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Dirty Pair 😳💦🚗

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Miko & Kei after leaving in the latest chapter be like

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babeeeeee you have me addicted to your roommates ushi x reader fic 😭 please make more with links 😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 maybe a tsukki x reader 👀 okie but also love the size difference kink showing in your fic too 😭😘👌 absolutely delish girl thank you for blessing us

FUCK yes. god YES i can.

cruel ✧.*

tsukishima x reader ₊˚ෆ

★ twt links included!!!!

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summary: you and tsuki are roomates, you go out to a party and he is just mean to you. so when you get home you embarrass him by going through his porn. smut, making out, twt links, squirting dirty talk all, male receiving head

twt links scattered in here. loved making this!!! request more babes.

of course you were overstepping. of course you had had a little to much to drink. but to be honest you were still fully aware of every move you had made tonight. it was all calculated.

you and your roommate tsukishima kei had found yourselfs at a party earlier that night. it was a friendly get together that turned into more of a party the longer it went on. sure you took some shots. but all of that was hours ago.

during the party you had been flirting with some of kei’s teammates. it was nothing bad of course. it was all far play. the music was bumping and the lights were flashing. truly it had turned into a house party. it wasn’t until tsuki had pulled you aside that your mood really flipped.

he could be cruel sometimes. a sharp mind and a sharper tongue, but he was also caring. in this moment all the lines were blurred.

whispering in your ear he spoke the words. “stop putting yourself out there your just going to embarrass yourself..” you gasped, pushed him back and left. like any sane person would. you ordered and uber walking out of the apartment complex and arrived at your shared apartment within minutes.

instead of wallowing in your pain, you created a master plan. one that was going to embarrass him so much that he would have no choice then apologize to you. you were quick to your room, changing into skimpy pjs and lacey under garments.

sure his comment hurt. but it hurt more coming from him. you liked him. after sharing an apartment with him for so long you two would laugh after his snarky comments. hitting him and telling him to treat you better in which he would reply, ‘yes y/n…’. so why did he pull you away tonight and degrade you? did he have a problem with you flirting? maybe..

shortly after you changed the locks to your home unlocked and he walked in. with his timing it seems like right after you left, he said goodbye to everyone and followed you shortly after.

“how did you get home?” he asked, taking off his hoodie and hanging it up. then proceeding to take his belongings out of his pant pockets.

then and there is struck you. your master plan.

you walked over to him, making sure you didn’t rush to fast, but just quick enough to close in on him. “took an uber..” you spoke quietly. almost to a whisper.

“huh? you what? why are you being so quiet..?” he asked tone slightly annoyed. hook, line, sinker. you had riled him up just enough.

“oh i don’t know…” you said now right next to him, back against the counter top. he stood above you. eyes linked with yours. he was obviously looking at all of you. all of you. he tilted his head to the side waiting for you to finish your sentence.

“maybe.. it’s because..” you had to sly about this. reaching behind you in a very smooth motion, you grabbed his phone into your hand. praying he didn’t notice until you had it firmly in your grasp.

“-because you made me feel stupid..!” you said sharp and bluntly pushing him on the chest with your open hand before taking quick strides back to your room. it was too late for him to realize what you had.

you were already at your door when he started “y/n! give me my phone back!” stumbling after you, you shut the door in his face. locking it quickly. he was right on the other side of the door. his knocks turned into pounds. then shortly he gave in.

“what did i do y/n… fuck- please i’m sorry just open the door.” he said pleading to you.

“no tsuki. you embarrassed me. you said i was trying to hard and i was going to embarrass myself. so now… im gonna embarrass you.” you said while a smile on your face. your mission was simple, find somthing so embarrassing that he wanted to cry, give his phone back. and he would apologize. simple.

you knew his password. of course you knew his password, when unlocking his phone he spoke again on the other side of the door. “i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have said that. i didn’t know what i was thinking…” he said softly. it was sincere, but you were going to let this end that quickly.

you searched through his phone, going to his camera roll you looked for embarrassing photos of him in his pre-teens or maybe even as a kid. but the only thing you could find were younger pictures of him and he was adorable. this wasn’t going to work, you needed somthing better.

and there is was, your knight in shining armor. an app with a big white X on it. you knew you could find somthing on twitter right? ever guy had somthing on there… so he should right..?

before opening the app you decided to toy with him. just to make this whole thing more painful for him. “whatcha got on twitter kei? anything you want to tell me before i go through it?” you spoke with a joyful voice.

“god. y/n please don’t oh my god. i’m sorry. just don’t go into that app.” he pleaded more miserable then ever. that was your goal anyways.

