Whenever police officer!Daichi has long days and nights, especially when he's on call, you always know he's going to be stressed and exhausted by the time he gets home, but that doesn't stop him from fucking you back to sleep.
It's been hours since he left to report to an incident that happened; one he was unfortunately needed at, despite being around twelve in the morning. It was nothing major at the moment, but the other officers needed him in case it did turn into something worse. But you needed him just as bad, in another way.
Before he left your humble abode to attend to his officer duties, he had accidently woken you up as he was getting ready and putting on his uniform. "Daichi?" You murmured as you sat up in your shared bed, your eyes squinting to see his form in the dark room, only a lamp on his bedside table was lit and able to suffice. "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you, sweet thing. I'll be back in a few and make it up to you, hm?" He replied to your tired and needy mumbles, trying to coerce him back into bed, but to no avail. He just finished adjusting his tie as he stared into the mirror before his eyes shifted to your sleepy form, pouting as you realize he wasn't going to come back to bed anytime soon.
"Don't give me that look, you know I'll come right back to you." He said with a cocky smirk on his lips as he made his way over to your side of the bed. You responded with a whine as you reached out to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down to lean over you. You were always so clingy when you were tired, and it always made him not want to leave, despite needing to. He only chuckled, murmuring sweet nothings into your ear before he leaned down to press his lips against your own. You eagerly reciprocated the kiss the best you could in your tired state, a soft moan slipping out from between your lips.
The kiss only lasted a mere second, or several, before he pulled himself away. If it were up to him, he wouldn't go in to work at all. Only in you. "Alright, I'll see you later, babygirl. Are you gonna be awake when I get back?" He said as he got up and headed to the door. You nodded your head and gave him a small "mhm" before allowing yourself to melt into the bed. "You better." He tilted his head towards you with a knowing look, though you were already falling back asleep. You both knew you weren't going to be awake, but he'll be sure to wake you.
When he got to the scene where the incident was reported, he was met with the other officers, getting filled in what had happened before he arrived and while he was on his way; though his thoughts were elsewhere as he only thought of you alone in your warm bed, waiting to be filled with his cock. Luckily the issue hadn't turned into anything major while he was on his way, and was easily resolved only an hour later. Of course he still had to do reports after, which only took up more of his time when he could be making love with you.
It was around two in the morning by the time he got back, which was luckily not too long after he had left. He sighed as he closed the front door to your home, taking off his shoes and placing them to the side before loosening his tie as he walked down the hallway straight to the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he laid his eyes on your sleeping form, but he wasn't bothered in the slightest. He made quick work of ridding himself of his uniform, only his boxers remaining as he sauntered over to your side of the bed.
He leaned over your sleeping form, his lips being laid on any surface of your face, starting from your forehead and going down to your lips. He gently kissed your face as he slowly moved his body over your own, carefully adjusting your frame so you were comfortable on your back. He pecked your lips and the corner of your mouth before pulling away to discard his boxers. His fingers cupped your face before gliding down your body, slipping between your skin and the waistband of your panties where he would slide his digits between your slick folds. He'd never do anything without giving you the proper foreplay, and he enjoyed pleasing you more than anything, so it was never a hassle to him. He slid his middle and ring finger into your clenching hole, before curling them up to hit that spongey spot, earning a whine from you. He looked up to see your reaction, only to see your eyes still closed and your breathing become even once again before he curled his fingers, once again.
Sliding his digits out from your soft walls, he brought them up to his lips to suck them clean before wrapping them around his now painfully hard cock. Using his other hand to slide your panties to the side, he carefully inserted himself inside you before he heard you gasp and your breathing start to get heavier.
"Daichi..." You whimpered, your hand reaching out for him. "I told you I'd be back and make it up to you." He teased, intertwining your fingers together as he leaned down to properly kiss you. You moaned into the kiss, feeling his hips start to thrust. He started slow, but the more heated the kiss became and the more noises that escaped your throat, he wasn't able to hold himself back. His dick slid in and out of you with ease, kissing that spongey spot inside you with ease that earned him more sweet noises from your even sweeter lips.
"Yeah, just like that. You always feel so good, baby." He grunted, pulling away from your lips to bury his face in your neck as he planted his forearms beside your head. His thrusts became stronger, faster, harder. He wanted, no, needed to feel you cum around him, to feel your sweet pussy clench around him, stopping him from pulling away from you. He pulled his hips back until only the tip remained, before slamming his hips back into you. "ngh— fuck!" you cried out as you felt his tip kiss your cervix, your arms wrapping around his back, allowing your nails to dig into the skin. "Cum for me, baby. Make a mess all over my cock." He pressed, removing his face from your neck to look between your bodies where you connected. He could your whines from above, feeling your cunt spasm around him before a white ring formed at the base of his cock as his cum filled you completely. "Fuck, look at that... such a good girl for me, huh?" You whined out a small hum in agreement as he eased his thrusts, slowly going in and out of you to allow you to ride out your high. He looked down at you to watch your reaction, your eyes still closed as a pout formed on your lips. He knew you were still tired, and were basking in the pleasure he was giving you. His lips curved up into a soft smile as he leaned down to give you one last kiss before you completely drifted off.
You always had to have something in your mouth during sex, and Shoei knew that.
He was balls deep inside of you, grunting and groaning as his head tilted back. He leaned his body back so he was sitting on the back of his thighs, pulling your hips up to meet his, creating an arch in your back as your body laid at an angle.
He was pounding into you, eyes on your wet pussy as he watched his dick disappear inside of you, pulling back out only to slam back inside. Your whines were like music to his ears, your eyes shut in ecstasy. All you could feel and focus on was his dick rubbing against your spongey walls.
"Fu-uh-uk, just like that pretty girl. So fucking good for me; this pussy's mine." He groaned, panting as his pace quickened. You were so lost in the moment and in the feeling, you could only respond with moans and whines of soft "mhm"'s. As the sound of slapping became more frequent with less time between each slap, your mouth would open in a silent moan, your eyes opening to glance down at where you were connected, before tilting your head back. That was his que to lean down, taking a hand off of your hip to press his thumb between your lips and onto your tongue, where you would wrap your lips around his finger and gently suck.
