same wicked half-smirk of his and deliberately settled back to focus on the film playing out before you.
For a merciful stretch, the only sounds permeating the dim living room came from the television's muted dialogue and occasional commentary muttered between your dad and Uncle Shoyo. You sank further into the plush cushions, knees pulled up to your chest in a subconscious show of self-preservation from the magnetic force radiating off Hinata's form beside you.
Despite his surface placidity now that the films were rolling, you could practically feel the heated undercurrent of his focus sweeping over you in lingering, liquid caresses – drinking you in from the corner of his vision like a serpent savoring its lure. The same leashed intensity and dominance promising utter rapture in the right circumstances from the very marrow of his bones.
You shivered despite the warmth of the room, senses still humming from his earlier provocations and insinuations sizzling in memory. The fleeting image of his thick, mouthwatering cock tenting the front of those sweats flickered behind your lids with maddening clarity. Stoking the delirious compulsion to reach out and caress, grip, indulge the intoxicating mysteries promised beneath with shameless abandon—
Just as you felt your restraint slipping further towards cataclysmic surrender, the unmistakable weight of Hinata's palm settled over your kneecap with searing possession. You flinched bodily but remained rooted in place, breath catching in your throat despite your best efforts.
"Easy, kiddo," he rumbled without shifting his gaze from the screen, somehow pitching his smoky undertones low enough to avoid disturbing Kenma's engrossed state. "You're looking a little tense over there...lemme help you loosen up, hmm?"
With maddening leisure, Hinata's large palm began smoothing up the sensitive expanse of your inner thigh with heavy insistence. You bit back the whimpering keen that immediately welled up, casting a wild glance between your dad's oblivious form and the man openly caressing your bare flesh so brazenly now. Yet not a flicker of reaction showed in Hinata's cool countenance apart from the subtle curve of that infuriating half-smirk ghosting his chiseled profile in the dim lighting.
You squeezed your eyes shut and fought for some semblance of composure as those rough, calloused fingertips mapped higher over your straining hamstrings. The unbearable heat of Hinata's touch seared lines of rapturous bliss through your veins with every teasing inch relinquished until you felt his knuckles graze the hem of your minuscule shorts threateningly.
Just when you thought you might vibrate out of your own skin from the maddening denial coupled with raw primal need, Hinata suddenly withdrew his hand from between your trembling thighs. You risked a single wild peek towards those simmering amber eyes, mouth parted around a desperate plea, only to suck in a harsh breath.
Because Hinata was already twisting upright on the cushion, seemingly ready to rise and depart your coiled position after reducing you to a melted puddle of longing desire. Before you could summon even a meager syllable of reproach, however, his powerful frame angled fully towards you and those devilish eyes trapped you utterly beneath their hooded, Scorching Gaze.
"Have a good night, sweet girl," Hinata husked with sinful roughness that made your core clench deliriously. In one dizzying blur, he dipped down to ghost his lips over your tingling, parted mouth in a blistering almost-caress brimming with unbearable erotic promise. "Try and get some rest after that little warm-up session...because you and I both know I'm nowhere near done indulging my sweet tooth for you proper yet, baby."
Just like that, he straightened up and sauntered from the living room before you could even hope to recover from his relentless provocations. Leaving your reeling in his smoldering wake, swaying dazedly from the delirious whiplash of rapture and untamed yearning still ricocheting through your veins like molten lightning.
When you finally mustered the wherewithal to meet your father's gaze once more, Kenma pinned you with an inscrutable look from across the quiet space. For several fraught heartbeats, neither of you spoke or moved a muscle – hovering on the periphery of whatever unspoken undercurrent now shuddered between you in the aftermath of Hinata's brash moves tonight.
"You should go on up to bed, [Y/N]," he finally rumbled evenly, features schooled into a careful blankness you knew better than to mistake for complacency. "There's no need for you to get further tangled up with whatever your uncle is trying to play at here tonight, kiddo. Get some rest while you still can."
Despite the searing weight behind his words, Kenma refused to meet your questioning stare directly. Almost as if he already knew precisely where your treacherous thoughts ultimately lay in the wake of Hinata's scorching ministrations...and wished to avoid acknowledging the truth staring you both in the face any longer.
Because in the end, you realized with fresh crestfallen resignation, your dad would never fully reckon with the gravity of what Hinata was igniting between you – much less grant tacit approval to see where the smoldering ashes might lead henceforth. Even if it meant witnessing you surrender yourself over to devouring rapture entirely and without reservation from this moment onward...
Over the next few days, Shoyo seemed to revel in keeping you teetering perpetually on the edge of sheer frustration and desperate arousal. Whenever the two of you found yourselves alone, whether briefly in passing or for snatched interludes, he radiated casual nonchalance and ease.
Yet his every glance, murmur, or teasing brush against your side dripped with the same primal undercurrent of restrained hunger simmering just beneath. You quickly discovered Hinata possessed a diabolical talent for igniting your senses into overdrive with little more than a heated look or suggestive comment virtually imperceptible to any casual observer.
He'd catch you off-guard in the kitchen with that smoldering gaze dragging over your body with open appraisal before rasping some ostensibly innocent quip about needing to "cool off" that made your thighs clench instinctively. Or fold his large, calloused hands around your hips from behind while reaching for something overhead - the scorching bulk of his chiseled frame molding against your backside in a delicious grind before withdrawing as casually as if nothing untoward occurred.
More maddening still were the heated glances and subtle lip-licking gestures Hinata indulged whenever your paths crossed in random hallways. His tongue would drag over those plush lips with exaggerated leisure, hooded gaze promising rapturous sin as you fought not to squirm like a prize filly on display.
Sometimes you wondered if the expert teasing was intended as punishment for not surrendering fully to his rapacious desires that first night. Other times, the agonizing compulsion to fling yourself bodily at Uncle Shoyo and beg for release became so overpowering you found every shred of self-control straining not to give in.
And through it all, your dad remained oblivious - too preoccupied with long work hours down at his office to pick up on the delirious tension humming between you and his houseguest. Leaving you utterly unguarded to endure Hinata's shameless flirtations and provocations without interference, until the entire apartment felt saturated in an erotic, static charge ready to detonate at any moment.
When Kenma did happen to be around, Hinata maintained a guileless facade of easy friendship and casual indifference around him. No hint of the lascivious teasing or ravenous heat frequently ignited whenever you two were alone. Leaving you silently reeling and doubting your ability to endure the breathless free-fall into either bliss or ruination promised in his molten stare much longer...
You tossed and turned restlessly in your bed that night, sheets tangling around your legs as you fought against the endless swirl of unbidden thoughts and desires tormenting your exhausted mind. No matter how you tried to clear your head or will your frazzled senses into oblivion, the same searing flashes kept replaying in vivid detail.
Shoyo's powerful frame looming over you, those intense amber eyes burning with naked hunger while calloused palms mapped every curve and hollow with insistent possession. The way his tongue would dart out and trace his full lips in a slow, taunting glide that made you ache with thwarted longing. That low, rumbling timbre swirling like dark velvet through your core whenever he rasped some molten insinuation dripping with sin...
You released a shuddering exhale into the stillness, sweat prickling along your nape and lower back as liquid need unfurled between your tightly clenched thighs yet again. Wetness seeped through the sparse fabric covering your overheated flesh, only fueling the delirious spiral towards capitulation threatening to unhinge your last vestiges of restraint entirely.
With an impatient huff, you shoved the tangled bedding aside and sat up - realizing that sleep, let alone any semblance of inner peace, was utterly forfeit tonight. Not while Hinata's intoxicating aura and tantalizing promise lurked within such maddeningly tempting reach under the same roof, catalyzing your deepest longings with effortless expertise.
Maybe retrieving a cold drink or nighttime snack would temporarily dull the scorching inferno smoldering through your limbs enough for coherent thought to prevail?
You slipped from your bedroom as quietly as possible, bare feet padding across the hallway towards the kitchen's dim glow. The silence reigned heavy and leaden, broken only by your shaky inhales and the muted hum of the refrigerator as you pulled it open with a soft creak.
Peering inside, you allowed the soothing chill to wash over you in waves while your eyes slipped closed blissfully for a precious handful of seconds. Some of the raw, reckless tension eased fractionally from the reprieve of chilly air ghosting over your sweat-damp skin and feverish nerves - at least until a quiet throat clearing shattered the fragile peace.
Your eyes flew wide, heart leaping into overdrive as a startled shriek lodged in your throat. Before it could tear free with enough force to wake the dead, a massive palm clapped firmly over your mouth while the other arm snaked around your midsection to immobilize you completely. The scorching planes of a powerful chest pressed flush against your back, swallowing you up in a masculine heat and presence so intoxicating, so overwhelmingly familiar that the fight instantly left your body in a boneless slump.
"Shhhh...hey, it's just me, kitten," Shoyo's husky rasp tickled the shell of your ear as he pulled you tight against his virile frame. Every syllable seemed to vibrate through you down to the delicious slide and flex his raw physicality shifting behind you with predatory grace. "Easy there, I'm not trying to scare you."
You managed a trembling nod against his broad palm, eyelids fluttering despite the rising current of panic and arousal sparking deliriously across your nerve endings. Gradually, Hinata eased the steel bands of his hold, allowing you to pivot and face him properly within the tight confines of his inescapable orbit.
There he loomed in nothing but a pair of loose sweatpants hanging sinfully low on those chiseled hips, fresh from sleep by the looks of his tousled ginger thatch and drowsy bedroom eyes. You swallowed hard while drinking in the sight of his defined torso and powerful shoulders bracketing you - close enough for the humid puffs of his breathing to feather over your parted lips with every exhale.
"What are you doing prowling around at this hour, sweet girl?" he husked out, searching your flushed features with smoldering intensity you already knew was a precursor to much darker, breathless indulgences on the horizon. "Surely you weren't thinking of sneaking off without me again after our last little encounter?"
Your cheeks flushed hotly at the blatant insinuation, eyes darting down to the utterly obscene tenting of his pants now on full display without an ounce of shame or restraint. The thick ridge of his cock straining there seemed to twitch in delicious invitation, spurred by your hungry stare alone.
Your mouth went bone dry at the unbidden urges surging through you in roiling waves. The maddening temptation to simply sink to your knees and indulge your starving curiosity with lips, tongue...mouth yielding in utter obeisance flooded your every synapse without compunction now that opportunity knocked so brazenly.
Almost against your will, you found yourself inching incrementally closer until Hinata's smoldering presence utterly enveloped your overheated senses once more. The hunger, the scorching craving for just a taste of the forbidden pleasures he so unrepentantly dangled ever nearer soon blotted out every other earthly consideration beyond chasing oblivion through rapturous ruin entirely.
Just as you felt your restraint fraying to mere gossamer threads, Hinata cupped the nape of your neck in a searing brand while using his other hand to urge you backwards with insistent pressure. You remained frozen in place, utterly transfixed until his thumb lifted your chin upwards and those smoldering, hooded eyes captured yours in a mesmerizing trance.
"This isn't the time or place for that, baby," he growled thickly, the words rumbling through your core down to your drenched pussy between your quivering thighs in molten promise. "At least not until I've got you somewhere quieter...more private, hmm? Where I can really take my time ruining you by the end of this little midnight rendezvous..."
His calloused palm drifted lower to map the swell of your hip boldly before squeezing with exquisite possession. You arched helplessly into the delicious heat of his body pinning you against the fridge as Hinata continued rasping heated endearments over your feverish skin.
"I've half a mind to toss you over my shoulder and finally show you exactly what happens when you push a starving man's restraint too far like this..." His tongue darted out to blaze an electrifying path along the slender column of your throat, stoking the swirling embers into outright wildfire. "Have you screaming my name and begging to take every last fucking inch until you're left utterly wrecked and spent beneath me, sweet girl..."
You couldn't bite back the desperate whine that punched past your parted lips, even as you trembled in his unrelenting clutches and chills caressed your overheated skin from the open fridge. The aching vacancy between your clenching thighs throbbed mercilessly, liquid arousal flooding your pussy at each wanton promise slipping from Hinata's tongue.
Before you could summon the wherewithal to respond or surrender further into the rising tide of blissful rapture, Shoyo sighed heavily against your jawline. You felt the last fraying threads of tension suddenly ease incrementally from his uncompromising bulk confined behind you, until his palms smoothed over your hips in a gentle sweep.
"But I won't..." he murmured in that rumbling baritone somehow laced with the barest undercurrent of regret now. "Not without your full consent first, kiddo. That's the line I promised your dad I wouldn't cross..."
With aching deliberation, Hinata began extricating himself from where he caged you against the kitchen counters. Every subtle shift and retreat of his rangy, scorching frame sent a new frisson of loss prickling along your sensitized nerves - until he'd repositioned entirely behind you again with respectable distance.
You blinked dazedly for several suspended heartbeats, mind whirling from the roller-coaster of sensations still ricocheting through your limbs and core alike. When you finally mustered the courage to turn and face Shoyo once more, you found his stare guarded yet intense - still burning with the weight of visceral, undeniable yearning despite his display of restraint.
"You should probably head on back up to bed and try getting some rest, [Y/N]," he rumbled out lowly, running one hand through his wild bedhead in a gesture of reasserted nonchalance that rang hollow to both of you in the aftermath. "We can talk things out properly tomorrow after I've had a chance to cool off and think..."
Despite the gently-uttered suggestion, a daring splinter of molten want lanced through you at the weighty implication behind his parting murmur. Some impulsive, elemental part of your soul recognized this as the precipice you'd been hurtling towards all along: the choice to finally tumble into Uncle Shoyo's waiting inferno utterly and surrender whatever innocence remained...or reluctantly retreat from temptation's siren call.
He finally moved to slip back into the shadows—only for your hand to shoot out on pure reckless instinct, snagging his wrist in a vice.
Shoyo froze in place, chest swelling around a shuddering inhale that stirred the tendrils of hair fluttering across your flushed nape. Despite your bravado, you found your throat working convulsively as his piercing focus zeroed in on the fragile point where your thundering pulse danced below your jawline.
"[Y/N]..." he rumbled in that smoky timbre that made your core clench deliriously. "Don't go starting something here you ain't fully prepared to see through to the bitter end now, baby. 'Cause I promise you won't be leaving this kitchen the same sweet, blushing little minx you wandered in here as—"
"Please," you burst out in a desperate, trembling rasp before you could overthink the impulse further. Tears of frustrated yearning stung the corner of your eyes as you maintained your fragile grip on Hinata's wrist through sheer force of will. "Please, Uncle Shoyo...I can't—I need—"
You broke off in a piteous whimper despite your best efforts. Because how could you even begin to articulate the smoldering vortex of compulsion and visceral craving warring through your veins in the wake of his unapologetic provocation? How starved for his touch, his possession, his claiming rapture you'd found yourself since that very first night permitting him to infiltrate beneath your boundaries?
Hinata's chest heaved in visible effort, muscles tensing and bunching as his control clearly wavered on a razor's edge right alongside yours. Then with a low, guttural groan of surrender, he turned fully back into your space - allowing your trembling grip to capture his wrist once more as those smoldering amber depths searched yours from mere inches away.
"Okay, kitten," Shoyo rasped out at last in a voice gone ragged around the edges. "Okay...I hear you loud and clear now. And lucky for us both..."
His free hand snaked around the small of your back in one fluid yet inescapable glide, crushing your body flush against his chiseled torso with insistent possession. Despite your initial startled inhale, every fiber of your being instantly melted into the scorching heat and masculine power radiating from Hinata in molten waves of delirious ecstasy.
"...I would never in a million years dream of denying a sweet, desperate thing like you exactly what she so clearly craves from the very core of her being ever again..."
Those plush lips skimmed teasingly along your cheekbone, eliciting a shuddering sigh as your eyelids fluttered in utter surrender. Then Shoyo's sinful mouth ghosted a trail downwards, tracing the contours of your jaw and neck with such agonizing precision you nearly sobbed aloud from the unbearable ache of anticipation unfurling inside.
"So let's start this proper now, baby," Hinata murmured directly against the shell of your ear. You couldn't help arching against his frame like a bowstring as the low, sinful rumble washed over you - his hands already sliding down to capture and squeeze your hips with bruising force.
"You’re not going to call me uncle anymore, kitten," he continued with a sinful lilt. "And you're certainly not going to refer to me as Shoyo either. Not while I’m fucking you. Understand?"
Hinata's palm smoothed over your trembling flank before cupping your ass in an unmistakable act of dominance. You gasped out a broken mewl, only for him to hitch you tighter against his virile torso as you fought to keep from melting into an absolute puddle at his feet.
"When we're all alone together like this, you'll be calling me Daddy instead," he growled directly against your racing pulse, tongue darting out in a hot, electrifying stroke along your feverish flesh. "Is that understood, pretty girl?"
You managed a dazed nod, eyes slipping closed entirely as molten arousal coursed through you in heady torrents. Hinata clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, releasing your hip only to give your bottom a swift, resounding slap. You jumped at the unexpected impact, yelping as a new flood of liquid heat soaked through the already sodden fabric of your panties.
"Words, kitten," Shoyo husked against your fevered skin. "I need to hear the words. Are you gonna be a good girl and obey, or do we need to have a proper lesson before we move on to the fun stuff?"
