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hi, i love how the hinata x male reader x nishinoya looked, so i was wondering if you could do a part 2? If so, it could be that the reader has a vibrator inside at school and from time to time he sends photos to his daddys and they demand that he go to the bathroom for their punishment for sending them that 😉😉, and while they fuck it, enter the bathroom someone from the team (daichi, tobio, tanaka or anyone) and they stay 🧍♂️🍆📈 and it may be that they 👋🏻🍆 while listening to what is happening
pd: could It have the same as above and overstimulation and edging maybe?
What a Tease [Double Stuffed Pt. 2]
Hinata Shoyou & Nishinoya Yuu x male reader [+ a special guest!]
notes
cw: 18+, daddy kink, overstimulation, denied orgasm/edging, exhibitionism
college au
This is my first smut work after 3 years of inactivity, I am sorry I’m not that good anymore.
The pool of heat in your stomach was unbearable, but the decision was irreversible. Your phone shook in your hand, you thought it would slip out of your grasp and slam against the floor at any moment. Your other hand was busy grasping the tiny remote in your hand, fiddling with the odd bit of plastic. By accident, your thumb slipped, upping the speed of the bullet vibrator in your ass. An airy sigh left you, your legs becoming weak at the feeling. You bit your lip to muffle anymore noises.
Without further thought, you snapped a photo of the remote with a snippet of your tip straining against your pants. Your lower half ached so bad and because of exams, you, Nishinoya, and Hinata couldn’t meet up as much as normal. When you did, there were lazy kisses and soft gasps until all three of you ultimately passed out due to exhaustion.
You cross your legs, placing your bag in your lap to hide the pitiful sight of your aching cock. Your jeans did a horrible job of hiding it, but your mind was too hazy to care. You hovered over your groupchat with the two men and added the photo to the message box. Your heart pounded against your ribs and you felt short of breath. Regardless of your haggard state, you still pressed the send button.
A small bead of cum pushed out of your tip and you arched your back slightly. You shifted in the lounge chair of the forgotten corner in the sciences building, nuzzling the bullet vibrator slightly deeper inside of you.
Down on the first floor, Nishinoya and Hinata shared a joint class on Anatomy. The two could care less about what was happening. Nishinoya currently balanced a pencil on his nose while Hinata mindlessly scrolled through his phone. The two sat in the back corner of the class, their notes and laptops sprawled out in front of them but left completely untouched.
The sudden message from you came as a surprise. Their attention shifted, Nishinoya dropping the pencil and opting to look over Hinata’s shoulder at his phone. From what was shown, it looked innocent enough; just an accidental photo of your lap. But, once the image was opened fully, their eyes were wide open, their tiredness from the class completely zapped out of them. In your hand was that little pink remote, your thumb nudging it to a higher setting. Hinata noticed in the upper right corner that you had actually sent a live photo. His hand now clammy, he pressed his thumb to the screen and watched as your finger slipped upwards on the remote. Through the shared earphones in Hinata’s and Nishinoya’s ears, they heard the beautiful sigh that left you. Hinata played it over and over again, increasing the volume. Their eyes never left the screen. Their eyes drifted between the remote to your aching tip that they could see jump against the fabric of your pants.
Nishinoya wiped his face with his hand while Hinata leaned forward and adjusted his sweats to hide the half mast that was forming. Their patience to wait until exams were over had faded a long time ago and this just sent them over the edge. Hastily, Hinata sent a message not long after viewing the photo.
Nishinoya whipped his out too, saving the photo three times over to his phone and putting it in his little, special folder of you.
‘Bathroom. First floor. Now.’ Was all Hinata sent.
He was buzzing in his seat, unable to sit still. Nishinoya wasn’t any better. He looked as if he were a rocket about to blast off into space. Their eyes stared blankly at the presentation about arm muscles, their minds running wild with thoughts of you.
The bell hadn’t even rung for a second before they haphazardly shoved their notes and laptops into their bags and tore out of the classroom. For people who sat all the way in the back, they were some of the earliest to leave. Their legs bounded down to the far end of the hallway where one of the two bathrooms were located. They ripped the door open and were met with nothing but silence.
“(___)~?” Nishinoya’s voice sang through the air.
They turned the corner only to see a single door closed. Nishinoya and Hinata smiled between each other. Walking over, they could hear the soft rustling of clothes and the undoing of a belt buckle. For a moment, they thought they approached a random person in the bathroom. That is, until they heard the door unlatch but remain closed in front of them.
