miu 🐇

‎evil men lover

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💒 : my intro post : ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

🐰ིྀ call me miu or mimi ⑅ᐢ ᐢ

i love bunnies & cute stuff 🎀 𓂃 ࣪˖

﹒ ♡︎ to be moots .ᐟ 🤍

🥛ྀི minors dni , she/her

୨୧ smut writer

hard & soft kinks ﹒

masterlist

requests always open !

— jujutsu kaisen & bungo stray dogs

↻ & ♡︎ appreciated 🎧ིྀ

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wow i’m kinda hooked on the rodrick heffley and regina george kinda thing, i might write something about them or just rodrick lol

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you know you’re cooked when you feel like tumblr is going to pebble you because of your new smut…

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hi, it’s been a while

i know… i promised to post many things, and here i am, almost a year being inactive. i don’t who is going to read this, but i wanted to say that im very grateful for every attention my works got. all the comments and likes make me so happy i can’t even describe it. as some of you know — and if you don’t, just check the life update tag in my profile —, my life has some CRAZY plot twists and for some reason right now i feel like writing smut again.

i started to make the pt. 2 of my yuri smut and stuff, great things are probably coming, but still i need to hear your opinion on this…

here comes nothing

i know all the hype behind secret alliance is already gone, but… can we talk about yul?

this probably sounds very typical from me, but i love him lol. im sad that there almost isn’t reader insert content of him, BUT I CAN CHANGE THAT!!!

even though this sounds very outdated, i’m craving some yul smut and i know im not the only one -_- so i’ve been wondering…

what if i post stuff about him, would you guys read?

sorry for this amount of text, i just feel like expressing my gratitude and checking if my audience would like this

if this flops then you never saw me

bye bye :)

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i wanna get back of being active here so BAD but i have no ideas about what to write

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mhmmm

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haro everynyan! who missed me? hehe! i think i will come back with my smuts

also academic rivals smut with yuri WHOS UPPP

i PROMISE i will make the part two of that one smut one day <3

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guys i just found out that the youtuber (yeah…) that i have a crush on has a girlfriend

its so over

note: just to be clear, I don't wish anything bad for their relationship! In fact, I hope everything flourishes in the most organic way possible. They seem like a very cute and loving couple, and I would never feel good about ruining such a beautiful relationship. I only made this post because of the scenarios I used to create in my head before falling asleep — depressing, I know — and it surprised me a bit. But seriously, I'm fine! I met a new guy a few months ago and our relationship is more on the romantic side, so don't worry about me! He's a sweetheart :)

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CRAZY LIFE UPDATE WE’RE TALKING NOW 😭😭😭

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he’s a cutie patootie

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eyes for you my love

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spy x family ! au yuri briar smut ( pt. 1 ) ♡

complex feelings about you

﹙ 🦇 ﹚── parings : yuri briar x fem!reader ♡

₍^. .^₎⟆ ── content warnings / tags : nsfw content (mdni), yandere themes (we’re talking about yuri), obsession, mutual obsession (kinda), masturbation, virginity kink, purity kink in general, yuri touching himself wearing his uniform 😩, kind of sexting ???, stalking

﹙ 🔪 ﹚── synopsis : Yuri was immersed in his obsession with you, becoming more and more determined to uncover every detail about your life. He searched through every file folder, every record, wishing to fully understand who you were. His fixation exceeded healthy boundaries, replacing even the photos of his sister with images of you in his personal spaces.

﹙ 🩸 ﹚── author's note : IM SO SORRY FOR THIS. i’m being for real. sorry for not posting the requests or my other drafts. yuri was simply calling for me. THIS IS GOING TO BE A SERIES because i need more yuri content. anyway, HAPPY EASTER <3

When you first laid eyes on Yuri, something clicked in your head.

Perhaps it was his innocent brown-reddish eyes; his youthful and gentle demeanor, reminiscent of a puppy; or maybe his slightly long black hair that practically caressed his shoulders; perhaps his unexpectedly masculine and strong stature.

Truth be told, when you saw Yuri Briar for the first time, you flipped, completely.

You were just a secretary working in the public sector for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Your job was relatively simple but tiring. Tasks like scheduling appointments, organizing documents, answering phones, drafting correspondence, and providing administrative support to members of the Ministry were part of your routine. You played an important role in maintaining efficiency and coordinating activities within the institution. Not that you were extremely valued — of course not. But still, the salary was good enough to sustain your humble and comfortable life in Ostania.