“sorry i’m gonna do it anyways!” you laughed. and just like that you clicked into it. it had to be here somewhere… you thought.

like a beacon in the night, the likes tab revealed all. scrolling through countless videos of porn. something inside you shifted. maybe it was the way you heard him whisper “fuckk..” behind the door. or maybe it was that you had a full visual gallery of all his kinks. but you were growing needy, and it was clear to you.

you paused on certain videos, watching them longer than others. like the way this girl took her bfs cock down her throat and the way she was all tied up. it made you think about kei doing that to you. god! what were you thinking!

mindlessly you rubbed your legs together. the sound of him behind the door made your brain go fuzzy. “y/n just stop.. please..” he whispered. you couldn’t stop. you scrolled to the next one.

the next video was of a girl get railed right next to a pc monotor. her hands scrambled over the key board as she took rough back shots. your mind flashed to the set up kei had in his room. your mind flashed to him pounding into your cunt infront of his game. you having to be al’ quiet because the mic is still on. fuck. why were you thinking this. you forced yourself to remember you were still mad at him.

the next one a girl spread her legs in a public bathroom, forced to be quiet as her partner finger fucked her. spitting on her cunt. kei would be good with his fingers, is he seriously into the whole public thing? god seriously what is wrong with you! the need for him to do stuff to you was too much. your lust was replacing every emotion you had in you.

the last one really sent you over the edge. a video of a girl getting pounded, it is only about 30 seconds. and the entire 30 seconds is of her getting fucked through her orgasm. she soaks the camera with her liquid and is moaning through the whole thing. it was too much for you.

opening the door you met face to face with a deranged tsukishima. blushed and flushed his hair was a mess and his eyebrows furrowed with anxiety. there was something else though, the way his eyes were halfly litted and the way he looked down at you were your gaze met his. you needed him. and maybe, just maybe… he needed you too.

“tsuki…” you called his name out, bringing the phone up to his chest before taking it back into your hands and unlocking it. he didn’t say a word the whole time. “i’ve never squirted before…” you admitted before showing him the video. he recognized it. it was one he watched often.

“fuck.. y/n… what do you want. i’m sorry seriously. but… is this just a game to you? to get back at me?” he asked while taking his phone back. through it into his pant pocket.

“no.. it’s just… fuck tsuki-“ you cut yourself off. to afraid to cross that line. your gaze dropped to the ground. but somthing else caught your eye. his cock was prominent in his pants. it was big from the looks of it.

“tell me what you want.” his voice rang iut in the silence. confidence surged through your body. lust was overcoming every other emotion you had. any clear thought was gone.

“i want you to fuck me kei..!” it was music to his ears. before you knew it his body crashed into yours. he grabbed your face and pulled you in for a deep kiss. you moaned into his mouth. your noises made you embarrassed.

“fuck i love that… keep moaning for me please” he begged, almost reading your mind.

your back crashed into the wall next to your door frame. his hands traveled up and down your figure. your lips worked against each other. both of you needing more.

without second thought you broke the kiss and dropped to your knees. you really weren’t one for giving head, but for him…. you would do anything.

“y/n.. you don’t have to..” he said sincerely. you shook your head no, before freeing his cock from his pants and underwear. pulling them all down at once. it was beautiful. on the longer side, with a little girth. his balls were smaller. his tip was a nude pink. and fuck- your mouth drooled.

licking the tip, but a little. he groaned, hands flying to your hair, pulling it out of the way. you then licked all of it. before taking it into your mouth. back and fourth you bobbed your head. saliva slipping out of your mouth.

you gaged once or twice but it was short lived before he was pulling you to your feet and into his arms. lifting you up off the ground he mumbled the words “need more..” before making his way to his room.

gently resting you on the bed he stripped you of your clothing. making fast work of anything you had on, which already wasn’t much. your legs were closed before he pried them open. back flat on his bed, legs spread for him to see. you leaked on to his sheets. your wetness already overwhelming. his mind went silly.

“let me…” he said bringing his hand to your cunt. he sat infront of you on the bed, slightly angled but only to see your sopping pussy at full view. you moaned when he touched your folds. curling your clit your back arched off the bed.

it wasn’t until you lifted your hips into the air that he plunged one of his slender fingers into you. “fuck~ kei-!” you moaned out. your words were his motivation. he finger fucked you with grace. until he added a second one and you were squirming all around the place.

“fuck that too much for you baby?” he toyed. you clenched down on his fingers, enticed by is words. “you like that? you like when i fuck with you huh?” butterflies filled your stomach. he was too much.

“i need… you kei please please gimmie your cock..!” you moaned out, reaching for his length. only to grab his thigh and claw at it. searching for more.