Hinata couldn’t wait another moment and pushed the door open. Their eyes were met with you. You were sprawled out, legs wide open not caring to hide anything. Your eyes were hooded, your mouth slightly ajar in a silent moan. Your shirt was hiked up over your stomach slightly while your pants and boxers were long forgotten about around your right ankle. Your hand rested on your abdomen behind your throbbing cock. They watched it bounce into your stomach, a strand of precum between the skin of your tip and skin of your stomach faintly visible.
“Oh, just what are were going to do with you? I don’t even know where to start.”
“You couldn’t even keep it together until exam season was over? Wasn’t that what we promised?”
They crowded into the stall with you, their bags dropping from their shoulders.
“Hah, please. I’ve been feeling so empty down there. I need you both.”
“Mmm, what should we do, Shoyou?” Nishinoya licked his lips.
Hinata’s mind was going blanked. His nails dug into his clammy palms.
“Give him what he wants.” He huffed, “Fuck him ‘til he can’t think straight.”
“Ha!” Nishinoya undid the buckle on his belt, “This’ll be easy.”
Without restraint, they pounced you. Hinata’s lips were on yours within seconds while Nishinoya took this moment to tie your hands together with his belt. The remote was ripped out of your hands and shoved to the highest setting possible. Your eyes snapped wide open and you arched forward, chest pushing into Hinata’s embrace. Through the fabric of your shirt, he swiped and rubbed his fingers over your nipples. He pinched them roughly, eliciting sharp whines from your mouth. He ate them up, pushing his tongue passed your lips.
Nishinoya hooked both his arms under the backs of your knees, pulling you forward into his groin. You felt the length of his cock rub against your own. Your precum wet his shaft with each jolt forward of his hips. Your hole clenched around the bullet vibrator eagerly.
The warmth of his length left yours and slipped downwards over your taint until you felt it against the hilt of your aching hole. He moved it languidly; just when you thought he would push the tip of his cock inside you, he would act as if it slipped farther down.
You were in a frenzy, hips swaying and trying to push down on his cock. Nishinoya inwardly laughed at how pathetic your desperation was. He would edge back as your hips tried to lift off the toilet seat and forcefully push the head of his cock inside. Frustration building, you tore your lips away from Hinata. Your eyes held no semblance of shame, only quiet, urgent pleas to be filled with him.
“Please, Nishi! Put it in!” You spoke hurriedly.
Hinata pinched one of your nipples especially hard.
“Nishi? Who’s that? C’mon, you know better.”
You felt your body become even weaker. You trembled in their hands, completely at their mercy.
“Hahh...please, Daddy.” You whined, lulling your head back.
“Much better.” Nishinoya purred.
The feeling of his tip pushing inside was euphoric. Your mouth opened, but no noise came out.
Your walls clenched around his length with each push. If he wasn’t careful, Nishinoya would cum right away. The growing pulse of the vibrator didn’t help and when he had entered you fully, the vibrator was pressed firmly against his tip. The vibrations of it went through his whole body. He felt a subtle weakness in his lower half.
Nishinoya picked up a steady pace, starting with slow thrusts. Soon, they changed to shallow thrusts, his tip grazing against the area just before pulling out entirely. Your moans were uncontrollable. You had a hard time keeping quiet and sitting still. Hinata diverted your attention away from Nishinoya with a light smack of his cock against your cheek. His hand slipped down to your chin to keep your mouth open.
As you were about to take in Hinata’s cock, Nishinoya snapped his hips forward in a sharp thrust. You moaned loudly which Hinata silenced by shoving his cock down your throat. Your lips locked around the base with a gurgled choking. The feeling of your throat constricting and swallowing around his length made Hinata shudder. He moved it in and out with shallow thrusts. Your bound hands came up to the base of his length and cupped his balls. He bit down a groan that threatened to leave as you squeezed them gently.
Outside the world of your shared stall, a lonesome man entered the bathroom. His eyes were locked onto his phone, skipping through his music until he found a song he enjoyed. He was unaware of the happenings in the stall farther down, his earphones covered up any noise. He picked a random stall and sat down.
Not even two minutes into his attempt at skipping his next class, his headphones died. He clicked his tongue and ripped them out of his ears. So much for skipping, it would be boring without being able to listen to anything.
