See you make that kageyama korai one, top ushiwaka with a reader that plays pro volleyball?? (Reader is in division 1 too)
sure thing!!!!!!! i had lots of fun writing this, hope you enjoy it!
𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒕 (𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒂 𝒙 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)
warning: this is a +18 fic. dni if youre under 18. contains blowjobs, rimming and creampies.
“Whoever wins gets to top”
Wakatoshi looked at you funny, like he didn’t understand what the point of this was. Your enthusiastic smile wore off, and confusion worked into your face. “What’s wrong with the bet?” You whined, flapping your arms down.
“It will not change things, I always fuck yo-” “TOO MUCH INFO!” you shouted to him, remembering that you were still very much near the stadium’s lobby, where people could hear you.
“As I said, it will not change things” He stated as fact, knowing with 100% certainty that his team was going to win.
“If you’re implying that my team sucks, just wait to see us in the court” You beamed with confidence, trying to rile him up into accepting.
“But your receiving skills are still sub par of Hinata’s or Sakusa’s” He just wasn’t budging in! “If you were practicing more receives instead of your unnecessary setting skills maybe I wouldn’t judge you that much”
Now he was bugging you, calling your setting skills “unnecessary”? Who did he think he was? The best opposite of all Japan?
“If my setting skills gets my team to win then I top!”
“If you’re that confident, then okay then”
He budged in! Finally Wakatoshi would have a reason to not back down on him nor his team!
“But still that wouldn’t change thi-” “I GET IT!”
-
It didn’t change things
You lost 1-2
The last set being 19-25. This was embarrassing.
-
His knee knead in circles your crotch, fingers removing your coat and caressing your skin. Every subtle touch send jolts through your body, crumbling your mind little and little by the second. This sequence of movements were the ones Wakatoshi knew would calm you, since you were pretty angry since your team’s loss.
Either you were growing impatient or horny, since your hands began rummaging his clothed cock, feeling every crevice that his pants covered between your fingers. That shape was well known by you, so well known that you began to press and caress over the places you knew was the weakest for your hunk of a boyfriend.
Being together for almost ten years meant that you guys had the other’s mannerisms and barely noticeable quirks memorized like it was second nature. Like how he grabbed ever so tightly into your waist when he grew desperate, or how your knees buckled, having your face in front of his crotch.
Your teeth grabbed the pants’ zipper, and slowly brought it down, before also undoing the button that held it. In a swift movement, you brought down his pants and underwear, letting his semi hard cock free.
Your tongue peeked out of your mouth, gently licking the bigger man’s cock. His cock was huge, really like no other. Despite being at half mast, his length still surpassed 7 inches in longitude. Your wet muscle began to swipe around his cockhead, stimulating him further into growing bigger.
After a few moments, his cock finally stood up proud, 9 inches of pure bliss and pleasure waiting for your embrace. You began to push his length into your mouth, making way into the top of your throat. Your heat covered all of his cock, the wet feeling driving him crazy every ticking moment.
You began to bob your head in and out him, moving slowly and trying to adjust to his size. Despite being together for so long, you still didn’t get used to his massive size in your mouth. You gagged and pushed back a little, his tip resting again in your tongue. Again, you began to swirl around the organ, tasting all the precum that was oozing out of him.
Wakatoshi was growing impatient, feeling how you pleasured his cock but not enough for him to be satisfied. You pulled out his cock to have a moment to breathe, but after lining again into his penis, he grabbed your head by the sides and shoved his cock all the way down your throat.
You choked at the sudden movement, feeling how he stretched out your mouth big. His hips began to rock back and forth into you, facefucking you deep and hard, his balls slapping in your chin and your nose digging deep into his olive pubes.
All you could do was take his big cock in your mouth, feeling the stretch and the taste of his precum in your mouth, smearing around your lips and his cock. He pulled out to let you breathe. He saw how his dick had a shiny coating from your spit and his precum mixing in your mouth, and your lips also shiny from the same thing. Somehow, this made him even harder and began to fuck your face again at an insane pace.
A few moments and the thought of your face ruined was necessary for him to cum. His seed overflwe your mouth, pulling out again and cumming in your pretty face.
“We’re not done honey” was all he said, your head spinning from the pleasure.
“Yes… daddy…”
-
Your knees dug into the mattress, hands grabbing into the sheets below you. Wakatoshi licked your hole before pushing his tongue in. Your body shuddered at the pleasure, feeling almost like in heaven from the pleasure.
His muscle began to work his way, opening up your entrance before passing somewhere that made you whine. When he noticed that place, he began to repeatedly shove in that place, earning your whines and cries. Your nipples were rubbing in the mattress, intensifying the ecstasy you were feeling.
Suddenly, you felt something grab your cock, before it started stroking it. This was your final straw. Your brain had turn into mush, not registering anything but your own pleasure, moaning and whining like a bitch.
“Wa-ka-to-shiiiiii~” He knew that you loved it like that, abusing all of your sensitive spots to make you a pure mess of moans and cum. Speaking of cum, his hand was now covered in your release, which was usually a sign that you were ready for the main course.
Your hole shuddered at the sudden emptiness, clenching around thin air like it did for his tongue. You rocked your hips back at him, trying to tell him that you needed something inside.
And something inside you got.
Your anus began to stretch as he lined up his massive cock, your muscles enveloping every inch of his manliness. This was too much for you, still didn’t get used to the feeling of that man opening you up for his pleasure.
With your eyes rolled back and tongue peeking out, you were now out of your mind for him. He slowly continued pushing into you, grabbing your hips for stability. When he finally bottomed out, you could feel his tip past your prostate. This was going to be lots of fun. He let you breathe for a little while before starting to move.
And oh god.
Fucking hell
The way his dick moved inside you, how the tip pressed against and beyond your prostate every thrust and how his veins were shaping your insides was in such intensity you lost all self control. Your moans and whines became louder and louder by the second, tightening up around him and enjoying how he was fucking you.
He started at a slow but reassuring pace, but the way you were twitching and screaming because of his cock made him also lose control fairly quickly. The grip on your hips tightened, and his thrusts began picking up speed little by little.
You could feel how his dick was entering you faster and faster by the second, pushing all thoughts out of your mind. Your hands were grasping and grabbing in the bed sheets, scrambling anything into externalizing how good you were feeling.
His grunts were low but plentiful, letting deep sounds when he penetrated you. His hand reached out to be besides your head, one grabbing your hand, his head near yours. This gave you first seats to his guttural and primal sounds.
This was the final straw for you again. Cum splattered on the fabric below you, staining it even further. Your entrance tightened too, making Wakatoshi fly closer and closer to ecstasy even more.
Soon, he was ramming his hips deep into you, drilling your insides like he was digging for gold. “Nnnghh~~ baby~…” He whispered in your ears, tongue dangerously close to your ear. “You’re… tight…”
“It’s- your fault- AAH!” you retorted back before he pushed in just the way it made you see stars. “Your dick’s too big…”
His thrusts were now sloppy and unforgiving, trying to chase his orgasm. All you could do was tear up and continue to be used.
One, two and three powerful thrusts were the last score of Wakatoshi, finally releasing into you. Your insides flooded with his seed, filling to the brim with the hot liquid. This made you moan in such a high pitch that you didn’t even know you could do.
When he pulled out, his cum began flowing out of your stretched out anus, flowing towards your balls before dripping into the bed sheets.
a tank top is the sluttiest thing a man can wear imo. just being a peek away from the nipples & arms fully exposed gives it a vibe that i think no other clothing piece can compare to.
Plot: Your husband takes care of you while you're ill, in more ways than one (Fluff & Smut)
Featuring: Top!Ukai x Bottom!Reader
Warnings: Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI
"Why d'you think coach left halfway through practice?" Shoyo looked up at Daichi as he questioned the taller man
"Not a clue... but he looked real worried, and he left in a hurry, I guess" Daichi responds, a quizzical look on his face
"Are you on about coach Ukai? Kiyoko told me that he had to leave to be with his husband. She was with him when he got the text that his husband was sent home with a fever" Yaichi says with a small smile as she makes her way into the conversation
"Really?? How bad is it?" Daichi says
"Really?? HUSBAND??" Shoyo says unanimously
"What? You didn't know? Coach never shuts up about 'the love of his life'" daichi says in a funny voice, mocking Keishin
The highschoolers laugh about at their conversation - in contrast to their coach, who had just arrived home in a slightly worried state
The disheveled blonde barely took the time to remove his shoes, kicking them off in random directions as he darts towards your shared bedroom
He finds you in bed, completely covered in blankets and still shivering while visibly sweating and bright red
"Oh babe... you should of just told me you weren't feeling too good" Keishin coos at you, feeling bad that he let you go to work - you'd even packed his lunch for him
"Nggghh... I didn't feel this bad this morning though..." you whine, visibly uncomfortable from your cold
Ukai continues to baby you as he sets out on his plan of action
You'd think the man was running the navy at how seriously he was taking his caring for you
The muscular, older man had opened a window slightly to air the room out, brought you cold, wet towels, gently placing them on your forehead as he stroked your face lovingly
Ukai brewed you a quick soup and kneeled down next to you in bed, sitting you up slightly and feeding you the warm liquid
It was moments like these that reminded you of the many reasons you loved your husband to death and back
Ukai was so caring, he didn't mind looking after you, he even enjoyed it
You could see it in the blonde's eyes, the love and compassion he felt strongly for you - He's such a cute hunk of a man
After spending most of the afternoon looking after you, Ukai finally took a little break, changing out of his work clothes into a tank and some grey sweatpants
But just as he sat down for a quick second, Keishin heard you calling for him
However, he could tell from the tone of your voice that you weren't calling him due to your cold...
