#akaashi fic

[dumdogs]

DRUNK WALK HOME

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CHAPTER ELEVEN: sources

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[clawsdevour]

work overload

wc: 1.6k content warning: post-timeskip, established relationship, akaashi x reader, just smut.., creampie, oral m!receiving, not proofread

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Hearing the door bell echo through the halls, you excitedly run over to the entrance of your house. A light squeak the moment you twist the knob, letting the cool breeze fly in. Immediately, a heavy weight jumped on you, engulfing you in it’s warmth. It’s no other than your husband who just got back from work, Keiji Akaashi.

Lately, he’s been working long and tireless shifts for his publishing company. Editing and revising, Akaashi’s endlessly running through multiple shonen manga magazines to be published on time. Today was the last day to submit his completed work. 

Stumbling back in through the door with big arms wrapped around you, smelling like work. His limpless muscleds tense around your shoulders, almost suffocating you in his overbearing affection. The touch he’s craved ever since he’s taken on the big project since you’ve only been seeing whenever you needed to use the restroom during the night. Pulling his embrace a few inches away, his purple eyebags glance at you as Akaashi flashes a warm smile.

“Missed you,” a homey voice melted in your ears, feeling his heated lips kiss the surface of your forehead.

His large hands move down towards your waist, pulling you in closer while his pecks start to increase all over your face, the sound of the door shutting behind him. You’re stepping backwards as he moves forward with his hands clasped on your body The tension increasing between you two, his pecks turning into sloppy kisses tickling your neck while you giggled in response.

Breaking away to feel the crisp breeze for a moment, you stare at his flushed cheeks and eyes that had a lustful desire from being away from you for so long. You’ve back up to living room, almost hitting the behind of your couch. 

“I missed you too, almost too much for me..” an agile finger dragging down his swollen pink lips, down to his neck sending him shivers to his spine while you continued to his collarbone.. and chest. His beady eyes watching your every move in hunger.

Hands on his suit and tie, slowly unbuttoning his blazer whilst making intimate eye contact with him that devoured your confidence away. Popping off the button, his broad shoulders work their way out of the blazer, stripping off the article of clothing and letting it drop to the ground.

Leaning down towards you with his arms that acted like a border from letting you out of his grasp, your back hitting the couch while you fiddle with his black tie in front of your eyes. His gentle kisses land on your forehead and temples while you begin to undo his tie, sliding it down at a pace that made him impatient, as if to tease him.

Feeling a certain hardness grow beneath you, urging to be let loose, his length increases against you in arousal. His hips slightly grinded against the atmosphere, painfully erected from the pent up weeks that consisted of thoughts about you. 

Noticing his growth, you let his loosened tie dangle from his neck while you go down on two knees. Face to face with his bulge that was heavily restrained against his tight slacks, fingers unbuttoning the top before dragging down the zipper. A sigh of relief was heard the moment you took out his cock that dripped with precum.

“Don’t give me that look..” his deep voice croaked from above, his narrow eyes darting down at you in neediness. 

Slowly and sensationally you stroked his cock up and down, attempting to get him at his full size while you watched his engaging reactions. Your doe eyes batted in satisfaction from watching him get off with just your hands. 

Licking the precum off his tip made him whimper in delight as your hot tongue made contact with his length. Gripping onto the top of the couch, his nails dug deep into the material when your mouth swarmed his cock with your plush and wet walls. Your tongue wrapping around him with a foreign sensation. His head starting to tip back as you bob your head up and down, pleasuring him further with the squelching and eye contact as you tried to take his full girth in one go.

Your muscle tangling around his cock, moving up towards his sensitive tip that pulsated in content. Flicking it with the tip of your tongue, the amount of pleasure is dizzying, his legs beginning to quiver, his cock starting to twitch in your mouth. Near his release, his grunts and whining were like music to your ears. The erotic sounds that played the more you increased your speed made his head spin.

Spurting his white gooey ropes in your mouth, he can’t hold himself back any longer. He needs you. Picking himself up, seeing the stars start to fade away from his vision. His thumb guides his cock out of your mouth with a little ‘pop!’ Swallowing his milky bitter load, you wipe the rest off with the back of your head while you get up from the wood floor.

“N’it in here Keiji.”

Turning around so you’re facing the back of the couch, you arched your back so the only view he gets is your ass that you shook in his face. His eyes widened slightly in arousal before ripping your pajama pants down along with your underwear, a slight yelp coming from the front.