You saw Briar for the first time on your first day of work, early in the morning. He was standing, holding a cup of coffee while talking to his superior with a smile.

Your heart skipped a beat.

When you looked at Yuri, it was love at first sight. Your eyes widened, your face grew warm, and you blushed. How could such a handsome man be working in the same place as you? Staring at him for another brief moment, you presumed he was probably young and around your age. Your heart skipped another beat, did you two have something in common? The thought made you want to slap yourself; how could you fantasize about a man you hadn't even met?

You approached your superior, introducing yourself. The red-eyed man was by his side, and you resisted — emphasis on resisted — the urge to stare at him.

Your superior gave you instructions for the day and left, suddenly leaving you alone with the boy who took your breath away.

"I see it's your first day as a secretary, hm?" He said, now looking at you. "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Yuri Briar. I'm the Minister of Foreign Affairs."

So young and with such a high position? You thought.

"... I hope we can get along." He added, with a smile. And you felt your knees weaken.

"Of course, Mr. Briar! I'll do my best to be useful to you." Pathetically formal. But what could you do? Just his presence fried your neurons; it was better to err on the side of formality than to be disrespectful. Yuri gave you a smile, and your heart squeezed.

"It's okay, you don't need to be so formal." He chuckled softly, with his eyes closed. "I need to go to a meeting now, if it's not too much trouble, I need help with the paperwork..." And then he gave you instructions on what you should do in his absence.

Your face stayed red for the rest of the day, and your heart felt tight. The man with black hair wouldn't leave your mind. You organized things as you were asked, unconsciously dreaming of receiving praise from Briar.

Lost in reverie, it was already night, and Yuri hadn't arrived yet. You were cleaning his desk, lost in your thoughts, when unexpectedly, a voice cut through your train of thought.

"Hey!" It was Yuri. "You're still here, sorry for keeping you here so late." he rubbed his own neck with his hands timidly, with a smile. Unbeknownst to you, the room was empty. It was just you and Briar.

"N-No, Mr. Briar." You said, stuttering. "I lost track of time out of distraction. You're not to blame for anything. I did what was asked of me, now I'll be going home." You tried to leave quickly, feeling your face burn.

"Don't you want company? It's dangerous for a woman to go out alone at this hour." He said, with a calm demeanor. "I would hate to see my sister walking alone at this hour."

"Do you have a sister?"

"I do, an older sister." He said with a smile. "But, uh, the offer still stands. I can accompany you so you don't walk alone."

"No, Mr. Briar!" You replied. "You don't need to be so kind, I live nearby. It won't be a long walk, such concern isn't necessary."

"If you insist..." He replied, with a smile. The same smile that almost made you lose your balance and the strength to stand.

You left, walking in opposite directions. You couldn't help but blush remembering the dialogue exchanged with the young man; the heat in your body protected you from the cold of the street. And, without realizing it, you had already arrived home.

You lay on the bed sighing, with your hand resting on your chest. Remembering every word, every smile exchanged with the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

The next few days passed quickly. Unbeknownst to you, it had been months since you started working at the public ministry. Honestly, you didn't exchange many words with Briar. The red-eyed boy was busy with various meetings — which was understandable, given his enviable position — you understood, but secretly missed the dark-haired man and the small smiles and short dialogues exchanged.

Until the fateful day arrived.

"Can I talk to you?" Yuri spoke near your ear, you were cleaning the countertop, lost in your thoughts, you hadn't even noticed the approach of the dark-haired man.

"Of course, Mr. Briar." You turned to him.

"I've observed your behavior over the past few months," He said with his characteristic smile. "And you're exemplary! I talked to the higher-ups to give you a promotion!"

"But— huh? I can't believe I can be promoted, Mr. Briar." You said insecurely, and he replied with a laugh.

"Don't worry. It's a position, um... let's say, a bit secretive." He said, putting his index finger on his lips. "Soon, some superior will talk to you about the details!" And then he left, leaving you confused and anxious. What kind of position would this be?

A few hours passed, and you were called for a meeting. You entered the room, visibly nervous.

And what happened? Oh, what happened...

You were explained about the State security service, the secret police. Now you would work with the feared by civilians, secret police, was that what Yuri wanted?

So Briar's job as minister was a force?

All the details were explained to you, your role hadn't changed, you would only be given files of deep secrecy, which sent a shiver down your spine. Would you be able to carry such responsibility?