And his suspicions got confirmed once Ukai caressed your cheek asking "what's up, baby?" - and you responded by biting your lip and looking up at your husband with a look he knows all to well, grabbing his arm gently with your boiling hand
It makes sense for you to be horny in this moment, work stress and the cold coming onto you had made you not want to engage in sex with Ukai
Now that you had a moment to relax, that pent up sexual frustration had caught up to you...
"Heh... baby you can barely stand up, we're not fuckin'" Keishin chuckles at you, pouting slightly
"Ughh pleassseeeee~ Keishin I need you... I need your big dick in me right now! I wanna feel you~" you practically beg your husband to fuck your guts up
And Keishin can only deny the best feeling he's ever felt (fucking you to high heaven) so much
And whats even better is that because of Ukai's caring nature, the blonde won't allow you to put in any effort due to your fever
Hey, you're not complaining!
In a matter of seconds, your clothes are discarded to the floor along with your muscular husband's tank top - his muscles on full display for your hazy, tired eyes to oggle at
You lie on the bed, breathing slightly heavily as your body is slightly flushed and sweating - Ukai touching you as gently as he can as he bends down over you and goes in to kiss you
You sum up all of your strength and effort you have left for the day to block your mouth before Ukai can kiss you
The now horny man moves away and gives you a confused look
"You shouldn't kiss me, I'll get you sick..." you say with a sad smile, moving your hand to your husband's broad shoulder and toned chest
Ukai smiles sadly and chuckles, moving his mouth to your boiling body instead
"Doesn't mean I can't kiss your sexy body~" Keishin mumbles, making you chuckle as the sensation of your husband's lips on your overly sensitive body (due to your cold) makes your dick go rock solid instantly
Ukai's lips somehow feel cold on your body - the heat of your body fucking up your sense of temperature
By the time the blonde had reached you desperate dick, Ukai's fingers were already covered in his spit and prodding at your hole
Your lazy moans bounced around the room as Ukai licked and sucked your cock as he fingered your hole - his long, masculine digits pushing against your prostate with every move
"Shit babe, your ass is fuckin' warm, my fingers are melting~" Ukai mumbles against your dick, grinding his own against the bed - excited by the thought of getting his dick inside of your oven of an asshole
After what felt like hours, Keishin finally removes his fingers from your now loosened up entrance
Resisting the urge to kiss you, Ukai instead kisses your forehead and then gives you a warm smile as he moves one of your legs onto his strong shoulder
You take a deep breath as you wait for Ukai to start pushing in
Your moans increased tenfold, your cold making you much more sensitive - Ukai's moans joined yours, your hole tightening around his thick cock making your husband feel euphoric
Once Ukai had bottomed out, the man hovered over you, letting out a shaky sigh as his muscular arms held him up - positioned on either side of your head
"F-fuck babe...! You're boiling my dick like a 7-11 hotdog! Heh heh..."
Your fever was really serving a purpose in this moment, the heat of your tight walls already pushing Ukai near the edge of his orgasm
With Ukai breathing heavily above you, waiting for you to adjust to him as he tries his hardest not to cum
After a couple of moments, you weakly bring your hot arms around your husband's muscular neck and shoulders
"Haaa... can you start moving? Please, Keishin?~" you plead, squirming around under your husband from the uncomfortable fever and also your horny desperation
Ukai chuckles from above you, mumbling a curse word as he starts to gyrate his hips
The blonde's muscular body was starting to sweat, completely covering you, his groans and moans echoing in the room as his body rocked against yours
You joined Keishin in a harmony of moans, whines spewing out of your mouth from Ukai's veiny, long dick pounding into your prostate - rubbing his cock against your gummy walls, stimulating you both to the brink of orgasm
As Ukai keeps his thrusts going at a steady pace, one slightly slower than usual to make room for your weaker state
"Fuuuuck baby~ So good fa' me... So fuckin' warm" Keishin moans above you, moving his head down to the crook of your neck and kissing and biting at it
You lazily move your hips in tempo with Ukai's, eagerly anticipating the orgasm you so desperately crave for
As your husband's sweat makes his blonde hair stick to his forehead, his pace starts to become uneven - his rhythm disrupted by the oncoming pleasure of his incoming climax
Your moans of Keishin's name increased in volume gradually until your voice came to a halt - unable to resort to anything else, you just silent scream in pleasure
Ukai's hips come to a halt, his heavy balls slapping against your plush ass, his fat cock buried inside of you - stuffing your ass fully
"GAHH! Fuuuuuck, [Name]... shit, babe!" Ukai moans loudly from above you, filling your hole with his thick cum
As Keishin stuffs your guts with his seed, your own dick spasms and spurts out long strings of white cum up your body and even covering Keishin's abs
Your muscles tense to such an overstimulating extent due to your cold, your moans start to fall of deaf ears as you writhe and whine and moan is immense pleasure
After getting yourselves together, Ukai and you stay in your previous positions, recuperating your breaths as you relax your muscles
Keishin chuckles and pats your cheek, snapping you out of your little come down
"Heh... thanks, pretty boy - I needed that" Ukai says with a soft smile
" Hmhm... yeah... I did too, thanks, sexy~" you chuckle, your voice nasaly from your cold
As Ukai carries you bridal style to the tub, he kisses your head, taking in the scent that he dreams about
After washing up together and getting into a pair of fresh clothes, Ukai sets you on the couch in front of the TV as he changes your sheets - the linen currently stained with your sweat and both yours and Ukai's cum
The rest of the day was spent cuddling, Keishin taking care of your every need - which, of course, meant taking care of any sexual needs that reared their beautiful heads
sypnosis: you and ushijima are fuck buddies. he comes to you to let off steam and vice versa. you suddenly confront him and tell him that you want to end things with him and he fucks that idea out of you.
𝅄 ༊࿐⠀ִ⠀ i am ashamed to say that this was inspired by a scenario with an ushijima bot i had in ca.i except i took the route that contained more angry sex
CONTENT WARNING ! — ushijima wakatoshi x m!reader (both are in 3rd yr of college) cockwarming, manhandling, aggressive/angry sex, semi-public sex, mirror sex, hair gripping, ooc, reader and ushi have a heart-to-heart session while ushi jr. is drowning in reader's ass. minors do not interact.
wc— 2.2k
"Whha—hng!" You clench your teeth as his dick knocks on the entrance of your stomach, forcibly trying to pop its head in the tiny opening for him to be able to fill you up with his seed in the literal way. "Slow dow—ushi!"
You could do nothing but whine, ass swallowing his cock in its full glory. You can't even move an inch, even if you flinch. He's got you elevated in this position; strong arms hooked under your knees, hands gripping your head that's forcibly making you stare at the way his dick was undoubtedly pounding your poor ass, your legs just stupidly swinging up and down along with your still hard, bite-sized, penis.
He was manhandling you in a way he knows you love.
You were someone who loved a good dicking down every now and often. You loved the feeling of going dumb, body aching with pleasure and your brain a mess, unable to think of anything but just cock. Outside that, though, you were a smart, quick-witted guy who excelled in everything academic related.
So with all the stress piling up due to the upcoming finals, you found yourself in search of dick to cool your jets and to not overload your brain with pressure. Of course, you'd have never expected to find someone like him and be in this kind of relationship with the heart of this university's volleyball star; Ushijima Wakatoshi.
You guess it probably was the alcohol you downed three bottles of during that one senior party that influenced the slut in you to make a move on the famously stoic individual you've ever met. I mean, have you seen the guy? He was every woman's wet dream! Including yours, too. Though, you were never truly expecting anything to happen with all your drunkenly spew you called "flirting." You were wholeheartedly expecting a nonchalant response from him, not a body left with bruises and hickies paired with a gaping hole when you woke up in an extravagant motel room.
You've never left him alone since.
How you managed to convince him to use you as an outlet to release his own stress and basically become his personal cumdump was beyond you. It was a story to tell your nephews and aunties in the near future because fucking a hunk; a volleyball dude; was the first for your entire lineage. For now, you were getting fucked like you were nothing but a breathing fleshlight.
"Fffhuu—hgkk!" Ushijima purposely sent a particularly harsh thrust in your ass. His dick was pressed against your prostate, and by gods, did it feel so deliciously painful. Your hands fumbled about, scratching his firm muscle that was hooked beneath your knees from the mind-numbing pleasure. Your face, contorted in pleasure, reflected on the abandoned bathroom mirror of the uni building you both attend in. Your soft, pink tongue peeked out of your mouth, the upper half of it resting on your teeth as thick globs of tears dripped down your starry eyes. The tears contributed to the shine in them. "Uhg—Ushii—!"