"mmhm, you wish it were my cock, don't you?" He said, pressing his thumb down on your tongue as you swirled it around the tip. You nodded as you slightly opened your heavy-lidded eyes, just to look up at him as you sucked on his thumb. "Of course you do, you nasty girl."
You couldn't help but give a tired, fucked out smile at the name, your eyes closing once again. His pace only grew more brutal, making you less able to focus on sucking his thumb like it were his cock, as your lips parted only to let out an almost pornographic moan as he hit your g-spot with his tip. "Fuck, Sho!" He grinned as you called out his name, taking his thumb out of your mouth only to swirl it around one of your hard, perked nipples before lightly pinching the sensitive bud.
His other hand, still gripping your hip, eventually let go as he sat up to plow into you, bringing one of your legs onto his shoulder to get a deeper angle. Of course, your already loud and pretty noises just became more obnoxious. You were bound to wake the neighbors at this point, if you hadn't already. Not that he minded; he wanted everyone to know who you belong to. He was "The King" after all.
He smoothed his hand down the front of your leg, up your thigh before he placed his hand on your pelvis, rubbing your clit with his thumb. He wanted you to cum all over his cock, despite knowing he wouldn't be happy with the mess later on. Despite his big fucking ego, he always wanted you to cum first, and then he would fill you up seconds after.
And that's exactly how it went. Once your pussy started clenching tighter around him to the point where he wasn't able to continue pounding into you, he knew you were close. "Come on, baby, cum all over my cock. You know how I like it." He murmured, pushing you on as he rubbed your clit faster in small circles before applying just a little bit of pressure on the nub. He was still able to grind his cock just a bit deeper, just enough to push you to the end before he thrusted once more inside of you.
"That's it. Fuck, you look so pretty like this." He said, his eyes locked on your cum mixing with his own as he slowly inched his cock out of you, watching your juices leak out between your folds before pooling on the sheets below you. His thumb previously rubbing your clit slipped between your folds, parting your folds to watch his and your cum fall onto the soft fabric out of your clenching hole. All while you were panting, your eyes still shut as you tried to catch your breath and bring yourself down from your high. However it was interrupted once he leaned his body down over your own, pressing his lips against your own before gathering up all of your slick and cum on his middle and ring fingers.
He watched as the liquid covered his fingertips, before bringing them to your lips, letting you suck and lick his fingers until there was no drop left.
Teasing your gamer!boyfriend while he's in the middle of a match!
It's 2 in the morning, he's been trying so hard to be quiet while he plays games, despite the fact that he's been on a losing streak for the past 3 games. You were sleeping on the bed behind him; you were sleeping. But alas, the comms he's been giving to his teammates paired with the occasional loud sigh and groan were bound to wake you up at some point.
You slowly got up off of the bed, careful not to startle him before you were standing directly behind him. Your hands made their way to his shoulders, lightly rubbing them as your lips planted soft kisses on his neck.
"Mmph— baby, please.."
He sighed, acting as if you were interrupting his performance, but his neck was still tilting to the side: He was still allowing it to happen. Your movements didn't stop, if anything they only grew more intimate. Your hands previously on his shoulders smoothed down his chest until one was palming at the bulge in his sweatpants, and the other feeling his stomach.
You heard his breath hitch, followed by a muffled voice coming through his headphones; of course it was his teammate asking what happened. Your boyfriend simply brushed it off, saying it was nothing. A small smile crept on your lips, but alas, your antics didn't cease.
Your hand on his bulge crept their way back up to the waistband of his sweatpants, before taking his dick into your hand. He sighed and tilted his head back, his character completely still on the screen as he moved one hand off of the mouse to hold your wrist, the other merely resting on his keyboard as he tries to keep his composure. Your kisses trailed up from his neck until you reached the side of his head, whispering into his ear.
"They're going to get suspicious if you don't keep playing.."
You spoke, a teasing pout on your lips to, without outright communicating, convince him to drop the game completely. All you got in return was a small side eye, but it was short lived as his eyes shut due to the added pressure you put when your thumb went over his leaking tip.
A soft moan left his lips, before he quickly sat up and turned off the game, making you pause at his quick actions. He turned the chair around to face you, your hands now unfortunately out of his sweatpants, grabbing you by the waist to pull you onto the hard on that was ultimately caused by you. Oops.
You yelped as you felt his bulge press against your soaking pussy through your shorts. The lack of underwear made it easy to feel every ridge through his sweatpants. His lips eagerly met your own, making you moan in response as his hands roamed every part of your body: From your waist, to your back, then down to your ass where he squeezed the flesh before bringing a rough smack! that was followed by a sting.
After making you lose your breath, he finally pulled back after what seemed like forever. His hands reached around your waist to the sides of your shorts where he pulled down the waistband and lifting you up until they were able to be thrown on the floor. He only pulled his waistband down to free his cock, before lifting you up by the waist and plopping your clenching hole directly onto the tip, before slowly pushing in as he lowered you.
You whimpered as you watched the inches disappear inside of you before he bottomed out. Your head found its way on his shoulder, listening to him moan in your ear as he lifted you and moved your hips the way he wanted. After you teased him like that, of course he was going to show you who was really in control. Spoiler alert: it's not you!
Squelching noises that came from his dick sliding in and out of you, paired with the slap, slap, slap from his balls making contact with your ass filled the room as he fucked into you; his hips bucking up each time he pushed you down onto his cock. Moans and whimpers were heard from either of you, along with the occasional smack each time his hand came into comtact with the flesh of your ass.
One hand moved off of your waist to rub at your clit, adding to the stimulation as the other forced you to grind back and forth on his cock. "Y'gonna cum for me? C'mon, I want you to cum on my cock. Such a pretty fucking pussy, so tight too." You whimpered into his shoulder at the obscenity of his praises, though it only added to your arousal as your slick pooled at the base of his dick.
"Baby, 'm gonna cum—"
Your head tilted back as your mouth formed an "o" shape as choked out moans started to spill. You felt as though you saw the light, which you did in a way, but only because you were shutting your eyes too tight.
