anaiya

just silly drabbles and thoughts! suna-centric

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anaiya || 21 || she/her || tired pharmacy student

requests closed || feel free to yap with me in my inbox 🩷

some of my works are 18+! if you are a minor please dni with those works

current interests || pokemon || haikyuu || valorant || loz || fmab || sunarin ||

Masterlist - (to be made soon)

the flower divider is by @angeliicide !

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cowboy!katsuki fic maybe…? perchance…?

can i get him out of my brain, no.

long one shot, probably suggestive content or nsfw

thoughts?

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thinking about bsf!roomate!suna

him coming home and immediately having a shower to get into comfy clothes

him then sitting on the sofa and manspreading whilst watching tv

you come out of your room a little later, wordlessly padding to the small living room and sitting on the sofa, before placing your head in his lap and lying down

his calloused hands immediately coming to pet your hair and slowly push it away from your face

this is now your normal routine, you yapping about your day whilst he contently listens, his eyes becoming less focused on his tv and more on you

his voice low and tired but a little softer when he sees you this pliant

“Yeah, Pretty?”

“Mhmm carry on, ‘m listening”

“Oh? What did you do after, Sweets?”

one chance, one chance i beg

not using tag list because this is just me thirsting, @karnevil asked for the tag however

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thinking about both you and roomate!suna being in the kitchen together

you're struggling to reach for a glass and what does he do?

wordlessly comes up behind you, his chest touching your back and one hand lightly gripping at your waist

you turn around whilst he's mid motion and your eyes immediately travel downwards to the tattoo spanning from his low hip up to somewhere around his chest (you're guessing since his shirt hasn't ridden up that far)

at this point he's grabbed the glass for you and has crossed his arms over his chest as he waits for you to stop staring

when you finally do look up, he's smirking at you before asking "wanna have a closer look?"

fuck yes i wanna have a closer look

let me at him pls

not doing normal tags cause this is just me thirsting over him thanks to @karnevil

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Roommate!Osamu and Roommate!Suna AU

A collection of oneshots on the events of living with both Suna and Osamu

Can be read as stand alone oneshots!

1 - Moving in

2 - Causal touches

3 - Movie night

4 - Date night

5 - Midnight meet up

6 - Sharing walls

7 - Halloween party

8 - Innocent bets

9 - Not so innocent bets

10 - Bar hopping

credit to @karnevil for helping me with this! (we're in a constant loop of these thoughts)

kisses for my angels <3

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this is me patiently waiting at your fanfic door waiting very patiently for your next fanfics with so much patience

did I mention patience yet

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maybe once..?

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suggestive content below!

oh lawd i might be writing a collection of pervy!bsf!roomate!suna

i blame @karnevil for this

got at least 3 parts planned

part one involves lots of dry.. and 1.7k words of tension so far 🤤

kisses for my angels <3

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୨ৎDilf!Osamu taking his younger gf shopping ୨ৎ

Part of Dilf!Osamu and his controversially younger gf series (stay tuned)

Highly suggestive!

Dilf!Osamu who trails after you whilst you shop, his beefy arms carrying all your bags with such ease, including your handbag which you insisted many times that you can carry.

Dilf!Osamu who is sat in the cramped changing rooms, his large stature on the little bench which looks almost comical. Burly arms twitching slightly, his fingers itching to help in any way possible. 

Dilf!Osamu whose large palms gently manoeuvre your waist so he can see all angles of the dress you’re trying. Calloused hands from years of working tracing at the details of the dress, your breath hitching when you feel his palms go lower.. and lower.. and lower. 

Dilf!Osamu who gestures for you to do a little spin once you’ve tried an article of clothing on. His fingers doing a little circular motion each time, his eyes hooded and peering up at you smugly; knowing you’ll do exactly that.

Dilf!Osamu who can’t help it when you’re both in a changing room and his hand wanders under the pretty summer dress you’ve been wearing or trying on. His large palms knead the soft, supple skin of your upper thigh, desperate for more. 

Dilf!Osamu who begins to get more handsy, his patience now wearing thin from the countless stores you’ve been going into. All he wants now is to go home, for you to privately model everything for him and get an even closer and more hands on look :( 

Dilf!Osamu who is more than happy to buy his controversially younger girlfriend anything she desires, because how can he say no to her? Especially if she’s going to be wearing one of those matching sets that he’s had a sneak peek of. 

Dilf!Osamu who will mindlessly nod along at whatever new makeup product you’re talking about. His hand is littered with different swatches, he’s your personal palette to test shades after all!!

Dilf!Osamu who wants you to do a kiss test to see if your new lipstick transfers to his lips. His lips now stained a light pink from all of the tests you have done, but he doesn’t mind at all.

Dilf!Osamu who carries all your bags (including your handbag) without you even having to ask, because why wouldn’t he do that?