“i’ll give you more baby…” he said while flipping you around. moving both your bodies in harmony while he kissed you with heat. you moaned into his mouth until you two broke for the position change.

it was in no time that he had you all stretched out around his long length. you were al spread for him. him underneath you, your back against his chest. his words rang out in your ears.

“knew you would like this position. been thinking about doing this to you al night. can’t fucking run away from his cock baby…” he fucked his dick into you. you were lacking of control. the only thing you could do was bounce on it.

“fucking been thinking of fuckin you like this for ages. getting to whisper in your ear and play with your clit….” his hand came in contact with your sensitive little bud. you started seeing stars.

“didn’t know you would be such a slut for my dirty words.. huh baby you like that?” he slaped your cunt. your back spasmed and you moaned out. you were going to cum. it was too late to even say anything your overwhelming sensation approaching too fast.

“cum on it.” he spat out. he knew you were gonna cum. and yet he kept fucking you. his long hard cock in and out of your sopping wet pussy. his balls smacking against your skin. his groans behind your ear. fuck.

white liquid rushed out of you. tsukishima quickly rushed to rub harshly into your clit.

“fuck! ah-! kei fuck! ah~ i can’t-! stop!” your words were rushed, staggered and stuttering you grabbed onto his wrist to stop.

finally when no more seemed to come out of you he stopped his motion and set you down. laying you beside him. all your energy you once had was gone.

“see, now you can say you have squirted.” he laughed from beside you.

he was right.

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[akaashiit]

awkward

𝒕sukishima 𝒌ei x fem!reader

𝒃lurb ﹕ you ask the aloof, salty, apparently annoying blond middle blocker to tutor you, and he says.. yes? ╱ 𝒘𝒄 # 1.4k

— 𝒂uthor's 𝒏ote ﹕ short n shit i should have made it longer.. it's okay 🫶

you really hadn't expected him to say yes.

you were in the same class, yes, and you shared a mutual friend, yamaguchi. however, you were definitely not close enough to call yourself friends.

so it had came as quite a shock when upon asking him to tutor you in english, he'd accepted. he'd actually accepted.

"you will?" you squeaked out, voice shaking. "i mean, you will?"

you hope that had come out in a very mature, deep voice.

tsukishima rolls his eyes, using a long, slender finger to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "i said yes, didn't i? you don't have to be so surprised."

you clear your throat, wincing. "yes. uhm. thanks, tsukishima." behind him, you see yamaguchi giving you a cheerful grin and a thumbs up, and you feel like hitting the strawberry head.

standing up from his chair, tsukishima towers over you. you'd forgotten how tall he was. gulping, you take a step back, and thankfully he doesn't seem to notice.

scribbling something on a scrap piece of paper, tsukishima hands it to you. "it's my number. text me when you're available."

confused, you say, "can't we arrange it now? i mean, class is over.."

he fixes you a blank stare, and you gulp again.

"i have volleyball practice."

you force an embarrassed laugh. "oh. yeah. right."

pausing, he stares at you again, the silence hanging heavy in the air.

you take a step back.

then another.

"well, im just gonna go.. i-ill text you." jerking your hand up in an awkward wave, you leave the classroom, practically running out of the door.

a beat of silence, then–

"oh man, tsukki, what was that? you stared at her like she was a ghost or something.." yamaguchi can't stop laughing, hysterical as he bends over and clutches his stomach.

"shut up, yams."

"gomen, tsukki!" he's still grinning widely, though.

"your ears are red, by the way." yamaguchi is ruthless.

—

16:02, tuesday.

you: hi, this is y/n :) where and when would u like to meet? read

you frown at your phone screen, brow furrowed. why had he left you on read? he hadn't backed out of tutoring you, had he?

oh no. it would be so awkward if he had..

—

tsukishima left his water bottle and phone - unlocked, by the way - for one second while he went to the bathroom on the benches. one second. bruh it sounds like the bathroom is on the benches that is not what i meant

okay, maybe it was longer than one second. tsukishima had drunken a lot of water earlier.

"tsukki, shoyo and kageyama are doing something on your phone." yamaguchi peeks around the doorway as tsukishima was washing his hands.

"they're doing what?" he sounds furious. then, right on cue—

"tsukishima! who's y/n?" hinata calls out to him loudly, waving tsukishima's phone in the air.

"boke!" kageyama hisses at him, snatching the phone off hinata. "why would you show the beanstalk, he'll be pissed that you're reading his text messages–"

"what do you mean? it was your idea too!" hinata yelps indignantly, eyes widening as tsukishima approaches. "quick! kageyama! hide! he's coming-"

"oi. give me my phone." tsukishima's hand is already reaching towards the phone, his glare angry and sharp.

kageyama just glares back.