The sudden noise spooked the three of you. You came to an abrupt halt. All three of your hearts beat so loud, you thought that it was audible to the other person who was in the bathroom. Nishinoya and Hinata shared a glance, not wanting this person to catch on and possibly report this. However, what they were thinking was lost on you. You lost interest immediately, the pulsing of the vibrator clouding your sense of morality once again.
You clenched hard around Nishinoya’s cock forcing him to groan out quietly. Hinata felt your throat constrict, a low hiss sounding from him. You didn’t care if you were to be punished for your behavior; what mattered to you was finishing what you started, here and now.
Nishinoya was the first to completely cave, his hips moving in tandem with your swaying. Hinata followed shortly after, the feeling of your mouth being too good to pass up. They picked up the previous pace, the familiar haze clouding over their senses. The person was completely forgotten about.
Kageyama shoved the broken pair of earphones into his jacket pocket, annoyed at the inconvenience. He thought maybe he could just play on his phone to pass the time until his ears were filled with a different sound. It had started out soft, but then even he could tell what was going on several stalls over. Hushed grunts, the wet slapping of skin—someone was having quite a good time in here. He would normally be disgusted by this type of thing if it wasn’t for an angelic whimper that sounded throughout the whole bathroom. He rubbed his forehead, ashamed that his cock had jumped against the constraints of his boxers. There’s no way this was happening.
He pawed at his aching length, mapping it out in his gym shorts. Yeah, he was hard. He hasn’t had time for himself in almost three weeks. Yeah, that’s it! Anybody would be like this if they couldn’t have gotten off for a long period of time. This was normal, surely. His mind was already justifying him lowering the waistband of his shorts and pulling out his cock. His hand was already around the shaft. Another whine sung through the air and his cock stood at full attention.
The slapping of skin got louder. Nishinoya bit the inside of his cheek, trying to hold out even longer. Hinata wasn’t any better. The soft stroking of your hands was getting the best of him. His knuckles had turned white from trying to hold on just a little longer. You yourself were beginning to see stars, on the cusp of cumming. Nishinoya wouldn’t have that though, not with how you teased them with a photo that started this whole mess.
His hand gripped your cock painfully tight. You lurched, eyes watering. His thumb pressed down on your slit.
“You better not. Cumming before us? Big no no.”
You whined again. It went straight through Kageyama. He wasn’t remotely involved and yet he had matched the pace with the thrusting of Nishinoya. He leaned back, eyes closing to imagine what was going on. He imagined himself doing it, cock moving in and out of the unknown person in the stall, him enticing those moans to come out. The feeling of their tight hole around his cock, the wetness of it, the closeness of their bodies. He was truly lost in his thoughts.
Nishinoya pushed several more thrusts out, hips becoming erratic and heavy hitting. You were sure to feel the pain tomorrow, but you didn’t care about that right now. Tears rolled down your cheeks and your whined and cried out around Hinata’s cock. His hips had begun to move irregularly too, some shallow while others forced the whole thing down your throat. Nishinoya came abruptly, shoving his load deep inside you. Hinata followed, pulling his cock out entirely and shooting thick, white strands of cum across your lips and cheeks. Nishinoya loosened his grip on your cock and moved his hand along your shaft. You inhaled sharply, eyes blown wide. It took barely anything and you were sent over the edge. Your arched into Nishinoya, your legs shaking in his grasp. You stained the front of your shirt with your cum.
“So, pretty.” Hinata was mesmerized by your ruined state.
They watched as you jolted and writhed around in Nishinoya’s grasp as he continued to pump your cock. You had stopped cumming several strokes ago, but feeling a little devious, he kept on moving his hand. He watched as you desperately, but weakly, pushed against his hand.
“My, my, you wanted this so bad, but now you want me to stop? How cute.” He chuckled.
Kageyama’s eyes opened to the mess that was his right hand. His mind filled with instant clarity and he rushed to wipe it off with toilet paper. His face burned with embarrassment as he hurriedly shoved his limp cock back into his shorts. He stood and set off the automatic sensor for the toilet. Fearing that the noise alerted the three of you, Kageyama tore out of the bathroom, opting to wash his hands in the one at the other end of the hallway.