Came home from shopping the other day and had a vision

@karnevil has been making me SO osamu pilled and now he's consuming my thoughts (pirate!osamu when??)

kissesforeveryonemwuah

-anaiya

TAGLIST - @karnevil, @mayiedayie, @brooksviolin, @mysterystarz

credit to @muerdida for the pretty dividers!

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୨ৎDilf!Osamu taking his younger gf shopping ୨ৎ

Part of Dilf!Osamu and his controversially younger gf series (stay tuned)

Highly suggestive!

Dilf!Osamu who trails after you whilst you shop, his beefy arms carrying all your bags with such ease, including your handbag which you insisted many times that you can carry.

Dilf!Osamu who is sat in the cramped changing rooms, his large stature on the little bench which looks almost comical. Burly arms twitching slightly, his fingers itching to help in any way possible. 

Dilf!Osamu whose large palms gently manoeuvre your waist so he can see all angles of the dress you’re trying. Calloused hands from years of working tracing at the details of the dress, your breath hitching when you feel his palms go lower.. and lower.. and lower. 

Dilf!Osamu who gestures for you to do a little spin once you’ve tried an article of clothing on. His fingers doing a little circular motion each time, his eyes hooded and peering up at you smugly; knowing you’ll do exactly that.

Dilf!Osamu who can’t help it when you’re both in a changing room and his hand wanders under the pretty summer dress you’ve been wearing or trying on. His large palms knead the soft, supple skin of your upper thigh, desperate for more. 

Dilf!Osamu who begins to get more handsy, his patience now wearing thin from the countless stores you’ve been going into. All he wants now is to go home, for you to privately model everything for him and get an even closer and more hands on look :( 

Dilf!Osamu who is more than happy to buy his controversially younger girlfriend anything she desires, because how can he say no to her? Especially if she’s going to be wearing one of those matching sets that he’s had a sneak peek of. 

Dilf!Osamu who will mindlessly nod along at whatever new makeup product you’re talking about. His hand is littered with different swatches, he’s your personal palette to test shades after all!!

Dilf!Osamu who wants you to do a kiss test to see if your new lipstick transfers to his lips. His lips now stained a light pink from all of the tests you have done, but he doesn’t mind at all.

Dilf!Osamu who carries all your bags (including your handbag) without you even having to ask, because why wouldn’t he do that?

Came home from shopping the other day and had a vision

@karnevil has been making me SO osamu pilled and now he's consuming my thoughts (pirate!osamu when??)

kissesforeveryonemwuah

-anaiya

TAGLIST - @karnevil, @mayiedayie, @brooksviolin, @mysterystarz

credit to @muerdida for the pretty dividers!

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Princess carry || Suna Rintarou

Thinking about Suna carrying you and your shoes after a long night out

Tonight you went out for a date with Suna. You dressed up nicely, did your makeup and put on a pretty dress and heels. The date was amazing, the conversation flowed smoothly and the food was delicious. However, as you stood up to leave, your hand shot out to grab at the top of your chair for stability, your balance slightly wavering because of your heels. 

You froze, thoughts of Suna telling you beforehand ‘to wear walkable shoes’ echoed through your mind. Slowly regaining your balance, you awkwardly met his gaze, trying to play off your little stumble and praying that he did not realise. 

Outside the restaurant, your legs slightly buckled with every strained step, as you attempted to walk at his pace. Suna noticed of course, slowing to a stop as you continued to waddle onwards. He smugly grinned, clearing his throat to teasingly murmur. “Need some help with that?”

You halted as you realised he had caught on to you. Turning around, you had to bite the inside of your cheek, it was a crime how good he looked at that moment. Strong arms crossed over his chest, the sleeves of his shirt riding up to showcase his muscular forearms. The first few buttons of his shirt slightly unbuttoned, his hair slightly messy from the slight breeze… you could feel the air being knocked out of your lungs. That sly smirk tugging at his lips, as if he already knew the outcome.

He slowly walked up to you, polished dress shoes clicking against the pavement; providing the only sound in the quiet of the night. “Come on, Baby.” He drawled, arms unfolding to allow his fingers to brush a loose strand of hair away from your face. “Take off your heels, let’s swap shoes, don’t make me ask twice.”

“I can walk just fine, we don’t need to swap shoes! Besides it’s not too much longer till we’re back home, isn’t it like-.” You were cut off by him wordlessly tugging off your shoulder bag and slinging it on his arm instead. Suna bent down slightly, one of his arms hooking around the back of your knees and effortlessly lifting you up. 

“Rin!” You yelped out, your arms looping around his neck as you clung to him, eyes widening as you looked up at him in surprise. “Warn me next time!” You scolded out, although your stern look quickly dissolved into a fit of giggles which betrayed your annoyed facade. 

“Warn you?” He repeated with a skeptical tone “Baby, come on… your stubborn self would have fought me tooth and nail before you would willingly let me carry you.”