"woah, guys, what's going on over there? breaks over, back to practice." daichi's voice can be heard over on the other side of the gym, where he is practicing his receives.

throwing kageyama and hinata another glare, tsukishima grabs his phone out of kagyamas grip and throws it into his bag. it's probably his brother or something. he'll answer it later.

—

it was, in fact, not his brother.

tsukishima kei: hey sorry. i was at practice you: oh thats alright! sorry i forgot you: but uh it said you read my message tsukishima kei: dw about it you: ah okay then :) tsukishima kei: dym working at the library? its quiet there you: not at all! library it is then. tmr 4pm? tsukishima kei: ok liked by you

—

taking a deep breath, you straighten your skirt, fiddling with the material.

you take a glance at your watch. 4:07pm.

sighing, you think about packing up your stuff that you had arranged neatly on the table. if he wasn't going to show, there was no point.

just as you're reaching out for your notebook, a tall figure slides into the chair in front of you, his glasses slightly askew.

"sorry im late. i had something to deal with." yeah that something was stopping kageyama and hinata from taking his phone again

"oh, it's fine," you smile at him, just relieved he came. "so uh, im having trouble with the grammar worksheet.."

—

to your surprise, tsukishima was quite patient.

you had heard from other classmates that he was angry, annoyed when they didn't know the answer. for you? he merely frowned slightly and gently corrected you.

"ah, here it's present tense, not past. so you have to write-"

"'she runs over to his friend.'" nodding quickly, you beam. "thanks. gosh, english is hard. why do they have all those silly sounds like l and q?" you wrinkle your nose. "so confusing."

tsukishima shrugs, lifting his arm to scratch his neck. you look away, cheeks flushed.

"they probably think the same thing. like, why do japanese people have three alphabets?" he laughs, so low and quiet you think you almost miss it.

"fair. i mean, i wonder that myself." sighing, you begin to pack up your stuff. you two have been sitting there for over an hour, and your butt is numb. "thanks for helping me, tsukishima. i really appreciate it."

but tsukishima isn't listening. in fact, his attention is directed towards a bookshelf nearby, where a couple of boys are clearly standing there, eavesdropping.

"crap! he sees us! abort mission!" this comes from a bright oranged haired short kid.

"she's so pretty! how did tsukki pull her?" this flattering statement comes from an also short boy with a yellow streak through his hair.

"shut up! he can hear you, idiots," an angry looking, black haired boy grumbles to them.

"hey, kageyama, its not good to tell your senpais to shut up," a guy with a shaved head who looks suspiciously likes a deliquent says to 'kageyama'.

tsukishima stands up, his gaze fiery and directed toward the bookshelf. "excuse me for a moment, y/n."

"of course. uh, do you know them, tsukishima?" you blink at the four guys shamelessly staring at you two.

"no."

"SHIT HE'S WALKING TOWARDS US!" the orange head all but pushes his friends out of the way to run away from tsukishima, and his friends hurry to follow him, anxious to avoid the now seething blond.

the yellow streak has the audacity to shout, "have fun with your girlfriend!" on the way out, and you feel like disappearing on the spot.

tsukishima turns to you now, and his gaze softens just a fraction.

"sorry about that." he sits back down in his chair. "they're assho-"

"language, tsukishima," you bite out sharply, giving him a disappointed look.

he inhales deeply, as though he's trying his hardest to conceal his rage.

"they're annoying people who have nothing better to do in their free time other than to spy on innocent people." he manages to spit out.

you tilt your head at him, amused. "innocent?"

tsukishima rolls his eyes. "yeah."

there's another beat of silence. the two of you just stare at eachother.

"well, ive got to run," its you that ends up breaking the quiet, standing up and pushing your chair in. "thanks again, tsukishima."

he nods, looking down at his paper, avoiding eye contact with you. tsukishima's horrible at eye contact and when he does its terrifying

you hesitate.

then, before your brain can talk you out of it, you lean across the table. it's a clumsy, fleeting and awkward press of lips against his cheek – barely a second long – but it feels like fire against his skin.

your whole face is cherry red when you lean back, quickly stumbling out of your chair and running out of the library.

and tsukishima? he just sits there, motionless, reliving every single second of what just happened in his head, storing into his own personal library. his hand reaches up to brush over his cheek, a ghost of a smile on his face.

yamaguchi, the silent ninja he is, appears out of nowhere. "tsukki, you're smiling."

"shut up, yams."

but even tsukishima himself can't deny hes grinning, and the next day you have a text from him that says–

tsukishima kei: go out with me. please.

thanks for reading! tsukki my king 🙏 pls tutor me wjkgeajilrkjgnal

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