Your bare cunt exposed for his pleasure, already glistening with slick. Running a thick finger along your slit before feeling a prod at your entrance. You let out a sweet moan that fills his ears the moment you felt his fingertip enter your hole that yearns for his touch. Slowly moving his long and slender finger in and out, your juices catching onto his finger that shimmered in the light as he twisted and curled inside for an instant before taking it out.

Feeling a bigger and thicker warmth poke at your entrance, you look back at your husband in lust while Akaashi gradually enters into your warm cunt that dripped with essence as it welcomes his size. Filling you up with his cock, a slight bulge appearing on your abdoment as he waited for you to adjust. Reaching your nether regions the moment he slid in, satisfied with just his length inside.

“Feel good?” his soft pecks making their way around the back of your neck, his fingers starting to bruise the sides of your hips. 

“Mhm..” rocking your hips back as a way to let him know to begin moving. Akaashi huffs out a subtle chuckle before backing out to forcefully push himself back in, causing you to quiver with his sudden change. 

These slow but powerful thrusts made your insides tense and cling onto him while you moaned out loud every time he shoves his girth back into you. Gradually, a murky white ring of slick started to build up at the base of his cock the more he continued. 

Your wet folds sopped with juices as his cock stimulated you further with every pounding, filling you up and touching all of your sweet spots that made your toes curl in pleasure. Your consistent breathing started to turn raggedy when you told him to increase his speed. To his own satisfaction he much obliged, going at a faster pace fucking you brainless despite your walls that suctioned onto him that drove him mad. 

Your insides twitched as the heat started to pool at the bottom of your stomach with each plummet sending shivers down your spine. His plump lips nipping at your neck while his low husky tone cooed praises into your ear as you whined in satisfaction, heightening the intensity. The skin on skin slapping getting louder, blending in with the groans only you get to hear.

The heat radiating off of his every touch as his half buttoned dress shirt shuffled against his damp skin with his every action. His pants just slightly below his crotch creating that friction against your two bodies as the sound of his belt clincked with every time his cock plummeted into you. Glasses just barely at the tip of his nose, so fucking hot.

Stretching your tight hole until it was molded to the shape of his cock, starting to pulse inside as your pussy quaked in joy. His deathening tight grip moving up towards your waist to stabilize himself throughout the unbearable pleasure.

“Love, can I c-cum inside?” Akaashi asked between inconsistent breaths.

“Give me… all of you,” the moment you granted him permission was the moment his hot load shot inside your gummy walls. 

Painting the inside of your dripping cunt, cooling down his pace as if he saw static block his field of vision for a brief moment. Continuing to pound into you to help you reach your own orgasm, you weren’t far. 

The heat that gradually built up at the pits of your stomach gurgled, ready to be defused like a firework. His tip lighting that spark inside, hitting you once more at your sweet spot in satisfaction till you came. 

Ripping out one loud moan from your mouth, his body just slightly hovers over you, careful to not increase the heat that emitted from his torso onto you. Heavily breathing and coated with a sheen layer of sweat before turning yourself over to face his front.

“We can do this every night now that you won’t be working as much..” grabbing him closer by his loosened tie, half lidded eyes closing while your slightly swollen lips made their way to his.

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[bunblues]

AFTER THE RAIN ; akaashi keiji x reader masterlist ; ONGOING

A sweltering hot summer in Tokyo, a projected four-week forecast of sun and blue skies for as far as the eye can see, it’s on a Tuesday in June while the heavens split open – briefly, momentarily, a monsoon that lasts minutes – when Akaashi Keiji falls in love.

tags/warnings: timeskip akaashi and others, mentions of drinking, at points there will be a lot of out of character moments as i haven't read the manga in years and i will be prone to writing the wrong information, but who's keeping tabs, it's all in the name of fiction! also caveat - i know msby is based in osaka but let's pretend the boys are now in tokyo, like i said, it's been donkeys years since i read the manga, sue me!

author's note: hello hello! this is my first fanfic in what feels like eons, but i'm glad to throw my hat into the ring again. as i work full-time and am undergoing a house renovation, updates will be inconsistent. i appreciate those who have taken the time out of their day to read my sloppy writing and possible minor grammar mistakes (as a woman who is an editor by day that's quite hilarious...). i hope you enjoy!

❀ 1: warm ❀ 2: sweaty ❀ 3: crashing ❀ 4: philanthropic ❀ 5: suddenly ❀ 6: coming soon! ❀ 7: coming soon!

[birdchirps2much]

Morning practice - Akaashi Keiji x Bokuto Koutarou

Summary/tags: An early morning takes an unexpected turn for Akaashi. MDNI, fluff, smut (rimming, fingering, hand job, oral), swearing.