"Plea—hngg" Gulping down the spit before you start choking from being unable to breathe, you throw your head back on his shoulder blades as he slowly grinds his cock against your spot. "S—Slow down for a moment—god... Why're you so suddenly—?"
Ushijima, this fucking dickwad (questionable), didn't even let you finish your complaint before continuing his pace. You can't even look at him through the mirror because your body feels so putty, and you're fighting the urge to roll your eyes at the back of your skull. You don't have the strength to raise your head nor grind back on his cock to tease him. The only thing you can do now is grip on his hand, keen, cry, and be used. In any other time, you would have loved this kind of sex, especially because Ushijima was a bit of a freak himself behind that picture of nonchalance.
But like—aren't you supposed to be breaking off this arrangement in the first place...?
"Angh!" You cried out as your dick spurted clear cum. Ushijima sank his teeth on the slope of your neck. He littered soft kisses all over it all the while destroying your insides. He sucked and nipped on the teeth marks he left, sighing when he felt you clench weakly around him. "Hhhng... Seriously..." Sobbing, you can feel him chuckle on your skin. He wasn't even sorry for you. This bastard...
"Wh—What is wrong with you...?" Taking all the remaining strength you have left, you raise your head to look at him through the mirror. "I already missed my 4th lesson because of you. Wh-What the hell is your deal...?!"
"..." Ushijima didn't say anything. Though, when he directly looked at you with a heavy gaze, you felt your heart jump (and ass clench).
"What? D-Don't look at me like that!" You scream in embarrassment, closing your eyes to save yourself from the shame of seeing Ushijima slut you out in the middle of lecture hours. You don't want to have to suck off your professor just to save you from his unfair grading of your marks again. You remember having to skip dinner from the appalling stink that left a bad taste of his unwashed, uncut, dick on your mouth. Ugh. "Are you upset that I said that I didn't want to have sex with you anymore?! Is my bussy that good?!"
Of course, you just had to crack such a hilarious joke when his dick is still perched snuggly inside your ass. You can't even be rewarded with the embarrassment from committing such an atrocious crime cause his dick was pulsing inside you. You can feel it throbbing, feel every length and ridge of its veins. No other dick can ever compare to this guy's, and it's the reality you've come to terms with.
While you were busy shaking—with your ass gobbling his cock like it was the last supper—you failed to notice the stare that Ushijima had been shooting you darkened even more. You could feel his fingertips scrape against your skull when he curled his fingers to grip your hair in his hands, tilting your head so that you could fully face the mirror in front of you.
"[Name]." The tone in his voice made you curl your toes, dick squirting pre. You came so much that it was beginning to sting. "... Open your eyes."
Well, shit. If he's asking like that, you might just sign off your freedom of choice to this guy. You slowly crack your eyes open, eyesight getting trippy from all the harsh movements of before and from clenching your eyes shut. Once you adjust, you look into the mirror. No, you look into Ushijima.
You cum.
In relflex, your legs buck themselves and try to close, but with Ushijima's firm arms locking them in place, spread eagle style, you don't get to save yourself from the shame of squirting from the intensity of his gaze bore into you. You weren't even allowed to look at your squirting dick when the strands of your hair were being gripped by the hands of someone who passionately spank balls. His amber eyes spoke more languages than humans could not fathom. Hell, you think that it might be speaking to you in ceasar cipher.
In short, he looked fucking annoyed. Frustraded, perchance. Moreover, he has this look on his face whenever his team was at a disadvantage or when he was playing a losing game.
Ushijima Wakatoshi is pissed.
"Hey..." You slowly start realizing the situation you're in. Realizing how much you've been overlooking when you refused to acknowledge your own festering feelings. "You're not actually mad about that, are you?"
Despite the serious atmosphere, the dude's dick was still hard. Talk about commitment.
"Hey... mngh- T-Talk to me, damn it..." You shudder as you feel him slow down, opting to just spread you open on his dick as he straightens his back into a more comfortable position for the both of you. It makes you wonder if his muscles were getting sore for carrying a heavy ass like you while thrusting so wildly into your heat. Christ, the thought itself does things to you that you can't put into words. "Stop moving for a bit- god, you animal-"
"No." Was all that he could say. You felt your stomach twist.
""No" what?" You clenched your teeth as you stared into his amber eyes refusing to look away from your own. "No to slowing down? Oh, c'mon, dude... Just- hng- gimme a break-"
"Why?" Oh my god, "why" what?! Is this bitch seriously asking why I want to take a quick break from this mind-numbing bathroom stall sex?!
"Listen, Ushi, do you really need to ask-"
"Do you want me to stop?"
Now he's asking coherent questions. Gosh, finally. "Well..." You close your eyes, actually pondering the answer. "Not really. It feels good, so no. Just give me a moment to catch myself." You answer with a sigh, grabbing onto his forearms as you relax in his hold (even though your thighs are literally spread in mid-air with your micro-dick exposed) "Seriously, though... The fuck's gotten into you?"
"..." Ushijima didn't answer. Instead, he let go of your head and thighs gently as he wrapped an arm around your waist, lifting you up while he used his other hand to close the toilet lid. He then maneuvered your clueless ass to sit on his dick as he sat down on the toilet. This man... Is he... Seriously treating you as his cocksleeve to warm his still hard dick? While you both have a conversation? While you both miss both of your remaining lectures of the afternoon? Insane shit.
You both sat there in silence with you looking and feeling hella confused and Ushijima leaning to bury his face on the crook of your neck as he held you in his arms. He leaned back on the toilet and you both stayed like that for a while. Huh.
... What the fuck...?
"Oi. Will you just hurry up and tell me? You don't want to break the arrangement, don't you?" You grumble. "You coulda just told me straight up, y'know. And to not try to fuck the thought out of me. That's cliché as hell, and I didn't think you'd resort to bullshit like that."
"Sorry."
"You should be, asshole." You scoff. You lean against his lean build, stirring his junior inside of you but Ushiwaka jr. isn't important now. What's important is this big baby clutching onto you like you're going to sprint out of here any second now.
You reach out to scratch his scalp, adjusting your position on his lap while ultimately letting out little noises from grinding onto his shaft. Man, couldn't he just have pulled out, just for this moment? You can't help but scratch his head a little harsher from the thought. "Idiot. If you liked me so much, you really should have just told me. I like you too, for the record. And I was trying to break off our arrangements 'cause I thought you had a thing for the woman in the sports department. You and her seemed really close, y'know. I didn't want to hold you back for a girl like her."
"Hmf." Ushijima scoffed before raising his head, perching his chin on the blades of your shoulder. "Look who's talking. Who was it that said "You should have just told me" a while ago?"
"Touché. I got confirmation from your teammate, though. He told me that you went to date with her the other day." You huffed back, tugging on his hair as you snarled. "You can't really blame me, can you?"
"You still should've just asked." The thick pad of his thumb caressed your stomach through your shirt. He mumbled next to your ear in a low, mellow tone. "I did go on a date with her because she asked me out first. I figured I'd go and see where it leads, but..." A small smile made it's way to his lips as he held you closer. "I like you too much."
"Oh yeah? Is that really the reason? Or is my bussy just too good to let go?'"
"Mm. Whatever you say."
In the end, you both stuck around inside the bathroom stall until this period of the lecture ends. Of course, you both fucked until it was time to peel yourselves off of each other. Once you both did and fixed yourselves, you didn't just gave him a slap on the ass for the good fuck this time. Instead, you cupped his face and gave him the most passionate kiss you've ever given to another breathing person (not like you ever did that to a non-breathing person anyway) and gave him a slap on the ass after you muttered the words "Love you, Ushi." and practically skipped out of the bathroom with a face filled with glee.
You wouldn't admit it, but even if you didn't like Ushijima, you'd still bet that the fuck you have received in that bathroom would've definitely fucked the thought of breaking things off with ushijima out of your brain.
📞ｓａｕｖ ｓｐｅａｋｓ:
chat how many months has it been? my bad if this is bad TT my ass gon b missing after ts cs i gots so much to do... i'm so cooked this year
Bro I feel as if Ushijima would have a size kink and probably a choking kink🤭 like after he wins a match he just wrecks reader after🫡 but he would praise us so much for helping him win and maybe reader is just the sweet manager💕
Maybe just a Drabble or something similar would be nice! You can change something’s to make it easier to write Sonnie💕
ఌ 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈
꧁ 𝙒𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂
Smut 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚! ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
One hand lightly holding your throat while the other held you up by with ease. Your legs wrapped tightly around him as you cried out at each harsh thrust. You wanted to look away but with his hand on your throat, you were forced to look right at him.
Despite having just won a game, Ushijima had no problem fucking you without getting tired. Your cock was leaking dejectedly, having already cummed twice by now. Ushijima moved the hand holding your throat to fix your glasses that had been falling due to the constant harsh thrusts.
“Ushiii…” you whimpered. “Cum already! It hurts!”
“If it hurts, why are you hard still?”
He wasn’t wrong. You were still hard and with your legs still wrapped around him, you didn’t exactly show what you were saying. Ushijima was always a bit… horny, ever since you had jokingly called yourself his good luck charm whenever his team won a game.
This was simply his way of rewarding you. The constant pressure against your prostate was becoming unbearable. But the feeling of him inside of you, a much larger man that toward over you, was incredibly sexy.