He moaned at the sight of your body shaking as the liquid started pouring out of you, mixing with his own. Your pussy was clenching so tightly around him he couldn't even pull out. Not that he exactly wanted to anyway. You looked so pretty like this, he wanted the moment to last a bit longer.
"That's it, such a good girl f'me. I love you so much."He murmured as he pressed a kiss to your lips, slowly moving your hips against his own to ride out your high before they stilled. "mm, love you too.. can we go to bed now?" You sighed out, laying your head on his shoulder once more. You didn't even bother moving your muscles as he pulled his sweatpants back up, you knew he'd just move you anyway.
He planted a soft kiss on your forehead before lifting you up off of his lap, one arm under the back of your thighs and the other on your upper back as he carried you to bed.
"aw, you're tired now? And here I was thinking we could go another round. What a shame."
Maybe teasing your gamer!boyfriend while he's in the middle of a match wasn't such a good idea after all. Or maybe it was.
Fiancé!Mitsuya Takashi who holds your hands so gently yet with certainty as he says his vows. His eyes are locked on your own, silently assuring to you that he means every word.
Fiancé!Mitsuya Takashi who pulls you close by a hand on your waist, before colliding his lips against your own. The cheers are deafened as his lips lock with yours, a smile forming on the corners of his mouth as a yelp escapes from your throat once he dips you.
Fiancé!Mitsuya Takashi who lays you down on the hotel bed the night following your wedding. Kissing down your body as he reaches between you and the mattress to untie the corset of your wedding dress.
Fiancé!Mitsuya Takashi who eats you out irritatingly slow. He says he just "likes to take his time worshipping your body", but honestly you think he just does it to tease you, to see how worked up you get. He's sadistic. His tongue sliding in between your pussy lips, collecting all your juices as he glides his tongue up to your clit, flicking the sensitive bud before he moves down to your clenching hole where he plunges his tongue inside and out.
Fiancé!Mitsuya Takashi who cleans up every bit of your cum after he's done fucking you with his tongue. He knows you're tired, he murmurs "you can relax, let me do all the work" against your skin as he kisses his way back up your body until he meets your lips, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips and tongue. It's a mere distraction for his dick to probe at your already sensitive flesh before he pushes inside slowly, letting you get the feel of his dick rubbing against your soft, spongy walls before he pulls his hips back until only his tip is left inside you, before slamming back into you, poking at your cervix.
Fiancé!Mitsuya Takashi who cleans you up and whispers sweet nothings into your ear afterwards, praising you for how good you did, and how you can go to sleep now as he picks you up off the bed, bringing you into the bathroom for a warm, refreshing bath. It's only natural for him to take care of you.
YOUR FIRST TIME with him was so soft, so sweet. It was everything you imagined your first time to be.
You came over just to hang out, play some games, eat some junk food you knew you were most likely going to regret eating later on. But at the moment, it was good as fuck. The tv was bright, showcasing the broken down, yet still elegant building that his character was running and sliding through. It was almost every time that you came over, he was playing or wanted to play Call of Duty. His favorite, of course, being modern warfare 2.
You weren't playing yet, frankly because you thought you sucked at COD; despite his praises and slight guidance whenever he saw that you were messing up a bit. But never once did he scold you, or tell you that you were bad, even jokingly.
Eating the bag of chips he had bought for you for the next time you came over, you were slightly pressed against his side, but not enough to the point where you were almost cuddling him. Your arm pressed against his tense one, the fronts of your thighs pressed against your chest and stomach. He was focused on the game, as were you, but his eyes would land on your relaxed form each time he died. Now and then your eyes would meet, and you'd give him a small smile before lightly pushing him, telling him to focus on the game.
"It's kinda hard to focus with you watching. I've got performance anxiety." He said, somewhat being sarcastic, but he also didn't want to mess up in front of you and somehow fumble. Even though he kinda already was.
"You're gonna lose anyway." You teased, turning your gaze back to the tv where the screen showed bright bold letters saying, 'DEFEAT' before he was sent back to the lobby. You couldn't help but laugh before turning back to him. "What did I say?!"
"You jinxed me!" He said in retaliation, throwing the controller to the side before pushing you against the couch, making you land on your back. "Nuh uh! I just called it!" You said, giggling as he playfully tackled you on the couch, making you push and shove him away, or attempt to at least. It was all fun and giggles before you noticed he stopped and was staring at you.
"What, you mad?" You teased, looking up at him with a mischievous smirk and a certain look in your eyes. "No, but you look really good like this." You couldn't help but scoff and roll your eyes, pushing on his chest to somehow get him to sit up, though he never did. "Ew, don't say things like that." You grumbled, though a teeny tiny smile formed on the corners of your mouth.
"It's true, you don't think so?" He asked, his voice suddenly becoming softer as he moved the bag of chips to the side table without you noticing. You were too focused on his comment, and he knew that. "You're so weird."
"Yeah, but you like it." He said before leaning down, his hands on either side of your head as his lips eventually met yours. Your hands against his chest relaxed as you melted into the kiss, sighing against his lips. He took that as a sign to keep going, and deepened the kiss ever so slightly. He pressed his lips rougher against your own, showing you exactly how much he'd been wanting this as the kiss became more desperate and messy.
Your lips parted ever so slightly to run your tongue between his lips, making him take the hint and part his own to allow your tongue to roam and explore. He whimpered as your tongue battled with his own, feeling your hands slip underneath his shirt, feeling the warm skin underneath. "Fuck, baby. You're gonna drive me crazy."
"Let me drive you crazy." You whispered, pulling away from the kiss to tongue and kiss at his neck, as your hands started to lift his shirt up just above his chest. He sighed as he tilted his neck, giving you room to do whatever you wanted to him. He's been waiting for this for too long, he wasn't going to stop you from doing anything you wanted.
