haikyuu men who hear wedding bells when you ask them to cum inside of you
"you're close, aren't you?" he can tell with the way your walls twitch around him when he pushes his palm down on the small of your back, arching your body further so the tip of his dick can reach that one velvety spot inside of you that has you seeing stars, "yeah, you are."
you shakily reposition your elbows on the bed and push your ass back against his groin, a hitched moan escaping your throat when you feel his balls slap against your puffy clit with every thrust into you. he replies back with a low groan of his own and tilts his head back, your pretty whimpers of his name and tight cunt gripping him like a vice being enough to get him close to his release.
"gonna- fuck- gonna pull out now, 'kay?"
when he cums, he's going to spill on your back, or your stomach, or your tits, like he always does, but your mind and body think otherwise. it's a risky decision you thought out beforehand, but confirmed in a split second that feels so mind-blowing that you can't do anything but want to follow through with it, "no! d-don't!"
a groan falls from his lips, his grip on your hips tightening to the point where you thought if his nails were any longer, they would've drawn blood, "you c-can't play around like that."
"not playing. please- ngh- w-wanna feel you in me, wanna feel you fill me up-"
"fuck, fuck, fuck," the underhead of his dick throbs violently, and he feels a surge work its way down his body. his hips stutter as his thrusts become more erratic; somehow faster and harder than before, the sheer power of him driving into you sending the bed frame lurching forward into the wall.
you reach back and place your trembling hand on his, nudging your trembling one under his, "cum in me, please, please, please! wanna be yours, y-you'll make me your girl, won't you?" your question is a soft purr, and that just about seals the deal.
a guttural moan of your name falls from his lips as he empties himself inside of you with seemingly never-ending pumps of his seed. you cum with him, your orgasm finally making its way under your skin as a tremor.
after he comes down from his high, he collapses next to you on the bed, surprised to find that he's still grasping onto your hand; but more surprised to see his thumb rubbing over your ring finger, almost as if it was searching for something that wasn't there, "i'll make you my girl."
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