Ushijima moved his hand back to your throat to hold you closer against the wall. His eyes focused solely on how his hand almost covered the entirety of your throat. He never really choked you but it was always fun to play with the idea.
What he really liked was how he could always manhandle you into any position he wanted.
You cried out when Ushijima applied a little bit of pressure to your throat. The farthest he ever goes. He did have a little fear on choking you by accident. But it always made you hornier at how much power he had over you.
“Ushi, inside…” you grunted, enjoying the struggle you had to say those two words.
Ushijima hummed, removing his hand as he grabbed your waist with both and began to pick up his thrusting. His thrusts whenever he wanted to reach his orgasm was always harsh and unforgiving.
He used you as if you were a toy, not caring if you cried out about overstimulation. You were his toy to dump his cum in. The sounds of skin slapping together, your moans, and paired with his low grunts filled the storage room you two occupied.
You pulled him close for a kiss, in a way to muffle your moans just in case someone passed by. Sex in which you could get caught wasn’t exactly your thing but it was surprisingly Ushijima’s.
Something about showing off his lucky charm to people who could only dream of fucking you.
With one last sharp thrust, Ushijima pulled away from the kiss and held you close as he cummed inside of you. You cried out at the hot cum filling you deep inside, knowing Ushijima always liked how loud you got when he cummed inside.
A chaste kiss was pressed on your lips as Ushijima gently fixed your glasses.
“You’re coming to the next game?”
Of course you were, you were the manager of the club but you quickly nodded a yes, giving him a kiss on the lips.
Ushijima couldn’t play a game without his favorite lucky charm!
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You’re idea is so good, I think I might write a full on fic for it another time 🤭
First ever Drabble tho! Drabbles will be in 2nd person!
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૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა Intercourse 101 - Terushima Yuji x male reader
Word Count: 5.5k
Plot: Campus playboy Terushima is failing his classes, and the only thing that will help him pass is tutoring from the top student, popular rich-boy, you! But Yuji wants to earn his A*... and not through traditional methods - though this causes more trouble than either of you had expected
- Angsty hurt/comfort incoming
- Smut not featured but referenced
Featuring: Top!Terushima x Bottom!Reader
Note: Heavily inspired by 'Helluva Boss'! Specifically, the overarching fight and relationship dynamic between Blitzo & Stolas! But that's about it, it's set in the canon Haikyuu universe but obvs some changes. Terushima is probs OOC I'm SORRY ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ
Terushima was failing his classes. It didn't come as a surprise to anyone, let alone to himself; the man may be a playboy, a troublemaker, a whore, but he wasn't delusional. At the very least, he was self-aware.
External tutors were useless, since the course content was specific to the university. He'd ask his fellow students to help him out, but half of the course already hated him, either from being screwed over by him or having friends who had been, and the other half were barely passing themselves. All roads led Terushima to the same answer. You.
Academics came to you naturally. Since you were young, you had been privately tutored, allowing you to pick up study tricks quickly. To say you were aceing your classes would be an understatement. Your smarts, along with your wits, good looks, and your wealth, resulted in you being one of the most popular guys in your course. It wasn't like everyone worshipped you like in high school movies, but it was rare that someone hadn't heard of you. Also, it wasn't like you were rude or mean; if someone were to approach you, you would usually end up friends with them. Terushima knew that you'd probably help him out, so he walked up to you one day with his usual confidence, expecting the conversation to go exactly his way. He was sorta right.
The second Terushima had approached you, the group you were talking to left you alone with him; literally every single person had some sort of bad blood with the Playboy, either themselves or by loyalty to their friends. You scoffed a chuckle when Terushima asked you to tutor him. It shook his confidence for a split second, though he put it back on almost immediately.
"What? Are poor people not worth your time?" Terushima joked, trying to convince you
"Nah, nothing like that~ It's just... what am I getting out of it? You see how people react to you. Wouldn't associating myself with you be more detrimental than beneficial?" You counter, a light-hearted smile on your lips
"You want something in exchange? Oh babe, we could work that out~" Terushima says with a smirk, his body moving closer to yours. He was a natural flirt.
And that was how your little 'relationship', or rather 'exchange', with Terushima began. Tutoring, for sex.
The first few months of this exchange went smoothly. Terushima would come over to your place; confident demeanour, hair done, all dressed up as per usual. You would tutor him, and then conversation would slowly spark up until tutoring was replaced by cheeky banter and (surprisingly) genuine discussions. Terushima would tease you about the fact that your parents bought you your own place for university, you would jokingly make digs at his man-whore reputation, Terushima would talk about his life goals, and you would talk about yours. Then, a light tension would infiltrate the conversation; prolonged glances, compliments, banter on the more flirtatious side, and quick glimpses at your lips. Eventually and inevitably, the two of you would end up sleeping together. It didn't matter where or in what position, it would always happen. Either Terushima would be holding you down beneath him on your bedroom floor, or you would be sitting in his lap, making out on your bed.
The details get fuzzy. What's important is that you seriously enjoyed it. And so did Terushima. He liked how you moaned his name. He liked how you'd mark his body with your bite marks, hickeys, and scratches. Terushima loved the way you looked too; how your eyes would either roll to the back of your head in pleasure or look at him with a cock-drunk haze over them, how your body fit with his like a jigsaw, and he couldn't get enough of how your face would flush and how some of your hair will stick to your forehead in the throws of pleasure. On the other hand, you loved the way that Terushima made your back arch in pleasure. You could tell he had experience in this field from the way he would work his fingers and tongue inside of you, and from how skilfully he would tease you during foreplay. You loved the way that he looked above you, one hand on your hip and the other holding himself up as his muscular hips thrust into you. Oh, and his muscles really did it for you; you couldn't deny how fucking attractive Terushima is.
All in all, you both really benefited from this exchange. Terushima's grades had skyrocketed; the man went from literally failing every single exam to getting B's and even some A's. You were getting your world rocked every other night, and Terushima had a consistent fuck-buddy; alleviating the need to get with new people every so often just for sex. By the time a whole year had passed, you and Yuji had really settled into this 'relationship'. So much so, that you two would hang out on campus and even go to parties together. You enjoyed it, and so did he. You didn't realise what that meant until it was too late...
Terushima had noticed the small shifts in your relationship. How you'd call him 'Yuji' rather than the formal 'Terushima'. How your banter with him evolved into that of close friends. How your mood would sour ever so slightly when Terushima would bring up past lovers. The playboy ignored it, though. What you two had was good, it was going well. The last thing Terushima wanted was to complicate things with a relationship. You had other plans, though.
You'd noticed these changes too. You knew that it was so fucking stupid of you to catch feelings for one of the most infamous man-whores at your university. But you couldn't help but overthink the way Yuji looked at you. The way he would affectionately rub your cheek with his thumb and kiss you. The way he would continue his praises and compliments way after you two had finished. And you hated the fact that this whole relationship only existed because Terushima was getting tutoring out of it... You didn't want him to have sex with you just because he needed to pass his classes. You wanted Terushima to make love to you because that's what he wanted to do! Because he likes you!
That being said, you were known for having a good head on your shoulders; you weren't gonna let some stupid love hormones shut your brain off. You knew that a lovey-dovey confession would actually ruin everything you had with Terushima. So, you decided to give him an out and see what he does.
During a tutoring session, you stopped Terushima as he was leaning in for a kiss.
"We don't need to do that today, haha..." You say, trying to keep your tone even and light
"Huh? C'mon, babe y'know you want it~" Yuji's confidence faltered for a moment, replaced by confusion. Though that was also quickly replaced by his flirtatious demeanour.
"Yuji, I'm being for real. We don't have to do all that just so you can pass your class" You rephrase, with a more serious tone this time.
"What d'you mean by that, [name]?" Doubts were starting to creep in. Did he fuck it up again? Why do things always have to get so fucking complicated?
"Here" You handed Yuji a full binder. "It's all of my notes from the start of uni up to now, as well as all of my study tips. This way, you can study by yourself. You wont be dependent on me to pass your classes." You explain, a sorta sad smile on your face.
Yuji had gone silent for a moment. His mouth slightly agape as he looked at the binder in his hands.
"...am I not good enough orr? I can try harder. Just lemme know what you want and I'll do it! There's no need to call everything off-" Yuji proposes, trying to find the reason behind your abrupt ending of your exchange.
"It's not that-"
"Then what? C'mon [name], studying's fun with you..! Let's just fuck and forget about this. You can tutor me tomorrow instead!" Yuji exclaims, his tone starting to sound a little exasperated and desperate. It was almost as if he were begging you to continue your little exchange. Begging you to let him fuck you.
"You don't get it, Yuji. I don't want you to fuck me because you have to in order to get good grades! I want us to have sex because we both want and enjoy it!" You almost shout, your tone now matching Yuji's in desperation. You felt like you were begging him. It felt gross. But you had to have this conversation at one point on another.
"Ha!~ If that's what you want, we can work that out. I can say 'I love you' in bed if that turns you on~" Yuji tried to make sense of everything whilst still denying the idea that you'd want a relationship. But that was the worst thing he possibly could have said in that moment.
"Oh... There's my answer then... Good luck with your exams, I'll see you 'round." You try to keep it together. You were technically just rejected; your crush had just proposed faking being in love with you in bed instead of being your boyfriend.
