idk what your rules are but can i get iwaizumi and his ex getting stuck in a storage closet and neither has been in a new relationship since the breakup so their tension is pretty high or what not. ugh idk what direction it would go but you're open to add suggestive nsfw contention ... idk im in the mood for spicy tension <3
yes ofc, this is perfect. iwaizumi has been on my mind lately and i just can’t get him out ugh
warnings: college au, usage of pet names, choking, cockwarming (?), storage closet, sir kink, breeding kink if you squint
“oh f-fuck wait, hajime,” you said as the glistening man fucked into you, hard and unforgiving.
“wait? don’t think i can do that hun, now be a good girl and loosen up for me” he gripped your thigh while his other hand lightly sat on your lower back.
the two of you were in a closet. a closet that not too long ago the both of you were locked into, by mistake you’d like assume. but it didn’t look like any “mistake” by any means, seeing that you’ve been stuck in a closet for so long. it definitely wasn’t a mistake.
god were you hot n bothered.....especially trapped in a room—storage closet—with your ex. your only (since highschool) relationship and your latest relationship.
crazy how things can escalate so fast; now you’re stuck in a storage unit getting the best dick of your life from your ex, sobbing and praising him for how good he feels inside of you.
“oh y/n, you’re doing so great sweetie, just like that” your walls squeezed down on him, signaling you were about to cum, but he slowed his pace making you groan in frustration.
“you asshole, why would you-“ iwaizumi grabbed your chin and leaned close to your ear. gently responding with, “because...we just got started, that would ruin all the fun, wouldn’t it hun? and how about you answer when i’m talking to you sweetie?”
his hand lowered onto your throat to restrict your breathing. you managed to croak out a weak, “yes sir,” in response to his comment.
the pace was picked up after complying, giving you a rush of pleasure. his hand still on your throat keeping you in place as he fucked into you from the back.
crammed in such a humid, small place got your adrenaline pumping. and the slight thought of getting caught made your toes curl in excitement.
“such a good girl- fucking hell” his hips stammered and his hand tightened around your neck and pace faltered, he was close. your vision was foggy and all you let out were desperate whines as your hand clawed at his wrist.
iwaizumi finally came, going limp against your back. his hands stilled on your hips, rubbing soft circles into them.
you were the first to break the silence after you guys caught your breath. “i’m starting to think you really did miss me” he made a ‘tsk’ sound but kissed the back of your neck and nuzzled into it, only admitting to his defeat.
heads darting to the door, a light had cracked through. one of iwaizumi’s fellow colleagues—being the curious fucker he was—opened the storage unit only to reveal the two of you pressed together. sweaty and murmuring faint ‘sorrys’ and ‘i love yous’ back and forth.
iwaizumi furrowed his eyebrows and the student ran away, forgetting what he had saw. the both of you giggled and began cleaning up, wiping away the cum that was spilt onto the floor.
before leaving iwaizumi turned around to look at you. “does this mean we’re....?” with one eyebrow raised he pointed his finger back and forth at the two of you.
you laughed, nodding your head. he turned a dark shade of red, and stifled out an, “oh”
“now get moving, i’m sure we’ve missed lord knows how many classes”
first full oneshot/story whatever tf this is, but plz leave request i would love to write anything anyone has in mind. and i also would love love love to write specifically for a black reader, as i am one myself
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