He started to slide his hand over your leg, bringing it up to fit around his waist, before smoothing his hand over your thigh. He started to feel you up, just caressing your thigh before sneaking underneath your shirt, reaching for your shorts. But, you stopped him just before he touched you. "Mm-mm, you've gotta work for it." He whined in response, but a small smile peaked on his lips as he leaned back down to kiss your lips. "I'll do anything for you."
"Mhm, I know." You murmured, almost in a smug way. He pulled away from the kiss to sit up, bringing you up with him, sitting on his lap. He lightly pecked your lips before standing up with your legs around his waist, his hands cupping your ass. He murmured that it was because it was for "better leverage" but you knew better. He's just a pervert; but he's your pervert so you let it slide this time.
He brought you into his bedroom to lay you down on his bed, right in the middle of the mattress before he climbed on top of you. Only a peck was delivered to your lips before he let his hands run over your sides, holding your hips as he scooted down the bed until he was snuggled between your legs.
Kissing over the fabric of your shorts. his nose was pressed between your folds, nosing the flesh as he inhaled your sweet scent. He knew you weren't wearing any panties, and he preferred it that way. As soon as he felt your hips shift against his face, he knew you were getting impatient; the last thing he wanted to do was tease you and possibly edge you. If anything, if he edged you that would be like edging himself; because he got off on your pleasure, and if he denied you of that, he might as well just stop.
Glancing up at you, he saw your head tilted back and your body begin to squirm. Almost immediately, he tilted his head back down, pulling your shorts to the side before allowing his tongue to slip out and run between your folds. A soft moan left your lips as he did, your back arching at the feeling of relief.
"Mmph, tastes so good.. Could eat this pussy all night." He babbled, before gripping your hips and pulling you down the mattress, closer to him, earning a yelp from you. He licked and sucked at your clit, rotating between flicking his tongue and wrapping his lips around the little bud. He paired that with the insertion of two of his digits, slowly pushing them in before pulling them out. The lewd squelch of your wet pussy was like music to his ears, along with the melody of your moans, almost becoming pornographic at that point.
"Baby, fu-uh-ck, 'm gonna cum.." You whined as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of your clenching hole, while his lips and tongue stimulated your clit. It was almost becoming unbearable, causing your hands to push at the top of his head mixed with the gripping of his hair. "Cum for me, c'mon baby, I need it." He begged, his eyes locked on your face as he made you whine and your body spasm. The sweet liquid started oozing out of your hole, forming a white ring around his fingers. He pulled away from your clit to admire the sight. He could feel your legs shaking on either side of him, but he paid no mind as he scooped out the cum onto his fingers, only to have a taste.
He moaned around his own fingers, his tongue swirling around them before releasing them with a pop and bringing them to your own lips, poking his fingers at your lips. "C'mon, baby." Just as you came down from your high, you looked down at his fingers before wrapping your lips around them, sucking and swirling your own tongue around them, cleaning them.
He slowly pulled them out, eliciting another pop sound as his digits were released from between your lips. "Such a good girl; even with such a big attitude." He teased, sitting up to lean over your body and kiss your lips.
Caressing your thigh, he slipped his tongue between your lips, swirling his tongue around yours as he used his other hand to slip off your shorts and shirt and take off his own. He wanted to make sure you were relaxed and ready; he would never want to rush anything, especially since it was both of your first times.
"You ready? It might hurt for a second." He spoke softly, pulling away to watch your face and look for any signs of wanting to stop or if you were uncomfortable. "I'm ready, I know you wouldn't purposely hurt me." A small smile formed on his lips in response, before pecking your lips. Inhaling, he tilted his head down to watch as he lined himself up with you, slowly pushing himself in. He waited until you adjusted before slowly pushing in and out. He started off slow, his face buried in the crook of his neck as he listened to your moans become louder as he gradually started to speed up.
Your pussy squelched each time his dick pushed in and out, soaking the sheets beneath you, as well as his dick. His whimpers and groans mixed with your own as his hips rutted into you, speeding up whenever he felt his lower stomach start to tighten into a coil, before slowing down again.
"Mm, right there! Fuck—" You whined whenever he would speed up, your head tilted back as you squealed. Your nails would dig into his back, hard and deep enough to definitely leave marks, but not enough to physically harm him or draw any blood. If anything you would try and hold him closer, your legs wrapped tight around his waist, pulling his pelvis closer to your own.
His dick, with the little curve at the tip, made it so easy for him to hit and abuse your cervix, making you see the light almost every time. Your walls subconsciously clenched around him every second he was inside of you, only sucking him in further.
His hips sped up as he felt his stomach tighten, and your walls clenching around him slightly more than before. He knew you were about to cum, and he needed you to. He wouldn't let himself cum until you did, which wouldn't take long at all.
Only a few more fast and deep thrusts and you were clenching and spasming around him, before he felt the warm liquid start to flow around his dick. "So good for me, so so good." He murmured, lifting his head to kiss your lips as he slowly pulled his dick out to release on your stomach.
You slipped in and out of consciousness as you felt a warm wash cloth being softly rubbed against your skin, and soft pecks being peppered across your face and chest.
Imagine whoever you want for this one ;3 !!
a/n: happy valentine's day my lovelies ! I hope you enjoyed this little one shot !
KENMA loves eating pussy. He drinks up all your juices like a starved man, his tongue lazily lapping at your flesh between your folds as your fingers in his hair tugged him closer, while also pushing him away.
"oh's" and "ah's" left your lips as his tongue licked a long strip up your slit to your clit where his lips gently wrapped around the flesh, kissing and sucking while his fingers went to satisfy your aching hole. His index and middle finger circled the area around your cunt, teasing you as his tongue quickly flicked against your clit, making your legs around his head squirm and your hips buck— he didn't even try to hold you down.
His fingers started to gently ease their way into your soft, clenching walls, only letting you feel the tips of his fingers before easing them back out. It wasn't until you felt his lips move away from your clit, just for a split second, that you felt his fingers slowly ease inside of you once again, curling his fingers just enough to reach that spongey spot.
"a-ah, Kenma–!"
"mmph.."