Your words died in your throat, he was right, your stubborn self would have said no if he had asked. You tucked your face into the crook of his neck to hide your embarrassment and the small smile you were sporting, your breath tickling at his jaw as you mumbled a small “I’m sorry.”

"Now give me your heels, you're gonna get blisters otherwise." He fondly muttered as his fingers then gripped your heels which you had just taken off.

He let out a light chuckle, fox eyes softening as he looked down at you. “Next time I’ll just bring a spare change of shoes for you. C’mon, don’t hide your face, pretty.”

I actually need him to do this for me SO SO BAD

i wanted to scream writing some of these sentences, some took so many revisions

thank you @gamblingmylifeaway for helping me edit this, i love u sis <3

kissesforeveryonemwuah

-anaiya

TAGLIST - @karnevil, @mayiedayie, @brooksviolin, @mysterystarz

credit to @kthice for these pretty dividers! ♥

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Princess carry || Suna Rintarou

Thinking about Suna carrying you and your shoes after a long night out

Tonight you went out for a date with Suna. You dressed up nicely, did your makeup and put on a pretty dress and heels. The date was amazing, the conversation flowed smoothly and the food was delicious. However, as you stood up to leave, your hand shot out to grab at the top of your chair for stability, your balance slightly wavering because of your heels. 

You froze, thoughts of Suna telling you beforehand ‘to wear walkable shoes’ echoed through your mind. Slowly regaining your balance, you awkwardly met his gaze, trying to play off your little stumble and praying that he did not realise. 

Outside the restaurant, your legs slightly buckled with every strained step, as you attempted to walk at his pace. Suna noticed of course, slowing to a stop as you continued to waddle onwards. He smugly grinned, clearing his throat to teasingly murmur. “Need some help with that?”

You halted as you realised he had caught on to you. Turning around, you had to bite the inside of your cheek, it was a crime how good he looked at that moment. Strong arms crossed over his chest, the sleeves of his shirt riding up to showcase his muscular forearms. The first few buttons of his shirt slightly unbuttoned, his hair slightly messy from the slight breeze… you could feel the air being knocked out of your lungs. That sly smirk tugging at his lips, as if he already knew the outcome.

He slowly walked up to you, polished dress shoes clicking against the pavement; providing the only sound in the quiet of the night. “Come on, Baby.” He drawled, arms unfolding to allow his fingers to brush a loose strand of hair away from your face. “Take off your heels, let’s swap shoes, don’t make me ask twice.”

“I can walk just fine, we don’t need to swap shoes! Besides it’s not too much longer till we’re back home, isn’t it like-.” You were cut off by him wordlessly tugging off your shoulder bag and slinging it on his arm instead. Suna bent down slightly, one of his arms hooking around the back of your knees and effortlessly lifting you up. 

“Rin!” You yelped out, your arms looping around his neck as you clung to him, eyes widening as you looked up at him in surprise. “Warn me next time!” You scolded out, although your stern look quickly dissolved into a fit of giggles which betrayed your annoyed facade. 

“Warn you?” He repeated with a skeptical tone “Baby, come on… your stubborn self would have fought me tooth and nail before you would willingly let me carry you.”

Your words died in your throat, he was right, your stubborn self would have said no if he had asked. You tucked your face into the crook of his neck to hide your embarrassment and the small smile you were sporting, your breath tickling at his jaw as you mumbled a small “I’m sorry.”

"Now give me your heels, you're gonna get blisters otherwise." He fondly muttered as his fingers then gripped your heels which you had just taken off.

He let out a light chuckle, fox eyes softening as he looked down at you. “Next time I’ll just bring a spare change of shoes for you. C’mon, don’t hide your face, pretty.”

I actually need him to do this for me SO SO BAD

i wanted to scream writing some of these sentences, some took so many revisions

thank you @gamblingmylifeaway for helping me edit this, i love u sis <3

kissesforeveryonemwuah

-anaiya

TAGLIST - @karnevil, @mayiedayie, @brooksviolin, @mysterystarz

credit to @kthice for these pretty dividers! ♥

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#need to be dilf osamu miya's controversially younger girlfriend

him with salt and pepper hair

a little chubby from eating well

strong, meaty hands that grip at your waist when you're cooking to instead hoist you up onto the kitchen counter since its his job to cook

pleaseineedhimsSObad

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Akaashi comes back home to his daughters usual antics

You cannot convince me this man isn’t SUCH a girl dad

The door creaked open and before Akaashi could even step into the hallway he heard a high pitched babbling of “Dada!”. The little girl came barreling forward, one chubby foot hastily in front of the other, before she lunged at her father with a toothy grin. Quickly squatting down, Akaashi made sure she tumbled into his chest before he scooped her up in his arms and stood up to carry her on his hip. 