A shiver raced down your spine as a fresh surge of liquid arousal spilled from your throbbing pussy, dripping onto the hardwood beneath you. You whimpered aloud at the scalding sensation, squirming within Hinata's steely grasp as he pressed a chiding kiss directly below your ear.
"I—I'll be good, Daddy," you gasped out at last. Your cheeks burned with equal parts mortification and wanton desire while Shoyo hummed his approval against your flushed nape, trailing hot kisses and playful nips all along the sensitive flesh.
"Mmm, I knew you'd make a sweet, obedient little angel for me, kitten," he murmured in that low, hypnotic rumble. One hand slid from your hip to trace the line of your spine, teasing along the hem of your tiny tank top with aching slowness. His fingers hooked around the fabric and began tugging it upwards, the pads skimming over the feverish expanse of flesh he gradually bared to the balmy air.
"It's just too bad your first lesson will have to be the roughest," he rasped directly against the shell of your ear. A frisson of raw anticipation rippled down your spine at the dark, dangerous undercurrent of lust that laced each syllable. "After all, we're long overdue for a proper punishment for how brazenly you've been taunting and teasing poor Daddy, don't you agree?"
The tank top soon flew into the darkness, leaving your quivering, exposed form in nothing but the thin satin of your panties. You couldn't help squirming under Shoyo's piercing stare and the searing weight of his touch as it skated back down to grip your bottom possessively.
"So, how does that sound, kitten?" he purred lowly, kneading the firm, supple flesh of your ass in his broad palm. You keened and arched against his towering frame, unable to resist the overwhelming compulsion to surrender every last scrap of your remaining dignity under his sinful ministrations.
"Punish me, Daddy," you whispered breathlessly, eyes squeezing shut as his thumb dipped tantalizingly beneath the soaked silk of your panties and brushed a feather-light stroke against your throbbing clit. "Want you to spank me, please..."
"Spank you? Now there's an offer I can't possibly refuse," Hinata replied with a dark chuckle. His palm smoothed over the swell of your bottom, the calluses sending delicious frissons of sensation zipping through your nerve endings with each passing stroke.
"But, I think it's only fair I give you a chance to make up for all that mischief and teasing you've put poor Daddy through first." His lips captured the delicate skin of your nape in a hot, open-mouthed kiss that made your toes curl against the hardwood. "What do you think, kitten?"
Before you could even process the question, Hinata's other hand abandoned your hip in favor of hooking one finger under the thin strap of your thong. He gave a swift, sharp tug that snapped the delicate lace and left the garment pooling at your feet in an instant.
You trembled with unabashed desire as Shoyo's gaze swept hungrily over the newly-bared expanse of flesh, his nostrils flaring and pupils dilating until his irises were nothing but thin rings of liquid gold. You could feel his thick, twitching cock straining against the sweatpants, and couldn't resist squirming back against his pelvis to draw a choked-off groan from the man pinning you.
"Mmm, you're soaked through, aren't you, pretty girl?" Hinata husked against your flushed, damp nape, his other hand still kneading the firm curve of your ass as he pressed forward. His cock grazed the seam of your thighs, sending a shuddering gasp tumbling from your parted lips as the aching vacancy between your legs throbbed.
"I can feel how desperate and empty you are for it, kitten," he rasped, giving your bottom a brisk, stinging swat. You gasped and jerked into his hips with a helpless whimper, eyes rolling back as another gush of liquid arousal dripped onto the floor between your legs. "Look at you, dripping like a little river and squirming like a bitch in heat, just begging for Daddy's cock to fill you up nice and tight..."
He rolled his hips in slow, torturous friction, cock catching against your drenched pussy and the underside of your clit until a wanton whine slipped from your lips. Then with a low, rumbling groan, Shoyo withdrew and took a deliberate step backwards - putting enough distance between the two of you to make the sudden loss of contact nearly palpable.
"But first we’re going to train that bratty little mouth of yours," he murmured huskily, reaching out to cup your chin and tilt your face upwards towards his. "Get on your knees, baby."
Your breath hitched and your knees trembled as the words registered. Even in your thoroughly compromised state, the implications sent a jolt of fear lancing through the molten haze of arousal clouding your brain. But, when you dared a glance back at Hinata's piercing golden stare, your heart skipped a beat and your pulse quickened at the raw, unbridled hunger etched into every hard line and angle of his features.
"Don't make me repeat myself, kitten," he murmured warningly, giving the supple swell of your ass a swift, stinging swat that had you squealing and stumbling towards him on unsteady limbs.
You sank onto your knees with a soft huff, blinking dazedly up at Hinata from beneath your lashes. He stood above you like a towering titan, silhouetted by the faint moonlight slanting through the kitchen window and the shadows enveloping the two of you. The sight of him, wild and feral and utterly irresistible, left your core clenching and your breath stuttering.
"Go ahead, baby," Shoyo urged you huskily, fingers skimming over the flushed, feverish skin of your cheek before tangling in your hair. "Taste Daddy."
You shuddered, eyes fluttering closed as his grip tightened and he began guiding you forward. There was a single, suspended moment of anticipation as you hovered just before the massive bulge tenting the front of his sweats. Then, just as you reached out to tug the waistband down, Shoyo halted you with a harsh tug on your hair.
"Ah, ah," he warned you lowly, eliciting a whimper of frustration from you that had him chuckling lowly in response. "You don't get to use your hands. Just your mouth, baby."
Heat rushed to your cheeks and a fresh flood of arousal pooled at your core, dripping down your thighs and onto the hardwood in a steady stream. You bit back a frustrated groan, squirming in his grasp as his cock twitched and throbbed beneath the cotton, mere inches away.
Then without allowing yourself another moment of hesitation, you leaned forward and pressed an open-mouthed kiss right where the mushroom head strained the fabric. Hinata's breath hitched and his grip on your hair tightened, a low hiss of approval slipping past his clenched teeth.
You glanced up, meeting his burning stare with your own as you traced the outline of his cock with the flat of your tongue. The taste of salt and musk and him, all man and virile power, exploded across your taste buds. A shudder rippled through you, leaving your core clenching and dripping in the aftermath.
"Fucking tease," Hinata groaned, his eyes falling closed as you began mouthing at his clothed erection, the wet patch slowly spreading and growing more obvious beneath the force of your ministrations. "Get to it already, kitten."
He yanked you forward and you gasped at the sudden pressure against your mouth, squirming and shifting as he ground his cock against the seam of your lips. Your cheeks burned, arousal pooling deep in the pit of your stomach and spreading outwards like molten honey as the musky scent of his precum filled your senses.
Then finally, you caught the elastic waistband between your teeth and tugged it down, allowing Hinata's heavy, aching length to spring free at last. You blinked, momentarily stunned and dazed by the sheer, impossible girth and size of his cock as it bobbed before your face, droplets of precum glistening on the swollen mushroom head and a prominent vein snaking down the underside.
"Open wide for Daddy, kitten," Hinata husked above you, giving your hair a warning tug. You barely had time to suck in a desperate breath before he was thrusting forward, spearing between your parted lips and sliding along your tongue in a hot, thick slide of molten flesh.
A garbled moan spilled from you as his cock hit the back of your throat, making your eyes water and your vision go blurry. The salty tang of precum burst across your taste buds, only to be washed away as he withdrew in a slick, obscene glide and plunged back down with a guttural groan.
"Oh fuck, that's a good girl," he grunted, his hips setting a relentless pace as he fucked your mouth with abandon. You whimpered, tears streaking your cheeks and spit dribbling from the corners of your lips as the force of his thrusts rocked you on your knees.
Hinata's breathing grew labored, his muscles bunching and tensing as he pistoned into your mouth, chasing his own pleasure with a single-minded fervor that left you delirious with want. His cock throbbed and pulsed on your tongue, swelling impossibly larger and harder until you could hardly breathe past the sheer thickness filling every inch of available space.
Your hands scrabbled for purchase against his hips, fingers clawing into his flesh and digging into the ridges of his Adonis belt as he drove deeper into the tight, constricting tunnel of your throat. A strangled groan spilled from him, his pelvis snapping forward until his balls slapped against your chin and your nose was buried in the thatch of hair at the base.
"God, such a perfect fucking cockslut," he grunted, voice reduced to a ragged rasp that had you shivering and quaking with a fresh wave of liquid arousal. You whined in response, eyes rolling back as he slid down your gullet, the flared mushroom head forcing your throat to stretch impossibly wide around his girth.
Then suddenly, Shoyo wrenched your head back by the hair. You sputtered and coughed, gasping desperately for air as the string of spit connecting his cockhead to your mouth snapped and a trickle of saliva dribbled down your chin. Your vision was blurry and tears clung to your lashes, but the sight of Hinata's cock, flushed and gleaming and positively coated in your spit, made your core clench and ache with a renewed desperation.
"Such a pretty mess," he murmured, the pad of his thumb catching the rivulet of drool and precum and smearing it along your lower lip. You whined and leaned forward, trying to catch the calloused digit between your lips, only for him to yank it away with a chuckle.
"Not so fast, kitten," he admonished, releasing your hair and taking a single step backwards. You swayed on your knees, eyes following his movements as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his sweatpants and tugged them down in a smooth, sinuous glide.
The fabric fell in a rumpled heap at his ankles, leaving him bare and exposed in the moonlight. His cock jutted proudly from his pelvis, swollen and twitching and absolutely dripping with your saliva and an ungodly amount of his own precum. You licked your lips, the taste of salt and musk still lingering there, and squirmed where you knelt.
"You look so hungry, kitten," Shoyo said with a devilish smirk. He wrapped one large hand around the base of his cock and gave it a slow, deliberate stroke from root to tip. You watched, utterly mesmerized by the flex of his arm and the sinful glide of his fist, until the tip was once more dripping and you could practically feel the throbbing pulse against your tongue.
"But you know, I don't think you've learned your lesson just yet."
Before you could fully process the words, Hinata had seized your arm shoulders and shoved you back until your spine hit the cool marble of the counter. You yelped at the sharp, sudden impact, only to have the sound muffled by Hinata's cockas he leaned forward and stuffed your mouth full.
Your head thunked back against the marble and you whimpered around the heavy, thick length. Above you, Shoyo grunted and set a brutal, unforgiving pace as he speared past your lips and fucked into the tight, hands braced against the edge of the countertop and eyes dark and glinting.
You squirmed and writhed beneath him, eyes rolling back and a steady stream of saliva and precum dribbling from the corner of your lips. Your fingernails scraped at the hardwood, hips bucking and core clenching around nothing as his cock dragged along the flat of your tongue and plunged deeper than before.
"That's right, kitten," he husked, reaching down to grip the hair at the crown of your head. His pelvis rolled forward in a devastatingly deep thrust, drawing a choked gasp from you. "You take Daddy's cock so fucking well, like you were made for it, weren't you?"
A low, needy whine spilled from you, sending a frisson of vibrations racing up his cock. He hissed, head dropping and his fingers tightening to an almost-painful grip on your hair as his thrusts turned wild and frenzied. The wet slap of flesh on flesh echoed off the walls, mixing with the lewd squelch and slurp of your mouth and the ragged groans that tumbled from his lips.
"Fuck, I'm gonna—gonna cum, baby," he panted out, his movements growing erratic and the swell of his cock pulsing. The words were a trigger, sending your head spinning and your vision going hazy. You moaned, a fresh rush of arousal dripping down onto the hardwood between your splayed thighs.
Shoyo's hips snapped forward once, twice more, and then with a strangled, wordless shout, he pulled out and pumped his cock. His release shot in pearly white streaks, splattering over the hollow of your throat and the tops of your breasts.
You panted, blinking up at the ceiling as your head spun and a dazed smile curled the corners of your lips. His cum, warm and sticky, slid down the slope of your chest and between the valley of your breasts. But, the euphoric haze was shattered when Hinata's fingers slid around your neck, pressing hard against the sensitive skin as he squeezed and forced you to tilt your head up.
"Open up," he demanded, the head of his cock nudging against your lips and painting them with a thin sheen of his release. "Be a good little cumslut and clean me off."
You parted your lips and allowed him to push his softening cock past the seam, the salty-bitter tang of his cum exploding across your tongue. He held your head still as you swallowed, his gaze never once wavering from the sight.
"That's a good girl," he purred, the pad of his thumb stroking your cheek. You whimpered, leaning into the gentle touch, only to have it vanish. "Now, on your feet. We're not done here yet."
It took you several long, painful moments to gather your wits and regain control of your limbs. Your thighs were quivering, weak and unsteady, and your mind was fuzzy. You staggered upright, clinging to the edge of the countertop for support, and glanced back up at Hinata.
He had stepped back, the golden halo of his hair glowing ethereal and unearthly in the moonlight and his eyes burning into yours. You shivered, feeling a fresh trickle of his cum slide down your chest and drip onto the floor.
"Look at the mess you've made, kitten," Shoyo drawled, a predatory gleam to his eyes and a devilish smirk curling his lips. "Such a naughty little slut, making a puddle on the floor and dripping with Daddy's cum."
His thumb swept beneath the curve of your breast, smearing the pearly streaks of his release over your flushed skin. He gathered up a thick dollop and pressed the calloused digit onto the sensitive peak, leaving you trembling and breathless as his thumb and forefinger closed around it and rolled the hardened nub between the pads.
"I think it's only fair that I clean you up in return," he murmured, voice dipping into a husky, sinful timbre. He leaned forward, his lips skimming over the sensitive shell of your ear and eliciting a full-body shudder.
Then, before you could even process what was happening, he was crouching before you and his lips were closing around the puckered nipple, lapping at the salty, musky cum with a low, rumbling groan. Your head dropped back, a garbled moan spilling from your parted lips as his tongue swirled around the aching peak.
Your knees quivered and buckled, but Hinata's hand clamped around the back of your thigh and held you in place. His other hand came up, his broad palm cupping the full swell of your breast and squeezing it. He flicked his tongue against the bud, sucking and laving and coaxing the bead to distend even further, before switching sides and repeating the motion.
"S-Shoyo, please," you whimpered, the ache and need between your legs growing more desperate and unbearable. "I-I can't, I'm gonna—"
His teeth immediately closed around the taut peak, sending a jolt of electricity shooting straight through to your core. You arched into the sensation, a garbled whine slipping past your lips as your hips bucked and ground against the air.
"Ah, ah," Hinata warned, lifting his head and meeting your gaze. His pupils were blown wide, a thin ring of molten gold encircling them. "That’s not how you address me, kitten. Be a good girl and try again."
Your stomach clenched and the ache in your core intensified, the molten pool of arousal spreading throughout every nerve-ending. You swallowed, a whine slipping past your parted lips as you squirmed and fought to form coherent words.
"D-Daddy, please," you finally managed, voice barely a whisper and hoarse and raspy.
"Please, what?"
You could see the way his eyes darkened, the gold flecks seeming to glow. It left you shuddering and quaking in the aftermath, your hips jerking and twitching as his gaze trailed over every inch of your flushed, heaving body.
"P-Please, fuck me," you whispered, cheeks burning and the shame and humiliation making you ache all the more. "Please, Daddy, I-I can't wait any longer."
A low growl, deep and guttural and primal, slipped from him. Then, before you could blink, he was standing and spinning you around. His hands landed on your shoulders, pressing you down until your cheek was flush against the counter and your ass was arched in the air.
"Don't move," he grunted, stepping back and giving your ass a resounding smack that had you mewling and squirming. You could hear him rustling behind you, the slick, obscene glide of his hand over his cock. Then, just as suddenly, his hands were on your hips and his pelvis was pressed against the curve of your ass.
"You want Daddy's cock, kitten?" he husked, the mushroom head slipping between your folds and parting them. He dragged his cock up and down, the blunt tip catching against your clit and the flared ridge rubbing against your swollen, hypersensitive folds.
"Yes!" you keened, back arching and hips grinding and trying to force him inside. "Yes, yes, please! P-Please, give it to me."
Hinata chuckled, his hand coming down in another punishing slap against the swell of your ass. You jerked and moaned, the sting and heat sending a fresh surge of arousal pouring down onto his cock. His cock twitched, the mushroom head catching against the rim of your entrance, and a low hiss spilled from his lips.
"Fucking slut, look how fucking wet and eager you are," he grunted. His hips rocked forward, the tip of his cock just beginning to breach your soaked, tight channel. "You've been waiting for this, haven't you, kitten? Just couldn't wait for Daddy to bend you over and stuff you full of his cock, huh?"
"Yes, yes, yes," you whimpered, tears burning the backs of your eyes as the need became unbearable. "Oh god, Daddy, I-I've been such a good girl. Please, just—"
His hips snapped forward, the flared mushroom head of his cock splitting you open in a single, brutal thrust. You choked on a gasp, fingers scrabbling against the marble for purchase as a strangled moan slipped from your lips.
"Fuck, look at you," Hinata growled, his fingers digging into the flare of your hips and his cock buried to the hilt. He kept a firm grip on your waist, not allowing you to squirm or wriggle or try to adjust to his massive, pulsing girth, as he slowly pulled back until just the tip remained nestled between your folds. You were dimly aware of how your feet weren’t even touching the floor, how you were simply being held aloft by his bruising grip on your hips and the sheer, impossible size of his cock.
"Look at how easily you take my cock," he hissed, and then slammed back home with a wet, obscene slap. You cried out, eyes rolling back and blunt nails dragging across the countertop, as he set a ruthless, merciless pace.