Your workplace had now changed. You found yourself going every morning to the discreet lair of the State security service. Once again, you were close to Briar, taking care of his confidential papers.

Now you knew Yuri's true profession. Honestly, you were amazed at the violence exerted by the security service. However, such a discovery made your heart race. Discovering another side of Briar made your breathing heavy; you were delirious with excitement. Now, that was a secret you both shared.

And, of course, he looked ridiculously handsome in his secret police uniform.

Now, you shared more moments together. Considering that all meetings that Yuri attended were a sham, and that, in fact, he was in that place the whole time.

Honestly, you didn't exchange many words. The atmosphere in that place was more tense, more serious. And now, you knew Yuri had interrogations. Interrogations in which Briar was not merciful, interrogations in which the black-haired man had no shame when it came to using violence.

You knew how brutish Yuri was — after all, you cleaned the blood from the room after interrogations —, it made your heart race in anxiety and fear, but also in desire.

At that moment, you were cleaning the interrogation room that had just been used by Briar. The smell of sweat and blood hangs in the air.

But the perfume of the red-eyed man too.

You were alone in the room, the highly trained police officers were going about their business, and Yuri was probably in some meeting with Desmond and his superiors about some plan to prevail for the glory of Ostania.

The room was already clean, and you admired your good work together. For a moment, you picked up a small towel that was resting under the table, brought it to your nose, and, closing your eyes, you inhaled the odor given off by the cloth.

It was Yuri's. You knew from the specific smell, he had probably used it to dry his sweat during the interrogation.

You inhaled it again, closing your eyes tightly, imagining Yuri next to you. And, without realizing it, your panties dampened just by imagining Briar behind you, rubbing against your body, sighing in your ear.

Finally, you began to rub your intimacy on the corner of the table, on the most pointed part of the table, rubbing your wet and needy cunt against the furniture, feeling a wave of pleasure run through your entire body.

“Mr. Briar—Ah!” You moaned, but then quickly covered your mouth, and in a moment of realization, you realized what you were doing. "My God." You say, moving away from the furniture, with your hands, slightly trembling over your mouth.

You were taught that women of value don't touch themselves or succumb to the pleasures of the flesh, but Yuri, with that black hair and reddish eyes, made you lose your temper.

When Yuri Briar first saw you, a switch flipped in his head.

Maybe it was your clumsy steps, betraying nervousness; your eyes shyly cast down; the way you twirled your hair, reflecting shyness; perhaps your innocent and defenseless demeanor, like someone in need of protection.

Truth be told, when Yuri Briar first saw you, he flipped, completely.

Briar held the position of a diplomat as a facade; in reality, the dark-haired man worked for Ostania's secret police as a counterintelligence agent. He had initially started his job in the ministry as an ordinary worker but was soon chosen to work in the secret police, safeguarding Ostania's future.

Briar saw you for the first time on his first day of work, early in the morning. He stood there, holding a cup of coffee while speaking to his superior with a smile.

His heart skipped a beat.

Yuri, with his spy skills, felt your gaze and discreetly looked back at you. It was love at first sight. Yuri noticed your sweetly timid face as you entered the room; Briar felt his face grow warm and flush. How could such a beautiful, pure, helpless, and worthy-of-protection woman be less than 6 meters away from him?

How did he know this? Briar could read your body language, your gaze, and your delicate voice.

Staring at you for another brief moment, he presumed that you were probably young and around his age. Yuri's heart skipped another beat; he had never felt such a strong urge to protect someone besides his sister.

Then, he felt you approaching your superior, introducing yourself. The man with reddened eyes stood by your side trying to conceal his slightly flushed face. Damn, wasn't spy training enough to learn how to hide his emotions?

Your superior gave you instructions on what would be done that day and left; suddenly, you two were alone.

"I see it's your first day as a secretary, hm?" He says, now looking at you. "Pleasure, my name is Yuri Briar. I'm the Minister of Foreign Relations."

Oh, so pure, so precious. He thought.

"... I hope we can get along." He adds, with a smile, trying not to reveal all his thoughts of protecting you.

"Of course, Mr. Briar! I'll do my best to be useful to you." Pathetically formal. But what could you do? Yuri gives you a smile, inevitably amazed by your tenderness. How could you be so lovely?