His other hand held your thigh open, while the other was slowly plunging in and out of you, occasionally scissoring inside of you to open you up for him. The tip of his tongue easily slid into your tiny hole, settling between his fingers still parted inside of you before he pulled out to flick at your clit while his fingers started to increase in speed, making you squirm and clench your thighs around him.
Your lips fell into an "o" shape as your head tilted down to look at him. He always looked so pretty, but even more so when he was drunk off your pussy: His eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes closed as he merely focused on pleasing you, his hair slightly falling in front of his face. He seemed awfully sweaty, but all you could do in that moment was push his hair out of his face, which only seemed to spur him on.
His lips wrapped around your clit, kissing and sucking before he pulled his fingers out to lap at your cunt between your folds. His fingers held your thighs open, digging into your inner thighs, while his thumbs held your lips open for him. Your thighs and legs were already shaking, your hips bucking up against his face, to which he merely followed the movements with his head. He didn't stop until you were cumming and screaming his name, with your juices dripping down his chin.
MORNING SEX with him was sweet and lazy. He was spooning you, with his chest pressed against your back, his head resting on your shoulder blade as he slid his hand underneath your thigh. Holding your thigh up, your hand slipped between to slide your panties to the side and pull down his boxers enough to let his cock spring free.
His lips gently pressed against your neck, a groan slipping as his cock rubbed in between your folds, gathering your slick that acted as lube so he could easily slip into your clenching hole. It started with slow, lazy thrusts, but eventually turned fast and sloppy. The hand holding your thigh up slid down to circle your clit, giving you just enough pressure to reach that high sensation sooner rather than later, while his arm hooked underneath your thigh to keep it up.
"y'feel so good in the mornin'.. y'know that?"
He murmured, his lips brushing your earlobe. His hand rubbing your clit trailed up along your body until he grabbed your chin, forcefully, yet still gently turning your head to face him. He leaned in to press his lips against your own, while his thrusts slowed ever so slightly. He wouldn't exactly be able to kiss you if you were already busy moaning so sweetly for him.
"feels good, huh?"
He spoke softly against your lips, the corners of his own curling up into a knowing smirk before he kissed you more deeply, taking advantage of the moans that slipped out for him to slip his tongue in. He knew exactly what to do and what to say to make you fall over the edge. With his thrusts once again becoming faster, yet still sloppy as his lips stayed pressed against your own. With a groan from his lips, you could feel him slam his hips harder against your own, before a warm, wet sensation filled you to the brim.
What else could you want as the sun rays began to fill the room, while he was filling you?
OSAMU MIYA, ATSUMU MIYA, Daichi Sawamura, Asahi Azumane, Kuroo Tetsuro, Hanma Shuji, Takashi Mitsuya + any of your favs !!
BIG BEEFY MEN that cover your entire body once they settle on top of you. Not even that. Even if you're straddling him, sitting atop his hips with his big thighs settled between your own, he still towered over you, making you shrink beneath his much bigger frame.
His thick fingers were knuckle deep inside your wet pussy, squelching with each thrust of his fingers. The wet noise mixed with your sweet moans were like music to his ears, like a song that he wanted to replay over and over again, without ever getting tired of listening to it.
"Y'think you can handle a third?" With a nod, he managed to slip his ring finger in, snug inside your walls along with his index and middle finger. He was stretching you so good, without even using his cock. However, nothing could compare to the feeling of his fat length stretching you out and abusing your cervix.
His eyes were on you and your facial expressions, watching your face contort in pleasure, but also watching for any signs of pain or discomfort. His lips were gentle as they trailed down your throat, making way to your breast. His lips almost immediately wrapped around your nipple, his tongue encircling the pebble before he started sucking. As your head tilted down to look at him, you swore you could see a circle of spit around, and on, your nipple as he pulled away, glistening in the moon-lit room while he made himself busy with the other side.
Your head tilted back against the pillow, your body relaxing as he took pleasure in pleasing you. He was being gentle; despite his burly build. Soon enough, his lips continued to trail kisses down your figure, from your sternum to your abdomen, to your lower abdomen, till he was underneath the covers. His lips pressed against your pelvis, his calloused fingers caressing your thighs: up and down, until his arms wrapped around them, pulling you down the mattress and closer to him. Spreading you wide and open, his lips attached to your inner thighs, your left one, then your right one, then right back to your left one again. You could feel the sloppiness in his kisses, most likely already forming a bruise: a hickey— or hickies.
Slowly, yet surely, his kisses increasingly moved closer to your core. Being sprawled out for him, despite him being underneath the covers, was still nonetheless embarrassing, but he seemed to be in heaven. His face gently pressed between your folds, the tip of his nose pressing against your clit, as his tongue was already diving deep into your cunt, replacing his fingers that were once deep inside of you, curling up until they hit that soft, spongy spot that made you see the gates to heaven. You practically met God himself in that moment. Your fingers reached for his head, above the covers, further pushing him against your sopping wet pussy:To which he happily obliged. Groaning into your cunt, his tongue began to thrust in and out, before curling up to once again try and hit that spongy spot.
After a long day at work, all he wanted was to make his baby feel good. It was on his mind the entire day: On the couch, where he'd have you on top of him, straddling him as he guided your hips, making you ride him and bounce on his cock while he told you how pretty you looked, your tits bouncing in tandem with his thrusts, and your hips lifting only to slam back down on his erection. Or you on the bed, laying beneath him as his tip relentlessly kissed your cervix, bruising it in the process as his thrusts became deeper, harder, as your nails dug into his skin, leaving deep red marks on his back: Ones he weren't sure he would be able to hide the next day.
But right now, his tongue was the one fucking you, occasionally slipping out to slide between your folds, sucking, kissing, and licking on your clit, tracing small circles with his tongue. His tongue would slide back down to your clenching, aching hole, teasing it as he traced the entrance, only to slip the tip in. But once he heard a small "please" leave your lips, he shoved his tongue back inside. His arms wrapped around your thighs, with his hands holding the top of them, allowed him to rub small circles on your skin, as if he were comforting you while he continued to eat your pussy like a starved man. Like he didn't eat your pussy every night like it was his dinner before he went to sleep.