"F-Fuck," you whimpered, the tears burning the backs of your eyes now trickling down your cheeks and mingling with the saliva dribbling from your lips. "S-Shoyo, please—"
"What did I tell you?" he growled, his pelvis slapping against the curve of your ass and driving his cock even deeper. He reached around, his fingers delving between the apex of your thighs and finding the swollen, aching nub there.
"You don't get to use my name, kitten," he hissed, his middle and ring finger sliding up on either side of the bud and pinching it between them. You squealed, hips jerking and back arching as the pleasure-pain had your head spinning and your vision blurring. "Now, let's try that again, shall we?"
"D-Daddy, please," you choked out, a sob tearing free as his fingers began to slowly, agonizingly roll the bundle of nerves between his fingers.
"Mmm, much better," he cooed, his tone soft and honeyed, though the brutal pace of his thrusts never faltered. His cock seemed to swell even more, the throbbing length spearing impossibly deep and drawing a garbled cry from you.
"God, such a perfect, pretty little cocksleeve," he grunted, his voice a ragged rasp as he leaned forward, blanketing his torso along your spine and pressing you down. The new angle sent the head of his cock slamming into your g-spot, forcing the air from your lungs and leaving you a sobbing, trembling mess.
"Gonna fill you up, kitten," he groaned, lips skimming over the curve of your ear and his hot breath fanning over the sensitive skin. You shivered, hips arching and thighs quivering and core clenching, and a desperate mewl spilled from your parted lips.
"Is that what you want, baby? Want Daddy to stuff you full and paint your pretty pussy white?"
"Yes, yes, oh god, please," you babbled, the words tumbling freely and incoherently from your lips. Hinata grunted, his hips snapping and the drag of his cock against your g-spot sending sparks skittering across your vision.
"Fuck, gonna cum, kitten," he panted, his lips moving to press hot, open-mouthed kisses against the curve of your jaw. He reached up, his large hand curling around the column of your neck and squeezing. You felt your eyes flutter, a high, keening cry slipping from your lips, and a moment later, you felt his teeth close around the tender flesh where neck met shoulder.
He slammed his hips forward one final time, and the pain of his bite coupled with the unrelenting assault of his cock, his fingers, was too much. Your release hit, hard and sudden, and it tore a strangled scream from your throat. Your eyes rolled back, limbs seizing and spine arching as the pleasure washed over you in an unending torrent.
Dimly, distantly, you felt Hinata's teeth release their hold, and then he was groaning and his cock was pulsing and twitching as his cum painted the inside of your walls white. The flood of his release was enough to prolong your own orgasm, sending another wave crashing over you and leaving you choking and gasping.
Hinata slumped forward, his weight pinning you to the counter and his cock still nestled deep inside you. You could feel the slow trickle of his release and your own arousal slipping from between your folds and coating the insides of your thighs, but you were far too exhausted and fucked-out to care.
His lips skimmed over the marks left by his teeth, and he slowly straightened. You whimpered at the sudden movement, the stretch and shift of his softening cock still lodged inside. His hands stroked soothingly up and down the expanse of your back, fingers dancing across the knobs of your spine and his lips brushing feather-light kisses along the curve of your shoulder and the slope of your neck.
"I've got you, kitten," he murmured, his tone soft and gentle, in direct contrast to the way his cock was still splitting you open and his cum was still leaking out around it. He eased off of you just enough for you to set your feet on the ground, and you felt the instant your knees buckled.
With a grunt, Hinata wrapped his arm around your waist and kept you upright, his cock still buried to the hilt and his hand splayed flat against your abdomen. You shuddered and sighed, a small, content smile curling your lips and the exhaustion beginning to set in.
"Such a good girl," Hinata hummed, his lips finding the curve of your ear and his hand smoothing up and over the curve of your ribs. "So, so good for me. Daddy's good girl."
You preened at the praise, a shiver skittering up your spine. The ache between your thighs was becoming more bearable, the overwhelming need and desire ebbing away. You felt him shift, felt the slow drag of his cock as he finally pulled out, and whined.
"Shh, it's okay, kitten," Shoyo crooned, his arm still curled around your waist as he reached around and slid his hand down your front. His fingertips dipped between your folds, smearing the remnants of his release and the thick mixture of his cum and your arousal over your aching, abused pussy. You gasped, hips twitching and thighs trembling and your core clenching around nothing.
"I know, baby," he cooed, his palm resting against the apex of your thighs and keeping the heel of his hand pressed firmly against your throbbing clit. You whimpered, squirming, and his arm tightened.
"Stay still, kitten," he ordered, voice dipping into a growl, and you shuddered. "We don’t want to waste a single drop of Daddy's cum, do we?"
Your stomach clenched and you shook your head, lips parted and a thin, reedy mewl spilling out. His cock gave a weak twitch, the fat, swollen head nudging against the curve of your ass, and you felt the slow trickle of his cum leak out of you.
"N-No, Daddy," you mumbled, a shiver running through you and the molten pool of desire reigniting within your core.
"Then be a good girl and stay still."
You did, the only movements coming from the trembling and twitching of your hips and thighs. His palm kept a steady, unrelenting pressure against your clit, his fingertips slowly stroking the slick, sensitive folds and smearing his cum into your skin.
"That's a good girl," Hinata murmured, pressing another soft, tender kiss to the back of your neck. "Now, let's get cleaned up and get some sleep. It's late."
He pulled his hand away, and the sudden lack of contact made you whimper and writhe. You could feel the mess between your thighs, feel the thick, pearly ropes of his release dripping down onto the floor, and the knowledge of it left you breathless and needy.
"Daddy—"
It was just then that the kitchen light flicked on.
Just a lil something I couldn't get out of my brain - 1,4k
Aone is a lap cat.
You know the moment you meet him, even though you can’t point out what had given it away.
It surely isn’t the way he keeps his voice to himself and uses his glares as a way of talking. Or the way he overestimated the weight of the door or underestimated his own strength and ripped your office door out of its handles on his first day.
He’d been the talk of the town for a whole month.
-
“Aone-san,” you called out at the end of the morning briefing. “Do you have a minute?”
He nods and follows you out and up the stairs into your office on the first level.
You wonder what he thinks of you, in your nice business suit with the air-conditioned office. If he looks down on you like some of the other workers do because you’re one if not the youngest building designers in the company. You don’t think he does, but he’s hard to read.
“I’ve noticed you are very diligent in your work.” You explain to him. “And this part is very difficult to master. I’d love it if you could double-check the work, especially if you end up working on a different part. I don’t want to call anyone lazy, but I’ve been told that we’ve consistently had trouble keeping up with the plan for these structures and I want everything to be okay. I-”
“It’s okay.” As always, the deep timbre of his voice surprises you. You wish he’d talk more often.
“Great. I’ll be here all day. And tomorrow too and the day after that as well. So you can come in whenever to let me know, okay?”
He nods, having used up all his words already. He leaves you shortly after, but not after an awkward pause where you try not to babble and he stares intently at the little pink bows adorning your stilettos.
-
You’re in the middle of unpacking your lunch Bento when there’s a knock on the door.
“Come in!”
Aone’s face is smeared with dirt. His clothes are stained too, but his hands are clean as they offer you a piece of paper.
You take it and inspect it. He’s made a checklist for the area you mentioned. Your heart lurches at this careful work.
“Thank you!” You doubt your smile can express even half of your gratitude.
His ears are red. He’s probably gotten a sunburn from working outside all morning.
“Do you…” You hesitate. “Do you want to share lunch? It’s cooler in here and I wouldn’t mind.”
He looks at the pretty but uncomfortable chairs in front of your desk and back to his dirty, stained clothes.
“Don’t mind it.” You rush to say. “Please, sit. I will go and get something to drink from the machine outside.”
“Let me.” He says and you freeze, spellbound by his voice - again.
-
Soon you find yourself spilling your thoughts over eggrolls, rice and two cans of sparkling water.
You babble when you get nervous and he sure as hell makes you nervous.
“It’s so nice to have someone with me when I eat.” You tell him when he gets up, no doubt to leave for his work again. “I mean, I can eat alone, no problem, I do that at home too. I mean I have a kitten there, but he’s the quiet type. It just gets a little lonely around lunch when I have to work by myself all the time anyway. You probably don’t have that problem, because you’re so many workers all working together all day and then you have lunch break together too, but if you want to cool down for a bit, feel free to come up here for Lunch Break.”
“Thank you.” He interrupts your babbling, bowing so abruptly you’re left speechless - a rare occurence.
“Oh no, I have to thank you.” Now you’re bowing too and it’s only your colleague passing by that saves the two of you from bowing in turn until one gives up.
-
Kenji curls up on your lap that night as you tell him of your day.
He’d been a stray, a tiny ball of fur and teeth, only slowly learning that you did not mean any harm. He’s not the best listener, occasionally digging his claws into your thighs as he either disagrees with you or does not care about your opinion. But he’s yours and you’d be even lonelier without him.
-
You don’t see Aone for another week. Well, you spot him during morning briefings, a quiet presence at the back of the room, but you don’t come across him other than that until it’s Monday and you only find out that you’ve left your Lunch at home when it’s time to unpack it.
It’s pouring outside and you’re dressed for sunshine to the point that not even a borrowed umbrella will keep you warm or dry during the trek down to the Konbini and back again.
But going hungry is even worse.
You run into Aone right at the entrance, raindrops creating little patterns in the dirt on his face.
He holds a can of sparkling water in one hand and a Bento Box in his other.
“Oh, Aone. Hello!” You smile up at him. “Are you taking your Lunch inside? Do you want to come up to my Office? I’ve turned my heater on, actually, because I run cold easily.”
He looks down at the Umbrella in your hand.
“Oh, I forgot my Lunch at home. I’ll just run down to the Konbini and get some, but feel free to go up and get warm.”
His eyes travel down to your feet, where your painted nails peek out of a new pair of high-heeled sandals.
“What do you need?” He asks. “I am already wet.”
“Oh, I can’t.” He hands you the sparkling water. You take it, too surprised to refuse it. He takes your umbrella and hands you his Lunch.
“What do you need?” He repeats again. There’s something in his voice, at least that’s what it must be, that makes you open your mouth and answer.
He nods and turns to leave, leaving you behind with his Lunch and his drink.
-
There’s a blanket resting on one of the chairs. Aone is the only one who uses it, and drapes it over the chair to make sure he doesn’t get it dirty.
Aone is a lap cat. He wants to be asked, he wants to be offered. He does not ask himself.
You get his phone number so you can text him every day, letting him know what you’ll be taking for Lunch. He never stands up an invitation.
So you invite him to walk to the train station with you. He holds your umbrella, nodding along as you talk about your day.
“Where do you live, Aone-san?” You ask, nibbling on the inside of your cheek as you debate if that question is too forward. You don’t even know his first name yet, even though you long to.
You almost miss his answer, too absorbed in the sound of his voice. He does not live far from you.
“Are you taking the train as well? We could sit together.” His face changes into something that looks like disappointment.
“But we don’t have to!” You try to mend whatever mess you’ve just created.
“I have practice.”
“Practice?”
“Volleyball.”
“Ooooh! Can I come watch?”
The faintest blush covers his cheeks at your question. You’ve never seen it before, but you could get addicted to that sight.
“They would think you are my girlfriend.”
“I wouldn’t mind that.” Your face burns as you realize what you’ve just divulged.
“I don’t mean- I wouldn’t ever pressure- You don’t have to feel-”
Aone interrupts your blabbering, but not with words. He stretches out his incredibly long arm, offers his hand to you in a wordless answer.
You take it, your heart beating so loud you fear he can hear it.
-
Aone is a lap cat.
Just like Kenji he craves your touch, your presence, being near you whenever he can.
But quite unlike Kenji, he does not mind when you roll over in your sleep and kick your leg into his shins. He does not dig his fingernails into your skin - and if he does, he does it lovingly.
He’s as much a quiet presence in your home as your cat, making lazy Sunday Mornings so much sweeter.
It was a peaceful and serene summer morning. Sunlight was filtering through your room's window. The city you live in is incredibly hot this time of year. So much so that even just sitting at home, you could sweat and feel as tired as if you were walking in the desert.
The weather was hot and humid last night. That's why you both slept with white tank tops on. Even though he knew that hugging each other would make you feel more suffocated and hot, Ushijima couldn't sleep without hugging you. You slept on his chest all night. It was a common characteristic of both of you that you did not move in your sleep when you fell asleep. Besides, you were both such a heavy sleeper that you wouldn't wake up even if a missile hit you.
You left your room window open at night. A gentle morning breeze touched your bare shoulders along with the morning sun.
Realizing that you had slept enough, your body woke up on its own. You opened your eyes. You breathed in the familiar perfume wafting from Ushijima's neck. It was a sharp and masculine scent. It looked a bit like tobacco cologne.
Ushijima was still in deep sleep. Watching him sleep was your number one hobby. Trying not to wake him up, you got out from under his arm, stepped back a little, and started watching his sleeping face.
Her swollen lips and face made her look cute while sleeping. His hair was a little messy. His beard had grown under his chin. However, he shaved every day.
Unable to resist, you slowly moved your fingers first on the ends of his hair, then on his face. Ushijima hummed in his sleep as if he felt your touch. You knew he liked it when you petted him while he slept. You placed your palm on his cheek and caressed his cheekbone with your thumb.
On the other hand, you were smiling at his sweet sleeping face.
Last year, you dreamed of going home with your boyfriend of 4 years. Besides, it was your biggest dream to see each other's faces when you woke up every morning, and now you were living your dream come true.
Your boyfriend sleeps next to you and you pet him in his sleep. You hugged each other every evening and woke up looking into each other's eyes every morning.
Then you felt Ushijima's lips touch the palm of your hand. He kissed your hand that was caressing his face, and then his olive green gaze touched you through his opened eyelids.
“Good morning my love” you said smiling at him.
Even though Ushijima wasn't very good at expressing his affection, he loved hearing such sweet words from you.
He said "Good morning" and got back on his back and stretched with his arms outstretched.
“What time is it?” he then asked you in a sleepy voice.
You reached for your phone on the nightstand next to you and opened the locked screen and looked at the time. Of course, the first thing you noticed as soon as you turned on the screen was not the time, it was the photo of you embracing Ushijima that you made as a screenshot.
You answered "09.00"
"It's early," he said as he tried to get out of bed.
You sat up with him
"Don't you want to sleep a little more?"
"Once I wake up, I can't fall asleep again, you know."
You crawled closer to him and wrapped your arms tightly around his waist.
"So, since today is the weekend, what is our schedule?"
"If you wanna be roasted in 30 degree heat, we can go out. I guess you don't know how many times the meteorology has warned on the news."
''I am sorry. I've been wanting to buy ice cream and take a walk in the park with you for a long time. For a moment I forgot that it was scorching hot outside."
"No problem," he said, holding your hands around his waist.
"If you excuse me, I'll shave. And then we'll prepare breakfast together."
''It's possible. I'll go to the kitchen then."
You got out of bed. Your first job was to make the bed before heading to the kitchen. You put the duvet and pillows back in their place and restored the bed you two shared.
Then your eyes caught sight of Ushijima's t-shirt hanging on the chair next to the door. You put it on immediately. You are literally lost in the t-shirt. Its arms reached your elbows and its length came down to your hips. You looked at yourself in the full-length mirror next to your wardrobe.
Your boyfriend's t-shirt suits you very well. You folded your arms, reaching up to your elbows. Now you can move more easily. Ushijima also found you quite cute like this. He would always leave you one of his t-shirts to wear on the days he wouldn't be home. You would never leave it with you and wear it as long as you were at home, even when you went to bed.
As soon as you realized that you were wasting your time watching yourself, you immediately ran to the kitchen. Ushijima loved omelets for breakfast. You were going to make his favorite omelette. You took out the ingredients and cracked the eggs into a bowl and started whisking. Meanwhile, you put the pan on the stove and let it heat up. After making sure it was hot enough, you cut a piece of butter and threw it into the pan. The delicious and appetizing smell of butter spread throughout the kitchen. After melting the butter completely, beating the eggs thoroughly, you poured them into the pan and started frying them well.
You had just cooked two omelettes when Ushijima appeared in the kitchen wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts.
“Are you making an omelette? It smelled so good"
The seriousness on Ushijima's face and tone of voice rarely changed. He said it with his usual attitude, but you knew what was in his heart.
''Yes. If this breakfast is for you, omelet should never be missing from the table.
"It would be great if it was never missing, especially if you are doing it."
He got behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He breathed in your scent and placed a kiss on your neck.
''Ah! Usha stop! The omelette will burn"
You put the other cooked omelette on the plate. It was obvious that Ushijima wanted something from you. That's why you turned off the stove to prevent the oil from burning.
You turned towards him in his arms holding you tightly and wrapped your arms around his neck.
"Yes, my lord. What is it your desire from me this morning?” you asked gently.
''Nothing. I wanna only you''
''Really?''
He nodded his head yes. You buried your head between his shoulder and the crook of his neck. He was freshly shaven, and there was a strong smell of tobacco cologne coming from his neck. You loved that scent, so you inhaled deeply from his neck. He hugged you tightly around your waist with his strong arms.
"Usha, you smell so good." you mumbled.