At the sudden noise, Nishinoya finally stopped his onslaught and pulled away. You went limp, legs falling from Nishinoya’s shoulders and back to the floor. You heaved heavy breaths and blinked away the rest of the tears that were ready to fall. Nishinoya undid his belt from your wrists which were now indented with the imprint of the metal bits and thick leather strap of it. Hinata and him pulled their pants up and straightened themselves out. They looked down over their work, their eyes still filled with hunger. You looked between them, now starting to sit up.
“This ain’t over yet. What you pulled today was very cheeky. Naughty boy.” Nishinoya chided lightly.
“Yeah, just wait till we get home. That vibrator is gonna be the least of your worries, (___).” Hinata laughed.
So it's been a few years, and all Ushijima could still think about was you. Yes he manages the church and occasionally works at high end restaurants, but that was a just a front.
He used to never really give a thought about sex or the supernatural. But you have plagued his mind. Dreams of you, tied up and moaning loudly and melodically or ones were your face was blisses out and drooling. He had even grown great at sketching and drawing, but for the wrong reasons and it was all about you.
So, here he was, drawing a summoning circle to call upon you. Specific summoning were hard, but he did cum a lot in you so he assumed using his own sweat or anything would suffice. So dropping his blood in, he began chanting. The circle glowed as he chanted and when he uttered your name, you appeared before him in your demon form. Your tail swashed around for a moment as you regained your senses.
But Ushijima was I awe. There you were, the object of his desires for many, years. Cut off shorts the accented your ass, a crop top showing off your midriff and a chocker on your very unmarked neck. No time wasted, he rushed straight at you.
my mind went absolutely feral
Oh, if one thing Ushijima is good at, it’s putting up a front. Everyone thinks he’s an outstanding man, being a high priest in his church and working as a chef at some glorious restaurants. But behind the scenes, he’s still thinking about you. All these years, he’s grown very creative about how he would fuck you. Against the windows? What about on the altar? Would he even let you touch him after all these years of torment? He knows you’d look pretty all tied up. But what if he let you have all the control? Letting you methodically slam your hips down against this, claws digging into his chest, tail wrapped around one of the arms that are keeping you steady. You in control is such a pleasant thought to him too. It was torturous without you. And if he had lost his way into heaven meeting you, then he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to spend his life without you.
The first time wasn’t enough, but every time he had tried to summon you previously, it would be some other demon that he would send away as quickly as they came. If it wasn’t you, then what was the point? There was only so much the drawings and his hands could do to satisfy his hunger for you. He kept trying and trying until he finally got it right. He had gotten his hands on a proper summoning rune for your kind of demon and once church hours were over and the sun was no longer peaking over the horizon, he went to work. In the basement of the church, in a forgotten storage room, he cut his hand and drew the rune out to perfection. To activate it, he unzipped his pants and pushed his boxers down. His cock spilled out. His uncut hand wrapped around it and he started to rub up and down his shaft. He closed his eyes and thought of you again, the way your body had felt against his all those years ago, the heat, the hunger, the need for more. It took no time at all for him to cum, rope after rope of thick semen hitting the rune and mixing with his blood.
His eyes opened and he was met with the rune starting to glow and smoke engulfing the room. As soon as he saw the shape of a being form through the smoke, horns and a tail, a pair of small wings, he rushed towards it before it had a chance of changing its mind.
“Oof!” The man groaned in response.
The two collided with the ground, Ushijima holding its hands above his head and trapping it under his body with his. There was no escape. His heart pounded in his ears and he stared dead at the demon before him so he could catch a glimpse of your precious face once the smoke cleared between the two of you.
“My, my, so eager,” He giggled.
He heard an angry grumble behind him.
“You fucking idiot! This is my rune!”
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Ushijima’s brows furrowed. “My rune”? Once the smoke cleared, he saw that the one who was beneath him wasn’t the one he wanted. Chocolate brown hair and sparkling red eyes. A playful smirk on his face once his eyes met his.
“Oh, wow~”
Ushijima fell back and pushed himself away from the demon he had thought was you.
“Oikawa, you do that again and I’m gonna gut you, understand?”
Ushijima’s head turned to look behind him. Horns and a tail, and a body like no other. The smoke cleared from around you and he saw the one who he had been so desperate to see.
“Aw, but you promised the next person who summoned you would be mine! Did you already forget the bet we made?”