“Hey Kasumi, how’s my gorgeous girl?” Akaashi cooed before littering her chubby cheeks with kisses, causing the four year old to squeal in delight. “‘M good!” she giggled before shoving her wrist in front of Akaashi’s face, showcasing a little beaded bracelet. “Look! Me and Mama made bracelets!” Akaashi smiled fondly as he gently held her wrist to get a closer look at the yellow and white beads. “You’re very talented, Kasumi. That's a very pretty bracelet.”  He affectionately murmured. “Up you go, let's go to Mama.” With one steady arm wrapped around her back and his palm supporting her thigh, he bounced her on his hip before heading to the kitchen to find you. 

“Hey, Love.” Akaashi softly said so as not to scare you whilst you cooked. “Keijii! How was your day?” You asked as you turned slightly away from the stove to see him. “It was good, I couldn't wait to come back home though.” He replied as he came up behind you and placed his chin on your shoulder, a content smile playing at his lips as he noted the pink and white bracelet on your wrist. “‘’M going to go take a shower and get out of my work clothes. Thanks for making dinner.” he added before placing a kiss to your cheek and carefully setting Kasumi onto the kitchen counter. “Stay right there and help Mama, okay?” He grinned out at Kasumi before he left to go have a shower.

Quickly showering the day off, he emerged from the bathroom with a pair of grey sweatpants and a towel around his neck. Carefully placing his glasses onto the coffee table he noticed a blue and white bracelet. Assuming Kasumi had made it for him, he slid it onto his wrist before collapsing onto the sofa, face first onto the seats and long legs dangling off the edge of the arm rest. A tired grin tugged at his lips as he looked at the bracelet fondly. His eyes heavy with exhaustion from his long day became lidded, before he succumbed to sleep. 

A few minutes later, the toddler padded into the living room. With a sticker sheet in hand, she hoped to show her father the new ‘cute thing’ she got today. Kasumi stopped in front of him, her eyes lighting up when she saw he was wearing the bracelet she had made for him. Her bright eyes then furrowed slightly as she tilted her head trying to decipher what her father was doing. “Dada?” She whispered out, before taking a step closer to him with bated breath. When she got no response, she gently poked at his cheek with one of her pudgy fingers, repeating this before a frown tugged at her lips as she realised her father was asleep.

Her eyes darted between the sticker sheet and the bare expanse of his back, her Mama’s words echoing in her mind. ‘Put these stickers on things you find special.’ 

And who was one of the most special people to Kasumi? Her father, of course.

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Grabbing the sticker sheet she scrambled onto the sofa, pudgy legs climbing up and trying not to knock her father, before settling onto his back. Surveying the sticker sheet, she parted with her most favourite Hello Kitty stickers, carefully sticking them onto her fathers back, her chubby fingers smoothing over the stickers to try to seal them to him permanently. A small, smug smile tugged at her lips, happy with her work. She then carefully extracted herself off his back and padded back to the kitchen to find her Mama. 

A little later, Akaashi woke from the smell of dinner wafting into the living room. His eyes blearily opened as he sat up on the sofa and stretched, realising that he must’ve fallen asleep. Haphazardly putting on his glasses, he groggily stood up and made his way to the kitchen, a sleepy smile making its way to his lips as he heard Kasumi's giggles.

“Papa!! You’re awake now!” Kasumi beamed out at her father entering the kitchen. “I was just about to wake you. Dinner’s ready now, Keiji.” You softly spoke, your eyes softening as they lingered on the dark circles beneath his eyes. “Could you get the plates out of the cupboard for me?” You asked before picking Kasumi up to carefully place her onto a kitchen stool. “Mmm of course, Love.” Akaashi drawled out, turning around to reach up and open a high cupboard. 

Kasumi then burst into a fit of giggles. Confused at her outburst, you followed her line of sight to see Hello Kitty stickers scattered across your husband's back, hand coming up to cover your mouth. You tried to suppress your laughter but Kasumi's snickering was infectious, making it hard for you to be subtle. 

Grabbing the plates Akaashi turned around, his brows raised as he put the plates onto the kitchen counter. “Now what are you two giggling about?” He asked as he crossed his toned arms across his chest. 

This drabble was inspired by the art i drew of him below!

i hope everyone likes this

thank you @gamblingmylifeaway for helping me edit this, i love u sis <3

kissesforeveryonemwuah

-anaiya

TAGLIST - @karnevil, @mayiedayie, @brooksviolin, @mysterystarz

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18+ MDNI - Band au!Suna || Strumming the chords

In which Suna helps you test your endurance on his amp…?

cw: overstimulation, praise, oral f!recieving, improper use of amp

“Up you go.” He grinned as his rough hands gripped at your waist and hoisted you up onto the amp, your legs dangling off the edge and skirt rucking up your thighs. You watched as he plugged the amp into an outlet before sauntering over to his selection of electric guitars, his eyes tracing each one and tongue fiddling with his lip ring before he settled on a deep maroon guitar and took it off the wall hanger. Turning back towards you he noticed your eyes following his movements, a slight smirk tugging at his lips as he slowly stalked towards you. Suna placed the guitar onto the floor and connected one end of the instrument cable into the output jack. The other end got connected to the input jack of the amp, followed by it being turned on.