He grabbed you by your waist, lifted you up and sat you on the counter. For a moment you were surprised at what happened.
“Oh? Usha, what are you doing?"
"I wanna eat you for breakfast today"
His feelings of lust must have awakened in the morning. You weren't in the mood right now.
''Please. Now is not the time to be naughty. Come on, the omelettes will get cold. "And we haven't even prepared breakfast yet."
You were about to get off, but he held you tightly and prevented you from getting off the bench.
"Why don't you let me kiss you?"
"How did you get the idea that I didn't give permission?" I'm just saying we need to make breakfast right now. Also, what's the rush? "I'm not running away anywhere, I'm here."
He placed his forehead on yours. On the other hand, he started caressing your bare leg. The part covered by the t-shirt was peeling up
"You're wearing my t-shirt. When I see you like this, I have a hard time not kissing you. It's not just that. "I want to do even more"
You took his face between your hands and made him look at you.
"If I kiss you, will you take me off this counter and then help me prepare breakfast?"
"I will," he confirmed.
You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck and gave him a passionate and deep kiss. Your tongues danced with each other for a few seconds. When your lips parted, you looked at the saliva stretching between you like a rope.
You asked, "Did you get what you wanted?"
The answer you received was enough to satisfy you.
''Yes''
''Ok. "Help me now then"
You prepared whatever you needed for breakfast together. You cooked the omelettes, and Ushijima chopped tomatoes, bread, cheese and cucumbers.
You took out the plates, filled the tea and started the day with a delicious breakfast.
After eating delicious food, you brushed your teeth. At that moment the door rang. You were about to open the door when Ushijima stopped you.
''You stop. I'll get the door"
You went to the living room and sat on the couch with your feet up.
You realized that it was the courier who came to the door. Because he asked for Ushijima's signature. After Ushijima closed the door and came to you, you sat up curiously.
He had a magazine in his hand
''What's that?''
He sat next to you and showed you the magazine
''Monthly volleyball magazine. I've been waiting for this for so long. I ordered it two weeks ago"
Ushijima himself was on the magazine cover. The moment he jumped to dunk was professionally photographed
"Oh! I can't believe it, Usha! "You are on the cover of the magazine"
“It's not just that, y/n. The interview I gave last month was also published in this magazine. Let me take a look, it should be on the following pages.
He flipped through the pages of the magazine, found the page about himself, and opened it for you both to see.
''Here it is''
You read the interview carefully and the part that really caught your attention was the part where he talked about being a big supporter of Ushijima.
''Wow! So, you also mentioned that you have a big supporter.
''Certainly''
''You are right. The whole school admired you in high school, now almost the whole country."
“I didn't mention that, y/n.”
You were stunned by Ushijima's statement.
''What? How?''
"Unlike that unnecessary crowd, I have only one supporter. And that's you. Next time, after the match, I want to take you in front of the cameras and announce to the whole country that you are my biggest supporter."
Your heart started to pound. A smile spread across your face and you couldn't help the blush on your cheeks.
You jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.
“I love you Usha. I'm proud to be your supporter"
He hugged you tightly and said he was proud of your support.
"The more I feel your support, the stronger I become on the court. Always be with me y/n. I love you''
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Sex Sessions III
Nishinoya encouraged you to lie down on the floor.
"Come on, beauty. Let's get this done"
You lay on your back on the carpet with some excitement and some fear in you. Since your bare back wasn't directly touching the ground, you didn't feel any chills.
Before Nishinoya laid down on top of you, he took off his boxers, which were the only piece of clothing he had left. His boxers fell down his legs, revealing his big, thick cock.
It wasn't the first time you saw your boyfriend's dick, but you were a little scared because that big thing was going to enter you soon.
He took his hard cock in his hand and looked at you with a grin.
"I can't wait to put this thing inside you"
You responded to him in the same way to reassure yourself a little.
"I can't wait to feel that thing inside me."
Nishinoya knelt down, sensing your approval. He was about to grab your knees and spread your legs, when you realized the most important thing was missing.
"Noya! Just a second''
While he was going to go on a dizzying pleasure journey with you, he tried to understand why you hesitated at the last moment.
''What happened?''
''Condom. Do you have a condom with you?"
Nishinoya lightly slammed his palm on his forehead
''Of course! How could I forget something like this?"
She stood up again and took a condom from the bedside table drawer. He opened the package and put the condom on his erect and hard dick.
"It's done!" he said as if he had completed the task.
At that time, you played with your wet slit with two fingers. In a way, you were preparing for him to come inside you.
After putting on the condom, he came back to you and bent down in front of you. He placed his hands on your closed legs
"Yes baby, you will say goodbye to your virginity soon. "Is there anything you want to say before you lose your virginity?"
''No. I just wanna you to fuck me. But…''
''But what?''
“Your dick is too big. I'm afraid it won't fit inside me and I'll get hurt."
To reassure you, he kissed your kneecaps as he slowly spread your legs.
''Don't worry. I won't hurt you. Besides, you were already wet enough. "So it won't be a painful experience."
"I hope" you said hopefully
He spread your legs and positioned his hips between your legs. He gently pressed his skin against yours before entering you.
He could tell that you were nervous by the way you prepared yourself for this moment by closing your eyes tightly.
"Don't be hard on yourself. "Try to relax"
You nodded and you both took a deep breath.
"Are you ready?" he asked in a whisper once again.
''Yes''
You felt a hardness at the entrance of your pussy. Nishinoya slowly pushed himself towards you. Your vaginal walls were stretched and you moaned in pain.
''Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?" he asked you worriedly.
"No, go on. I want your whole dick inside me"
"Are you sure about this?"
"I'm sure Noya, please I don't want to wait any longer. "Fuck me"
“As you wish,” he grinned and pushed his hips a little further towards you to get even more of his cock inside you.
You both moaned at the same time. Your arms were wrapped around Nishinoya's neck. You couldn't open your eyes, but the tears that had accumulated in your eyes started to leak from your eyelids to your cheeks.
Nishinoya laid his head next to yours
"Love, calm down. Try to hold on for a while"
In the third stage, he entered you completely. Your cervix and vaginal walls tightened around Nishinoya’s massive cock. The tip of his dick was pressing against your uterus
He lifted his head and brought it level with your face.
''Y/N. Look at me''
Even though he wanted to fuck you brutally, he did not spare you mercy because he knew that this was a first for you. He gently caressed your face with his fingers.
"Open your eyes"
You did what he said. You opened your teary eyes and brought them together with his loving brown eyes.
"I'm gonna start moving"
You couldn't talk because of the pain. You felt like a thick needle had been pricked into your body. There was wetness dripping down your leg. It was most likely your virgin blood mixed with your wetness.
Before Nishinoya started moving, he pulled his dick out of you a little bit. The blood was also on his dick
"Oh my God! I hope you don't bleed heavily. Because I'm going to make you cry while I fuck you. "Prepare yourself for this"
"I'm already ready. Make me all yours, Noya
After saying "This is my goal", he suddenly recklessly inserted his entire dick inside you.
Your breath was blocked, it felt like there was a hard object under your abdomen.
"Oh Noya! Please''
He leaned towards you and wrapped his arms tightly around your torso.
"Wrap your legs around my waist, baby"
You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist. Nishinoya buried his face in your neck so he could breathe in your scent and explore the sensitive spots on your neck. At the same time, she was shaking her hips back and forth
She started to increase her speed. Your moans were increasing as his huge cock slid in and out of you and rubbed against your walls. Moreover, the moans turned into shouts.
While he was fucking you, he was sucking and biting the sensitive points of your neck, leaving red marks on your skin.
His lips moved from your neck to your bubbles and then down to your breasts. You felt goosebumps with every touch. While fucking you mercilessly, he didn't hesitate to leave marks and bites on every corner of your body he found suitable.
He continued to come and go inside you at full speed. When you took his entire cock inside, the entrance to your uterus was aching. However, as this continued for a long time, the pain gradually began to give way to pleasure.
Nishinoya really didn't feel sorry for you about sex. He continued to fuck you brutally. You were screaming, moaning and crying. Tears were flowing from your eyes as a result of experiencing both pleasure and pain at the same time.
"So you're crying" he mocked you treacherously.
"I told you that I would make you cry while fucking you. Unfortunately, I will continue to torment you. Because I have no intention of ejaculating quickly.”
Nishinoya was quite determined to keep the sex going for a long time. But you weren't sure if you could continue for long because of the throbbing between your legs.
Your voice shook as you said,
"Oh Noya!"
At that moment, you received a spanking on your pussy. Your clit was red like a red apple
"God!"
"Do you like it, slut?"
You couldn't answer out of pleasure. You desired him more. You begged him to continue even though every part of your body ached.
''Please! I beg you, Noya, fuck me more. "hurt me more"
"Do you want more? Then look at me with those teary eyes and beg more. "Or I'll move slowly until I drive you crazy."
''Noya…fuck me. Hurt me, don't mercy me. Make me cry, make me crazy!"
"After hearing these moving words, how can I resist the desires of my willing whore?"
He grabbed your hips and pulled you towards him. He gave your pussy another smack before entering you.
He slowly lifted your hips, making you lock your legs tighter around his waist.
You also wrapped your arms around his body. You were so tightly interlocked that even the wind couldn't pass through your skin anymore.
Nishinoya started to fuck you without mercy or even the slightest mercy, just like your previous desire. As his cock moved in and out of you, your insatiability was reaching its peak. You wanted even more
Your crying and screaming continued for minutes. Your face and eyes were red. Your throat was dry from screaming.
You weren't the only one moaning, Nishinoya was moaning at the same time as you.
''Ah! "Y/n…I think I'm going to cum"
"Arghh! “Me too!” you shouted quite enthusiastically.
Waves of pleasure rushed down to your toes. Your toes curled upwards from the pleasure you were feeling. You dug your nails into your boyfriend's back and started scratching downwards. You wrapped your legs tighter around him and clenched them tightly to make him cum.
This process continued until you both cum. Finally, Nishinoya entered the deepest part of you to cum. The condom in between prevented him from emptying his seeds into your uterus.
When he came inside you, he laid his head next to yours and literally piled his body on top of you.
You were out of breath. Nishinoya's dick was still inside you, even though his dick was back to its previous shape, your vagina was beating like a heart from the orgasm and your walls were aching like an electric shock.
“Noya? "Noya baby?" you nudged him.
Noya got up from you and pulled his cock out of you. There were a few drops of blood on the carpet.
''Christ no! We'll have to clean the carpet."
Even though you tried to sit up, you had difficulty. You were feeling a sharp pain down your waist.
Nishinoya stood up, took the condom off his dick, tied it up and threw it in the trash in his room.
"Are you okay?" he asked, turning to you.
''My legs hurts. I can't stand up"
"I think I went too far."
He leaned over to you and helped you up. Your body was exhausted. You felt tired. I was sleepy
''I am very tired''
“You can use my bed to rest if you want. But we'd better get clean."
"Then we'll clean up. "I want to sleep," you politely declined.
''Well then''
He laid you down on his bed and then he got under the covers and laid down next to you.
“Y/N…come”
He approached you from behind, wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you towards him. He hugged your waist tightly. Your bare back was touching his bare chest. His body was warm. You felt very comfortable and peaceful. Now you can sleep comfortably
Before you fell asleep, he gave you a kiss on your shoulder
"Sleep well, my beautiful. I love you''
''I love you too''
You could barely answer due to exhaustion. You fell into a deep sleep within minutes with the warmth of your boyfriend.
You were still thinking about what happened yesterday with Nishinoya. Thinking back to every second of the pleasure you felt made your heart pound. And you wanted even more. Nishinoya hadn't taken your virginity yet. But at this rate, it was only a matter of time before he took your virginity.
Even though it was a total embarrassment that your boyfriend got too carried away and vomited, you were like the stars of the porn movie you both starred in.
The rain had just stopped. You were watching the hazy and gloomy weather from the window. You were dreaming of doing much more with Nishinoya, watching the view outside.
You felt the phone in your hand vibrating in your palms. When you looked at the screen, you saw a message from Nishinoya.
Come to my house in half an hour. I am waiting for you
He put a heart emoji at the end of the message. You were already excited for what you were going to experience next.
You felt like you needed to do some preparation before the meeting. You were wearing a simple but comfortable underwear set. You changed your underwear to a set of underwear that makes you look sexier. This suit made your breasts look higher and your hips look much sexier. You never doubted that you could see your reflection in the mirror and impress Nishinoya this way.
You wore stylish but comfortable clothes. Then you took your bag and jacket and left the house.
You walked straight to your boyfriend's house. When you got to the door, you hesitated a bit before knocking. You took a deep breath to feel ready and overcome your excitement. Immediately afterwards, you knocked on the door a few times. You heard footsteps walking towards the door from inside. Nishinoya quickly greeted you at the door.
''Welcome baby! Come inside, you'll be cold."
He let you in. You took off your shoes and jacket and went inside. Nishinoya gave you slippers
"Wear these"
''Thank you''
Nishinoya's house slippers looked pretty cute. Then he grasped your delicate fingers
"Come up. A suggestive smile appeared on his face as he said, "I have prepared a wonderful environment for the two of us."
You knew this smile and you already knew why he created such an environment. You held your boyfriend's hand and together you climbed the stairs and reached Nishinoya's room. Nishinoya opened the door of the room and showed the environment he had prepared.
The curtains of his room were closed, creating a dark environment. He had placed small colored lights around. It was like a room where the bride and groom would have their first sexual intercourse on the wedding night.
After entering the room, you watched the surroundings with fascination.
''Wow! Noya! "It's great!"
"I'm glad you liked it" he said and closed the door of the room behind you.
''Yes? Here we go if you'd like"
You turned your head towards your boyfriend and looked at him with a confused face.
"To what?" you asked
Nishinoya replied with a chuckle
'What will happen? Of course, to see porn"
Even if you thought for forty years, you would never have thought that you would receive such an offer from Nishinoya. Naturally, this offer caused you a small shock. The adrenaline that spread from the middle of your chest to the tips of your fingers and toes was as if it sent a low dose of electric current through your body.
''No kidding?''
"Of course I'm serious. "What did you think?" he mocked you.
"Oh Noya! I do not believe you. What do you do with porn?"
He came closer to you, held your hands and looked into your eyes.
"Believe me, darling, whenever I'm alone at home and dreaming of you, I put one of my porn CDs into the DVD player and watch it."
You were still trying to convince yourself that your boyfriend wasn't joking.
"Jeez! This must be a joke''
Nishinoya turned serious and raised the tips of his eyebrows.
''It's ain't a joke. "It's extremely real. Come on, sit down," he said, pointing to his bed.
You sat on the bed. Nishinoya began flipping through the stack of CDs next to his flat-screen television in his room. Since he has a porn collection, who knows what stash your boyfriend had.
You could tell he was getting impatient as he flipped through the CDs.
"Oh! Where's that?''
After some more searching, She found what she was looking for.
"There it is!" He made a confession to you as he leaned over to insert the CD into it's player.
“You know, Y/N? "You outshine all the girls in the porn I've watched so far."
You giggled in response to your boyfriend's compliment.
''Do you think like that? "I don't think I can even come close to them in terms of sex."
"Believe me baby, after the amazing blowjob you gave me yesterday, I'm sure you can outshine the porn stars."
After inserting the CD, he pressed the play button
''Yes! "Let's get started," he said and got up from in front of the television he was squatting on and sat next to you.
You both held your breath the moment the movie started. You didn't want to stress yourself, but unfortunately you couldn't help it.
In the first scene, the girl and the boy were kissing passionately. Nishinoya couldn't resist the demon inside him. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and attempted to kiss you in the same way. But you retreated
"Oh! What are you doing?''
''None. I just wanted to kiss you"
"Don't you think you're being a little rushed?" "How am I here, can you kiss me again?"
Nishinoya held the back of your head and leaned his forehead against yours.
"I've been holding back since yesterday, y/n. I can not stand it anymore. Please allow me''
She started kissing your lips recklessly. He tried to touch his tongue to yours. After touching your tongue to his, you kept up with your boyfriend's rhythm.
By moving your tongues quickly, you were exchanging DNA. You were occasionally sucking each other's tongues with your lips.
Your kiss lasted about three minutes. It was longer than a normal kiss. As your lips parted, you looked at the drool stretching between you. Both of your faces were red. Nishinoya was already sweating. You wiped a few drops of sweat from your forehead with your fingers.
"I see you're sweating already," you laughed at him.
"You're in such a hurry," you continued.
"I can't resist your charm," he replied to you.
When you both turned your eyes to the screen, you regretted the scene you missed.
"God! See, y/n? "What did we miss?" said Nishinoya reproachfully.
While the man's passionate kissing continued, he noticed that the girl was wet and started fingering her. You were both watching this scene with rapt attention, as if you were hypnotized. While you stood there as an idol, Nishinoya, unlike you, was watching the movie drooling.
Even though you didn't move at all, you started to feel the moisture between your legs and the coming wetness. Even though you were stiff, this situation was affecting you too and your body was admitting that it wanted to be fingered and fucked like the girl in the movie.
Just as such a thought entered your mind, Nishinoya's hand found your leg. Goosebumps appeared on your skin as he ran his hand from your knee to your upper leg. He grasped your muscular hips and his fingers settled right between your legs.