You rolled your eyes and walked forward, Ushijima seeing you more clearly now. It took you a minute to recognize who was in front of you. You were startled. His eyes from the jump were eating you alive. Nothing but a fishnet crop top, your pierced nipples showing through, and the shortest shorts that Ushijima had ever seen before. He could see the thin straps of a thong going over your hips. Oh, you were still so pretty.
“It’s you.” You whispered.
Without a second thought, Ushijima was on top of you now, knocking you two to the ground. Oikawa pouted. You felt something hot against your stomach, prompting you to look down.
“It’s nice to know you're happy to see me. It has been a long time.” You smiled. “How are you, Ushijima?”
The sound of his name on your lips made him shiver. The way your hands came up to hold his face. His mind was already cloudy. He was putty in your hands.
“I’m sorry, have you been lonely without me? It must have been so bad for you, only your hand to get you off. But I’ll let you in on a lil’ secret,” You lean up to whisper into his ear, “I’ve missed you so much. My hole is just aching for your cock again. I wanna be stretched all the way around it, just like before.”
Oikawa came up next to you both, holding his head in his hands and floating about.
“I hate to interrupt, but he’s supposed to be mine! You promised!”
You were annoyed by Oikawa’s interjections until a sudden thought came into your head. You looked to Ushijima with the biggest puppy eyes you could manage. Your lips were inches from his. He leaned forward a few times to brush his against yours. His cock twitched against your stomach. His breathing hitched when you pressed your hips against his, rubbing his cock against your body.
“Next time. This is a special case, Oikawa.”
The other incubus huffed. He reached out and grabbed your cheeks forcefully, making you turn to him.
“I’m gonna need more than that.” He grinned evilly, “You’re mine once he’s done, got it? You’re always fun once you finish with a client. All sloppy and cute.”
With a kiss that clashed with teeth and tongue. Oikawa’s eyes flitted over to Ushijima briefly and he seemed less than pleased that his demon was being touched by another. He chuckled against your lips. You let out a little whine when Oikawa pulled away, your lips trying to chase after his.
“It’d do you good to learn to share, Priest.”
And then Oikawa leaned forward and smashed his lips against Ushijima’s, pushing his tongue into his mouth. Ushijima’s brows furrowed and he pulled away just as fast as it happened.
“Enjoy yourselves~” Oikawa was gone in a flash, disappearing before their eyes.
Within moments, Ushijima’s face started to flush a bright pink. His body became hot and it was hard to sit still. You weren’t better off either. Your hands were pawing at his body now, eyes hazy and body on fire.
“Oikawa and his little powers. We’re not gonna settle down any time soon.” You groaned, your shorts feeling even tighter now.
You pushed your hips against Ushijima’s again and you managed to push a groan out of him.
“Ushijima,” You purred, “I am yours. Do with me what you desire.”
He defiled his church’s purity. If only everyone knew his abstinence was because of this demon, this incubus he had never gotten over. And he would do it again if it meant he would have you in his arms, where you fit perfectly, moaning his name, grasping at his hair and scratching your claws down his back. There wasn’t a moment of rest for you that night at all.
Ushijima made sure to unleash all that he had thought about on you. His kisses turned to harsh bites and sucking. Your neck and chest were left scathed, like he hadn’t left enough the first time around. And your cock, oh your cock. He took it into his mouth fully in one go. You couldn’t help but thrust into his mouth it felt so wet and hot. You were panting and gasping, cumming into his mouth several times before he even wanted to move on.
As soon as his hands were off yours, they moved to your thighs. He lifted you up with ease with a newfound strength. His head buried under your cock and his tongue lapping over your hole. The surprise had your tail flailing, back arching and hands trying to grasp at whatever they could. Your tail finally found his aching cock and wrapped so tight around it that Ushijima grunted and almost dropped you. The sudden pulsating pressure on his cock felt so good. And the way you moved your tail up and down it, the little spade at the end working wonders rubbing the underside of the head. His mind became even more of a jumbled, fuzzy mess at the feeling, but he didn’t let up while eating you out. His tongue trailing around the tight ring of muscle to your balls, taking them into your mouth and sucking on them. You couldn’t keep your mouth shut, always moaning for more, more, more.