AN: this is the first smut ive written so be kind :(

The sunrise causes a soft glow in the silent bedroom. Akaashi groans, blinking slowly as he wakes up. Blurry vision focusing on the sheer curtains across the room. It was too early. 

He sighs, knowing it was just a matter of time before Bokuto's alarm goes off. He loved his boyfriend but god did he hate his morning training. His hand moves under the blanket, fingers searching for the familiar warmth next to him. 

Akaashi's fingers trail up Bokuto's side, thankful the other man insisted on sleeping shirtless. His hand travels over Bokuto's chest feeling the firm ridges of his muscles. He shifts closer, hand settling over Bokuto's heart. 

Nuzzling against Bokuto's neck, Akaashi breaths in his faint scent. The steady heart beat under his palm relaxing him. Bokuto shifts in his sleep, Akaashi's soft breath against his skin waking him up. 

His hands find Akaashi's waist under the blanket. He gives a soft squeeze, groaning as he adjusts to the soft light in the room. 

"Good morning Ji."

Akaashi shivers at Bokuto's deep morning voice. Pressing a kiss to the base of Bokuto's neck. 

"Gotta shave today. The guys keep giving me shit." 

Akaashi hums in response, pressing kisses into his boyfriend's skin. His lips graze under his chin, brushing against the hair there. Akaashi sucks lightly at the skin, causing Bokuto to groan. He shifts closer, chest to chest, meeting Bokuto's eyes. 

"I'll miss the beard." 

Bokuto grunts, hands squeezing Akaashi's hips. "Yeah?" 

Akaashi nods, lips brushing Bokuto's. "Yeah." 

Bokuto crushes his lips against Akaashi's, catching the man off guard. He struggles to keep up, letting Bokuto to take control and deepen the kiss. His hands push against Akaashi's waist, guiding him back onto the bed. 

Akaashi sighs as Bokuto's weight settles on top of him. He shifts, brushing his clothed cock against Bokuto's. The firm grip on his hip stops the movement. They break apart, lips brushing as they catch their breath. 

"Fuck Ji." 

Akaashi shivers as Bokuto nuzzles into his neck, beard hair prickling his skin. 

"You like it that much?" 

Bokuto sucks at the soft skin of his neck. Akaashi whines, eyes closed as he nods his head in response. 

"You look so hot with it Kou. So big and buff." 

Bokuto grunts pressing Akaashi further into the bed. "Fuck it." 

Akaashi opens his eyes confused at the loss of contact. His hands searching for Bokuto's to drag him back down. Bokuto sits up, reaching towards the night stand. He fumbles for his phone, before quickly silencing the device.

"Koutarou?"

Bokuto slides further down the bed, hands settling against Akaashi's waist. 

"What about practice? You're gonna be late." 

Bokuto ignores Akaashi's concern, tapping against his hip. Akaashi lifts, following Bokuto's silent command. His fingers hook into Akaashi's boxers. 

"Practice can wait I need to taste you first." 

Akaashi lets out a whimper as Bokuto drags his underwear down, his neglected cock twitches at the action. Bokuto presses a kiss to the reddening tip. Bokuto looks up from his spot, smirking at his boyfriend's flushed face. He grips Akaashi, giving him a gentle squeeze. 

"You good Ji?" 

They lock eyes, Akaashi's hazy gaze meeting Bokuto teasing one. Akaashi opens his mouth, his response cut off by a sharp moan. Bokuto's tongue collecting the precum at his slit. Akaashi rolls his hips, chasing Bokuto's mouth. Bokuto laughs, thick arms settling across his waist. 

"Hold on baby." 

Bokuto moves, settling at the end of the bed. Lifting one of Akaashi's thigh over his shoulder. He sucks a hickey into the skin, digging his chin into his firm thigh. He bites, leaving one last mark before making his final decent. 

"You love my beard so much, huh? You'd miss it so much, right?" 

His teasing tone sends goosebumps over Akaashi's body. A pink flush covers Akaashi's chest as he eyes Bokuto's movements. He pushes Akaashi's thigh further into himself, spreading him open. Giving a teasing lick against his sensitive rim. 

Akaashi's dick jumps at the sensation, leaking against his abdomen. Bokuto pulls away, eyes searching for Akaashi's . He clicks his tongue, annoyed at the arm draped over his boyfriends eyes.

"Want you to watch." 

Akaashi whines, need settling at the base of his stomach as Bokuto teasingly flicks at his rim. Akaashi's hand trails up his chest, fingers catching against his pebbled nipple. He lets out a gasp.