"Wait! You're being serious?! What the fuck?" It finally seemed to click within Terushima's head that you were proposing an end to this exchange but not an end to your relationship.
"I have my answer. The fact that you think I couldn't catch these feelings and that this whole thing is just about sex after all this time... That's enough for me to know what this is..!" You explain as you walk up to your door, trying to guide Terushima out of your place.
"What!? Fuck you, [name]! You spring all this 'feelings' bullshit on me! Don't gimme a second to think after all the shit I've put up with..! You pompous, rich, asshole-" Terushima's tone was clearly one of frustration and anger, though it was riddled with insecurity. He'd started to tear up at this point, though only slightly, having basically trained himself to never cry in front of people. You stayed silent, completely turning your back to Terushima and biting your lips together also to not spill any tears in front of Terushima, 'cause that was the last thing you needed right now.
"-Treat me like I'm one of your suck-up friends... You can't just dismiss me by throwing money at me! Or- Or by offering me something in exchange for me to shut up just 'cause you have the money and status to! I'm not gonna fucking let you!"
Terushima was clearly expressing his frustration through his words and aggressive body language, but all it did was come off as immature and hurtful.
Sniffles could be heard. Softly breaking the silence after Terushima's tantrum.
"...I think so highly of you now that I've gotten to know you, Terushima-" It slightly jarred the man to hear you calling him by his last name when you hadn't done that in months. "-I didn't realise you thought so damn low about me..." you continue, voice trembling.
Terushima's scowl softened to a look of shock and regret when you turned around to face him; the sadness in your eyes and the tears gently streaming down your face tugged at Yuji's heartstrings. But it was the fact that you were clearly trying so hard (and succeeding pretty well) at keeping your composure that jarred the man.
"[name], wait-!" Terushima was in the middle of talking as you pushed him out of your apartment and shut the door in his face.
Terushima stood there for a moment. Processing everything. And as he was walking out of your complex, he yelled out in frustration a simple 'what.... the FUCK'.
That definitely could have gone better. But at the very least, you don't have to settle for an 'exchange' over a real, loving relationship.
The next day was just as hectic as the night before. Terushima had been messaging you all day as if everything was normal, sending you friendly memes and funny TikToks. You held your ground, though, and didn't respond at all. So, Terushima thought it would be a good idea to show up at your place again. You cursed yourself mentally for not looking through the peephole and just opening the front door, 'cause the moment you opened that door, Terushima pushed past and into your apartment.
"Heyyy~ You haven't been answering your phone all day, and I sent you a bunch of funny shit, so what gives?" Terushima got straight into it. He may have been trying to act like nothing happened over text, but he knew that if he didn't bring it up, you would have.
"I assumed my lack of 'EL-OH-EL's and likes would make you understand that I don't wanna talk right now" You responded plainly, though your tone was quite pointed.
"Oh c'mon [name], we just had a rough night. Besides-" Terushima gently grabs your chin and pulls your attention to him, having noticed you blatantly trying to do anything but look at the man. You gave him the attention, but swiped his hand away from his face almost instinctually. "-you always seem to wanna hear from me~" He flirts. Softly cornering you against your couch in a slightly suggestive manner.
You sighed in response. Lying down on the couch in a dismissive and nonchalant manner.
"What d'ya want, Terushima?" you sounded so bored and so tired of him.
"I wanna feel like I've eaaaarned my A's - not that I studied for 'em! So get your perfect ass off your couch and on your bed so that I can fuck it!"
He always did that. He would always say 'perfect ass' but always in a literal sense; calling your butt perfect and not you as a person 'perfect'. It's funny now, thinking back on it, how you'd always overthink that he was flirting with you, when in reality, he was just horny.
"Wooooow. Poetry. I'm sure that woulda had me swooning by now" You retort, still sounding so tired of Terushima's shit as you get off of your couch and walk past the man-slag and to your door again.
"Okay fine, [name], that probably wasn't the best way to say it but you usually like it when I talk all dirty n shit...!" He sounds ever so slightly apologetic, though more like he's blaming you for the way you're reacting.
You stop in your tracks, not yet at your door, and give him a 'seriously?' look.
"C'mon babe... We don't do words. We do sex." He says it like it's a fact. Like he's confused on how you don't get it.
"As shocking as it might seem, Terushima, I don't think I'mm really in the mood to 'do sex' with you-" you start, mocking his use of words. "-I'm actually not even in the mood to do words with you at the moment. So can you just fucking respect that?"
"Oh c'mon [name], you can't really mean that..! You always love seein' me~" Terushima tries to flirt again, his voice low like he knows you like it.
"I don't wanna see you right now, Terushima. What part of that don't you get? I already feel like shit and seeing you makes me feel fucking worse..! I'm starting to see why all your ex's talk shit about you now." You try to level with the man, but he wouldn't... couldn't give up yet.
"Oh please, everyone ends up hating me for dumbass reasons. When really, they're just bitter that they couldn't tie my sexy ass down." Terushima retorts so matter-of-factly. So blindly confident, and so in denial about his own flaws and insecurities.
"You really think that's why?" Your tone shifts, from completely tired of his shit, to mostly tired but now slightly argumentative.
"'course~ They couldn't handle that I moved on!" His tone was much more casual now, almost as if he thought the two of you were back to normal already.
"Oh cool, so you're used to crushing other people's feelings? Probably shoulda known..." You ask rhetorically.
"If by 'crushing other people's feelings' you mean ending shit before it gets serious then yeah! I'm fuckin' doin' everyone a favour. Relationships are boring!" His tone isn't argmentative, but rather passionate; defensive.
You're silent for a split second before you reply with that million-dollar wit.
"Oh yeah, relationships are soooo boring... Pray tell what you're doin' here then?~" You ask with a knowing smirk. You think it's funny, really. All his talk against relationships, but Terushima's the one who came here on his own accord.
"Uh I- Waitin' for you to realise how good an angry fuck would be right now!" Yuji's tone turned angry again. You touched a nerve, enough for the nonchalant playboy to stutter.
You sigh and roll your eyes towards the door, which you were now next to "Get out."
"What..?!" Yuji was genuinely confused at how you can just dismiss someone you're supposed to 'be in love with.
"I'm tired of this shit. I'm uncomfortable with the way you're speaking to me now." You stand your ground, not giving Yuji an inch.
"Oh c'mon, [name]. You can't tell me this isn't some fantasy of yours! You want me to show your rich, pillow prince-y ass what a good fuckin' is!" Terushima says as he pulls your hips into his by your belt hoop. Still trying to go back to his comfort zone; flirting.
"Ugh! Just stop already..!" You shout, sounding grossed out by Yuji. And your face shows it.
"Hah! I'm right, aren't I?! You get off on getting plowed by people you look down on!" Yuji keeps going. Somehow trying to get you back, whilst his bruised ego forces him to bite back with insults.
"What is your obsession with pigeonholing me as this guy who looks down on everyone! When have I ever?!" He touched a nerve. You gave in, you argued back.
"When- HAHA!? You do it constantly! You couldn't even hold your tongue around my guys!" Yuji reaches for something that happened ages ago. He was desperate for something to argue back with.
You know exactly what he's going on about. The first time you met his friends, you accidentally made a joke that would have been fine around your own friends, but you could see how it made you seem like a spoiled, rich brat. It was a cheap blow from him; a minuscule moment in your long 'relationship'.
"Oh, of course you bring that up! But you'll get defensive if I mention that you didn't exactly jump to my defence when all your 'guys' started berating me after that one misplaced joke!" You argued back, fully set allight by Yuji's trip down memory lane.
"I thought you could fuckin' handle it! You tutor me for fucks sake, thought you were witty enough to hold your own!" Terushima argues back.
"Oh. I suppose you're right! Silly me! It's not some dumb lowlife's place to jump to the defence of aristocracy." It was a super low blow, but you didn't mean it. You were sarcastically playing into the character that Terushima thought you as.
"aaaaaand there it is! Took ya long enough!" Terushima said with a smug smirk on his face at the fact that you acted exactly as he expected.
"DITTO TO YOU! That's all you were waiting for! For me to play into this idea you have of me- that I'm some rich boy who thinks he' so much better than you. Well, I don't!" You retort.
Frustration and exasperation are blatant in your voice as you continue, "Why would I let everyone see how I'm literally wrapped around your finger if I thought I was so above you!?"
His arguments contradicted the blatant evidence. You'd had enough.
"God, you sound so sappy 'n gay!" Clearly, Yuji had run out of counterarguments.
"Do you even feel a little sorry about how you've gone about things?" You ask, trying to see a glimpse of the Yuji that made you fall so hard.
"What?! You want me to apologise for hurting your feelings? For being incapable of settling down?" Terushima was also getting exasperated. He was literally struggling to understand how he'd upset you to this extent.
"No- But- Yes! At least for the first part! You owe that apology to like a hundred people!" You explain with frustrated arm gestures.
"Fuck you. Y'know what, I'll apologise. I'll go see allll my exes and apologise real good. But the one person who won't be gettin' an apology is you."