He flipped you over and held you against his chest while he slid his cock into your ass. Your hole was more than happy to stretch open around his length. Compared to the first time, he was much bigger. Even if there was a sting of pain, Oikawa’s little trick he played made it feel good. When he bottomed out, you collapsed into his chest, wings pressing into his pecs and head lolling. Your legs shook and it was hard to hold yourself up. But Ushijima’s grips on your arms never faltered, and you felt his true strength once he began to move.
His hips pounded into yours, body moving against your fluidly. Your hole took shape around his cock. It was the only thing you could think about. Oh, this is what it felt like, so good, so good, god I missed his cock so much, it’s filling me up so good. It was all you could think about. You were so tight around him, hot and slick from his tongue fucking beforehand. You never disappoint. The way his name sounded being moaned by you, it was music to his ears. It was something he had never thought he’d hear, but he’s beyond happy that he is. Ushijima threw his head back with his last few thrusts, slamming as hard as he could into you before letting out rope after rope of his thick cum. It spurted out inside you and filled you even more.
But it wasn’t over yet. As he began to pull out, his cock hardened again. With a new burst of energy from the hefty load you just received, you pounced on him this time.
“Why’d you take it out? Meanie,” You slurred, “Your cum’s gonna spill out.”
And you pushed him to the ground, hands on his chest. You sunk back down onto his cock and shivered at the new level of deepness that his cock hit. You look down to see the faint bulge of it just below your belly button. Your tail came around and pressed on it, rubbing the outline.
“See that? Right where it’s supposed to be.”
You bounced up and down, Ushijima’s hands on your hips to keep you from falling. His eyes closed only for a moment before he looked down at where you were connected. His cock disappearing inside you, covered in his cum and your slick, your cock moving in rhythm each time your hips dropped to meet his. It was a beautiful sight of your eagerness, your desperation to chase your high, to have his cum spilled inside you again. He couldn’t get enough of it. You leaned down, lips finding his. Your tongues pushed into each other’s mouths. You moaned and gasped as you kissed, hips still swaying and moving. You teasingly squeezed your hole around his cock, making Ushijima’s breathing hitch before you picked up your pace again. You could feel him shudder in relief.
You trailed your lips down his jaw and neck, nipping at his skin and leaving just as many marks behind as he had done to you. You soon lost control of your hips, your high coming closer and closer and your thrusts becoming too erratic for you to contain yourself. Ushijima’s hands steadied you and he pushed his hips upwards, cock moving even farther inside you. Your stomach felt like it was being pounded without mercy. You felt so full and began to scream and whine even louder until you couldn’t hold it in anymore.
You came, cum spilling out of your cock and onto Ushijima’s chest. It had shot so far that it had ended up on his chin. The sudden tightness around his dick caused his hips to stutter and he filled you with another load of his thick cum. You fell against his chest and breathed heavily. You stayed like that only for a moment before feeling yourself regain energy once more. You leaned up and licked you cum off of his chin and found yourself kissing him once more. Ushijima’s cock sprung to life once more. You went on and on through the entire night, body’s never severed.
By dawn, the heat in your bodies calmed, and you laid on each other, chests heaving and eyes falling shut. It was only then that the rune on the floor began to glow again, Oikawa quietly sneaking through. He gently lifted you from Ushijima’s arms, causing the priest to awaken. He desperately tried to reach for a cross to fend him off from taking you, but Oikawa used a little of his power to tie him to the floor.
“You’ve had your fill of fun; one night with a top selling incubus. Once he wakes, it’ll be my turn. I’ll be sure to show him a good time, I always do.” Oikawa cooed.
Ushijima’s face contorted into anger.
“Mark my words, demon, I will exterminate you.”
Oikawa shot a sharp grin back at Ushijima.
“Get in line.”
And with that, you two vanished into thin air, leaving Ushijima again.
Tanaka is so good at eating boy pussy. He’s got each arm wrapped around your thighs and he’s sucking and licking all over your clit and folds. He’ll shove his tongue inside your hole and hold you still as you begin to squirm. You can’t stay quiet at all, hands grasping at anything they can.
He’ll eat you out wherever he can get his hands on you. He’ll sit you on the kitchen counter top or on the dining table, on the couch, on the floor, in the entrance to your home, on you bed--anywhere is fair game to Tanaka, as long as he gets to taste you and to hear you, he’ll do it wherever.
He’ll push his fingers into your ass too, moving them in and out, adding one after the other. He gets you to the edge so quick. He can’t get enough of you so he’ll just keep his head down there while slick gushes out of you and into his mouth.