He brought his lips close to your ear and whispered to you
"Relax, baby. There is nothing. "Try to stay calm"
Then he put his tongue in your ear. His thrusting caused you to wet your panties intensely. You couldn't help the shiver that came over you.
Nishinoya's fingers gently unbuttoned your pants and put the tips of his fingers inside your panties.
"Allow me. I need to know if you're ready. "You just watch the movie," he whispered into your ear and then tongued your neck.
When he licked your neck, you couldn't help but moan slightly. You obeyed your boyfriend and continued watching the movie without taking your eyes off the screen. The movie was getting hotter and hotter. The man had already started to fuck the girl mercilessly. The girl's moans of pain and pleasure increased your sexual desire.
As the man went in and out of the girl, "clacking" sounds could be heard.
Nishinoya gripped your neck tightly with his free hand. He stuck his lips to your neck and put his fingers inside your panties and pulled them down. You felt Nishinoya's fingers, hardened from hitting the volleyball, pressing against your sensitive clit, causing you to flinch.
Nishinoya was worried for a moment
''What happened?''
Your breathing and heartbeat accelerated
''That's nothing. You can go on''
Nishinoya lowered his fingers down to your wet vagina and rubbed it, spreading the wetness all over your pussy.
"My little princess was drenched. Open your legs! And don't cum! Okay? Because I haven't licked you yet like I said."
You opened your legs so he could finger you more easily. He was massaging you by moving his fingers back and forth between your vagina and clitoris. Waves of pleasure were forming in your lower abdomen and spreading throughout your body. You were getting ready to surrender yourself completely to Nishinoya. You were going crazy to open your legs for him, just like your vagina was going crazy.
You couldn't suppress your moans anymore. You closed your eyes and surrendered to the pleasure of being fingered
"Oh Noya! A little more!''
"How quickly you came to enjoy it. Don't ejaculate. "Or else I will kill you," he commanded you threateningly.
He squeezed your swollen clit with his index finger and thumb as he continued to finger you rapidly. When he squeezed your clitoris, you screamed with the pain and the pleasure of the pain.
''What happened? "Are you hurt, my sweet little whore?"
Nishinoya licked your face this time too. Your eyes were watery and a tear slipped down your face. He let go of your neck and pushed you onto the bed, giving you a clear command.
"Take off your clothes"
You obeyed your boyfriend's command without question. You took off your clothes and were left with the underwear you wore when you left the house. Nishinoya was speechless at your underwear.
"Oh! I don't believe! Y/n. Did you dress like this so that I wouldn't show you any mercy while I fucked you?"
"I thought you'd like it," you replied hesitantly.
''Fuck porn stars! You're gorgeous,honey" he said, drooling over you.
He reached for the remote control, pressed the power button and turned off the television. He helped you take off your bra and panties. He threw them aside. Now you were naked in front of him. Your full breasts were blowing Nishinoya's mind.
“Your breasts are much bigger and sexier than what I saw on camera. Can I have a bite of these plump grapes?"
“Of course,” you giggled.
He grabbed both of her breasts and bit her fullest part hard, just like biting an apple. You were hurt and you screamed
"Noya! You hurt!”
"Excuse me. They were so sweet. I couldn't stand it. "I want to devour you, y/n," he said, like a wild tiger hungrily eyeing its prey.
You chuckled and responded to his request.
'But this isn't fair. I'm naked, your clothes are still on"
"I'll take it off now. But before that, I want to lick you"
“I want to lick those appetizing abs and chest of yours too,” you said, indicating your willingness.
"Let me lick you first, then I'll let you lick me." "Lie down and open your legs"
You lie down in bed in a comfortable position and spread your legs wide open. Nishinoya's eyes were on her wet and shining pussy. She touched her hand to your wet slit with two fingers and sucked your wetness from her fingers.
"You taste so perfect. Like a strawberry. Did you eat too many strawberries?
"There was a time when I really wanted strawberries. That's why
"Look! Then let me taste it."
He lowered his head and attached his lips to your wet pussy. You shuddered when his tongue touched your skin. You pushed your head back, your toes curling upwards in pleasure.
But this was just the beginning. Nishinoya hasn't given you the real pleasure yet
The small strokes she made with her tongue then turned into brutal licking and sucking. He was sucking your clitoris like a vacuum and licking it up and down.
Every corner of your body was filled with pleasure. You felt pleasure in every inch of him. So much so that when you closed your eyes you could see stars.
Your moans and mumbles filled the room. Nishinoya was licking your wet pussy hungrily like he was licking ice cream.
As you felt dizzy with pleasure, your hand gripped your boyfriend's hair and you gripped his spiky hair tightly.
Nishinoya was out of breath
"God! It's like I'm in heaven. I have never tasted such a delicious pussy before. Like a honey box"
Then he asked you to get your consent
''Baby? "You don't mind if I put my tongue inside you a little bit, right?"
It drove you crazy that Nishinoya stopped for such a ridiculous question.
''Why did you stop? Of course not, Noya! Go on! Lick me! "Make me crazy with pleasure"
Your voice had risen. Your passion and enthusiasm
Your presence also excited Nishinoya.
“What happened to the shy, innocent girl from the first time? Right now, there is a passionate, sexy and insatiable slut in front of me."
He buried his face between your legs again. This time, as he said, he stuck his tongue a little inside your pussy and continued to drink your juice.
You were moaning loudly, pulling Nishinoya's hair, and opening your legs wider, unable to sit still because the pleasure you were feeling was driving you crazy.
You were just about to reach orgasm when Nishinoya stopped
"Oh Noya! Are you trying to drive me crazy? "I was just about to cum!" you reproached him.
''Did you forget? "I don't want you to cum!" he frowned, emphasizing the last sentence.
Then he took off his clothes and was left with only his boxers. She was showing you all her muscles and sexy body.
You were so lucky to have a boyfriend who was both sweet and sexy even though he was small.
Nishinoya lay down on the bed and surrendered himself to you
"Come on, lick me baby. "Look, I went to bed"
The tenderness between your legs still hadn't gone away. You slowly got up and sat right on Nishinoya's dick. His boxers were stained with both your wetness and his drool.
You started from his neck and then left kisses on his chest and stomach. Just like you, Nishinoya had sensitive nipples. A moan escaped Nishinoya's lips as you gently squeezed them with your fingers.
When you went down to his groin, you started licking him from the middle of his stomach to his chest. Her skin was soft and smooth. You wanted to not only lick that breast, but also lie on it as a pillow.
Nishinoya continued to moan, hum, and occasionally grumble.
“You lick me so perfect. Go on baby''
Nishinoya moaned loudly as you licked from his stomach to his chest and then vacuumed and sucked on his nipples. She almost screamed
"I think this is your most sensitive point. "Is this where you get the most erection?" you laughed.
"Of course. What did you think?" he got angry at you for joking.
You were continuing to lick when Nishinoya stood up holding your shoulders.
''What happened? Why did we stop?
Nishinoya held his breath and looked at you with blinding lust.
"You are doing very well. But I…''
''Yes? You...?''
“I wanna fuck you on the floor, y/n.”
Your pupils dilated as if they were about to pop out of their sockets at this offer.
“W-What? Just a second…Why do we choose the floor when we have a bed?”
"I wanted to try a different fantasy. This time I won't pity you at all. "I will fuck you by making you scream and cry"
Nishinoya was very ambitious about it and you thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to try something new
That evening, you decided to focus on a problem you had been experiencing for a long time. Nishinoya, your boyfriend of 3 years, also agreed with you. You have been together for a long time, but you have never had a sexual conversation or relationship with each other until now. Even though you didn't think of including this in your relationship at first, the lust urge inside both of you was preventing this.
You had absolutely no experience. However, you had no idea whether Nishinoya was experienced or not. It would be helpful if she had never had sex experience before. Because he would have his first sexual experience with you. Even though you wanted to ask him this, you completely gave up asking because you thought your boyfriend might be hurt by this question.
You and Nishinoya had talked about this issue last week and decided that you had to start having sexual intercourse somewhere. Nishinoya was ready for this job yesterday. But you had a strange hesitation and fear. In your first experience, you were afraid that something would go wrong, you would get hurt, and you would regret it later.
Of course, these were just bad scenarios. You were relieved that the chances of it happening weren't very high. You took a deep breath and directed your gaze to the ceiling. While you were watching the ceiling of your room, you heard your phone vibrating on the nightstand next to your bed.
You took your phone in your hand. There was a video call from Nishinoya. You couldn't understand why he was making a video call at this hour. He usually didn't make video calls at night. Still, you were dying to see your boyfriend's cute face, so you picked up the phone.
Within a few seconds, Nishinoya's image on your phone screen cleared and he greeted you with his sweet smile.
''Hello sweetie! How's it going?''
It was obvious that she had just come out of the bathroom, as his hair was wet and had gone down unlike usual. He had a towel around his shoulders and was wearing a worn-out white T-shirt.
"Oh! Just a second!" you said and immediately took your headset and plugged it into your phone, then placed it in your ear. Now only you could hear your boyfriend's voice.
You didn't want your parents to wake up to the sound of your voice and come and check on you. So you didn't take any chances. Otherwise you would be deprived of your boyfriend's handsome face
“Noya? You wouldn't call at this hour. What's up? Did something happen?''
''None. I just missed you. "I wanted to see your face." Then he gave you his usual smile.
You responded the same way
''I miss you too. "Do you want to do something after practice tomorrow?"
Looks like you were thinking the same thing at the same time
"I was going to talk to you about this. Shall we meet at the material warehouse after the game tomorrow?
The material warehouse was not a preferred place for meetings. Therefore, although you were a little surprised by this offer, your boyfriend later made the necessary explanation.
"I know this may sound weird, but I thought it was the ideal place for our first sexual experience."
You shuddered as if something cold had flowed down through you.
“A-But…why?”
''Don't worry!I won't push you too hard."
“Nice but, Noya… I haven't prepared myself for this yet. So I have to say it was a bit sudden for me.”
"Come come, baby. I thought we had this covered. How long will we keep on like this? We have to start somewhere. Don't worry, I won't push you too much. I guess I'm not going to suddenly do something that will hurt you."
''I know. I trust you but you know my problem is with myself. "I'm inevitably nervous because it's my first time doing something like this."
"There's nothing to worry about, I'll try every way to comfort you," he said, grinning at your image on the screen.
"Okay, okay. Oh I'm excited already"
Nishinoya took advantage of your excitement and thought you could do a little rehearsal in front of the camera.
"I'm as excited as you. Y/n, while we're on video, can't we at least try something to get you used to it?"
"Like what?" you asked as you heard your heart beat faster and felt your blood heating up.
After saying "Watch and see", he lowered the camera a little so that his body was visible and rolled up his white T-shirt to his chest.
The prominent muscles on his abdomen were revealed. You've noticed him taking off his shirt in the living room a few times, but you haven't had the chance to see him this closely. For as long as you can remember, Nishinoya's muscular body has been impressing you. Despite his short stature, no one else had the abs he had.
"Oh my God! "I want to touch your muscles," you said quite eagerly.
Nishinoya covered his stomach and stuck his tongue out at you, grinning
"Come and lick me baby. "I taste like honey"
You laughed with each other
'I'm sure it is. "I would sacrifice anything to touch those muscles"
"Can you show me too?"
Your cheeks turned red involuntarily.
“What?” you asked curiously and a little nervously.
"I don't know, any part of your body. This could be our warm-up lap. "If we start seeing each other's bodies, it will be easier for us to get used to it."
“Oh, I'm not so sure about this, but…” you said, a little worried.
"Come on, don't be shy! I didn't want you to show your genitals directly," he said, trying to keep you as calm as he could.
"Okay" you agreed
After saying "Wait", you slid down the bed a little and positioned the camera to show your entire body.
You rolled up your pajamas but were a little shy to show your breasts.
''Come on baby! You have a very nice body. I want to see those beautiful boobs.”
Your face turned red as you said, "But Noya…"
''Come on! You can do it," he encouraged you.
After agreeing by saying "Okay", you rolled up your pajama top up to your neck.
Your large and full boobs were visible to Nishinoya.
You could clearly see that he was drooling as soon as he saw your boobs
''Wow! God I don't believe it! The sexiest boobs I've ever seen in my life! Like grapes. Big and plump. I'm sure it tastes great too. "I want to bite those beautiful boobs"
"Come on and bite" you made fun of your boyfriend by saying
"I'll bite you until I'm bruised."
Nishinoya was assertive about this
"My wild baby. Should I breastfeed you? Would you like it?"
You grasped the tip of your breast with two fingers and showed it to him.
"I want to drink your sweet milk, beauty," he said and licked his lips hungrily.
"Do you know what you did to me?" he continued, making you curious.
"What did I do?" you asked curiously.
He moved the camera downwards. He was only wearing his boxers and you could spot his penis through his boxers. It was obvious that he had hardened and stood up.
"Thanks to you, my dick was attached. Oh y/n, what did you do to that? You are so sexy. Why didn't I think of fucking you all this time?''
"I don't believe it Noya! How impatient you are. If just seeing a pair of boobs gets your dick going, we have a lot more work to do with you."
He positioned the camera back on his face. Now you were looking face to face again
After saying "I have a lot of work to do with you too", he yawned and covered his yawning mouth with his free hand.
Your boyfriend's yawning made you sleepy too.
''I feel sleepy. Otherwise, believe me, I would love to keep on. Anyway, see you at the supply depot after practice tomorrow.”
''I'm excited already. "See you later, honey," you said and waved at you.
''I love you.Good night''
After saying "I love you too", you hung up the phone and put it back in its place.
You fell asleep thinking about how impressed Nishinoya was with your breasts and what you would do tomorrow.
The next day, after school and after training, you met at the gym's equipment warehouse, as agreed. Nishinoya locked the door from the inside.
"Baby, I'm a little sweaty. You wouldn't be disgusted, would you?"
''No. "I would never be disgusted with you," you answered confidently.
After saying "I'm glad about that", he smiled happily with the answer he received.
''Yes. What are we doing? Where do we start?''
Nishinoya put his hands on his hips
"We will continue where we left off yesterday"
"How so?" you wondered.
“You managed to lift my dick last night… today you will suck it with your beautiful lips. I'll teach you how to suck a dick. "If you are successful, I will lick you afterwards."
You were excited. You were going to see your boyfriend's dick for the first time and experience sex for the first time.
''I didn't think about getting into it the first time. "I thought it might be a more enjoyable start if we started with licking."
“You thought well,” you confirmed to your boyfriend.
“Okay now…you will follow my orders to the letter. "Like I said, if you're successful, there's a reward afterward."
''I agree''
''Ok. Then kneel down"
You did what he said. You obediently knelt in front of him. Nishinoya took a step closer to you
Just as he was about to pull down his shorts, you intervened.
"I can help you if you want"
"Are we impatient?" she mocked you.
"Well then, put it down" he said and allowed you to pull down his shorts.
You grabbed both sides of his shorts and pulled them down. As soon as you pulled it down, his thick and long dick popped out erect.
"Oh! God is so much bigger than I thought. "It's like a big candy bar."
“Then start licking this candy bar, baby. Come on, come closer. Feel free''
"But, Noya?"
Nishinoya was getting impatient now
''What happened again?''
“I…well. Is it okay if I close my eyes while sucking?"
“I would love for you to look at me with those eyes. That's a shame''
"Please, this is my first time. Try to make do for now. I promise, next time I'll open my eyes"
"Okay, whatever you want. But now put this in your mouth. "I'm starting to get angry!" he said as he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you closer to him.
"Open your mouth!" he ordered you sternly.
While you opened your mouth a little, he immediately inserted his dick into your mouth.
"Suck it!"
You closed your eyes, holding Nishinoya's big and thick cock with one hand. You wet the tip with your tongue and then, while pumping the dick you held at the base back and forth, you started licking the part you took into your mouth by moving your head back and forth.
Nishinoya was holding your head tightly and pulling you towards him. After a while he started to push you. You were having a hard time taking the entire huge dick into your mouth. You were out of breath.
You were careful not to gag or vomit, but you couldn't say you could hold it back for long.
You were afraid of falling out of favor with Nishinoya if you threw up the first time.
To forget the feeling of vomiting, you decided to pleasure your pussy as it licked Nishinoya's cock. Your wetness had seeped into your panties. You put your hand under your skirt and then you dipped your fingers into your panties and started rubbing your clit, feeling your wet pussy.
''Wow! So you know how to enjoy it, baby"
Nishinoya was pleased with the way you pleasured yourself.
Nishinoya urged you to increase your speed a little more.
He held both sides of your head tightly and suddenly pressed himself against himself. You gagged and made strange sounds because you took his entire dick into your mouth.
''Open your eyes y/n! "I want you to look at me while experiencing this pleasure."
Nishinoya had become aggressive. He insisted when he saw that you couldn't open your eyes.
''Y/N! "Open your eyes, I tell you!"
He slapped your cheek lightly. It didn't hurt you, but your cheek was slightly red.
You opened your eyes to avoid making him angry even more.
He gripped your chin tightly and forced your eyes to look at him.
"I'm about to cum, I want you to look at me while I cum"
You nodded and continued licking. At the same time, you continued to caress your pussy. It was only a matter of time before you both orgasmed.
