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Birthday Texts

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In Love With Bokuto Playlist

When You’re Around: Not My Weekend 

Somewhere in Neverland: All Time Low

Starlight: Tonight Alive

I Must Be Dreaming: The Maine

1, 2, 3, 4: Plain White T’s

We’ll Be A Dream: We The Kings feat. Demi Lovato

Hot: Avril Lavigne

Out of My Head: Theory of a Deadman

Pavement: SayWeCanFly

Let’s Jump (Head over Heels): You vs Yesterday

Puppy Love: This Wild Life

Heartbeat: Stereo Skyline

Favorite Place: All Time Low (feat. The Band Camino)

Things I’ll Never Say:  Avril Lavigne

This is based on my own personal Bokuto themed spotify playlist and it’s all very happy, lovey punk songs because I imagine being in love with him makes you so irrevocably happy because he’s happy 🥺💙

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Imagine street racer Bokuto bending you over the hood of his car in his garage before a race, insisting you cum on it while he fucks you. It’s good luck after all, or at least that’s what he’s telling you as you clench and spasm around his cock with a cry. He swipes his fingers through the mess between your thighs and wipes it across the hood in the shape of a heart, pulling your skirt down and smacking your ass with a smirk and promise to find you after the match. And when he wins, he’s fucking you on top of it once against, your screams filling the garage and encouraging him to fuck you harder.

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Anytime he’s ever been asked whether he’s a tits, thighs or ass man, Bokuto Koutarou’s brain starts buffering. He loves tits. They’re soft and cuddly and he loves to bury his face between them and suck marks into the flesh. But he also loves thighs. He loves when they’re wrapped around his waist, his neck. He loves laying there with them wrapped around his shoulders and his head on your stomach. But then he also loves asses. They’re firm yet squishy. He loves the way they jiggle and bounce when he leaves a smack on your cheek. When Kuroo snaps his fingers in front of Bokuto’s face, asking which he prefers, he simply can’t decide. He loves it all.

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Nicknames

“Cuddle butt,” Bokuto said, wrapping his arms tighter around you as his face nuzzled against your neck, the scruff scratching at your soft skin. 

The giggle that escaped your lips only widened his smile. “You are not calling me ‘Cuddle butt’ Kou, absolutely not.” 

His smile only grew as he kissed your lips sweetly. “Fine, not ‘Cuddle butt’. Pumpkin?” 

“I’m not a vegetable!” you laughed, hearty and from the chest.

“Aren’t they technically a fruit?” he mused, a slightly confused look on his face. 

“Not the point Kou,” you teased with a grin. He countered it with one of his own, leaning in for another soft peck and pulling away before you could get more from him. 

“Dove? Kitten? Puppy? Bunny?” he tried in rapid succession. 

“I am not an animal,” you giggled, poking his nose sweetly and rubbing your hands up and down his back.

“Angel?” he mused, voice getting more and more defeated as you turned down each new nickname he tried on.

Cupping both of his cheeks in your hands, you guided his face to yours, capturing his lips in a more passionate kiss. When you pulled back, you were breathing a little heavier and the smile was back on his lips. 

“Fine, I guess we’ll just stick with our usuals, my love,” he pouted. “My love, light of my life, keeper of my heart. I’m definitely calling you “Dumpling” now though.” 

Your loud laugh rang through the room as the conversation continued, the quiet and still of the night penetrated by the happy sounds of a couple in love, laughing and just enjoying being with one another.

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One of my biggest Bokuto selfships is that he doesn’t let me shower alone. It doesn’t even have to be anything sexual, he just likes to hang out in the shower. He’ll help wash my hair. He is definitely down for us to wash each other. He loves to play in the shower, filling his mouth with water and trying to spit it on me as I giggle and dodge out of the way. And of course, sometimes it is sexual. But it’s the intimacy of the quiet time alone in the shower that he loves the best 💙

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Bokuto’s birthday starts (for me) in 40 minutes! If you don’t want to see the hourly Bokuto themed posts, please block/filter the tags #b.bokutosbirthdaybash or #Bo’s Bday 💙