"It's okay, you don't have to be so formal." He chuckles softly, eyes closed, trying to reassure you. "I need to go to a meeting now, if it's not too much trouble, I need help with the paperwork..." And then he gave you instructions on what you should do in his absence.

Yuri was now at the secret police headquarters; suddenly, he found himself thinking of you. Without a second thought, he rummages through his stack of files, wanting to find out everything — anything — about you.

Yuri was immersed in his obsession with you, becoming more and more determined to uncover every detail about your life. He searched through every file folder, every record, wishing to fully understand who you were. His fixation exceeded healthy boundaries, replacing even the photos of his sister with images of you in his personal spaces.

As he delved deeper into this insatiable quest for information about you, the line between reality and fantasy became increasingly blurred. His mind was filled with thoughts of consuming you completely, possessing every aspect of your existence.

The next days passed quickly. Unnoticed, it had been months since you worked at the public ministry. Honestly, you didn't exchange many words with Briar. The red-eyed boy was busy with several meetings — which was understandable, given his enviable position — you understood, but secretly missed the dark-haired man and the small smiles and short conversations exchanged.

Until the fateful day arrived.

Yuri had a plan, a plan he was proud of. It was only a matter of time until you were in his hands.

You were cleaning the counter completely concentrated, in a quick and discreet move, he put an earpiece in your ear "Can I talk to you?" Yuri spoke near your ear, you hadn't even noticed the approach of the dark-haired man.

"Of course, Mr. Briar." You turned to him.

"I've observed your behavior over the past few months," He says with his characteristic smile. "And you are exemplary! I've spoken to the superiors to give you a promotion!"

"But— huh? I can't believe I could be promoted, Mr. Briar." You said insecurely, and he responded with a laugh.

"Don't worry. It's a position, um... let's say, a bit secretive." He says, putting his index finger on his lips. "Soon, some superior will talk to you about the details!" And then he left, leaving you confused and distressed. What kind of position could this be?

It was the perfect plan.

Yuri did what was necessary to put you in the State Security service. He just needed to recommend you and be patient.

Time passed, and there you were, working as a secretary for the secret police. Yuri couldn't help but smirk maliciously when he heard the news. He had already heard the entire conversation the superiors had with you through the bug, but nonetheless, Briar relished hearing the news officially.

Your workplace had now changed. You found yourself going to the discreet lair of the State Security service every morning. Once again, you were close to Briar, taking care of his confidential papers.

Honestly, you didn't exchange many words. The atmosphere in that place was more tense, more serious. And now, you knew that Yuri had interrogations. Interrogations that Briar was not merciful in, interrogations that the dark-haired man had no qualms about using violence.

Yuri had just finished another one of his violent interrogations, using all tactics, from physical to psychological torture to get the necessary information. Then, after the interrogation was over, he left.

Arriving home and still in his uniform, Yuri heard gasps — gasps coming from you. Soon he felt his face burn and his heart race. Did you… no. He knew you didn’t have a boyfriend and that you weren’t talking to any other men.

“Mr. Briar—ah!”

That was the last straw.

With his hands on his face after hearing what you had said through the wire, Yuri felt his knees weaken. Damn, you had an effect on him.

Briar felt his manhood throb, it was painful as it practically ripped his black boxers. But what the hell. Why he couldn't control his primal instincts when it comes to you?

So, even dressed in the uniform that should represent love for the country, he caressed his throbbing intimacy, which pulsed with each breath he took.

Then, Yuri noticed the end of your graceful sounds. He felt so dirty, so disgusting and disgusting to hear you in such an intimate moment. But even so, your voice, your delicate voice, so vulnerable and precious calling him by his last name in the middle of such adorable sounds made him feel like the most despicable man on Earth.

When you got home, you felt your intimacy tingling. The way her panties were wet bothered her. God, since when did you become like this? You washed your face, trying, in some way, to purify your mind. What the hell were you thinking?

Your face was still hot, and your heart was beating so fast it felt like it would escape through your mouth. Your face felt hot—as did your body—but what the fuck? You were satisfying your carnal desires while thinking about the red-eyed diplomat, and worse, you did it on his desk.

You ran to bed and smothered your face in pillows, trying, somehow, to escape the tricks your mischievous mind played on you.

And then, your mind wandered, and you emerged into your thoughts.

You were sitting on the table, with your legs open and Yuri between them. You were kissing, tongues swirling and eyes rolling. Gasps, bites, lust, desire.