And apologise he did. If by apologise you mean fucking other people! Or rather, Yuji tried to fuck other people. He started with his exes. Most of them told him to 'fuck off', but the few that took him up on the offer didn't do it for him. He'd thought that it was because he'd already had them, he thought he needed something fresh. But when Terushima hopped on a dating app and hooked up with some guys and girls, he had to come to terms with the fact that it just wasn't the same as when he was with you. Because, even though Terushima didn't want to admit it, he probably enjoyed your exchange more than you. The man loved every second he spent with you. He'd catch himself thinking of you throughout the day, and not even having sex, just thinking of how hot you were, how sweet, how funny. That's not to say that the sex wasn't anything to rave about, 'cause it most certainly was! Terushima hadn't had such good sex in a while! It was like you two were made for each other; you had great chemistry and knew each other's triggers like the back of your hand. It got to the point that Yuji had to think about you to finish during his late-night trips to girls' houses, or he'd specifically look for guys that looked like you! After those couple of times, Yuji was kinda forced to come to terms with the fact that he liked you; quite big for someone who despises relationships. Coming to terms with his feelings prompted Yuji to open up your text thread and type out an apology; he realised he needed you back in his life. He hated the fact that you were actually angry with him. But he couldn't send the text. This was Terushima Yuji after all. His ego wouldn't let him.
However, Yuji knew he needed to change. He actually tried to apologise to some people! He'd messaged friends that he'd been a dick to and some random one-off people who didn't like him for their own reasons, but the main recipients of Terushima's apologies were his exes (of course).
Over the course of a week, Yuji had apologised to 63 people. And every three or so apologies, he would type out another message to you; only to keep deleting them. He wanted to prove to you that he'd changed, that he was apologising, and that he was deserving of your forgiveness (and also maybe your love). But Yuji also felt that it would seem insincere unless he'd finished his 'apology tour' before messaging you.
It had been almost a month since your 'relationship' with Terushima imploded. The world didn't stop moving because you had a bad day (or month); university lectures were still happening, and people were still throwing parties and going out clubbing. You had had enough of wallowing in self-pity, so you got yourself dolled up and went to a house party with your friends.
It probably wasn't the best idea to get absolutely sloshed so quickly after a heartbreak, 'cause not even two hours into the night, you were slurring your words and shit talking Terushima to your friends. You didn't expect your constant smack talk to literally manifest Terushima, but lo and behold, the heartbreaker had walked into the house party whilst you were mid-sentence criticising his skills in bed (lying through your teeth). The second Yuji walked through that door, he spotted you, like he had a sixth sense for finding you, for noticing you. He couldn't help himself. Terushima's legs were on autopilot. He was walking straight over to you.
"Ughhhh here 'e comess..." you slur as you roll your eyes.
Your friends giggle with you and walk past the man. As you go to do the same, Terushima makes a comment.
"Never seen you throw it back like this..." he mumbles. He meant it with concern, not to scrutinise you.
"Came 'ere to judge me or wha'?" You ask as you turn around, stumbling slightly from the quick movement but regaining your composure swiftly.
"Nah... Last stop on my apology tour" Terushima tries to joke. Tries to re-establish that rapport you two had.
"Ohhh yeahhhh I remember! Everyone's been gettin' your cheap apologies except me! 've heard."
It was kinda impossible for you not to get wind of Terushima correcting his wrongdoings; half of your course was terrified he was plotting something!
"Look... how I acted couple weeks ago was fucked" Yuji starts, sitting down on a nearby couch and pulling you down by your wrist, sitting you down next to him.
"Weeks ago..? Oh fuck why'd you even show up thennn~ why'd you show up hereeee~" You whine, clearly very drunk as you pull your wrist away from him, but stumble and fall on his lap. Due to your clear intoxication, your body relied on instinct and muscle memory; your arms wrapping around Terushima's neck and your head resting against his. Out of similar reflexes, Yuji's hand quickly went to cradle you, holding you close to him.
"Look, I came here to- to talk to you. I really need to like.. explain-" Yuji started, but you quickly interrupted him. "Oh? Explain yourself again? Give me another excuse?" It was crazy how sober you sounded all of a sudden, sitting up straight to get your point across.
"I've always been shit at apologies, okay? They're for pussies and I never think anyone deserves 'em. But this time, I think you actually need one." Yuji felt the need to defend himself. Though he quickly redirected to explaining himself rather than being overly defensive.
"Ohhhhhh lucky me!" You shout, exasperated. Though with how loud the music was at this party, it was heard by no one other than Yuji. Your body language mimicked your irritation; your limbs flailing and your drunk, off-balance body starting to quickly fall off of Terushima. He caught you, of course. His arms wrapping around you like a jigsaw fitting together; even so, you quickly push him off of you and stand up, going to walk away.
Terushima caught your wrist again, pulling you gently; though, with how drunk you were, the small amount of force was enough to throw you off balance and land you on an adjacent couch. You just accepted it, lying on your stomach and crossing your arms to rest on top of the armrest; your head resting on your arms and not looking up at Yuji.
"Shit- look. What I mean is, I've said sorry a lot recently and if I'm honest, I didn't mean like half of 'em. 'Cause the only person I really wanted to say it to... was you, [name]." That made you look up at him. It wasn't quick and out of shock, more like it piqued your interest, so you slowly shifted your head so that you could bring your eyes over to the man who broke your heart. You gave him a chance, listening as Terushima continued.
"I just..." He sighs. "this whole thing we had going- I- I mean you're like fucking royalty..! How could you actually care or fall for some dumb, poverty-line student whose only redeeming quality is his looks?" Terushima tries to explain himself, really laying out all of his insecurities.
"Why would that affect anything? You know me! Just 'cause my parents try to buy my love with money doesn't mean I can't love like everyone else... I want to experience love, Teru'..." You also try to level with the man, though you can already feel tears pricking the sides of your eyes. The alcohol really wasn't helping with you trying to keep your cool.
"fucks sake... just fuck off Terushima. it's bad enough you made me feel like this, you shouldn't get to see me cry over you too..." You mumble as you wipe your tears.
Terushima watches as you pull yourself together too perfectly, wiping your tears and seemingly sobering up within seconds; that moment alone reminded Yuji of the many times you'd seemed fine but probably weren't. Damn, you really knew how to make him feel like a dick.
Just as Yuji opened his mouth to keep apologising, someone interrupted him.
"Hey, you're [name], right?"
It was a tall man; looked around your age, and had a muscular build. You didn't know him, and neither did Yuji. Either way, you look up into the handsome guy's eyes and nod.
"I've seen you 'round but haven't really had the balls to talk t'you.. Wanna go for a dance?" Guess your argument with Terushima was kept well confined, 'cause that guy was very unaware that this was a poor time to shoot his shot.
"Uhh we're in the middle of somet-" Terushima starts, but you interupt him.
"Yeah sure..!" You take the guy's hand and stand up off the couch, and as you leave for the dance floor, you turn to Yuji slightly and tell him a simple 'goodbye'.
As you dance with the man, Terushima watches from that same couch. He didn't notice when a friend of yours sat down next to him, but at one point or another, he got to talking with her. He didn't really know her, and after that interaction with you, Yuji felt like he should just drop the cool-guy act for at least a moment and vent to someone. Your friend listened; she was one of the few to whom you talked about Yuji, so she knew the whole situation and wanted to hear the man out. He talked about how he was actually pretty insecure, how he felt like his only quality was his looks and that they could only last so long. Yuji also talked about how he hates complicating things by using labels, but that only stems from shitty relationships in the past. He says he'd rather be the first to leave than be the one to get left. He also says that he doesn't blame you for how you're reacting; 'cause if he were in your shoes, he would be the exact same.
Though after all of that progress, Terushima did revert to his more defensive, easily-provoked self when he saw you making out with that guy on the dance floor; shouting something along the lines of 'THAT MAN-STEALING MOTHER FUCKER'. But your friend was quick to jump in "If you wanna move past this, you have to completely understand where [name] is coming from, just start by saying 'hope he gets laid, he deserves it' or something".
And that he did. Terushima forced himself to stop feeling entitled to you, to your time and commitment. After he rejected you, he lost that right. Yuji started by giving you space for a week or so and then texting you one last apology. And the gods must have been on Yuji's side that day, 'cause you actually accepted his apology. You'd deemed that it felt sincere enough, and you did feel like you had overreacted a tad to him at the party.
So, you offered Yuji a fresh start "How about I tutor you again on Sunday. Free of charge lol". That text made Yuji's heart skip a beat. Of course, he accepted.
And though the tutoring session had gone fine (all be it, a little awkward), Terushima physically couldn't ignore the feelings he felt for you. Oh, how the tables turned. By the third session, Yuji was doing everything in his power to put tutoring on the back burner and just chat with you. By the fifth session, he told you he needed to have a serious talk...
"I have feelings for you."
Well, that was abrupt.
"I... don't usually do this. You know how I am with relationships... But I can't stop thinking about you..! It killed me when you were mad at me and when we stopped spending time together. I literally find myself fantasising about dating you! I've never done that! I.. really like our friendship, but I don't think I can keep going like this. Trying, and failing, to ignore the obvious feelings I have for you"
It was shockingly heartfelt. So much so that it left you speechless and a little flushed.