He shifted to slowly kneel down in front of where you sat on the amp, adjusting the volume dial and tone knobs to high. His steady hand then found purchase on the bare skin of your thigh, heavy palms slowly sliding up to where the hem of your skirt had ridden up to. He slowly raised his head, his bangs covering a part of his eyes but failed to hide the excited glint within them. “Remember, you gotta last the entirety of the song.. got it, Angel?” he practically purred out, giving your thigh a rough squeeze before you could even sputter a word out. 

He then rose, his tall frame unfolding as he loomed over you, a grin tugging at his lips. Suna stepped back, effortlessly leaning down to drag the armless stool from the drum set. Positioning himself in front of you he picked up the guitar, fingers tracing the fretboard before turning up the guitar volume and strumming a chord. You yelped, eyes widening at the sheer force of the vibration you felt under you “You could have given me a warning!” you sputtered out, fingers now gripping the edge of the amp as you braced yourself for the next chord. 

Suna’s eyes gleamed at your reaction, his lip ring rotating as he tried to suppress the smirk threatening to break through. “Oh? Sorry Angel, I thought you were ready from how hard you were staring” he snickered out, the snark evident in his tone. “Okay Sweets, you ready now then?” he murmured, eyes locked on yours. Swallowing thickly you nodded, rooted to the spot.

The moment he started playing the song your thighs clenched, the amps vibrations coursing underneath you and the heavy melody filling the empty studio. His eyes remained locked on yours, his greedy gaze studying every minute reaction you gave him as his fingers effortlessly changed chords without even looking at them. Your eyes screwed shut as you tilted your head up, your knuckles turning pale as they gripped the amp tightly. Every time he played a particular riff he noticed the way your thighs would clench just a bit more, the way your bottom lip wobbled beneath your teeth and the strangled whines that managed to escape. 

Suna earnestly drank in the sight like a man starved, he leaned forward, fingers itching to touch you. Instead his knees spread slightly, nudging your thighs open wider so the vibrations wracked your body more. Your eyes shot open, a choked gasp leaving your lips as you panted. “D-Dont do that, Rintarou.” Without looking down you could feel the smug grin he was sporting from your reaction. “Don’t do what?” he gruffly replied, his voice and movements strained as he started to falter with some chords, his whole body running hot from seeing you struggle on top of the amp. Your whole body is shaking from the heavy vibrations and stimulation between your thighs, your skirt bunching around your hips as you squirm on top of the amp. 

Your eyes fluttered closed again and you tried to control your breathing even as heat pooled in your stomach, your skirt now showing the faint peak of the dampness of your underwear, how the sodden gusset of your panties began to cling to your soaked folds. Suna caught the sight from your constant shifting, eyes becoming increasingly hooded as he failed to tear his gaze away. “Aww Sweets.. you’re doing so well, the song’s nearly over.” He mockingly cooed, knees nudging your thighs open even wider now to get a better glimpse as his fingers began strumming out the chords harsher and much more impatiently. The music continued to reverberate throughout the studio, wrapping around the both of you. Every chord jolted through you setting your nerve endings on fire, your breathing now laboured as you struggled to stop yourself from grinding down onto the amp for some relief.

The song soon ended, Suna’s fingers raw from the intensity of his playing, a light sweat having broken across his forehead causing his shaggy bangs to slightly stick. Throughout it all he had kept his gaze locked on you. He carefully placed the guitar on the floor, eyes continuously locked onto yours before he slowly unfolded. Swallowing thickly, you saw as he loomed over you once again, dark eyes peering down at you with every harsh breath he took, rough fingers then lightly brushing against your cheek in an almost reverent manner before he lifted your chin up. 

“You did so well, Angel” he whispered as he hunched slightly, lanky frame curling down allowing his rough fingers to lightly trace the gusset of your underwear. Sucking in a harsh breath your body jerked involuntarily, your overly-sensistive folds readily reacting. A low strained groan slipped past his lips as his head fell to rest on your shoulders, heavy breaths warming it. “Rin, stop teasing-!” you choked out as Suna kept running his finger lightly over your clothed pussy before tugging the gusset to the side. 