When he felt your thighs twitch and tremble beneath his grip, he didn't stop. Of course he didn't. His movements instead increased in speed and pressure, his tongue, as deep inside your cunt as it possibly could be, pulled out to lap at your sweet cunt. Soft sounds of his lips smacking against your wet pussy, his groans mixed with your own, his tongue licking and his lips sucking on your sensitive flesh filled the room. That was until you came with a loud, almost pornographic moan.
Not even then did he stop. He helped you ride out your high, his nose nuzzled against your pelvis as he kissed and sucked on your clit, his tongue gently and now slowly continuing to slide between your lips. Your thighs trapped his head in between them, trembling as you quickly became sensitive due to his relentless ministrations. But once he felt you relax, did he pull finally pull away. His chin wet and glistening with your cum and slick that was currently dripping down from his lips, to which he immediately scooped up with his index finger, collecting the combination of liquids on the tip, only to lick his finger clean.
Daichi Sawamura, Kuroo Tetsuro, Iwaizumi Hajime, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Aran Ojiro, Asahi Azumane, Osamu Miya, + any of your favs !!
When he's too big to the point where he tries to push into you, stretching you until you're at the brink of tears. He's being so sweet and gentle, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, and kissing your sweet lips so softly, trying to distract you from the painful stretch of his thick cock.
"Shh, y're so pretty trying to take my cock. Sweet thing."
Slowly pulling out the inch he managed to fit inside you, his fingers caressing your cheek and wiping your tears away started to trail down your body, using just his fingertips, before those same fingertips disappeared inside your needy cunt. His middle and index finger plunged into you at an agonizingly slow rate, with the occasional curl of his fingertips into that soft, spongey spot inside of you that made you cry out. His fingers alone were big enough to make up for his big dick, except, you knew it would never be the same.
Eventually he would add his index finger in along with the other two, trying to stretch you out as far as he possibly can, without hurting you in any way. Your moans and whines were like music to his ears, and the last thing he wanted was to see you in pain, in any way, shape, or form. Which is why he had to stretch you out.
When he felt you were ready, he slowly slipped his fingers out from your cunt, now clenching around nothing. His fingers, now drenched with your juices, slipped in between your lips, while his eyes remained on you as you sucked and licked them clean, making him groan in response.
"Such a pretty little thing. Y'think y're okay now?"
To which you respond with a nod, as his fingers slip out from between your lips, with a string of saliva connecting your lips to his fingertips. Tilting his head down, his hand wrapped around his girth, slowly guiding it back into your aching pussy as he pushed in inch by inch, until he finally managed to bottom out.
He could feel your nails digging into his back, most definitely leaving long, red marks down his back, but he didn't mind. As long as he was able to make you feel good, you could do whatever you wanted to him.
The impact of his balls slapping against your ass would carry out a clapping sound as his tip kissed your cervix each time he pulls out, only to slam his hips against your own once again. Moans, and grunts from both of your lips would spill out, paired with the clapping sound of skin on skin would fill the rather silent and empty room.
"Can I cum inside? Please, baby, lemme cum inside.."
He practically whined into your shoulder as he thrusted his hips up into your own, his big, bulging biceps caging your body underneath his own as he buried his face in your neck. Of course, who were you to deny him of what he wanted? You couldn't, and he knew that. That's why, when he felt you nod your head and whine a soft "mhm" in response, his hips started to sputter, still thrusting inside of you, until he filled you to the brim with his cum. The warm sensation only made you cum with him.
To the point where it was spilling out of you— which he would soon pull out, and push his, and your, cum back into you with his fingers.
Atsumu Miya, Osamu Miya, Hajime Iwaizumi, Kotaro Bokuto, Asahi Azumane, + any of your favs!
warnings/tags: p in v, oral f!receiving, fingering, pining, servicedom!Chifuyu, porn w little plot, praise, slight perversion, couch sex (ish), dry humping, dirty talk, lowk vanilla sex, slight nipple play, possessiveness ("claiming" mentioned once), cum eating, cream pie, multiple orgasms, slight overstimulation, aftercare
background: you and Chifuyu are childhood friends. After not seeing each other in a couple of weeks due to busy scheduling and no free time, he decided to surprise you by coming over. However, you were in the middle of cooking, and not wanting to burn it by standing and talking to him longer than necessary, you invited him in so you could keep an eye on the food, and continue to cook.
A/N: credits to @angeliicide for the dividers!
"Oh, fuck.." Muttering under his breath, Chifuyu remained behind you as you bent down to check on the chicken currently cooking in the oven, currently struggling to continue stirring the rice in the pot you had previously asked him to do. The moment you had opened your apartment door, not once had his eyes left your figure. Especially not when you turned around to let him in, and allowed him to follow you into the kitchen with that little natural sway of your hips.
Standing straight up once more, you took the wooden spoon from his hands that was used to stir the rice, so you could collect it all into a couple of bowls. One for yourself, and now one for him, your unexpected yet not unwelcome guest. Taking the chicken out of the oven shortly after, you easily cut it up into smaller pieces, seasoning it before putting it alongside the rice.
"Thank you, 'fuyu. My arms were getting tired." You turned your head to give him a sweet, innocent smile. As if you had no idea what you were doing to him. You had to know exactly what you were doing. Bending over in front of him like that? Even if it were for a mere second, it was enough to get his blood pumping in all the wrong right places. "Yeah, 'course." He quickly cleared his throat as he took a small step back, though he was still only inches away from you. He couldn't bring himself to pull away completely.
"We can watch a movie while we eat, if you want. I don't want it to be awkward while we're eating.." You quickly suggested, your eyebrows furrowed while your eyes slowly drifted off away from him as you spoke. However, it was short lived whenever he replied in a heartbeat. "Yeah, no yeah, whatever you want."
God, he'd do absolutely anything for you at that point. It'd been too long since he'd heard your voice, or even be near you for that matter. As soon as you set your path to your couch in the living room, he immediately followed you like a lost puppy. It wouldn't be surprising if he got on his knees for you either.