Unfortunately, Terushima took your silence as a rejection. He fought his instincts to get defensive and back down. Terushima stood his ground and waited for your answer.
"I... obviously I still like you, dumbass... Did you see how whipped I was for you? I couldn't of gotten over you that quickly, Yuji."
The smile on his face was enormous.
Yo Yo Yo! This is finally out lol - took me enough time!
Teased it too early but hey ho! Hope you enjoy! I actually really fucks with this lol
Tobio is always rough during sex but it gets worse when you mention someone he hates.
Cw MDI, male!reader, msby!reader
Tobio was rough today. Well it wasn’t actually his fault now, was it? It was Atsumu’s fault for playing better. It was definitely his fault. For both winning and for having the audacity to wink at you right after his serve made the team win. (which unfortunately, Tobio missed) So of course, Tobio had every right to be angry, he had every right to pour his anger. Even if it's inside you.
Tobio had you folded practically in half, his muscular frame towering over you as he drove his cock into you with a brutal, calculated precision that left you seeing stars. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the hotel room, the headboard banging against the wall.
"Tobio—" you gasped, voice cracking as he hit that spot inside you that made your vision blur.
Your fingers clawed uselessly at the sheets beneath you, desperate for purchase as Tobio's hips snapped forward with punishing force. Each thrust punched the air right out of your lungs, and you couldn't stop the broken moans spilling from your lips. "Fuck!! Right there!”
Your own cock was flushed and leaking against your stomach, trapped between your bodies as Tobio fucked into you relentlessly. Every thrust dragged against your prostate and sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your veins, making your dick twitch and drool precome onto your sweat sicked skin.
Tobio's breath came in harsh pants against your ear, his voice dropping to that low, rough tone that made your cock throb. "You feel so fucking good around me," he groaned, hips stuttering for a moment before resuming their brutal pace. "So tight—taking me so well."
His dark eyes bore into yours, watching every expression that crossed your face.
"Look at you," he growled, one hand tangling in your hair while the other slapped against the headboard for leverage, "all spread out for me, leaking like a fucking faucet. You're so desperate for it, aren't you?"
Your own cock twitched violently at his words, precome smearing between your stomachs.
"If only you were good on court like you are in bed.”
Now this made you mad. You are good in court, you’re a good spiker. He could degrade you all he wanted but not about your play. So you couldn’t help but shoot back at him.
"Atsumu’s good on court though, ain’t he?"
That was it.
You felt Tobio snapping his hips forward so hard the entire bed frame shuddered. "Oh he’s good now?" making you scream. "Shit Tobio—slow down!"
"Think he can fuck you like this? Make you feel this good?" His hand wrapped around your aching cock, stroking in time with his brutal thrusts.
"If he's that good then watch me destroy him on the court next," Tobio panted against your neck, teeth grazing your pulse point before biting down hard enough to bruise. "Just like I'm destroying you right now."
warning: this fic contains nsfw content. dont read if youre under 18. also, this work contains dirty talk, impact play (spanking) and creampies.
Your head rested on the couch’s armrest, your body splattered across the body of it, and your eyes were wandering between the dumb sitcom on the TV and the front door.
It was long gone since your boyfriend, Kageyama Tobio, had left for practice. Usually, he would return at around sunset, but since the FIVB Men’s tournament was near, he needed to train harder, and that meant he stayed until late at night. This usually didn’t bother you much, except for today.
Today you woke up hornier than normal. Kageyama making breakfast shirtless just after his shower wasn’t making things easier, and throughout the day you were restless. Since you had an off day from your job, you stayed all day home, riding on all dildo you could find, touching yourself almost anywhere, but it still wasn’t enough for you.
Your right hand shifted upwards to the armrest, your hand hanging off of it. The pressure your hand made on your chest and nipple started spiraling your head again. You imagined him rimming his hips into you, grabbing your waist hard enough to leave bruises, your chest bouncing a little, and him whispering dirty nothings in your ear.
This gave you an idea.
You reached out to grab your phone at the coffee table. While you were unlocking it, you were preparing yourself. You rode up your (his) shirt up, exposing your nipples open. You also shifted your pants down just enough so the base of your cock was hardly visible.
You put your phone above you, adjusting the position a little before capturing a couple of photos. Rapidly, you sent those photos to your boyfriend, trying to rile him up. The caption you added, “come get your prize <3” was made to made him even hornier, as he had this fascination of you being his trophy, the best thing he’s won.
Now you waited, hoping that he saw those photos near his teammates, flustering him, shifting his cock and trying to explain to the others that it was “nothing”
Sure, nothing <3.
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You laid on your bed when the sound of the door unlocking was heard. The plan was working, you thought, as you heard how he struggled to lock the door.
His footsteps were fast and rugged, a clear sign he was horny as fuck. The bedroom door opened up wide, letting the hallway’s light seep into the dark room. Kageyama stood there for a moment, staring holes into you. His eyes were not super clear to you thanks to the backlight, but you could tell he was pissed off, just the way you loved it.
As he made his way into you, his shadow towered you more and more. When he got to the edge of the bed, he just stared at you. You shifted to your back, opening up your legs, inviting him to feast into you. That was his last straw.
All you could feel for the next few minutes was his mouth exploring your whole body. You thought your body has never felt so good before now, and he hasn’t even fucked you properly yet!
He kissed you, lips splattering around and spit splashing around both of your faces. Your mind was spiraling, limbs feeling numb and grasping onto anything for grounding.
“You fucking slut” He uttered softly, moving down to your neck and jaw. “You knew I’d see those photos don’t you?” Hickeys were marked on your neck, leaving a trail of love bruises up to your nipples and chest. All you could do was gasp and whine, your voice bouncing throughout the space.
“P-please…” Hands grasped into his hair, weakly pulling him away from your abused tit. “Please~ Tobi- AAH~~” You tried to beg him to fuck you but instead he started to suck harder, biting and licking everywhere around it.
After a few moments he pulled away. “Please what?” He teased, moving his hand downwards to your crotch. His fingers began to play with your hole, teasing the rim in slow circular motions, dragging you to the limit.
“Use your words…” You couldn’t. You physically couldn’t. Every time you tried to form a sentence he pushed inside and pull back his digit. All you could muster were shaky breaths and high pitched whines.
“...slut” As he finished his sentence, he pushed two fingers inside you, exploring the gummy walls like he was trying to find a treasure chest. Soon, he found your “treasure spot” and began fingering your prostate like no tomorrow, the tip of his fingers pushing hard against the organ.
His head landed besides yours, his ear being right next to your symphony of moans and cries. All thought inside your brain was gone, only thinking about your pleasure and your boyfriend’s big cock, that you wanted so bad.
“You… used the dildo didn’t you?” He stopped on his tracks, pulling out his fingers and lifting himself to see you below him. You froze, knowing that using dildos made him mad. That being the reason you used them today, riling him up even further.
“You know that I don’t like that you use dildos” His body began to shift on the bed, opening wide your legs, exposing your entrance, it clenching at the sudden loss. “And you know what happens when I get mad, don’t you?”
You gulped, knowing that’s he’s beyond the saving point. He was going to fuck your brains out so hard you’d wake up sore the next morning.
“You’d get punished.”
He sprung out his hard cock out of his pants, tossing the garment somewhere and lining himself in your entrance. Without warning, he pushed all the way inside you, making you scream like no other.
His hips began to rock back and forth rapidly, not leaving an ounce of breathing space between your moans. Your brain went blank at the intrusion, feeling like pure mush and just feeling how he was fucking you.
At every thrust, his cock pushed into your prostate, sending pleasure sparks all around your body. The only thing you could feel was his long, thick cock opening you up and dragging up and down your anus.
His hands were bruising your hips, grabbing into them with vigor, using you as a mere fleshlight, made just for his pleasure. All you could do was be there, moaning your voice away and take it like the fucking slut you were.
He quickly pulled out, manhandling you into your knees, face pushed into the pillow and back arched. Soon he began penetrating you again, your voice muffled and your ass clenching. Before you knew, you were cumming into the mattress, staining the sheets with your seed.
Tobio felt that you tightened up, and began to push harder into you. His hand trailed down to your penis and began to stroke it into oblivion, overstimulating you to high heavens. Your moans and whines became louder by the second, feeling like a mush of cock and cum.
“That’s what you get for being a bad boy” He gritted in his teeth, before spanking you in your ass. The burning feeling in your glute was adding to the mess your thoughts were becoming, spurring nonsense into the pillow.
Another spank in your ass was felt before he grabbed you by the hips again and began to ram into you at an animalistic pace. His dick was pistoning in and out of your hole at a monstrous pace, thinking that he’d leave bruises in your ass for tomorrow, but right now he was thinking of his release.
Your cock spurted your seed again, more watery and less than before. Your ass tightened again even more, pushing Kageyama into his release. Suddenly, with a powerful thrust, he finally shot his seed into you. You could feel how his dick pulsed as he came, filling you up to the brim. If you were a women, you’d be sure he’d get you pregnant right then and there.
You both took a moment to regain your breaths, him taking out his cock slowly off your ass. He could see how his cum leaked out of your hole, before you collapsed on the bed, drifting off.
Kageyama got off the bed and went to the bathroom to prepare a bath for both of you. After it was ready, he gently picked you up and took you to the bath with him.