“Fuck- can’t believe how wet you’ve gotten.” He groaned as he dropped to his knees in front of you, strong hands gently massaging the soft skin of your thighs before he leaned in, nose nudging at one whilst looking up at you with hooded eyes. “Let me have a taste, please Sweets… just one.” He practically begged using all his self-restraint not to dive right in. Once given the green light, he didn’t hesitate to tug off your panties and eagerly lick a long stripe up your pussy, a low grunt leaving his mouth at your taste. His thumbs then spread at your lips allowing him to taste even deeper, causing a shuddering sob to rip through you at the sensation, your already sensitive clit throbbing harder. One taste? What a liar.

With an almost intimate kiss to your clit he then leaned back, mouth glistening with your arousal and pupils blown wide. “Such a pretty pussy, I could never get tired of her. Now let’s get this out of the way..” he murmured as his palms pushed your skirt up to bunch around your hips before his hands tugged at your thighs to pull you to the edge of the speaker. Rough hands then lifting your legs to rest on his shoulders, urging you to cross your legs and trap him there. 

“She’s drooling so much..” he teased, thumbing at your folds once more to unveil the slick already gathering. This time Suna focused on your clit more, lightly sucking at the throbbing nub before applying more pressure, the cool metal of his snakebites creating a delicious contrast against your heated clit, “Mmm that feel good?” he mocked, knowing that the sensation was overwhelming for you. Your fingers scrambled to seek purchase at his scalp, tugging at his messy hair as you sought stability. Each lick, suck and kiss sent jolts through your body, your eyes screwed shut and legs quivering as you bucked into him. “She’s sensitive when given a little attention, huh?” he purred out about your clit before taking it back into his mouth once more. “F-fuck Rin.. s’too much” you whined as his tongue began to prod deeper, his nose continuously nudging at your clit providing dual stimulation, the tension in your lower stomach growing unbearable. 

“C’mon Angel” His words muffled against your dripping heat “You’re getting so close, I can feel it.” His grip on your thighs becoming tighter as he attempted to suffocate himself under your pussy. “Sho messy… isn't she?” He continued to babble out about your pussy, his words slurred and muffled.

Suna then slipped a long finger in, massaging on your spongy spot before doubling down and inserting a second digit, thumb rubbing at your clit causing your pussy to drool more down his hand making it sticky. The heat in your lower stomach coiling even more as you feel your release steadily building up “‘m so close, Rin” you gasped out, back arching almost painfully as your release threatened to spill. Feeling you clench around his fingers he starts to thumb at your clit to provide the extra stimulation.

“Fuck! ‘m cumming!!” you mewled as he worked you through your orgasm, sloppily making out with your pussy and not letting any juices go to waste. When your high started to ebb he slowed down his movements, fingers lazily working you through it. With a final sweet kiss to your clit he lifted his head. Tilting your head down to meet his gaze you could see your release had coated his chin and lips and that his trousers had tented obscenely. “Y’did so well for me, Angel” he murmured, pressing a few kisses to your shaky thighs. “All prepped for the main event now.”

First time writing smut, how scary

Thank you @mechanicrin for helping me edit this, i love u sis <3

kissesforeveryonemwuah

-anaiya

TAGLIST - @karnevil

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18+ MDNI - Band au!Suna || Strumming the chords

In which Suna helps you test your endurance on his amp…?

cw: overstimulation, praise, oral f!recieving, improper use of amp, finger fucking, soft dom Suna

“Up you go.” He grinned as his rough hands gripped at your waist and hoisted you up onto the amp, your legs dangling off the edge and skirt rucking up your thighs. You watched as he plugged the amp into an outlet before sauntering over to his selection of electric guitars, his eyes tracing each one and tongue fiddling with his lip ring before he settled on a deep maroon guitar and took it off the wall hanger. Turning back towards you he noticed your eyes following his movements, a slight smirk tugging at his lips as he slowly stalked towards you. Suna placed the guitar onto the floor and connected one end of the instrument cable into the output jack. The other end got connected to the input jack of the amp, followed by it being turned on.

He shifted to slowly kneel down in front of where you sat on the amp, adjusting the volume dial and tone knobs to high. His steady hand then found purchase on the bare skin of your thigh, heavy palms slowly sliding up to where the hem of your skirt had ridden up to. He slowly raised his head, his bangs covering a part of his eyes but failed to hide the excited glint within them. “Remember, you gotta last the entirety of the song.. got it, Angel?” he practically purred out, giving your thigh a rough squeeze before you could even sputter a word out. 

He then rose, his tall frame unfolding as he loomed over you, a grin tugging at his lips. Suna stepped back, effortlessly leaning down to drag the armless stool from the drum set. Positioning himself in front of you he picked up the guitar, fingers tracing the fretboard before turning up the guitar volume and strumming a chord. You yelped, eyes widening at the sheer force of the vibration you felt under you “You could have given me a warning!” you sputtered out, fingers now gripping the edge of the amp as you braced yourself for the next chord. 

