.☘︎ ݁˖ KAGEYAMA’s hyper fixation. ♡ — req.
TOBIO is starting to think you’re doing this on purpose. walking around the house wearing a lace bra and sweatpants, leaning to watch what he’s doing on your phone and casually giving him a great view of your cleavage in that tank top, hugging him tightly from behind and making him feel your tits pressed against his broad back.
he isn’t a pig, it’s not like he stares at your breast instead of your face when you’re talking. but he isn’t dumb either. how your back arches towards him when you’re talking, hands laying on his chest while you nod, understanding — is almost too much for him. and after a week of torture, he snaps.
you’re on your shared bed, wearing just panties and a tank top, no bra on. he stands there, staring at your form, admiring your body and approaching you with slow, calculated steps. “oh, hi, baby” you smile at him, but he doesn’t smiles back. before you can ask, you’re caged beneath his body and with his mouth on yours. teeth grazing, lips tangling sloppily as your saliva mixes with his. you gasp, but your hands quickly find his back, pulling him closer. his chest is flush against yours, pressing you onto the mattress. he pulls away just enough to rip the fabric off your body before his mouth attacks your neck — sucking, biting, kissing. leaving small love marks all over your skin as one of his hands gropes your breast. “had fun torturing me?” he growls against yours skin, lowering his mouth, tracing a path of bites and hickeys on your skin until he reaches your breast. he remains there, not caring about his rock hard dick. not caring about anything in this world — except your chest. he sucks on them like his life depended on it, saliva leaking down your tits as he gropes them with his hands, pinching your nipples softly while he dry humps the mattres, trying to soothe his aching cock.
“c’mere, baby. let me help you” you whisper, shifting him so he is next to you instead of on top, one of your hands leaves his hair — the other one remains there, tangled with his black locks and pulling him closer to your flesh — to lower the waistband of his sweatpants. his cock pops out of his boxers: veiny, thick, tip red and leaking with pre cum. his eyes are closed, one hand gripping your tit and his mouth glued to the other, humming against it. you wrap your hand around his length, starting to jerk him off. he groans against your skin, but doesn’t pay many attention to it, as he keeps sucking on your chest. his body twitched against yours, his touches on you getting rougher as he approaches his release — even if he’s sure he could cum by just sucking on your breast. “tobio” you call him softly. he opens his eyes, hunger reflecting on them. “cum on my tits” you say, caressing his hair as your pumps get faster, dragging your palm up and down his long hardness.
you see how his mouth drops your boob with a soft pop, mouth parted and eyes looking at you as if you were the only god he’s devoted to. “do you mean it?” he says, lust filling his eyes and hand tightening around your tit slightly. after you nod, he shifts, sitting on the edge of the bed while you get on your knees on the floor. he grips the mattress tightly, knuckles turning white as you put his cock between your breast. he moans. kageyama tilts his head back, feeling his climax coming from just a few strokes of your breast bouncing on his dick. “baby, I-“ he growls and his cum starts spilling. it lays on your face, but mostly, on your chest. his eyes glimmer at the sight of your perfect tits covered by his own seed, painted white by him. “lemme clean it” he murmurs, tongue grazing his lower lip as his eyes fill with desire and his dick starts hardening again.
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