Once he’s satiated he’ll pull back and see your head lulling, eyes hazy and your chest heaving. He’ll lick his lips and pull his aching dick out of his boxers. He’ll slap it against your folds and slip it between them. Your hips jerk at the contact to your sensitive clit. “Thanks for the meal, babe. S’ time for dessert.”
ahh i see i like kenma when i am the one who would be topping i see i see
Anyway Kenma who has a pair of panties that says something really cheesy along the lines of: ‘battery low, insert charger’ and next to the text is a picture of a cock. It’s a certain mood when he wears these because Kenma is never usually forward when he wants something from you, but when it comes to having your fat cock, he’ll slip something like this on or doll himself up in some sets of lingerie and approach you. But when he wears these specifically, he’ll plop himself in your lap and move his hips around just so you can see the words on the hem of the panties and do what needs to be done. He’ll just tease and look at you all blushy when you finally put your hands on his hips and begin to move against his hips.
He loves to initiate foreplay but he falls apart when your hands begin to explore and finally touch where he’s been needing to be touched. He loses his mind when you rub the tip of his dick with the palm of your hand. His legs will shake and he’ll bite his lip to keep in his moans. Oh his moans, they’re quiet and shaky, a string of sharp gasps. If you push him far enough, you’ll even hear him whine. When you sink your cock inside of him, he’ll be so relieved that he’ll fall back into you, head resting on your shoulder, eyes almost crossing at the feeling of being full. He’ll either let you take control entirely or he’ll just take what he needs. And if he’s in control, he’ll ride you to death. Round after round, he will push himself until he can’t think anymore, until he can’t hold himself up anymore.
And if you ever, ever, hear him mutter, “More,” you give it to him. And you’ll keep on until you see Kenma squirt and make a mess of himself and what a pretty sight that is to see.
SAKUSA → He loves your hands. Although hands tend to get dirty and sweaty and dry and everything under the sun, he only likes your hands. When they’re dirty, he offers hand sanitizer, when they’re sweaty, he gives you something to wipe them down, and when they’re dry, he’ll be the one to put the lotion on. He’ll massage each finger and even lock your fingers together when he’s done. He’ll pull his mask down, just for a brief moment, and bring the back of your hand to his lips to softly kiss them. Moments like this always pull at your heart. You can’t help but not put lotion on your hands sometimes, just so he does this. And, well, Sakusa knows this, but he’ll indulge you nonetheless.
YAMAGUCHI → Skincare. Even now, Yamaguchi still breaks out on his cheeks sometimes. He’s a bit embarrassed about having acne still, thinking it would all go away after high school, but he still suffers from it. So, he’ll do what he normally does when this happens; he’ll put on a face mask. Not all by himself of course. He’ll come and find you and ask if you can help him if you’re not busy. You comply and he’ll have you put it on his affected areas. You smooth it over his skin, you two sharing an occasional giggle, you telling Yamaguchi to stop squirming even though it feels ticklish. Then, he’ll have you do one too. Once you finish, he’s putting one on you, massaging it over your face, booping your nose as he goes along. When he finishes, he kisses your lips, him saying, “All done!” with the smile.
SUGAWARA → This man will sing to you. He will serenade, get down on his knees, and let it all out. He pours his heart into singing to you. He’ll have you lay your head in his lap, playing with your hair or giving your shoulders a massage, and he’ll hum to you. He does it mostly when you’re tired or when you ask. You tug on his shirt and look up at him, “Can you sing, please?” it doesn’t take much to get him started. For the majority of times, it puts you to sleep, finding his voice comforting. Suga wouldn’t have it any other way. Anything to have you fall asleep peacefully in his arms.
KYOTANI → He’s hugging you any chance he gets. People have often found him scary because of his appearance and find him relatively unapproachable. But you never saw it that way. He feels comfortable with you and he takes advantage of everything he can get. He’s very new to dating and he doesn’t know right from wrong. But you have the patience to wait. And one of the things he makes sure to do is hug you. If not a kiss, his arms will wrap around you and press you into his chest. He does this when he feels bad, grumbling and muttering curse. However, once he has you in his arms, you can almost feel the relief run through his body, a small and soft sigh falling from his lips. He feels secure you in his grasp so he likes to keep you there, nice and close. You two fall asleep that way as well.