You break the kiss, saying, “Mr. Briar, if someone catches us—“

“Shh…” He whispers. “Do you know why I'm in the state security service, hm? I can do the dirty work and get rid of the evidence.” He says, then kissing you again. Yuri's hands traveled over his body. One hand supporting her delicate torso, and the other venturing through all the lines and curves there were.

Without realizing it, you start touching your thighs.

Yuri was strong, agile and determined. This made you even more in love with him, Briar had so many qualities that you could snort remembering. But not. Not at that moment, you can only focus on his hot tongue exploring the roof of your mouth, the hot air that came out of him touching your skin in the middle of kiss breaks and summaries. God, Yuri was so good, so good. The man with reddish eyes breaks the kiss again, this time saying something.

“You look so beautiful like this.” He says, taking his hand off your hip and placing it on his face. “With a flushed face, heavy breathing. Just succumbing to my touch.” He lets out a nasal laugh.

“Mr. Briar, I—“

“I’m not done talking yet.” He cuts him off, his hand, which was caressing his face, goes down to his inner thighs. “No man touched you, yeah?”

“Uhm.” You nod, visibly nervous.

“So perfect for me. So pure, so defenseless…” He licks his lips, and the once affection turns into strong squeezes on the inside of your thighs, leaving marks.

You decide to imitate him, squeezing your own thighs as you imagine Yuri's firm touch.

Then, his hand moves up, like a light glide, caressing your private area, which, honestly, pulsed and squeezed the air begging for touches.

“No man…” Briar said with a light laugh. “No man…” He reaches your most sensitive spot, rubbing it deliciously, making you moan.

“A-Ah—ha!”

It didn't take long for his hand to reach your needy part, you simulated Yuri's touch once again, closing your eyes to concentrate on the moment.

“So beautiful…” The red-eyed boy says, slowly inserting a finger into your hot, soaked entrance. Fuck! You were asking for this, you were begging for Yuri's fingers entering you.

Yuri's eyes, once radiating innocence and tenderness, now glowed deeply with pure lust.

It was late at night, Briar found herself in a delicate situation. He tried to fall asleep at any cost, but his mind was just a loop of his voice calling him.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Yuri hears gooey noises coming from his ear. Hmm? What could it be now? He thought focusing on the sounds coming from the other end of the line.

“Ah—ah! There is!" He heard your sweet voice again, as the sticky noises grew louder. Yuri wanted to cover his face with so much shame, the event he had tried so hard to get out of his mind was now repeating itself in full force, longer and more intense.

How could you sound so lovely, precious and worthy of protection at a time like that?

Yuri felt his cock throb painfully for the second time that day, Briar snorted, he needed you. Then, he took his cock out of the boxers that covered it, pre-cum leaking from his tip. But what the hell? Was he really so needy because of some sounds?

I mean, Yuri had definitely touched himself thinking about you before—more times than he'd like to admit—but now he felt like an intruder. A dirty, perverted intruder. His mind was so full of dirty thoughts about you, so since you were relieving yourself, why wouldn't he do the same?

Briar moans softly as she squeezes his cock. Damn, you must be so perfect to be fucked. Yuri watches the veins on his member pop out and his glans redden, in pure excitement.

“Ha… fuck…” He moans and then says his name in a sly tone, calling for you.

“Mhmmm… Ah…” He hears you on the other side “Ah—ah! Yuri..!"

That was enough. For the first time, he had heard you say his first name. And still with that precious voice full of malice. That was enough, enough for Yuri to start masturbating like crazy, imagining pumping you with his cock.

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reading this again and this was unironically good…? i understand why y’all r acting like freaks now

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YALL ARE FREAKS MY YURI POSTS R GETTING TOO MUCH ATTENTION 😭

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im surprised about how much people save my yuri briar smut daily… you freaks

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This for my sister bc she likes haikyuu!! And it’s her bday

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Summer Doesn’t Last Forever. 🍓

This is your last summer as a high school student with your boyfriend, Tadashi. You want to make this moment even more special.

notes: haaaaiii! guess who’s back? i mean, sort of… my life has been crazy lately, if you want to check it out just search for “life update” on my profile

anyway, this is a preview of an extremely wholesome smut I made of my best boy, Yamaguchi Tadashi. I love this boy so much I can hardly contain it! OKAY, depending on the support, I promise to post the complete version as soon as possible!!