Sitting down on the couch, he sat down right next to you, and went as far as to grab the nearest blanket and drape it over your laps. He swore it was so you didn't get burnt as you placed the bowl on your lap, before handing him his own. But shortly after you decided on a movie and pressed play, just as you were focused on the scene, while ultimately eating your food, you could feel his hand snake onto your thigh, gently sandwich-ing his hand between your thighs to hold your upper, inner thigh. When you looked over at him to see if he was looking at you, or having any sort of reaction, he just sat there, watching the tv screen with his free hand stuffing his face of rice and chicken.
You narrowed your eyes slightly, but you turned back to the tv anyways. You easily held your bowl up off of your lap, making it easier for you to bring the food up to your mouth, without making a mess. However, without anything putting pressure on your lap and blocking his hand from moving any further, he easily started to bring his hand higher up, his thumb brushing against your pussy through the fabric ever so slightly, before pushing his thumb in between your folds, still over the fabric.
"Chifuyu." You suddenly spoke, your tone firm as you ultimately stopped him from moving. He glanced over at you, eyes wide, yet his eyebrows were furrowed, knowing he'd been caught. But there wasn't an ounce of regret in his gaze. "Hm?" He hummed, pulling his hand away from between your thighs, to instead bring it up and drape his arm around the back of the couch, directly behind you. He was trying to play it cool, but deep down, he was internally freaking out. More so because he just touched you for the first time, and he couldn't shake the feeling of how fucking soaked you were for him: He could feel it through the fabric. "Don't play dumb."
He didn't say anything in response, nor did he really do anything. He just looked down at his bowl on his lap, before glancing back up at the tv: The only source of noise that was slightly filling in the awkward silence. He just really, really wanted to touch you. He's so desperate for you, and it only got worse whenever you two haven't spoken in two weeks.
"I'm sorry." He muttered quietly under his breath. The regret and the shame filled his entire body as his actions dawned on him, his head hung low once more.
"Don't be."
He looked up again, this time his eyes darting to you. When he wasn't looking, you had leaned closer to him, but now that he was looking, you were close enough for you to easily lean in and capture his lips in a soft, but equally passionate kiss.
He gasped as your lips pressed against his own, before a small moan slipped from between them. He easily melted into the kiss as your lips moved in sync with another. His hand came up to hold the back of your head, pulling you closer as your tongue slipped between his lips, encircling his own. However, the kiss was cut off short as he pulled away and moved the bowls of food off of your laps, and onto the coffee table; making room for you to sit on him instead.
He was meticulous with his placement of you on his lap, making it so your clothed pussy was seated right on top of his clothed, aching cock. His hands, gripping your hips, gently squeezed your flesh as he started guiding you to grind down on his cock. A small groan and a whimper escaped from his lips as he felt your soft, wet folds grind down on him, his eyes locked on your pelvis as you moved with slow, graceful movements. "God, you're fucking soaked, feels so good." The friction of your warmth on his clothed cock was just enough to make you feel dizzy. Your sweet moans were loud enough to fill his ears, but not loud enough to fill the room, and it was definitely enough for him to lose his mind. His tip, already leaking of pre-cum, pressed against the fabric of his pants, creating more friction than he could possibly handle.
His name spilled from your lips as he ultimately sped up your movements, your pussy grinding on him harder and faster at that point. Whimpering, you found yourself buried in his shoulder, quieting your moans, only for them to get louder as you felt a knot in your stomach start to form. "Chifuyu, 'm gonna cum.." Your voice was so soft and sweet in his ear, the only thing he dreamed of doing at that moment, was making you cream on his cock, be it clothed or not. "Cum for me, baby. Please, I need it." A whimper escaped as your nails dug into his shoulders, one of your hands laying near your head. Your hips stuttered ever so slightly as you felt your climax near, only for him to grip you harder and tug you back onto his cock. He was desperate, desperate to make you cum.
Whispering sweet nothings in your ear, the friction was almost unbearable, bringing you to your climax with a soft squeal. Nothing could compare to the feeling of your, still clothed, pussy on his equally clothed cock, your folds spread ever so slightly just to deepen the friction you were already receiving. "Feel good?" He quietly murmured into your ear, to which you responded with a nod. The food, long forgotten at that point, was left alone as he got up off the couch, bringing you with him as he placed an arm underneath your ass, holding you up as he brought you into your bedroom.
His lips attached to your own as he walked down the hallway, his free hand rubbing up and down your back before pulling away to open the bedroom door. Closing it behind him, his hand went back to your back as he gently placed you down on the mattress, laying you on your back before he stood up. Watching, your eyes were glued to him as he looked down at you.
His hands made quick work of his tie, only using one of his hands as he took it into his mouth, tugging with the other before it fell to the floor. His other hand quickly unbuttoned his pants, immediately stepping out of them before he crawled onto the bed, hovering above you. Leaning down, he captured your lips in another searing kiss, his lips parting to dart his tongue across your bottom lip, before slipping in once you allowed him access. Groaning into your mouth, he felt your fingers trail down his chest to the shirt he still had on. Just as you had unbuttoned his shirt, he took your hand and gently kissed your knuckles, before placing it on the mattress beside you. He pulled away from the kiss to sit up, only to slip off his shirt and throw it along with the other clothes, before his arm reached behind you to your back, helping you sit up so he could rid you of your own shirt.
With the absence of your bra, he took it upon himself to lean down and kiss down your chest, moving to one of your nipples as his tongue gently encircled your sensitive nub, one of his hands moving to grope and squeeze the unattended one. Your hand reached up to card through his hair as his lips wrapped around your nipple, gently nibbling with his teeth before he pulled away and moved to the other one. The cold air only made your nipples harden and become more sensitive, due to the slight residue of his saliva from his tongue.
Kissing down from your nipple, he moved down the middle of your abdomen, trailing kisses all the way until he got to your lower abdomen. Glancing up at you, his eyes were glossy, dazed with lust and love that had built up over the years. With a simple, small nod, you granted him permission for him to slip off your panties, the ones posing as a barrier between him and your pussy; when all he wanted to do was dive in and stay under for hours on end.