SHIRABU → He won’t let you get out of bed without a fight. Even if you have to get ready for work, he’s got an iron grip around your waist or stomach. It’s hard to break out of. Good luck trying to do it when you share a day off. He’s ready to lay in bed for another hour or two just holding you. Even if he wakes up, he’ll just stare at you, eyes full of so much love and tenderness as he softly rubs your cheek with the back of his hand. He doesn’t say ‘I love you’ all the time, but it’s things like this, the gentle touches and the closeness that he wants even in his sleep, that says it all.
DAISHOU → Whether or not there’s music playing, he’s dancing with you. He’ll pull you up from whatever you’re sitting on and just lead you around a room, humming to himself or just looking at you as you giggle and follow him along. Your smile never leaves and it makes him blush. You’ll see his cheeks get red first and then the tips of his ears. It makes you realize all over again just how head over heels he is in love with you.
You and Kenma love humping and rutting against each other if Kuroo is late coming home. It feels scandalous, but it leaves Kuroo with a nice surprise whenever he opens the door after a long day of work. However the two of you are feeling, Kenma might decide to stretch you out on his cock or vice versa. You two are so playful with each other, exploring each of your bodies to your hearts content. And then when Kuroo comes home, you both show him what you just tried out and shower him in some much needed attention and affection. He especially loves it when you both are licking up and down his cock and sharing a kiss right at his tip. He becomes weak when one of you sucks his nipples and traces your hands along his chest and stomach.
If one of you is riding him, the other is sitting on his face. Kuroo’s too busy sucking on your aching hole that the other can move as they please on his cock. Kenma loves to tease him, moving slowly until there’s an impatient jostle beneath him from Kuroo’s hips. It makes him chuckle. He’ll pick up the pace, but interchange it between slowing down just so Kuroo can feel every soft ridge inside Kenma’s ass. But there are times when Kenma is impatient and he just takes what he wants while Kuroo is distracted by your little moans and whimpers as his tongue flicks and prods at your hole.
If you’re sinking down on Kuroo’s cock, you use Kenma to stabilize you. Kenma won’t ride Kuroo’s face, but he’ll be right beside you, side eyeing him while he kisses you, swallowing up each noise you make. It makes Kuroo jealous so easily that he’ll sit up and make you look at him so he can kiss you. Kenma rarely distracts Kuroo when you’re on his cock. He loves to watch you both work your bodies together. Kuroo won’t leave him unattended though, grabbing his cock and moving his hand with every thrust into you.
Kuroo’s favorite position is when either one of you is on top of each other and one of you has their cock in the other. Then, he’ll put his cock into whoever is on top and the both of you rock with his body to the tempo of his thrusts. You two become so sensitive because your cock is either rubbing into the sheets below or into one of your backs and your hole is being fucked just right that you both can’t help the noise that you make.
And afterwards, it feels so nice when you two cuddle into Kuroo’s side once you finish. You’ll rest like that before taking a bath, maybe go another round languidly in the bath, before going to bed.
tōru oikawa fucking his best friend because he was so happy about winning his last game that he wanted to show you exactly how happy he was.
Oikawa gets so excited that he would definitely pop a boner. And oh what better way to get off then with the one friend he would want to share the ecstasy of winning with. He would have you against the wall in the locker room, arms holding your legs up around his waist while his cock is fucking so deep into you. He gets so lost in the feeling of how hot and soft you are inside. His lips never leaves yours unless he wants to leave several bite marks across your shoulders and up your neck. He just can’t get enough of you in this moment. You hold onto him just the right way, nice and tight. You clench down around his cock so good that it sends shivers up his spine and urges him to move quicker and quicker, short bursts before teasingly slowing down. As soon as you let out a whine, he’s chuckling and pecking your lips and soon speeds up again. The feeling of his cock against your walls has you cumming, white spurting onto his jersey and your t-shirt.
“A-Ah, sorry. Didn’t mean to get it on your shirt,” you slurred.
Oikawa smiled, kissing your lips. He had just followed, coming down from his own high.
“S’okay. Matter of fact, it looks better this way.” He chuckled.
At his words, your clenched around his cock. He groaned in response. This time, you leaned up to kiss him.
“Bet your face would look better that way too.”
Oikawa hummed at the idea. He watched you decompress in his arms as he pulled his cock out of your ass.
“Yeah? Why don’t you sit on it and we’ll see?” He purred.
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