You woke up feeling his hands scrubbing your arms with a silly sponge you bought on a grocery store. You shifted slightly, leaning further back into his chest before drifting off again. All you could hear before going unconscious was “I love you, sleepyhead”
mainly yeah lmao. but if a request has someone i dont know I'll maybe do a lil research and write according to that. and I'll let know if i don't know the character lmao.
in terms of things ive watched, they are: Tokyo revengers, jjk and bnha
“Mmfgh- OH FUUUuuck~~!” You thrusted your hips into Shoyo, pistoning your dick in and out of his warm and tight hole. Your hands gripped tight into his hips, holding your weight in it and swinging your cock into him.
His knees dug into the cushions, his face smashed in the armrest and his hands grasped into nothing but air trying to ground himself. Every thrust your cock made was splitting him alive, your tip grazing his poor abused prostate, sending him into cloud nine every thrust.
Your cock was deliciously hugged by his entrance, detailing every crevice and detail of his insides in your cock, with every pulse dragging your brain into pure ecstasy. With every movement, Shoyo’s mind was filling with just cock cock cock.
“So good…” You whispered, moving your hips even faster than before. Every plunge of your big cock was making Shoyo arch his back in pleasure, screaming and moaning throughout the whole living room.
Swiftly, you pulled out your cock before handling Shoyo into his back, before starting to penetrate him again. You could see now his face contorted into pure ecstasy. His eyes were filled with tears, spit was smeared around his mouth and his voice was rough from all the moaning.
One hand snuck up his torso, nibbling his tanned skin until it landed in his nipple. This took Shoyo’s breath away, moaning now in broken sobs and silent screams. Your fingers began to pinch and fiddle with the teat, making Shoyo fall more into ecstasy. If before he had some thought still in him, this melted that away.
Shoyo brought his arms to your nape to bring you down and kiss you. In between shared spit and lips, he moaned into the kiss, trying again to ground himself.
Your thrusts slowed down by the sudden move by him, and just penetrated slowly into him, dragging your penis up and down his hole. A midst of the distraction, you shoved your hand in between your and his torso, and began to stroke his cock.
When you did that, he parted lips with you and began to whimper and moan again. You took this as a sign of picking up speed again.
Now you were pleasuring Shoyo all around. Your hand masturbating his penis while the other still fiddled with his areola, still fucking him deep inside him. Soon enough, a loud scream was heard from him as he came in your hand and his torso.
Because of the orgasm, he tightened up in just the way you liked it, making you go insane and rock your hips in an insane pace. You grabbed his hips again, staining one side of his hips with his cum, just wanting to release. Shoyo whimpered and screamed from overstimulation, feeling your cock still after cumming.
After a few thrusts, your hips hammered deep into him as you finally came, shooting ropes of cum deep in his insides. If he was a girl, you’d definitely get him pregnant in this moment.
You took a moment to catch your breath, also leaving Shoyo to catch his own. Slowly, you pulled out of his hole, and saw your semen oozing out of his hole.
“You… really are… a fucking monster” Shoyo murmured, bringing his forearms to his face to block the light that was blinding him above him.
FEEL FREE TO IGNORE TSSS, but can you do like.. hoshiumi/tobio waking us up by sucking our dih or riding us???? THIS FEELS SO AWKWARD OMG ITS MY FIRST TIME REQUESTING
sure!!! i hope you like the fic!!! it was kinda awkward for me to write too but because i am used to write just bottom fics (excluding the korai one) so this was a nw challenge for me to do! thx for your request!!
warning: this is a +18 piece, dont read if youre under 18
Hoshiumi Korai:
Your job as a sports photographer was all you ever wanted, but was draining you. Last night, you stayed up until late photographing the V League match that happened in your city.
It was the first time you got to picture your boyfriend, Korai, as the superstar he was. But the whole ordeal of running around, taking pictures, dodging people, dodging slammed balls and dealing with your boss there too, took all the energy out of you.
It took your energy so much you forgot you promised Korai to fuck him if he won.
In your mind, you thought your boyfriend would be tired as fuck too, as he was the one who was actually in court, so you excused yourself in your mind and quickly drifted off soon after arriving home.
The morning sun hit your eyes directly, blinding you before you could even wake up properly. Your whole body felt hot and a little sweaty, and your groin seemed… amazing?
In your half sleepy brain, you melted into it. Feeling how the strange thing caressing your cock was moving up and down your shaft. When it grazed your head, a sudden jolt of pleasured sparked throughout your whole body.
The -you could feel wet- muscle bobbed up and down your shaft, making your cock feel like it was in heaven, exploiting all of its nerves. The oh so amazing feeling was gone for a second, leaving you a little irritated until something touched your tip.
In an instant, you felt how your cock was enveloped inside something hot, wet, and that was hollowing out. The sudden explosion of feelings in your cock made you finally wake up, moaning out of pleasure in the process.
You lifted the bed sheet, to graze upon seeing Hoshiumi, eyes fierce, locked into making you feeling good, but also enjoying it himself. One hand was in the base of your cock, pushing himself further into deepthroating you. He glanced at your face, and tried to smile. Not too successful, as he had a whole dick in his mouth.
As he bobbed his head up and down, you threw the bed sheets of yourselves, seeing Hoshiumi in all of his glory. You could see his naked, well-built body, laying in the mattress. His hips were rocking, frotting his cock into the blanket under him, and the crack of his ass was covered in lube.
“You had it all planned out, didn’t you?” You crackled, reaching for his head to stroke his hair. With a pop, he lifted himself out of your cock, stroking it slightly next to his face.
“You promised to fuck my brains out after the game, didn’t you?” He lifted his head back to your tip, teasing it with his tongue, circling it in just the way that made you go insane. “I want my prize”
In a whim, you lifted yourself off the bed, pining Hoshiumi down it. Your cock, hard as a rock, was now teasing Korai’s hole, smearing your precum and mixing with the lube. His eyes softened, morphing into his characteristic ‘I want cock’ face you were so weak to.
Finally, your cock pushed into his wet and tight hole, making him scream out lewd moans. You gritted your teeth near his neck and shoulder, your groans littering his ears as you pushed into him at a hornily fast pace.
“Wanted your prize?” You whimpered into his ear, pushing your cock into his sweet spot, making sure Korai was so loud he woke up their neighbors.
“Y-yes! I want it so ba-AGH!” Korai moaned loudly, feeling how your cock tore apart his insides, and letting himself drown in the pleasure.
You pushed as deep as you physically could, locking eyes into him, feeling how his insides pulsated around you, pushing you further into ecstasy.
“Well, here it is”
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Kageyama Tobio:
Last night was an absolute party, you thought.
Your boyfriend came back from Italy to play as Japan’s main setter for the fourth year in a row! The whole stadium was in an electrifying mood, watching and keeping count of all the game, as you did as well with your man.
When the game ended, you got invited to an after-party, and you accepted to go without any hesitation. The party was mainly relatives of the players, as the actual players wanted to remain sober because they had another game literally the next fucking day (lmao). But you still dragged your boyfriend into the party.
You didn’t push him to drink, as he almost never did, and he just kept to himself in a couch, watching how you got absolutely demolished with two bottles of alcohol in your hands, and someone pouring another down your face and throat. And somehow, with that drunk look of your he got horny.
In the morning after you guys came back to your hotel room, he got to work.
He lifted himself off the bed, and carefully positioned himself over you, his legs almost trapping your hips. Carefully, he lowered himself until his groin touched yours, and he started to grind himself off your cock.
In a smooth, slow motion, he rocked his hips back and forth, sending pleasure sparks up his body. He grabbed the bedsheets and clenched them, trying to ground himself to a faster speed. In a few moments he became a whimpering mess, broken moans and pleas were spitted out of him, also in an attempt to wake you up, to no avail.
When he felt your hard cock rising, he got off your pelvis down to your knees, removing the clothing off your penis to set it free. After positioning himself, he grabbed your cock at half mast and began to stroke it. In a whim, you became harder, starting to leak precum.
Tobio quickly removed his underwear, tossing it somewhere, and positioned himself above your cock. Slowly, he lowered himself, and your dick started to push through his hole. The stretch of his entrance, how it was moving up him, brushing in his sweetest places and moaning was all in Kageyama’s mind.
After a few moments he bottomed out, feeling how your pulsing dick was growing even harder inside him. With no much thought in mind, he started to ride you, moving his hips up and down, your shaft and tip caressing his prostate, which made him lose himself in ecstasy.
In a fuzzy view, you woke up to your boyfriend moaning and whimpering a whole lot, riding your cock and his tits bouncing up and down. As Kageyama was lost in pleasure, he didn’t see you waking up. All he felt was a sudden warmth in his left pectoral.
When he glanced down, he saw your hand, squeezing on the muscle, before your fingers played and fiddled with his nipple. This was the last straw for Tobio, cumming on the spot, splurging in your face and chest.
“How naughty…” You whispered, seeing your usually calm boyfriend all worked up and horny only by your penis. Your hands grabbed both sides of his hips before you started to slam into him relentlessly.
His moans augmented exponentially, shouting his lewdness out into the room, fearing someone might hear them. In fact, it made you go faster.
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