Angry sex with Iwa-chan? * hides burning face in hands *
*fans self rapidly* iwa-chan isâŠ.. woo! oh boy! hoo! *fans faster* - Lil
[ oof iâve been feelin some type of way towards Hajime so imma take this one ] -loreli
[ warning! this is very nsfw! just to make sure yâall know! ]
âWhat is your issue?â You slammed the door to Hajimeâs bedroom, trapping the two of you inside together so he couldnât escape this time. âAre you gonna tell me or do you just want to stay pissed until I figure it out?â
Okay, maybe that wasnât the right way to ask what was bothering him. But to be honest, his lack of communication was starting to piss you off too. For an entire year you have been supportive, patient, and so loving it was borderline sickening. You couldnât think of a single thing you could have done to upset him.
Yet here he was, being passive aggressive every chance he had, and testing your patience at every turn.
âAs if you donât know,â he retorted, glaring down his nose at you.
âExcuse me?â
âDonât play dumb,â he stuffed his fists into the pockets of his jeans, âitâs not cute.â
âI swear, I have no idea what your on about,â your arms crossed as you took a step towards him, challenging him with confidence that youâve done nothing wrong.
You stared into his gaze, expecting him to explain himself. His eyebrow twitched in frustration at your ignorance. Taking a deep breath, he sighed through his nose. He paused for a moment, just a moment to see if you would speak up and confess, but you remained still and silent; you waited for him to start talking.
âShittykawa,â
âOikawa? If youâre mad at him, whyâre you taking it out on me-â
âYouâre fucking him,â he shouted, a dangerous rage burning behind his eyes, âarenât you?â
You were absolutely speechless. After all this time, after all youâve done for him, youâve never been unfaithful; you had never even looked at anyone else. You felt a fire of your own begin to burn in your belly, a fire fueled by rage and⊠something else. Something that scared you.
âEver since that party at Kindaichiâs,â his fists clenched tighter within his pockets, âthe two of you seem to be real close now, huh?â
âIf I remember correctly, you ditched me at that party,â you accused, taking a couple more steps closer to him. âYou were so busy messing around with Hanamaki and Matsukawa that it seemed like you forgot I was even there!â
âSo you go behind my back, with my best friend? Thatâs how you get back at me?â He argued in disbelief.
âWe didnât go behind your back, and I didnât try to get revenge!â You explained, âTooru approached me! He saw I was alone and kept me company.â
âSo you two are on a first name basis now?â
âYeah!â You mocked, âwe are! We have a lot in common believe it or not, and I consider him a friend! What? Am I not allowed to have friends now?â
âDepends,â he scowled, âdo you fuck all your friends?â
You started at him in anger. First he doesnât trust you, now heâs just downright disrespectful.
âWhat if I do Hajime?â You threw up your arms in anger, âItâs not like youâd believe me anyway! Because apparently Iâm soooo untrustworthy!â
Now you were hurt. Did he really think that lowly of you? You could feel your stomach twist and turn in knots, like he physically hurt you with his words. But the way he stared at you with such an intimidating glint in his eye made heat go straight between your legs. What was this? Why was your body reacting this way? Iwaizumi Hajime was an attractive man, but when he just oozes jealousy and looks at you like you belong to him, he was like a god amongst men; all power with no remorse.
And it was dangerously hot.
âWhat?â You decided to push a little further, see what you could make him do. No matter how obssesive or enraged he felt, you knew who he was; Hajime would never hurt you.
You stepped closer to him, invading his personal space, and bringing your lips threateningly close to his. You smirked when his glare didnât falter.
âAre you afraid?â You whispered against his lips, âAfraid Oikawa could fuck me better than you can?â
He gritted his teeth. Your jab at his ego had certainly hit a soft spot somewhere. You made a mental note to apologize to him later, after all this is over. But for now, you wanted him to sizzle.
You smirked, your lips mere inches apart from his.
âWhatâre you gonna do about it?â You prodded.
Something in Iwaizumi snapped. His hands shot out of his pockets at once, one balling a fist into your hair and the other reaching down and grabbing your ass to pull your body violently against his. He smashed his lips to yours, immediately dominating your mouth with his tongue without giving you a second to even realize what was going on. You could feel his already hard erection press into your lower stomach.
So he was feeling the same thing? Huh, mentally noted.
You quickly grasped at the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head, desperate to get him naked as quickly as possible. His hands, letting go of you for only a second, were immediately back on you, grabbing your ass and pulling you to him so fiercely, it knocked the wind out of your lungs. Your fingers fumbled with the buttons on your shirt, your hands shaking too much in anticipation for you to get the buttons undone.
Hajime growled under his breath, bringing his hands to the front of your shirt and ripping it wide open. The buttons rained down onto the hardwood, scattering across the room and under the furniture.
If you werenât turned on before, you certainly were now.
He pulled the shirt off your shoulders and threw it to the floor. Your hands reached for the waistband of his jeans, pulling him back to you by his hips as you hastily undid his belt. He snaked his hand around the back of your neck to force your mouth back to his in a starving kiss. It was a kiss only by definition. It felt more like he was trying to devour you, to consume all of you until there was nothing left for anyone else to steal.