At the height of summer, when the sun rises majestically in the sky and casts its golden rays upon the earth, it is possible to experience an epiphany of comforting warmth. It's as if each ray of sunshine gently caresses your skin, wrapping you in a feeling of warmth and well-being. In this magical moment, one can appreciate the celestial spectacle of the sun slowly setting on the horizon, painting the sky with shades of orange, pink, and violet, as if it were a canvas being carefully crafted by an artist.

Summer invites you to slow down and savor each moment, to allow yourself to be enveloped by the enchanting aura of the season. It is a time of promises and renewal, where the worries of the past fade away and you are captivated by the invigorating energy of the season. Under the summer skies, you are reminded of the importance of living fully, embracing the present with gratitude, and dreaming of a future filled with opportunities and adventures.

Thus, as the sun sets on the horizon and night gently falls over the land, you are enveloped by a feeling of serenity and contentment. Summer, with all its fleeting beauty, reminds you of the magic that resides in every moment and the importance of appreciating life's journey with all its ups and downs.

Meanwhile, the thought that summer doesn't last forever saddens you.

You look at the sky through your bedroom window, appreciating the explosion of colors in the sky, then look at your feet, with a look of disappointment. The end of cycles has always been difficult for you; the thought that another season was coming to an end made your heart tighten. What kind of nostalgia is this? Missing something that hasn't even ended? You place your hand on your forehead, contemplating how out of touch with reality your thoughts can be.

In a reality shock, you look at the time displayed on your phone screen. Damn, I'm going to be late! You think, taking a deep breath.

Today is a special day. You will have a date with your boyfriend, Yamaguchi Tadashi, the captain of the Karasuno volleyball team. You started dating during your sophomore year; Tadashi confessed his feelings to you after you both got closer when you were freshmen in school.

Witnessing the evolution of the green-haired boy from the first year to the third was truly an event you take pride in having attended. Watching Yamaguchi slowly emerge from the cocoon and display its beautiful wings to the world filled him with pride. You love the boy so much that sometimes it feels like your chest is going to burst, as if your body can't handle something so beautiful and intense.

As you immerse yourself in daydreams about your beloved boyfriend, your body begins to move, starting your preparation for the summer festival.

This will be your last summer festival with Yamaguchi as a high school student, and the first as his girlfriend. You couldn't enjoy the fireworks last year because Karasuno High School had advanced to the national volleyball tournament. You were proud of your boyfriend, of course. But, damn! It would be so romantic to watch the festival of lights in the sky next to him...

Thinking that this year would be different filled your heart with joy. With a sudden burst of motivation, you decide to look for your beloved yukata and prepare all the accessories to style your hair, making it as majestic as possible for your boyfriend.

As you finish doing your makeup, you hear a noise coming from the door. It must be him! You think, letting a smile slip away.

You open the door and see your boyfriend standing there with a radiant smile. Tadashi was wearing a grayish yukata with a print of black crows. The dark tone of the boy's clothing matched the color of his hair, which, by the way, had grown since last year. Yamaguchi let his hair grow a bit over time; honestly, you thought it was charming. It really suits him, it makes him look more mature.

The boy's hair was tied up in a half-bun, leaving his ears exposed. You can see Tadashi's piercings in that area.

You swallow hard. Oh my, you're used to the way your boyfriend looks. You see him every day at school. Why did he seem even more handsome today? Perhaps the magical summer air is stirring your senses.

Without ceremony, Tadashi pulls you into a hug. You like how he is more confident and able to take action, without leaving his caring and sensitive side behind.

The hug made you realize something, Yamaguchi was taller. Yes, even taller than you remembered. The way he hugs you, you can tell that he's stronger too. Tadashi had gained some muscles due to his dedication to volleyball. After a moment enjoying all the warmth radiating from your boyfriend's body, he releases you and steps back, looking into your eyes and holding your shoulders.

"Ah, sorry... I kept you waiting, didn't I?" He says, and you quickly shake your head in denial. "Tsukki was convinced that I had taken his headphones, he was furious." Yama let out a faint laugh; he was used to his best friend's temperament.

"I hope you don't keep talking about Tsukishima throughout our meeting." You say, forcing a serious face, feeling a hint of jealousy. Your boyfriend can't help but find you adorable in this state.

"Sorry, sorry..." He says in a playful tone, sliding one of the hands that were holding hers to her face, making her look at him. "Without Tsukki at our meeting, understood." He smiled once more, and you felt your legs weaken.