"Koutarou." 

Bokuto hums, pressing a kiss against his hole. "Yeah Ji? Whats up." 

Akaashi reaches down, fingers gripping the gray hair between his thighs. Bokuto lets out a soft growl at the tugging on his roots. His mouth warm against Akaashi's skin. 

"Hurry up Kou." 

Bokuto flattens his tongue, burying his face into Akaashi's ass. 

"Anything for you baby." 

His fingers comes up to meet his tongue, pressing one finger in as he licks at the rim. He takes his time working Akaashi open, chest swelling with each gasp and squirm from his boyfriend. He grinds his cock against the bed, trying to alleviate some of the pressure building in his lower abdomen. 

"Gotta prep you first Ji." 

Akaashi moans at the feeling, pulling harder at his hair. "Want you." 

Bokuto chuckles, "Yeah baby, you'll get me. Let me enjoy myself first."

[tetskuro]

autumn is akaashi's favorite season. the summer heat ebbs away into a pleasant chill, the crisp air foreshadowing colder months ahead. despite this, he's always liked the warmth in the trees as amber hues provide a stark contrast against the ashen sky. but most of all, he looks forward to seeing your face light up as he hands you your favorite hot drink.

"you didn't have to," you utter, yet the way your eyes sparkle says otherwise.

"but i wanted to," he replies swiftly.

he watches you raise the cup to your lips and take a tentative sip, warmth spreading from the top of his head to his toes when you hum contendedly. akaashi's smile is hidden behind his scarf, but the crinkle of his eyes betrays him.

your lips quirk upwards when you notice his subdued giddiness. "thank you, keiji."

the crunch of dry leaves accompanies the sound of your voice. akaashi thinks he quite enjoys this—spending autumn evenings wandering aimlessly while listening to you talk about your day. when the wind picks up, he interlaces his fingers with yours and slips his other hand into his coat pocket, feeling the extra pair of mittens that he keeps for you.

and just as the leaves fall every year without fail, akaashi falls for you time and time again.

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[nishipostitz]

where they cuddle you!

arms- will nooooot leave your arm(s) alone. in public you hold hands or cling to his arm, but when its cuddle time, hes clingy to your arm. he tries squishing your muscles and attempts to flex and show off (MUSCLE MOMMIES BETTER SHOW HIM UP THO). he WILL start nibbling and blowing into your arm 😭

bokuto, atsumu, oikawa, kiyoomi, tsukki

thighs - bruh they're down baddd. they love the plush of your thighs and it's so squishy and comfy they can fall asleep just cuddling and laying there. like you’re leaning against the headboard playing on your phone, reading, watching smt on your laptop, and he’s just massaging and grabbing your thighs. he likes laying on your lap and falling to sleep. he sleeps so good he starts drooling so you take pics of him for blackmail and also use it as your wallpaper. (he also cant sleep without cuddling your thighs or wrapping his own legs over yours)

kuroo, daichi, NOYA, hinata, TANAKA, akaashi, iwaizumi, suna, hoshiumi, issei

tummy- similar to thighs, you’d be sitting up and they’ll lay their face next to your stomach. or you’re both laying down and he rests his head on your tummy. or maybe he’s spooning and just LOVES your tummy. especially the squish and plushness of it mmmhhmm.

suga, osamu, aone, asahi, kenma, kageyama, kita, aran, yama, USHIJIMA

lowk they’ll just nibble wherever 😭

[seroh]

THE LOST ART OF RIVALRY ˗ˏˋ Akaashi k. ´ˎ˗

18. PHASE ONE: DENIAL

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˗ˏˋ EXTRA ´ˎ˗

– · yn HAS, in fact, been mentioning akaashi a lot more often and without insulting one way or another.

– · fumiko absolutely offered him her notes and going over them over some coffee. akaashi said he had it covered.

– · yn didn't realize he was trying to ask her out on a date, akaashi was too embarrassed to be more direct. he tried to be subtle about it a couple more times (and failed)

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[bectoshi]

insomniac - keiji akaashi x reader

akaashi is adamant that men and women cannot platonically be friends. you are adamant that your across-the-hall neighbor is horribly wrong.

through the thin walls that separate you, you and your insomniac neighbor get on one another's nerves, while your angry notes slip under one another's apartment doors.

k. akaashi x fem!reader, forced proximity, enemies to lovers kinda but not really but yes kinda, suggestive themes, eventual angst with comfort, swearing, possible ooc, drinking

smau hybrid - notes, texts, writing

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one. you've got mail!

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