When he pulled your panties down and off from around your ankles, he swore he could feel his mouth watering as he took in the sight between your thighs. Your slick, trickling down your folds to your ass as he gently held your legs up by the back of your thighs. Reaching down, he gently spread your folds using his thumbs, before he dove in.
Bringing your hips closer to him, he held your waist as he tugged you down the mattress, earning a small shriek from your lips. He wasted no time in attaching his lips to your clit, sucking and tracing circles using his tongue to stimulate your sensitive bud. His tongue licked long strips between your labias, tracing the letters of his first and last name on your sweet cunt as if he were claiming you and your pussy. Your hands gripped his hair, tugging him closer to your cunt as your back arched off the mattress. "tastes s'good, baby; so sweet.." He groaned against your pussy as he delve his tongue inside, thrusting his tongue in and out before kissing up to your clit. Suck, lick, kiss. He followed that pattern, focusing on your clit, but occasionally going back down to fuck your sweet cunny with his tongue.
"'fuyu.." He glanced up at you as you moaned out his name, his tongue thrusting in and out of you as he watched your face contort. "I'm right here, just let go." He murmured as he trailed kisses up to your inner thigh, darting his tongue out as he held your leg, holding you close to him. He kissed your skin only for a mere second, before he dove back in, replacing his tongue with his fingers as he rubbed circles along your clit, while continuing to fuck you with his tongue. He was determined to make you cum on his tongue. Rutting his hips against the mattress, he started groaning and whimpering against your pussy, not once stopping as he pulled his lips away to focus on rubbing your clit.
You looked down at him to watch as he worked, only whimpering as you saw him go back to sucking on your clit, his fingers moving down to tease your entrance, before plunging two of them inside. Your lips made a small "o" shape as he curled his fingers inside of you, stimulating your g-spot while he sucked on your clit. Throwing your head back, you attempted to push his head away, but he still didn't stop. Your hips started stuttering and bucking in the air, trying to move away from him relentless mouth, but he moved the hand keeping your legs spread to your lower abdomen, pressing down on it to keep you still.
Chanting his name along with sweet moans and whimpers spilling from your lips, your hand still on top of his head kept attempting to push him away, your thighs on either side of his head clenching, trapping his head in between. "'fuyu, 'ts too much.." All he responded with was a "mm-mm," as he fucked you faster with his fingers, until you let out an almost pornographic moan that made his ears ring. Cum was spilling out of your cunt, making him finally pull away as he groaned at the sight. His fingers, still inside you, gathered up most of your cum and slick before bringing it up to his lips, having a taste before holding his fingers up to your lips. Looking at him, you hesitantly parted your lips, allowing him to gently push his fingers inside, making you lick the sweet yet salty tasting cum off of his fingers. "mm, you're so hot.." He whimpered, gently biting his bottom lip as he watched you suck his fingers.
Wasting no time, he pulled his fingers out to take his dick out, tossing his boxers onto the floor, adding to the pile of clothes. Crawling up between your legs again, he wrapped his fingers around his dick, pumping once, twice, thrice, before aligning himself with your sensitive hole, pushing in so very slowly and as gently as he could. "Tell me if it hurts." He whispered, placing a kiss on your cheek before hanging his head over your shoulder. He wasn't big per se, but what he didn't have, he made up for in length, including the slight curve at the tip. You were breathing heavy in his ear, with the occasional gasp and whimper as he pushed further in, but you made no move to stop him whatsoever. It didn't necessarily hurt, but the stretch was definitely there, and you felt your eyes starting to brim with tears.
Bottoming out, you felt so full, but you knew it wasn't the right time for him to start moving yet, but with his dick just sitting inside of you, it was almost uncomfortable, causing you to start squirming before he started moving. The sound of skin slapping against one another, and moans and groans from both you and Chifuyu filled the rather silent room. His thrusts were slow, gentle, not wanting to hurt you, but too desperate to keep still. His tip kissed your cervix, and occasionally your g-spot as he adjusted his position. "Fu-huh-ck, you're so tight, squeezing me so good.." He groaned into your ear, his thrusts ultimately speeding up as he heard your moans get louder. Your arms wrapped around his neck, only for your hands to be on his back, nails digging into his skin. "Been dreaming of having you like this, your pussy wrapped around me and squeezing like you don't wanna let go." He continued murmuring sweet nothings, babbling as his thrusts continued, slowly increasing the more he felt you squeezing him.
"Lift your hips for me." Doing as he said, you lifted your hips; you weren't in the right state to even have the energy to deny him, not that you were going to anyway. With one of his hands pressing down on your lower stomach, the other reached over to grab one of your pillows, placing it underneath your lower back with the help of you lifting your hips. He was hitting so many different angles, in all of the right places, almost making you squeal everytime he thrusted inside of you. "Wanna make you feel good." He whimpered, pulling one of your legs up over his shoulder as he leaned down, kissing and licking at your neck as if he wasn't already doing enough for your pleasure. He was already close, but he was going to hold out. He needed you to cum before he could even think about cumming himself. "Y'make me feel so good, 'fuyu.." You babbled, your nails leaving red marks on his back, with the possibility of drawing blood with how deep into his back you were digging.
With the new angle, and the constant kissing of your g-spot, it was sooner rather than later that you started shaking, clenching around him as he brought you to your second climax. When he felt you creaming around his cock, clenching around him, shaking and moaning the way you were, he came almost instantly with a loud whimper.
Gently pulling out of you, he kissed your forehead before sitting up, his fingers trailing down to the mix of both yours and his cum leaking out of your clenching hole. Taking the leaking cum in his fingers, he very gently pushed it back inside, listening to the melodic sound of your pussy squelching as he fucked the cum back inside with his fingers. "so good f'me.." He almost moaned at the sight, but held back as to not get himself worked up again. He knew you were tired, with the soft moans and sighs leaving your lips as he continued plunging his fingers inside of you, before ultimately pulling them back out and licking them clean.
Leaning down, he planted a soft peck on your lips before he got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. The last thing you heard and eventually felt before you drifted off to slumber, was the sink faucet running, and the gentle brushing of a warm rag against your sensitive skin.