They held hands and walked in comfortable silence towards the festival. No matter how accustomed you were to your boyfriend's presence, your heart can't help but beat a little faster. Sharing these moments with Tadashi makes your body warm up.

It didn't take long for you to arrive at the festival; it was possible to see people of all ages walking and talking, exchanging gentle smiles, enjoying everything that pleasant summer night had to offer.

The illumination of the fireworks seemed sufficient for your comfort. Even with the windows open, the room felt absurdly hot, hotter than the acceptable standards for a summer night. Looking slyly, you notice Yamaguchi's yukata slightly looser — perhaps the heat was bothering him too. You reflect on loosening your traditional clothing while your boyfriend focuses on the fireworks show. Slyly, you use your hands to create a larger passage of air at the top of your clothing.

Tadashi turns to you and places his hand on the side of your face, giving it a gentle caress. He looks at you with tenderness as he slowly approaches. You close your eyes, anticipating your boyfriend's next move.

Yamaguchi tilts his face and gently presses his lips against yours. You reciprocate the small act, but it doesn't go beyond that. Just a chaste, simple, and sweet kiss. As genuine and loving as the feelings you have for each other. Your body warms even more, and every touch from Tadashi, no matter how soft and gentle, seems to provoke the most intense sensations in you.

The boy steps back, keeping their faces close.

"Can I try something different?" You hear your boyfriend say in a voice slightly weaker than usual. Was he scared?

"Huh?" You respond, a bit confused. "Sure, go ahead."

"Sure..." Tadashi says, glancing quickly at the closed door, as if he is afraid of being caught in the act. "Close your eyes, follow me..." Following your boyfriend's command, you close your eyes. You felt Yamaguchi's face getting closer again.

He brings your lips together again, the difference is that now he is only kissing your upper lip, letting you feel just his lower lip against yours. You were a bit confused about the seemingly awkward kiss, but Tadashi quickly took another action.

Right after lightly kissing her upper lip, Tadashi slightly parts his lips, creating a small space for theirs to fit together. It was slightly wetter than most of the kisses exchanged before — not that you were complaining, it was nice.

So you remember Yamaguchi's second order: to follow him; a bit awkwardly, you try to imitate the boy, giving him a chance to fit his lower lip between yours. You hear a sound similar to a soft grunt coming from your boyfriend, probably a reaction to the moisture from your mouth.

Tadashi prepares for the next step, lightly biting his lip. Suck, let go, and kiss. First, he does it timidly, waiting for you to repeat the act. When you reciprocate, he starts to do it with more intensity, but at a pace you can keep up with. As the sequence repeated, their mouths opened wider before fitting together again, allowing for more movement.

He alternates the hand that holds his face with caresses and gentle tugs to bring him closer. As their lips collide, Yamaguchi lets more sounds escape.

"Haa...ah—" he says, breathless, after pulling away more abruptly. You can also hear the sound of your own breathing. "You... liked it?" You confirm by nodding your head. Your face is so hot that you fear to verbalize. "That's good." He ends with a smile.

You and Yamaguchi had kissed before. Many other times. The Karasuno team finds it almost disgusting how you manage to be affectionate. Sometimes, when you are watching the practice, Tadashi takes advantage of the little break to give you a kiss, even sweaty and with everyone watching. An attitude that makes Tsukishima roll his eyes.

Of course, you had given more intense kisses as well. But these are more private, usually at someone's house or in a place that seems safe enough.

Or not so much. Tadashi sometimes can't control himself around his lovely girlfriend.

The question is: when things evolve to more intimate touches and become more intense, your boyfriend simply stops. He distances himself and leaves you confused, even though he says you didn't do anything that caused this distance.

You were afraid of that happening again, right now, when everything seems so good...

You feel something tingling between your legs. This had happened before, more times than you would like to admit. What Tadashi was skilled at with touches and kisses, he also had in fear of taking the next step.

It burns so much that it feels like it's on fire, it burns so much that you feel a discharge coming out of you. Oh, drugs. You were wet. Wet because of the slightly more intense kiss with her boyfriend — and their tongues didn't even touch.

Placing one of your hands on your forehead, feeling all the heat radiating from your face, you huff, grateful that Tadashi left the lights off. You didn't want him to laugh at the redness that spreads across your face.

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i will post a preview of my yamaguchi oneshot prepare your heart to the wholesomeness

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post ovulation shame (i wrote smut of yuuta sucking small tits because im flat)