Nishinoya started to push you harder as he neared ejaculation. You were turning red from breathlessness.
"Come on slut! Make me cum!”
This time, he grabbed your hair tightly and pressed you to himself, while he squirted all his semen into your mouth.
The head of his cock had reached almost all the way into your esophagus. His hot semen burned your throat. When you took his dick out of your mouth, you coughed and then vomited, spitting out all the sperm in your mouth.
"Jeez! I am sorry. "I think I must have pushed you too hard because I got carried away."
After cleaning himself up, Nishinoya put his shorts back on and leaned over next to you, touching your shoulder.
"Are you okay?" he asked you.
You looked at him with pink creamy liquid overflowing from your mouth.
"I actually saw his aggressive and cruel side for the first time. “Are you always this cruel and harsh when it comes to sex?” you asked.
''Not always. Since this was a first for me, I was just a little carried away, that's all. I didn't hurt you too much, did I? After all, I made you vomit."
“Absolutely not. This was very enjoyable. "Now that I've achieved this, I'm looking forward to you licking me."
"We won't do that here."
''Why?''
'Come to me tomorrow evening. I'll be home alone anyway. "I want us to reach the peaks of pleasure together in our comfortable bed."
You stood up
''Ok. Obviously then. I'm looking forward to tomorrow"
''Me too. But before that, we'd better both clean up. You're not thinking of going out like this, are you?"
You united your lives with Aone 3 years ago. You were each other's only love both in high school and university. Naturally, you decided to crown your relationship with marriage. You got married in a simple and fun ceremony. The side-by-side photo of you at your wedding was still hanging on your bedroom wall. Every morning when you woke up, you woke up to a happy day by looking at that photo.
You posed in an elegant wedding dress, hugging your husband. This was a document of your love. You intend to wake up looking at that picture every morning for the rest of your life.
Because you wanted to live in touch with nature after marriage, you bought a country house in an area away from city life, crowds and noise. Everywhere was covered with trees and grass. You had a cute two-storey house, just like in fairy tales. Moreover, the garden was so fascinating that it resembled your dreams.
Aone would get up before you in the morning. You would get up right after him and prepare breakfast together. Your husband would take great pleasure in making you breakfast. That day, you woke up to such a peaceful morning. As soon as you woke up, your eyes searched for Aone, you thought you would find him in the kitchen preparing breakfast for you as usual. You put on your dressing gown, went down the stairs and went to the kitchen. But strangely, you saw that Aone was not there. You called out to him, thinking he might be inside the house.
“Aone?!”
When there was no response from Aone, you tried once again.
“Aone? Where are you?''
Apparently he wasn't at home. He was either in the garden or busy with flowers in the greenhouse. You left the kitchen and went into the hall, then you went out to the living room and through the door of the living room that opened to the glass greenhouse.
You found it exactly where you thought it would be. Aone was wearing his gardener's clothes and was working on flowers. You saw him refilling the pots
“Good morning” you said smiling to your husband.
He answered you without looking up
"Good morning. I'm sorry, I couldn't prepare breakfast for you."
''It's not important. "Is there something wrong?" you wondered.
"Unfortunately, the three naughty kittens I once rescued from the street are now big enough to enter the greenhouse and knock over the flower pots."
You responded with a giggle.
"Oh my God! I don't believe. "How did they get into the greenhouse?"
"I forgot to close the door when I left here last night. "The door was left ajar, so they entered and broke everything."
''Look at the naughty kitties! They'll make trouble for my husband! "Now they will see their day" you said jokingly
Aone was focused on what he was doing and had to ignore your joke.
You cleared your throat
“Okay…then let me prepare something for you. "You'll need energy to refill the broken pots."
Aone replied as he grabbed handfuls of soil
"Don't bother. I'll eat later. You have your breakfast, then feed those three naughty cats. "If I finish work, we can garden together."
You patted Aone on the back
"I'll take care of the garden. After saying "Do your job in peace", you gave him a kiss for luck. While kissing your cheek, you felt his smooth skin on your lips.
You left your husband alone with his work and returned to the kitchen. The three kittens Aone rescued from the street have now turned into beautiful adult cats. You called your cats, as soon as they heard you they came to the kitchen and started rubbing on your legs.
"You naughty bastards! So, you broke into the greenhouse last night and knocked over the flower pots. "Lucky for your cuteness, otherwise you would be deprived of a delicious breakfast this morning."
You put food in your cats' food bowls. Then you washed your hands and set about making sandwiches for yourself and Aone at the counter. Next to it, you would squeeze the juice from the oranges you picked from the orange tree in your garden.
Aone loved orange juice. Tomatoes, ham and cheddar cheese were indispensable for him in the sandwich.
You've prepared a sandwich just like Aone likes it. You filled the oranges with juice and took them to the greenhouse.
“Aone? I made your favorite sandwich. Come on, eat something. "Then you can keep on your work."
''Y/n. "Didn't I tell you I would eat later?" he said to you in a calm tone.
"You said you know, but I couldn't stand you working on an empty stomach."
Aone sighed. He took off his gloves and took the tray from your hands.
"Bon apetit to you.I will finish my breakfast soon and go out to the yard."
Aone called after you as you exited the greenhouse.
"Leave Kame in the yard. Let him wander around a bit. "We'll put him back in its nest in the evening."
''Ok. "I'll handle it," you said as you walked in.
You went back to the kitchen and had your breakfast. It looks like your cats had also had their fill and were asking you to play. You took them out into the garden. At least they would play by themselves and not bother you
"Cuties" you muttered while looking after them
As soon as you finished your work in the kitchen, you went back to your bedroom and changed your clothes. Since you will be working in the garden, you chose comfortable and loose-fitting clothes. You didn't forget to wear your gardening overalls.
Before going to the garden, you took your pet turtle, Kame, out of his nest.
"Good morning Kame! "Come on" you said and took it between your palms.
"Shall we go out to the garden together? What do you say?''
You gently caressed the turtle's shell and then went out into the garden. You put the turtle down and then started to do your work.
But before that, you had another job. You walked into the backyard and stopped in front of the rabbit cage. You had four rabbits: brown, white, black and black spotted.
You made an area for them in the backyard. You would take them out of their cages every morning, feed them, and let them wander around the backyard until evening.
You and your pets were like a big family. You took care of each of them as if they were your own children. You and your husband were both a very animal-loving couple.
You had a very happy and joyful life. Your only wish throughout your life was to live in this house and in this environment with your family until you die.
"Good morning, my babies!" you greeted your rabbits with a smile.
You took them out of their cages and released them into the garden
Aone had left lettuce and carrots in the cages for the rabbits. You put them where your rabbits can eat them. You won't die or leave having left something and you could get your work done in the front yard
You returned to the front garden and looked at the strawberry seedlings you planted in your tiny field. Strawberries were starting to ripen, and since it was summer, they were ripening fast.
You went to the nearby tank, took the watering jug and filled it with water from the pump. Then you started watering your strawberry seedlings. You cut the weeds that had started to grow around them. Now your seedlings looked healthier than before. The strawberries of one of them looked ripe. It was big and red. You immediately plucked it and popped it into your mouth.
The taste of organic strawberries created a flavor explosion in your mouth. I wish there was more for you and Aone to eat
You've finished watering and pruning your strawberry seedlings. You did not need to spray them because they were not infested. Next was to prune the apple, lemon and orange trees. Since the fruits of the trees were ripe, they had to be collected.
You used to pick fruit from the tree with Aone. Aone would hold a basket in his hand, lift you onto his shoulders, and give you access to the tree. This way, you could reach the fruits more easily, and Aone would fill the fruits you collected into the basket.
You would either sell the fruits or make products such as pickles and jam from them.
You entered the greenhouse to look for the fruit basket. While you were in the greenhouse, you wanted to tell Aone that you had to take care of this now. But it looks like Aone wasn't done yet
"Dear, we need to pick the fruits. Can you help me?''
Aone stopped putting soil in the pot
"If your work is not done, I can handle it alone."
He answered you while taking off his gloves
"How will you handle it alone? You know we have to wait a while to get a new staircase."
You fluttered your eyelashes
"But you're not done yet"
"Come on," he said, going out of the door and into the garden.
You followed your husband. When you arrived under the fruit trees, Aone lifted you onto his shoulders and you picked the fruits one by one, starting from the lemon tree first.
When your basket was full, you got off your husband's back
''Babe?''
"Hm?"
"Gardening is a lot of fun, but…doing that with you is more enjoyable."
Aone wasn't used to this kind of compliment. Until he met you, no one had made him feel this valuable. During his high school years, no one would sit next to him when he got on the train. You were the first person to sit next to him. Aone didn't tell you, but he was so happy when he finally realized he wouldn't be traveling alone. He was so happy that he almost cried
Aone bowed his head at what you said. Naturally, you were worried because he wasn't responding.
''Dear? What happened? "Did I say something wrong?" you touched his arm curiously.
He turned to you and put his arm around your shoulder.
''No. "You didn't say anything wrong," he replied.
"Then why did you remain so unresponsive?"
It seems like Aone had feelings to express to you. She put the basket on the ground. She sat on the grass. He made you sit in front of him.
''Do you know? "When you suddenly said that, my high school years came to mind."
You giggled
"We were two young lovers then. "It was beautiful, wasn't it?"
Aone nodded.
"No one has ever valued me this much. Besides you. Admittedly, I had social phobia at that time. Because of the serious expression on my face, people were afraid of me in the places I entered. I would travel alone, even on the train. I hated it when people looked at me like they saw a ghost."
You placed your palm on Aone's cheek
"I wish they could see the goodness and kindness in you. "You may have a tough exterior, but your heart is hot as fire."
He held your hand on his cheek with his big palm and gently caressed your fingers.
"I didn't tell you, but the day you sat next to me on the train, I couldn't hold back my tears of happiness. Could such a terribly tyrant-looking man cry? Of course he would cry. The day you agreed to be my girlfriend was the biggest turning point in my life. Even if my happiness that day killed me, I was okay with it. Because I was with you, y/n.”
Aone's words were enough to move you. You tried not to show that your eyes were filled with tears.
“Aone…you are truly a man with a heart of gold. I'm so lucky to have you as my husband. "You are the person I love most in this life."
With his thick fingers, he gently cupped your chin and locked his eyes with yours.
Even though he had a serious and stern expression on his face from years ago, you saw the kind and good-hearted man behind that look.
"I've never talked to anyone for this long. For the first time, I started chatting with you using long sentences. "You know, when I spoke, my teammates were surprised by it."
You held each other's hands tightly and looked at each other deeply.
"It's okay if you don't talk to them. "All I care about is you."
He smiled slightly at you. Only you understood that he wanted to laugh sincerely, even if it was forced.
You both stood up.
''Come on! "There's still a lot of work to be done," you said, and you and your husband set about your daily work.
Your days have always been like this. You were busy gardening and feeding your animals from morning to evening. Sometimes you would go on nature trips with Aone. You were trying to go fishing at a nearby lake
So the months passed.
One day, while you were getting dressed in the bedroom, Aone texted you. You took your phone and read the message
Come to the backyard
You were afraid that something bad had happened to your rabbits and you went down the stairs at full speed in panic.
You went straight to the backyard and saw Aone looking at your rabbits from behind the cage
“Aone? Did something happen to the rabbits?"
Aone gestured for you to come with his hand. You walked next to him and watched the rabbits from behind the cage.
A soft feeling filled you when you saw the view.
One of your rabbits had babies. And there were exactly 6 of them.
"Oh my God! I cant believe. How did we not notice? Six cute baby rabbits. Our family is expanding," you said happily.
“I wanted you to see this too,” Aone said to you in a soft voice.
You had something else on your mind. Good news you should tell Aone
"Um…Aone" you said and couldn't hide your blush.
Aone looked at your face as if he wanted to hear something from you.
''I have something to tell you''
''Yes?''
Aone suddenly became serious. He was suspicious that you were going to give him bad news.
"I think…we will have a baby in 7 months too"
The serious and cold look on your husband's face was replaced by a sweet and surprised smile.
“Y/n? Is this…is this really true?”
''Yes. I was going to tell you today. I found it more appropriate to say it as soon as I saw the baby rabbits."
Aone's big hands found your belly that hadn't grown yet and caressed it.
"I will teach our baby to love nature. Because he is the child of a dryad. Yes y/n. You are my dryad"
You embraced each other with love and from that day on you started counting the days for your baby.
Did you remember my ''Kittens'' scenario? Aone was rescued three fluffy kittens from street. These cats, the same cats. They're just grew up. Aone has really golden heart man. I love him so much
Summary: Y/n tends to be attracted to quiet, calm, and caring guys. But she ends up falling for Koganegawa and it involves a soda, a mop and a sweater - and maybe a few laps around the track.
Words: 2,139
Additional Characters: Futakuchi, Aone, Moniwa, Sakunami, Obara, Kamasaki, Nametsu, Akaashi (mentioned) (how did he get there? lol. jk)
Author’s notes: This is a matchup story for an anon. I hope you like it. The matchup description is at the end of the story. This is also for the HQC monthly prompt event, using the Sweater Weather prompt.
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“Wait for me, senpai!!!!” a tall boy with blond hair yelled out, dashing into the convenience store. Y/n felt a breeze as she heard the bell jingle from the entrance door.
Y/n shivered, having recently left the store. The sky was already getting dark when basketball practice finished but now it casted an orange hue over the neighbourhood. As she put on her green blazer for the first time in a while, she recalled a moment back when she lived in Tokyo.
“Do you want my sweater?” Akaashi asked her classmate in junior high. That was when Y/n learned how calm and caring he was - and unknowingly started to have a crush on him. But then she moved to Miyagi so her crush was short-lived. She didn’t mind though. She was hopeful there would be other guys like him.
“Y/N!!!” the same tall boy chased after her, leaving the convenience store. Y/n flinched at his loud voice and almost had an urge to run away. She felt that would be too mean. But it was a little scary to have a 6’3” male teenager running at full speed towards her. She didn’t know him, but his uniform indicated they went to the same school. “Do you play League of Legends?”
Y/n blinked a couple of times before she gave a slow nod. Was he from another class?
Koganegawa, she later learned his name, beamed with excitement as he waved down the other members of the volleyball team. “Sakunami! You’re right! She does play!”
Lev and Yaku were your best friends since childhood. You spent your childhood together. What you ate and drank was indistinguishable. You would do every activity together. You went to the same schools from primary school to high school. Even though you went to different universities, your ties never broke.
You were doing various activities at every opportunity. On the weekends, you would either go bowling, play volleyball in the first empty gym you found, or swim in the indoor swimming pool. You had countless fun activities
You would occasionally organize barbecue parties and invite your other friends from university. You were actually having some kind of socializing party under the pretext of a barbecue.
Your friends from college looked up to you and considered you lucky because you were best friends with two guys. Because you always had friends who would support you. They would even protect you when necessary
You would meet at one of your houses every week you were available. This week it was Lev's turn. His family was already out of town. His older sister Alisa also went on holiday with her fiancée. So the house belonged entirely to you. You could be as crazy as you wanted and organize crazy parties among yourselves.
Before going to the meeting, you stopped by the store and bought a bag of junk food, even though you were probably going to watch a movie.
Then you headed to Lev's house. Yaku had arrived before you, and they both welcomed you very warmly when you arrived.
Just as you predicted, you were going to have a movie night that evening. Lev chose one of the most watched horror movies of recent times. It was a genre that all three of you loved
After preparing your snacks and drinks, you sat in front of the television. The movie started to get exciting from the first minutes.
You trembled with fear in some parts of the movie, and you were terribly nervous in others.
All three of you clenched tightly together when you were scared
After the movie ended, you started chatting for the rest of the night, trying to forget your fear a little bit. While chatting, Yaku came up with an idea
"Say what? Shall we play truth or dare?”
"Nice idea!" you confirmed.
It was also suitable for Lev. You found an empty bottle and placed it in the middle. Lev was the first to turn it and it stopped at you.
“Yes y/n-chan. Truth or Dare?"
“Truth” you replied
“So…when you were at Nekoma High, was there anyone on the volleyball team that you found sexy?”
You didn't expect to encounter such a question the first time. Yaku also agreed with you
“Isn't this question a bit quick?” Yaku asked.
“It will be your turn too, Yaku,” said Lev in reply.
Then it continued
“Yes y/n-chan. “We are waiting for your answer.”
“Hmm…well…I guess there was.”
“Who was it?” Lev insisted.
Your face turned to red. You didn't know how to say
“Kuro.”
"I thought you were going to say Kenma," laughed Yaku
“Kenma was cute too, but honestly Kuro is hotter. "I would die for him every time he passed by."
“Look! "If you had told us, we would have tried to adjust Kuro for you," Lev said with a grin.
“Never mind, it was just admiration. It's gone. "Yes, I think it's my turn."
You spun the bottle and it came to Yaku
“Yaku, truth or dare?”
“And I say truth”
“Okay then, have you ever read a porn magazine?”
Yaku's face turned red. Lev let out a loud laugh.
Unlike Lev, you asked a more tactless question.
“Lev! Don't laugh!” said Yaku, hitting Lev on the shoulder with one of the cushions on the floor.
Then he put his hand to the back of his neck and replied shyly:
“Oh…this is so embarrassing but, yes, I read it. "I got it from my cousin's secret stash."