He shoved you back roughly, the mattress cushioning your fall as you scrambled onto your knees, you lips craving his abuse once more. But he didnât grant you with what you wanted, he just glared down at you; lips swollen and breathless. You felt small under his gaze but fuck if that didnât make you even more hot and bothered.
Your hands returned to his belt, frantically trying to get it open and off as quickly as you could. You didnât break eye contact as you undid the button of his jeans and pulled down his zipper. You reached your fingers past the hem of his jeans to palm at his stiff erection through his boxers. He grasped your wrist roughly, squeezed enough to make it hurt, and threw your hand to the side. He shoved you down against the mattress again, your back bouncing off of the cushioned surface.
You watched as he roughly pulled off your jeans and underwear, throwing them down onto the floor with the rest of the discarded clothing. He looked over your body with the hungriest eyes you have ever seen, knowing he was about take you in anyway he wanted.
Because he could.
Because you were his.
Because you were not Oikawaâs
He grasped your waist and pulled it to the edge of the bed to meet his hips, his hands finding the back of your knees to spread your legs nice and wide for him.
Before you knew it, he began thrusting two fingers inside of you, not giving you time to adjust or prepare yourself; he was claiming what belonged to him. He leaned over your body, burying his head into your neck so he could speak directly into your ear, making sure you heard him.
âYou think Iâm afraid of Oikawa?â His words felt rough in your ear, the heat of his breath tickling your sensitive skin, you couldnât help a moan that escaped your lips as his fingers slammed deep inside of you at an unrelenting pace. The palm of his hand smacked against your skin each time he buried knuckle deep inside of you. âYou think Oikawa could ever fuck you like I can? Like I am?â
All you could do was claw at his back and pathetically moan in response, the incredible friction his fingers were creating was forcing your orgasm to rapidly approach.
He removed his fingers from your abused entrance right before threatening your hole with the hot tip of his cock. He growled in your ear right before he roughly grabbed your hips and slammed his dick so deep inside of you; you couldnât breathe. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you felt your walls all but tear at his sheer force. Your body jerked as he rolled his hips, thrusting into you with the same speed and ferocity as his fingers.
Your breaths came out in broken moans and pleas as you desperately pulled his body closer to yours, wrapping your legs around his waist as he pounded into you.
âYou think anyone else could make you feel like this?â
You shook your head, your throat pre occupied with trying not to scream.
âWhat was that? I canât hear you.â
He leaned back, removing himself from your body except for his hips and his unrelenting thrusts. He looked down at you, seeing the absolute mess he could make of you, and how easily he could do so. Your lips moved as you tried to speak, but no coherent words made it past your lips. Your mind was clouded, all you could think, feel, hear and see was Hajime.
A hard smack to your outer thigh brought you back to reality for a moment as you yelped from the pain.
âNo!â You shouted, ân-no one can ff-fuck me like you!â
âSay my name,â he demanded through gritted teeth.
âHa-hajime!â You moaned.
âTurn around,â he ordered, pulling out of you entirely, ânow.â
Finally able to breathe again, you crawled back on to the bed, propping yourself up on your wobbly knees for Iwaizumi. Any part of you that wanted to egg him on and tease him was long dead, gone and buried. Your mind was turned to mush as your body quivered in anticipation as Hajime joined you on the bed.
His hand smacked down hard on your ass, the loud slap echoed through his room along with your scream. He then lined himself up once again and continued at his pace that he had set before; fast, hard, and unforgiving.
âSay my name,â he commanded, âlet everyone know who fucks you this good.â
âHajime!â You shouted.
âIs that all you fucking got?â He harshly smacked your ass again, your skin starting to feel tingly and hot from the abuse, âYou were yelling at me a lot louder a minute ago.â
âHajime!!â You scream, your throat becoming hoarse from the strain.
âF-fuck,â you somehow heard him curse softly behind you as his speed began to increase. He reached his hand around the front of your body to stroke you quickly, forcing you to your orgasm and squeeze his cock as he buried his release deep inside of you.
And in what felt like an instant, it was over.
Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath. Your face buried into the pillows, your knees buckled underneath you. Hajime removed himself from your body and pushed your hips to the side, tipping them off balance so you could lay down properly on the bed. He laid down next to you, just as breathless as you were.
âIâm sorry,â you were the first to speak, âIâm sorry if I ever made you feel like you had to compete for me.â You looked up as you rolled over to face him, âyouâve already got me, no one could take me away from you.â You smiled at him, âespecially Oikawa.â
He snaked his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer to his side. He cupped your cheek with his free hand, bringing his lips down to lovingly kiss your forehead.
âIâm sorry I overreacted,â he admitted, âI have no reason not to trust you. I promise to work on that.â
You snuggled into his shoulder, feeling the fatigue of your previous activities catching up to you.
âIâm gonna be honest though,â you continued, âcan we fight more often?â