Suna’s eyes gleamed at your reaction, his lip ring rotating as he tried to suppress the smirk threatening to break through. “Oh? Sorry Angel, I thought you were ready from how hard you were staring” he snickered out, the snark evident in his tone. “Okay Sweets, you ready now then?” he murmured, eyes locked on yours. Swallowing thickly you nodded, rooted to the spot.

The moment he started playing the song your thighs clenched, the amps vibrations coursing underneath you and the heavy melody filling the empty studio. His eyes remained locked on yours, his greedy gaze studying every minute reaction you gave him as his fingers effortlessly changed chords without even looking at them. Your eyes screwed shut as you tilted your head up, your knuckles turning pale as they gripped the amp tightly. Every time he played a particular riff he noticed the way your thighs would clench just a bit more, the way your bottom lip wobbled beneath your teeth and the strangled whines that managed to escape. 

Suna earnestly drank in the sight like a man starved, he leaned forward, fingers itching to touch you. Instead his knees spread slightly, nudging your thighs open wider so the vibrations wracked your body more. Your eyes shot open, a choked gasp leaving your lips as you panted. “D-Dont do that, Rintarou.” Without looking down you could feel the smug grin he was sporting from your reaction. “Don’t do what?” he gruffly replied, his voice and movements strained as he started to falter with some chords, his whole body running hot from seeing you struggle on top of the amp. Your whole body is shaking from the heavy vibrations and stimulation between your thighs, your skirt bunching around your hips as you squirm on top of the amp. 

Your eyes fluttered closed again and you tried to control your breathing even as heat pooled in your stomach, your skirt now showing the faint peak of the dampness of your underwear, how the sodden gusset of your panties began to cling to your soaked folds. Suna caught the sight from your constant shifting, eyes becoming increasingly hooded as he failed to tear his gaze away. “Aww Sweets.. you’re doing so well, the song’s nearly over.” He mockingly cooed, knees nudging your thighs open even wider now to get a better glimpse as his fingers began strumming out the chords harsher and much more impatiently. The music continued to reverberate throughout the studio, wrapping around the both of you. Every chord jolted through you setting your nerve endings on fire, your breathing now laboured as you struggled to stop yourself from grinding down onto the amp for some relief.

The song soon ended, Suna’s fingers raw from the intensity of his playing, a light sweat having broken across his forehead causing his shaggy bangs to slightly stick. Throughout it all he had kept his gaze locked on you. He carefully placed the guitar on the floor, eyes continuously locked onto yours before he slowly unfolded. Swallowing thickly, you saw as he loomed over you once again, dark eyes peering down at you with every harsh breath he took, rough fingers then lightly brushing against your cheek in an almost reverent manner before he lifted your chin up. 

“You did so well, Angel” he whispered as he hunched slightly, lanky frame curling down allowing his rough fingers to lightly trace the gusset of your underwear. Sucking in a harsh breath your body jerked involuntarily, your overly-sensistive folds readily reacting. A low strained groan slipped past his lips as his head fell to rest on your shoulders, heavy breaths warming it. “Rin, stop teasing-!” you choked out as Suna kept running his finger lightly over your clothed pussy before tugging the gusset to the side. 

“Fuck- can’t believe how wet you’ve gotten.” He groaned as he dropped to his knees in front of you, strong hands gently massaging the soft skin of your thighs before he leaned in, nose nudging at one whilst looking up at you with hooded eyes. “Let me have a taste, please Sweets… just one.” He practically begged using all his self-restraint not to dive right in. Once given the green light, he didn’t hesitate to tug off your panties and eagerly lick a long stripe up your pussy, a low grunt leaving his mouth at your taste. His thumbs then spread at your lips allowing him to taste even deeper, causing a shuddering sob to rip through you at the sensation, your already sensitive clit throbbing harder. One taste? What a liar.

With an almost intimate kiss to your clit he then leaned back, mouth glistening with your arousal and pupils blown wide. “Such a pretty pussy, I could never get tired of her. Now let’s get this out of the way..” he murmured as his palms pushed your skirt up to bunch around your hips before his hands tugged at your thighs to pull you to the edge of the speaker. Rough hands then lifting your legs to rest on his shoulders, urging you to cross your legs and trap him there. 

“She’s drooling so much..” he teased, thumbing at your folds once more to unveil the slick already gathering. This time Suna focused on your clit more, lightly sucking at the throbbing nub before applying more pressure, the cool metal of his snakebites creating a delicious contrast against your heated clit. “Mmm that feel good?” he mocked, knowing that the sensation was overwhelming for you. Your fingers scrambled to seek purchase at his scalp, tugging at his messy hair as you sought stability. Each lick, suck and kiss sent jolts through your body, your eyes screwed shut and legs quivering as you bucked into him. “She’s sensitive when given a little attention, huh?” he purred out about your clit before taking it back into his mouth once more. “F-fuck Rin.. s’too much” you whined as his tongue began to prod deeper, his nose continuously nudging at your clit providing dual stimulation, the tension in your lower stomach growing unbearable. 