“You're not innocent so much, Yaku,” you said, looking at him suggestively.
“I was a teenager then and such things were a matter of curiosity for me. Is it my turn?
Yaku spun the bottle. He was going to come across one of you and stopped at Lev
“Yes Lev, truth or dare?”
“Since you both said truth, I also say truth for this round.”
"Ok. Hmm let's see…are you a virgin?”
“Yes unfortunately…I came to university and still haven't had sex with anyone”
Yaku snickered. You also expressed your opinion quite boldly.
“Really Lev? I didn't expect that from you"
"Really. I would if I found a sexy girl. “I am an unlucky person.”
Yaku asked you both a question with a daring grin on his face.
“Since the subject has been brought up, let's all be honest. "I'm a virgin too"
"Bull! I am a person who has never even seen a porn magazine in my life, what happened to you?" Lev laughed.
"Believe it or not. "I've never had sex"
Lev then turned to you and asked
“What about you y/n-chan?”
Your face turned red too. If a game of truth or dare was being played, it was common for immoral topics to be brought up. But you didn't expect it to happen this fast
“I am a virgin”
They were both shocked by your answer. Because even though they didn't show it, they found you extremely sexy and were almost sure that you were not a virgin.
"WHAT!" they both said at once
"I mean it" you repeated
“I don't believe it y/n. We didn't expect this from you. You are very beautiful and sexy. "We thought you must have done it with someone," said Yaku.
“Yes,” agreed Lev.
You laughed, "If you say all three of us are virgins"
“Three unfortunates, we come together and console ourselves with obscene questions,” said Lev.
“That's right,” said Yaku.
“Let's continue. Let's see if you can say dare in the second round.” you said and encouraged your friends to continue the game.
It was Lev's turn and he spun the bottle. The bottle stopped at Yaku.
“Yaku, truth or dare?”
"Dare," said Yaku confidently.
“Okay, if you're so confident, cup y/n-chan's breasts.”
"WHAT!" you both said at once.
“But…” you said, feeling embarrassed.
"Word spoken is past recalling" Lev grinned.
"Ugh! Damn!" whined Yaku.
He moved closer to you and shyly grabbed both of your breasts. You suddenly shouted
"Ah! Yaku! “It hurt.”
“I'm sorry,” he said sheepishly, taking his hands off your breasts.
While Lev was watching you, feelings of lust were blooming inside him.
It was Yaku's turn. He spun the bottle and came across you
“Y/n-chan. Truth or Dare?"
“If we are going to call this tour dare, I say dare.”
“Okay…” he said, scratching his hair.
Then he gave a reckless order
“Rub on Lev's lap for 3 minutes. I will keep time. Come on!"
“Oh no! “This is truly a shame.”
“Am I going to have my first experience with you, y/n-chan?” he said to you indicating his willingness
“It's just a game, Lev,” you replied.
"Come on! "Since you have the dare, then do as I say," Yaku looked at you both suggestively.
“Well…okay.”
You tried to hide your blushing face.
“I forgot something. Take off your trousers." added Yaku.
You didn't expect this
''What! Will I be rubbing naked? "Can't it be through clothes?"
Yaku slightly raised the tips of his eyebrows
"I don't think you can enjoy it that way." Besides, you are the one who chooses dare. "Then you will do as I say."
You were trying to fight the tension building inside you. As soon as you took off your pants, your pink panties became visible to both Lev and Yaku
Lev made fun of you by saying, "The color of your panties is so cute."
"Shut up, Lev!" you said, both sweetly and harshly.
You could see the bulge on Lev's lap. You couldn't even imagine how you were going to sit on that already hard thing. On top of that, you would have your first experience, even if it wasn't a full-blown sexual intercourse.
Lev held you by your waist and you spread your legs and sat on his lap.
Yaku took out his phone and entered the meter app.
"Alright, I'll start the clock. You have 3 minutes, y/n-chan." I expect you to cum in 3 minutes. If you can't cum…"
A chill came over him from Yaku's threatening voice. This chill, which made his heart beat faster, spread from the middle of his chest to every aspect of his body.
"What if I can't cum? Yaku-san?''
"You can see for yourself. Just start!"
The moment Yaku started the timing, you started moving your hips back and forth, moving your vagina over Lev's clothed cock.
Lev's hand on her waist went down to her hips and cupped her plump hips. You couldn't deny that you enjoyed this, even if just a little. So much so that a moan came out of his lips involuntarily.
Lev closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth. You were extremely embarrassed to make eye contact in such an embarrassing situation.
Your eyes were just looking at the ceiling, enjoying Lev's cock that was getting erect as you rubbed it.
You decided to pick up the pace and started rocking your hips back and forth a little faster. You could feel your panties getting wetter. Your horny pussy seemed like it wanted to take two huge cocks inside of it and it was literally begging you for it.
Yaku looked at the meter in his hand.
"You're doing well, two minutes left," he said, extremely pleased with the situation he'd put you in.
If you couldn't ejaculate, you would have to accept the punishment determined by Yaku. But you seemed to agree already. You could end the night as two virgins and a virgin, losing your virginity forever.
You wanted them both to fuck you. You wanted to be squeezed into any corner of the house and have a dick in your mouth, a dick in your pussy, maybe even a dick in your ass.
Waves of pleasure were spreading mercilessly throughout your body, from your clitoris to your toes.
Movie night was about to turn into an orgy and you were about to get fucked by your two best friends
Another minute had passed and you purposely didn't want to cum. An idol was cut under Lev. All the blood in his body was collected on his face due to contraction.
You screamed as your orgasm hit you. You settled completely on Lev's lap and took a deep breath.
Yaku mocked you, looking at the meter in his hand.
“I don't believe you y/n-chan. There's still half a minute left. "How quickly you cum!"
Lev took a deep breath and released himself.
“I…um,” you said shyly, looking over your shoulder at Yaku.
''What happened? "Your face is red," Yaku replied.
"I didn't cum"
"Didn't you cum?" Are you mocking me? "Then you will accept the punishment."
Yaku put the phone down and tried to peel off his pants. But you stopped it
''Stop!''
You got off Lev's lap and took off the one piece of clothing you were wearing, leaving you in front of them in your bra and panties.
“Y/n? "What are you doing?" said Lev, who was watching you in amazement.
You looked at them both with a red face
“I want you to fuck me. That's why I didn't ejaculate on purpose. Let's all three lose our virginity tonight. Say what?''
A satisfied smile then spread across Yaku's surprised face.
"This is the punishment we will give you if you don't cum." But I see that you are ready to be punished, y/n-chan.”
Lev still hadn't gotten over the shock of the situation they were in.
''What? Really y/n-chan? "You're not kidding, are you?"
You replied, turning your head to Lev
"I'm more serious than I've ever been before. It wouldn't be fair if only you fucked me. I want Yaku to experience this pleasure too. The three of us enjoy it more together. Now…''
You turned to Yaku again and confidently stated your demands.
"You can do whatever you want to me. There are never any limitations. You can benefit from every bit of my body. "I want you to fuck me everywhere"
This sentence was enough for both of them to get their dicks up. You unclasped your bra and tossed it aside. Then, as you took off your panties, you noticed that your wetness was leaking into your panties. So much so that when you separated your panties from your pussy, you saw a prolonged wetness.
You were already ready to be fucked by two men. You couldn't remember ever being this wet and eager.
You put your hand between your legs and spread the wetness from your vagina to your clit to see how wet you were on them. You showed them your wet and sticky fingers
''I'm ready''
"If you're ready, we're ready too," said Yaku as he took off his pants.
He gave the same order to Lev.
"You undress too, Lev. "Y/n-chan will give us paradise tonight"
"Okay…I'm ready to surrender my virginity to you y/n-chan" he said and started to undress too
Now all three of you were naked. Two men were waiting around you with their cocks erect. Both of their dicks were perfectly suitable for you.
“Yes y/n. "Which one of us will you start with first?" asked Yaku.
You looked at Lev and then at Yaku. You had just had a beginning with Lev. Naturally, you wanted to get some pleasure from Yaku.
You kneeled in front of Yaku and started licking his thick and big dick like you were licking ice cream, starting from his balls.
Yaku seemed to enjoy it from the first minutes
"Good girl! That's it! Go on! You're doing great." he said and gently caressed your head.''
Lev was watching you, feeling left out and not knowing what to do.
"Don't be idle either, Lev. Do something''
"What should I do?" he asked curiously.
Yaku grabbed you by your hair and pulled your mouth away from his dick.
''Y/n-chan. "Bend over!" he commanded clearly.
You bent down on all fours and waited for what would happen. Yaku turned to Lev as he pumped his cock into you
“While I cum in your mouth, you will cum in your wet pussy. "We will change places later"
Lev nodded. You lifted your hips a little more towards Lev to gain full access to your vagina. Then you grabbed Yaku's dick and started moving your head back and forth
Since you were wet enough, it wasn't hard for Lev's dick to enter your pussy. Since it was large but thin, it did not put much strain on the vaginal walls. But you felt a pain and sting that lasted for a few seconds, similar to a pinprick feeling.
Yaku's cock covered her mouth. You couldn't shout even if you wanted to. Tears flowed from her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.
"Are you hurt, slut?" "You asked for this?" Yaku slapped you brutally.
Red fingerprints appeared on his face
"Suck it. "Take all my dick in your mouth." He grabbed your hair tightly and pressed your head hard towards himself.
Lev was the one who broke her virginity. Lev's cock was covered in your virgin blood.
"Jeez! "I never thought you'd be this willing the first time, y/n-chan."
Lev buried his dick completely in your cunt and started rocking his hips back and forth. Then you got a spank on your hips
You let out a muffled moan as you felt the spank on your bottom. In a short time, Lev and Yaku increased their speed, doubling the pleasure you had received. You were insatiable and wanted more
Lev was fucking you pretty hard. Your vaginal walls had expanded like a sewer pipe. The blood flowing from her pussy dripped onto the carpet and stained it.
The spankings you received on your face and buttocks made you more willing.
"Come on whore! Make a little more effort. I'm about to cum"
Yaku was pushing you so hard that the tip of his dick was pressing against your throat and you almost couldn't fit it in your mouth.
You were holding yourself back from gagging or vomiting. You were focusing on the pleasure you were feeling to forget about your nausea.
Lev's cock was hitting you like a whip. As he moved his hips back and forth, the sound of his hips hitting your hips could be heard.
At this rate they were going to cum in both your stomach and your pussy.
"I want to cum in your pussy," Lev said very eagerly.
At that moment, Yaku spilled all his seed into your mouth. You felt his hardening cock soften like a balloon on your tongue.
As he pulled his dick out of your mouth, you opened your palms to catch the semen flowing from the corner of your lips. You took a deep breath and gagged to vomit the cum.
Lev had also ejaculated inside you. You felt the white liquid flowing from your pussy. Lev came out and wondered if you were okay or not
''Are you ok?''
"You know how to lick, I wish you would swallow the semen I put in your mouth"
“The girl already has enough semen both in her mouth and in her womb, Yaku-san. "It doesn't need to be in her stomach."
Yaku placed a threatening look on his face
"It will be in her another side now"
You looked at both of them and parted your lips covered in semen.
"I wanna anal"
Yaku was prepared for this request, but it was something Lev didn't expect.
"Are you sure about this?"
Yaku replied without giving you a chance.
"Don't worry Lev. She's too sure. You already broke her virginity. Don't get excited about fucking her ass. "I'd rather fuck a tiny hole than fuck a used cunt."
"I'm not curious either. "I also want to cum in Y/n-chan's mouth."
You stood up and laid down on the couch. You waited to be fucked like a whore in need of cock
Yaku chuckled.
"Do you want to get your ass fucked like this, y/n-chan?"
"Put my legs on your shoulders, Yaku-san. Fuck me. "I can't be patient any longer"
Then Lev laughed at your insatiability
“Look at this, Yaku-san. She's a total whore. "A total sex queen"
"Then what are we waiting for?" We have to give this cum hungry slut what she wants.”
This time Lev moved to where your head was to fuck your mouth. Yaku spread her legs. He eyed your used wet pussy before sticking a finger in your asshole
''Unbelievable. "I wish I had fucked this horny pussy first," he said and spanked her pussy hard.
You were hurt. You didn't just moan, you screamed. But it gave you enough pleasure to want it again
"Oh Yaku-san. Once again''
"Do you want it one more time? You wanted your ass fucked. If you're doing it to avoid having your ass fucked, don't you dare. "Your ass will be fucked the same way your pussy and mouth were fucked just now."
''I want to get fucked. Fuck me! "Don't pity me!"
"God, I can't believe I'm hearing this," said Lev, grinning.
"Fill me. Do not leave an empty space. I want your cum all over me! I really need this! "Make me crazy!"
"What a babble whore" you said while Lev grabbed your head and put his dick in your mouth
Yaku kept slapping your wet pussy. You were experiencing both pain and pleasure at the same time. Having your wet pussy slapped was making you more eager.
Yaku lifted your legs while Lev fucked your mouth. He grabbed her hips and spread them apart, revealing her asshole as small as her little finger.
"I'm not going to ask you if you're ready, little slut."
He put his middle finger in your asshole and started drawing circles to get you used to it.
You were screaming muffled with Lev's dick in your mouth. It was the first time something entered her little asshole.
Yaku then added a second finger and then increased it to three.
You were screaming in pain, your body wanted even more. You accepted this from the very beginning. You would endure both pain and pleasure.
"Your asshole will be widened now honey, get ready for it" said Yaku with a grin.
On the other hand, Lev was putting his dick in and out of your mouth, leaving you breathless.
Yaku aligned the tip of his hardened cock with your asshole and pushed himself inside you.
You almost jumped out of your seat with the sudden sting you felt in your ass. Since there was no lubricant, this was going to be quite painful for you.
"Try not to scream too much, honey," he said and pushed his dick further into her ass.
You screamed and tears fell from your eyes. Lev sensed something was wrong and pulled his dick out of your mouth
"Yaku-san, you have to stop! The girl is hurting!”
As soon as Lev took his dick out of your mouth, you coughed and flatly rejected what Lev said.
"No, Lev. How long have I waited for this? "Let it come inside me"
"You heard what he said, Lev. "Go ahead," Yaku said, pointing at you with his eyes.
While Yaku made an effort to enter your asshole completely, Lev continued the work he had just done.
A dick in your mouth and a dick in your ass were literally taking you to the peak of pleasure.
Lev was going all the way down her throat, while Yaku was pushing her asshole.
You were making moans and purrs that showed you were extremely eager.
All three of you increased your speed to the fullest. Having your asshole widened felt weirder than when you lost your virginity.
Your second orgasm was approaching.
“Yaku-san? "Are you cumming?" Lev was out of breath. His face was red as if blood had rushed to his cheeks.
''I am cumming. "Let's cum together"
You also showed that you were about to come by making strange moans.
Then your orgasm hit you like a powerful bolt of lightning. The moans from all three of you, enjoying your orgasm, filled the room.
They both took their dicks out of her mouth and ass. The sofa and carpet were stained with your virgin blood. He had redness and bruises all over his body.
You felt too terrible to stand up. You had a lot of fun having group sex, but at the end it looked like you were literally beaten.
You stood up, out of breath.
''This was a lot of fun. "I think we should do it again as soon as possible," Lev said.
Yaku sat next to him and held his hand
"Are you okay?" he asked you.
You nodded yes, but you felt a terrible pain below your waist.
"I hope we didn't force you too hard, y/n-chan," Lev said worriedly.
''No. On the contrary, I enjoyed it very much. "I want to do this again"
Yaku smiled and agreed
"We'll do it again. But first we need to take a shower together and then clean up. We don't want to get Lev into trouble, do we?"
"Will you take me between both of you in the shower?" you asked tiredly.
"Of course!" Lev happily agreed.
They both put their arms around your shoulders and carried you to the bathroom. The three of you showered together. You really enjoyed bathing among Lev and Yaku.
After getting dressed, you cleaned the house. You wiped the blood stains on the floor and the couch until they were gone, picked up the garbage in every corner, and folded your discarded clothes neatly again.
You had had a rough night, but the fact that all three of you lost your virginity on the same night gave it meaning and significance.
Plot: (Y/N) getting caught sucking Ushijima off - then gets used by the whole team lmao.
There you were - kneeling in front of Ushijima in the men’s locker room. His grunts and groans echoed off the walls as you he was balls deep inside of your mouth - more like your throat.
There was an upcoming match the following week, and like usual, Ushijima was pent up and needed to relax a bit - that’s where you come in.
Since the beginning of your second year, you’ve served as his stress relief. You’ve grown up with him, so you’ve often found yourself talking about anything and everything.
You’ve suggested that he could try sex as a stress relief - he agreed, wanting to go right at it with you.
You didn’t mean it to be with you, but who could resist Ushijima Wakatoshi?
“That’s it, (Y/N),” He groaned, “Take it all.”
You locked eyes with him, stirring something inside him as he noted the tears in your eye. He tried to compose himself, but the way your pretty lips felt around his cock was too good.
However, the two of you were startled as the door was flung wide open. Ushijima tightened his grip on your head, holding you still - not realizing that he was still balls deep inside of you.
Standing in the doorway were Semi and Reon, right behind them were Kawanishi, Shirabu, and Goshiki - followed by the rest of the time.
Only when you started gagging, Ushijima realized that you were chocking on his cock - releasing you out of his grip.
You slowly turned around, cheeks flushing as your gaze fell to Ushijima’s teammates. Somehow everyone seemed to be at a loss for words as you were just staring at each other.
However, Tendō seemed to be interested as he was pushing himself through the others gasping when he finally got a glimpse of what’s going on.
“Ushiwaka and (Y/N),” He exclaimed, “How long has this been going on?”
“(Y/N),” Ushijima started, “She’s helping me out whenever I’m… riled up.”
Tendō chuckled loudly, while the others were still at a loss for words.
Ushijima averted his gaze from his teammates to look down at you, cupping your cheeks before suggesting, “Lately, we’ve all been stressed out. It would be selfish to keep her to myself.”
You just looked up at him with big eyes, wondering if he really plans on sharing you.
“How nice of you,” Tendō said, “Who would reject such an offer?”
He was walking towards you while the others were exchanging glances, unsure of the whole situation.
“Now, (Y/N)-chan,” Tendō smirked down at you, “Will you be a good girl for us?”
You were biting your lower lip, looking back and forth between Ushijima and the red-head - slowly starting to nod.
“(Y/N),” Ushijima’s low voice immediately got your attention, “You know better than that, use your words.”
“Y-yes,” You looked at Ushijima, then at Tendō, “I will be a good girl.”
Tendō’s gaze fell to your exposed chest as your uniform was unbuttoned, just enough to reveal your bra.
Ushijima looked at the others, “I suggest you close the door. If you don’t want this, you may leave.”
Shirabu, Kawanishi, and Yamagata didn’t need to be told twice as they rushed over. Semi exchanged a glance with Ōhira before he walked closer with a smirk on his face.
Ōhira looked at Goshiki, who was a flustered mess before he motioned him to join, “Come on.”
You swallowed visibly as you looked at everyone, biting your lower lip as you noted the hungry looks in their eyes. To say that your panties were wet was an understatement - they were soaked through.
Ushijima pulled you up, turning you that you’d be facing the others as his lips brushed against your ear, “Don’t disappoint me, (Y/N).”
You pressed your thighs together as goosebumps were lining your skin, already trembling in anticipation.
Ushijima brought his hand between your legs, sliding it under your skirt before starting to rub your clit - earning a lewd moan from you.
Ushijima let out an approving hum as he noticed how wet you were, “She’s more than ready, this should make up for the many hours we’ve spent practicing.”
“I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t wanna wait any longer,” Tendō said, “How about putting that pretty mouth to work?”
He was just a couple of inches away, reaching for his bulge you started to palm him through his pants.
You locked eyes with him as you undid his belt, getting on your knees as you pushed his pants and underwear down.
He was smirking down at you, a groan spilling over his lips as your tongue slid over his hard length. Tendō’s hand found its way to the back of your head, tangling in your hair.
Shirabu and Kawanishi moved to either side of you, unzipping their pants before pulling them out of their tight confines, looking expectantly at you.
Tendō pulled you off his cock, giving you a moment to readjust yourself before he pushed his cock into your mouth.
He was fucking your mouth while you were stroking the two latter’s cocks.
Ōhira seemed to be the most composed one as he was watching you quietly while palming his bulge.
Semi was standing next to him while the prominent bulge in his pants was growing.
Goshiki didn’t know where to look at as his gaze roamed around the locker room. He might be able to avert his gaze, but he couldn’t ignore the groans and grunts echoing off the walls.
He was standing there, shifting from one foot to the other as his cheeks turned a dark red shade.
Semi let out a sigh, deciding that he can’t wait any longer as his cock was aching for some attention. He moved behind you, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you up, having you bent over as you were still sucking on Tendō’s cock.
Semi slowly hiked up your skirt before tracing your clothed slit, making you moan around Tendō’s cock. He pressed his thumb against your clit, teasing you as he started to rub the bundle of nerves.
He would’ve loved to tease you some more, but his cock was twitching eagerly and needed to be inside of you. He pulled his pants down to his mid-thighs before doing the same with your panties, letting them pool around your ankles.
Semi positioned himself at your entrance, slowly pushing into your wet heat and throwing his head back, “You feel so good, (Y/N).”
You started to moan and gag around the red-heads cock, earning some lewd sounds from him.
“Not planning on stopping,” Semi grunted as he pounded into you.
If it weren’t for Semi’s tight grip on your hips, your legs would’ve already buckled beneath you.
“(Y/N), why does just Tendō get to fuck your mouth?” Kawanishi said, cocking his head as he looked down at you.
Tendō released your head, pulling you off his cock before he glared at the latter, “She’s all yours.”
You started to suck on Kawanishi’s cock, who responded by bucking his hip against your mouth, needing to plunge his cock deep inside of you - hitting the back of your throat.
Semi’s brows were furrowed, focusing on his thrusts as he felt the frustration from the past days vanish.
Ushijima’s eyes were on you the whole time, eyeing your reactions and the way you were getting used. He didn’t bother to join just yet, wanting to wait until everyone else is satisfied.
It didn’t take long as your first orgasm washed over you, moaning around Kawanishi’s cock while your soft walls tightened around Semi’s hard length.
Semi picked his pace up, rutting into you as he was chasing after his own release. His thrusts were getting unsteady as he neared his edge.
“Time to switch,” Shirabu exclaimed, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling you off of Kawanishi’s cock while the latter let out a “tch.”
“What, you were the one who complained a couple of minutes ago,” Shirabu reminded the latter.
“Just hurry up, I want those pretty lips around my cock again,” Tendō grumbled at the two second years.
There was saliva mixed with precum running down your chin, looking like a mess even though you’re just at the start.
You were pumping Kawanishi’s and Tendō’s cock while you were sucking Shirabu’s hard length.
Semi’s grunts and groans were getting louder, pushing his cock as deep inside of you as possible before he filled you up with his load, painting your insides white.
He was groaning your name and curses as he emptied his balls into your wet cunt.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” Shirabu groaned before thick white ropes of cum were hitting the back of your throat.
You earned a low moan when you swallowed around him, flicking your tongue over his sensitive tip.
“Hm, Shirabu’s out, it’s my turn,” Tendō chirped, not hesitating as he grabbed your neck, pushing his cock into your mouth.
Semi pulled his cock out, feeling his warm cum as it was running down the insides of your thighs.
Ōhira walked over, switching places with Semi, who plopped down on the bench as he needed to catch his breath.
Ōhira’s cock twitched at the sight of your used cunt, snaking his hand around to your clit as he started to tease you.
He pulled his pants down just enough to free his hard length from his underwear before aligning himself with your entrance.
You moaned around Tendō’s cock, who tightened his grip on your throat in return.
Ōhira was slowly pushing himself into your wet heat, relishing the feeling of your soft walls around his thick cock. He gave you a moment to adjust before he started at a steady pace.
Yamagata didn’t hesitate to take Shirabu’s place, looking down at you with a smug expression as he waited for you to get his hard length out of its tight confines.
However, since you had only one free hand, you struggled with his belt. So he just undid it before pushing his pants down.
You were palming his bulge through his boxer briefs before you hooked your fingers into its waistband and pulled them down.
Tendō was guiding your head while his other hand caressed your cheeks, brushing your tears away, “You’re taking us so good (Y/N)!”
Ōhira leaned down, kissing your neck before he breathed against your ear, “Let me know if it gets too much.”
He started to pound into you, pulling his cock out completely before pushing himself into your wet heat.
The tears ran down your cheeks as you moaned and gagged around Tendō’s hard length while Ōhira was pounding into you - pushing you harder against the latter’s cock.
“It’s time to switch,” Kawanishi announced, needing to feel your mouth around his cock because he couldn’t stand just watching you suck on the red-heads cock.
Tendō gave him a side glance, cocking his brows as he released you from his grip, “Tch, right when it was getting fun.”
You smirked up at his comment before you let your tongue slide teasingly over Kawanishi’s hard length, starting at his base and slowly moving towards his tip.
“No teasing (Y/N),” He warned you as his cock was twitching eagerly.
He cupped your cheek, pulling you closer as he slid his cock into your mouth. Kawanishi was nearing his edge as his cock was already throbbing inside of you.
Yamagata was getting impatient, wanting to see those pretty lips around his own cock. He watched you as you moved your hands over his and Tendō’s cock, mouth stuffed with Kawanishi’s cock while Ōhira was fucking you hard.
You pulled off Kawanishi’s cock, hands moving to Tendō’s sides as he was standing right in front of you - needing to hold onto something.
Your orgasm was approaching quickly, feeling it come closer with every thrust. Tendō smirked down at you - the way your mouth was slightly agape as you moaned was tempting, wanting to thrust his cock into your mouth.
But he decided to give you a minute and watching you cum instead. His fingers moved beneath your chin, tilting your head until you locked eyes, “(Y/N)-chan, are you getting close?”
All he got as a response were your moans as one after the other spilled over your lips.
He watched you as your eyes rolled backward, grip tightening as your orgasm washed over you.
“Fuck, (Y/N), you’re something else,” Yamagata breathed as he was enjoying the view.
The way your soft walls clenched around Ōhira’s hard length brought him closer to his edge as he started to thrust sloppily into you.
You looked back over your shoulder, watching the latter pound into you as you were overstimulated - legs shaking, unable to stand by yourself.
Tendō reached for your chin, tilting your head towards their direction, “Eyes forward, (Y/N)-chan.”
“I think it’s time to switch,” Yamagata said, “I want those pretty lips around my cock, understood?”
You were nodding in response, opening your mouth before he pushed his cock into your used mouth.
Just as his cock was disappearing inside of you, you could feel Ōhira’s cock throbbing inside you before he painted your insides white.
He pulled his softening cock out, watching as his cum oozed out of your cunt.
“My turn,” Kawanishi exclaimed quickly, giving the others a smug expression as he was moving to stand behind you.
Tendō was mumbling something under his breath, a displeased look on his face as he glanced at Kawanishi.
Kawanishi pushed himself inside of you in one swift motion, not failing to hit your sweet spot.
Semi was watching his teammates, chuckling at their childish behavior.
“You’re acting like little kids,” Shirabu commented while Ōhira was shaking his head.
“Are you just going to watch,” Ushijima asked, looking at Goshiki.
“N-no,” he blurted out, swallowing slowly before he walked closer to you, taking Kawanishi’s previous spot.
If there was someone who looked more flustered than you, it would be Goshiki. Your eyes moved to his prominent bulge, which you started to palm teasingly slow.
He let out a moan, bucking his hips against your hand.
Goshiki didn’t hesitate to pull his hard length out of his boxer briefs, stroking himself before your hand replaced his.
You locked eyes for a moment before your eyes moved to Yamagata, who was still balls deep inside of you, hitting the back of your throat with every thrust.
“Eh, it’s my turn now,” Tendō exclaimed, smirking at Yamagata, who growled as you parted from him.
Tendō’s hand tangled in your hair, pulling it as he grabbed a handful.
He tilted your head, making you look up at him, “I’m going to be a bit rougher, be a good girl, and try to keep up.”
With that, he pushed himself inside, making you gag instantly with the speed of his thrusts.
Your vision became blurry as tears formed in the corner of your eyes. He was going at it at a brutal pace, but you had to be fair - he did warn you.
“You feel so good, (Y/N),” Kawanishi groaned, smirking at Tendō, who just glared at him in return.
You felt like a ping pong ball, getting pushed back and forth as Kawanishi and Tendō were thrusting into you.
“Guys, maybe slow down a little,” Ōhira suggested as he watched you get used by his teammates.
Semi was nodding in response, looking at you with a shocked expression - wondering if you’re doing alright.
“She can take it,” Ushijima objected, “There’s no need to worry.”
Shirabu was eyeing him, wondering what Ushijima would usually do with you behind closed doors.
Kawanishi’s movements were getting sloppy as he neared his edge, groaning with every thrust. He snaked his hand to your front, rubbing your clit, and turning you into a mess.
It didn’t take long for you to have your next orgasm, shaking as you felt the tight knot inside of you snap.
Feeling you cum around his cock was enough to push the latter over his edge, releasing his load deep inside your cunt.
Tendō chuckled at Kawanishi, grinning at him, “Already?”
“This isn’t a competition,” The latter huffed as he pulled his softening cock out of you.
A few moments later, Tendō came with a loud groan, cum hitting the back of your throat as you tried to swallow it all.
You pulled off, trying to catch your breath as you looked up at him, “Good girl, you swallowed every single drop.”
A small moan escaped your lips as he praised you while his thumb brushed over your blushing cheeks. The exhaustion was getting to you, feeling like you can’t go on for much longer.
Yamagata exchanged glances with Goshiki, who tried his best to avoid the latter’s gaze.
“Might as well use that pretty cunt,” Yamagata breathed as he walked to the spot behind you.
You continued your ministrations, pumping Goshiki’s cock with a trembling hand while Yamagata slowly sank into your wet heat.
Slowly, you started to take more of Goshiki’s hard length into your
mouth until the tip of your nose was pressed against his lower belly.
Both males were groaning and grunting as they were thrusting in and out of you.
Ushijima has been watching you the whole time, noting that you’re slowly getting to your limits. However, before he could let you rest, he needed to take care of his needs.
He waited patiently for his turn, eyeing his teammate’s ministrations.
“Oh,” Goshiki moaned softly, “I’m going to-”
Before he could even finish his sentence, his cock was twitching eagerly inside of your mouth as he came.
You swallowed loudly before you looked up at him, smirking at his flustered expression.
Your gaze fell to Ushijima, noting the lustful hint in his eyes.
You brought your hand up, swiping the drop of cum away before sucking it off of your thumb - while holding Ushijima’s gaze.
He was clenching his teeth, growling lowly as he took a mental note to teach you a lesson about teasing him.
Ushijima walked closer to you, looking down at your bent over form, “Why don’t you continue with where we left off?”
“Yes,” You replied weakly, reaching for his hard length and pumping him a couple of times before you started to slide your tongue over it.
His hand was gently stroking your head before he tightened his grip. Ushijima was guiding your head over his cock, being his rough self as usual.
“Even filled up like this, you feel amazing,” Yamagata breathed as he was about to cum.
A couple of seconds later, you could feel him pump his load into you, painting your insides white.
Once he pulled out of you, he plopped down onto the bench while Ushijima started to buck his hips against you - fucking your mouth.
You were gagging around his hard length, saliva running down your chin before it dropped to the floor.
You looked up at him as tears were rolling down your cheeks - neither one of you breaking eye contact.
However, he pulled his throbbing cock out of your mouth, bringing you up by pulling your head, “You were such a good girl for all of them.”
Ushijima placed his hand beneath your chin, tilting your head upwards before pressing his lips against yours feverishly.
He deepened the kiss by sliding his tongue over his lips and into your mouth. His calloused hands snaked to your back, placing his hands just under your ass cheeks.
You let out a little moan as he lifted you as if you’d weight nothing.
He pushed into you in one swift motion, stretching your walls as you were still so tight - even after taking all of the others before.
Low groans and grunts left his lips as he pounded into you while you wrapped your legs around his waist.
Your hands were tightly gripping his shirt as he hit your cervix with each thrust, not missing your sweet spot.
“Ushi,” You whined as moan after moan spilled over your lips.
“I know, just a little longer,” He breathed.
Goosebumps were lining your skin as you felt his hot breath on your skin. He was drilling into your dripping heat as he felt his orgasm approach. After all, watching you for this long has gotten to him.
The others watched Ushijima fuck you relentlessly, feeling like they needed to interrupt him, but at the same time, you didn’t seem to complain.
“Oh god,” You moaned loudly. You were throwing your head back as you could feel the tight snap inside of you snap.
Gladly, Ushijima reacted quickly enough, wrapping his strong arm around your waist, preventing you from falling backward.
You were digging your nails into his chest as your orgasm washed over you, almost ripping the thin fabric of his shirt.
The way your walls were clenching down around his cock was enough to push him over the edge. With four hard thrusts, he emptied himself inside of you - painting your insides white.
Your whole body was trembling, melting into his embrace as you were completely spent.
“You did so well, (Y/N),” Ushijima praised you, placing a soft kiss on your temple.
He held you for a little longer, letting you catch your breath before he placed you down. His gaze was on your trembling form, making sure that you’d be able to stand and walk after that session.
“Here take this,” Ōhira reached you his towel, which he got out of his sports bag.
“Thank you,” You smiled at him, taking it and cleaning yourself up - as good as you could without a shower.
“Are you coming to watch, or should I take you to your dorm?” Ushijima asked.
“I think I’m going to my dorm,” You chuckled tiredly, “I definitely need to clean up.”
“I’ll bring (Y/N) to her dorm,” Ushijima informed his teammates, “I want you to head to the gym, start practice.”
The others were mumbling something under their breaths, hoping that their extra practice wouldn’t take place after that.
“Bye (Y/N),” The others said goodbye to you, thanking you for helping out with their stress.
“I’m looking forward to the next time, (Y/N)-chan,” Tendō exclaimed.
You smirked at the red-head, shaking your head at his bluntness.
Ushijima walked you back to your dorm, offering you his hand for support - which you gladly accepted.
You had a cheeky smile on your face, feeling some kind of way that you just had a session with Shiratorizawa’s powerhouse.