“C’mon Angel” His words muffled against your dripping heat “You’re getting so close, I can feel it.” His grip on your thighs becoming tighter as he attempted to suffocate himself under your pussy. “Sho messy… isn't she?” He continued to babble out about your pussy, his words slurred and muffled.

Suna then slipped a long finger in, massaging on your spongy spot before doubling down and inserting a second digit, thumb rubbing at your clit causing your pussy to drool more down his hand making it sticky. The heat in your lower stomach coiling even more as you feel your release steadily building up “‘m so close, Rin” you gasped out, back arching almost painfully as your release threatened to spill. Feeling you clench around his fingers he starts to thumb at your clit to provide the extra stimulation.

“Fuck! ‘m cumming!!” you mewled as he worked you through your orgasm, sloppily making out with your pussy and not letting any juices go to waste. When your high started to ebb he slowed down his movements, fingers lazily working you through it. With a final sweet kiss to your clit he lifted his head. Tilting your head down to meet his gaze you could see your release had coated his chin and lips and that his trousers had tented obscenely. “Y’did so well for me, Angel” he murmured, pressing a few kisses to your shaky thighs. “All prepped for the main event now.”

First time writing smut, how scary

Thank you @mechanicrin for helping me edit this, i love u sis <3

kissesforeveryonemwuah

-anaiya

TAGLIST - @karnevil

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plpls write for suna more often

i’ve got more ideas in my drafts which i’ll hopefully be posting soon!!

*cough* band au suna *cough*

[flowersforyen]

Boyfriend!Suna who prefers to stay in and watch a movie with you. Both of you sprawled across the sofa, blankets and pillows scattered everywhere. You're both not even watching the movie properly, mainly on your phones, but in some way he's always grounded to you - legs intertwined, hands brushing, playing with your hair. He always has some form of contact with you.

Boyfriend!Suna who worries he'll lose you in public when you decide to wander off. His solution? Well, it's to keep you anchored to him by tugging at your belt loops or slipping a steady arm around your waist. He likes using his calloused hand to gently palm at your waist to keep you anchored to him. The second you even think about slipping away, he’s pulling you back before leaning down slightly and raising an eyebrow at you. 

Boyfriend!Suna who loves it when you play with his hands. When you gently trace around the numerous callouses littering his hands from intense volleyball training or when your smaller fingers mindlessly fiddle with his larger ones. 

Boyfriend!Suna who likes to keep a part of you with him throughout the day. One of your hairbands? Fake nail glue he keeps just in case one of yours falls off again? The little hand cream you love the smell of so much? Either way he's always prepared if you need anything.

Boyfriend!Suna who acts like you've been married for 30 years already. He keeps a photo of you in his wallet - although it's tearing at the sides and has creases, it's still his most prized possession. 

Boyfriend!Suna who tries to get you a sweet treat after his practice. There's a bakery which you love close to the gym. Every so often he comes back to your shared apartment, hiding the box behind his back, fox eyes softening slightly at the edges as you squeal in delight and place the box on the counter before launching at him to give him a hug.

Boyfriend!Suna whose friends all know about you. They know your favourite flowers, snacks, movies.. the list is endless. “My girlfriend did this..”, “Oh my girlfriend likes…”.  All because this emotionally constipated man actually never shuts up about you.

Boyfriend!Suna whose love language is quality time. You could be sitting in silence or be out and about. Either way, all he wants to do is spend time with you regardless of what you're doing.

Boyfriend!Suna who hides when he's flustered very well. Except you've realised that his ears tinge the faintest pink and so does his neck which he often tries to hide by placing his hand over it.

Boyfriend!Suna who never got over his nerdy interests as a kid. He still collects pokemon cards and you know he’ll give you any of the ones you want, always reserving the cute ones for you. 

Boyfriend!Suna who loves to make playlists for you. Any songs that remind him of you are immediately added and he’s always playing them on repeat. He loves to create playlists for the both of you and always listens to new music you recommend him.

Boyfriend!Suna whose camera roll is full of pictures of you. Most of them being candids he took when you weren't looking - one of you brushing your teeth in the mirror, another of you feeding some ducks at a pond… all of these little moments he can’t bear to delete. 

Boyfriend!Suna who loves to tease you and make you squirm - it’s his way of showing affection towards you. He’ll purposely tighten lids of jars just so you’d go to him, a pout adorning your lips as you begrudgingly ask for help. He’d also place jars on the highest shelves just so you can ask for his help. He’d come up behind you, chest brushing against your back and rough hands gripping your waist before leaning up to retrieve said jar. All whilst being nonchalant and trying to see if he can get a reaction from you.

my first post - lwk so scared

shoutout to my twin may who helped me brainstorm, mwuah i love u

i hope you guys like it :3

- anaiya