+ i’m not sure if you’ve ever written something like this before so please ignore it if you have!!! i can’t help but imagine how mean sakusa could get if you squirted on him by accident😭 like would he choke you? slap tf out of you? fuck you until you were a drooling mess? or just leave you hanging?
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— kiyoomi sakusa.
› you always avoided certain positions with omi.
› he didn’t really notice anything
› but deep down, you were terrified of him wanting to fold you into a press
› or have you face down, back arched lewdly
› anything that would allow him to hit that little spot deep inside you
› because you were terrified what he would do if you made a mess all over him
› it was already hard enough to get him into bed because he was a bit uncomfortable, at first, about the mess it would make
› being covered in your slick - even though he loved you
› was something that made him a bit apprehensive
› so if you were to squirt all over him
› you were sure he would be disgusted
› and you weren’t sure if you could handle the look of disgust crossing his face while he’s balls deep inside you
› that would wound your pride and be a big hit to your insecurities
› so you were content with hiding everything from him
› until one night
› after a big match
› he was just…so excited…
+
“mmm, yoomi…s-slow down ’s too much…” you whine, reaching between your legs to push at his hip.
he groans and wraps his hand around your wrist, pinning it down and using the new leverage to snap his hips into yours. there was a deep ache from the way the tip of his cock hit your cervix. but the wonderful grind against your clit every time he sunk in outweighed it.
“shh,” he hissed as you whined, “you can take it, you always do.”
suddenly, he gripped beneath your knees and pinned them to your chest. immediately, you squealed and kicked your legs out as he hit that sweet spot deep inside your spasming cunt.
“y-yoomi! not there!” you cry out, eyes closed tight as he continued to fuck you, “n-no…yoomi…’m gonna make a mess, please!”
he watched you in wonder, never experienced such a loud, almost panicked reaction from you before.
your entire body trembled beneath his weight as he continued to abuse that spot. he held you down, keeping you from squirming away from him.
your cunt clenched desperately around him, a sign of your impending orgasm.
he gazed down at where your cunt was eagerly swallowing his cock, coating his cock in translucent, milky white every time he pulled out. your juices clung to his skin in sticky strings that had his face flushing in arousal.
if he had known you’d get so messy and gush so well in this position, he would have tried it ages ago.
“yoomi!” you sob, tears trickling down your cheeks as you stared up at him, “‘m sorry, please! i-i’ll make…i’ll make a mess! p-pull out!”
he groaned and sunk his cock completely inside, grinding his hips to catch your clit - sending you over the edge with a shriek. his nails pinched the skin of your thighs as he held you down, forcing you through your orgasm as your eyes rolled back.
he watched in wonder, eyes lidded as your gushed - cum squirting from your cunt and coating his cock. you sobbed as you trembled, hands coming up to cover your face as you whimpered you apologies.
as you came down from your high, he didn’t move. you kept your eyes covered, not wanting to be faced with the embarrassment of his disgust. but he didn’t move.
instead he ripped your hands from your face and gripped your jaw tightly, forcing your teary eyes to meet his.
you sniffled as he leered down at you. expecting to hear him berate you and tell you how gross you were, you steeled yourself.
only for his mouth to fall open, brows coming together as his cock throbbing incessantly against your sensitive walls.
“fuck,” he breathes, “you almost made me cum. you think you can squirt all over me again?”
+ Hi!~ Can I please have some HC's for Yandere! Aone, Yandere! Ushijima and Yandere! Sakusa with some mindbreak, dumbification and somnophilia? Like towards the end their sub can't even think cause they feel so good❤️❤️❤️
— sakusa kiyoomi.
› mindbreak + dumbification
+
“shh...you don’t need to think,” he assures he, watching as the faraway look takes over in your gaze, “that’s it, stupid little girls like you don’t need to use their brains. i’ll do all the thinking for you, right?”
you nod mindlessly and a wicked grin stretches across his lips. his hips rock into you, stuffing his fat cock deep inside, groaning when your body locks up from the pain of him pressing against your cervix.
it’s instinctual when you reach out to press your hands against his stomach, trying to keep him from going any deeper, “put your hands down or i’ll break them. what did i just tell you? i know what you need, not you...dumb little girl.”
— ushijima wakatoshi.
tw: dubcon!
› dumbification + somnophilia
+
“calm down...” he whispers when you wake up, your eyes wide as you feel his cock stretching you. at the sound of his command, you fall limp, eyes rolling back in your head from the pleasure of him fucking his cock into your tender g-spot, “that’s right, just let me use you...too stupid to do anything other than take cock, isn’t that right?”
your mouth falls open and he softly chuckles, sliding two fingers into your open mouth. your lips immediately wrap around the digits, sucking the skin as your walls begin to flutter around his cock.
“i don’t even think that stupid little brain of yours could fathom a single thought right now...all you can think about is how a nice, fat cock woke you up.”
— aone takanobu.
tw: dubcon!
› mindbreak + somnophilia
+
when you woke up to the feeling of him pressing inside you, it startled you. but the deeper he pushed, the more you lost yourself.
before long, you forgot all about your fear and let yourself melt into the bed. his pillow was beneath your face and you inhaled his scent greedily, making him smile. a heavy hand pets your hair and you find your hips arching to get more of him inside.
“greedy,” he whispers, “i thought you were scared? or does it feel that good?”
you can do nothing except whine into the pillow, body trembling as you cream around his cock with pathetic little kicks of your legs when he doesn’t even slow down, instead choosing to fuck you into another orgasm before your slow brain can even comprehend it.
+ spare scenario mirorr sex + overstim + squirting with dom suna & kenma🥺🥺🤲🏼
— rintaro suna.
warnings: soft dom!suna, dirty talk, very mild humiliation.
› to him, there’s just something about holding you in his lap, keeping your legs spread for him in front of a mirror
› to you, it’s embarrassing being able to see how you cream and gush around his cock
› the way he watches as your slick drips down his balls, slowly making a superficial puddle on the floor is humiliating
› especially when he comments ‘you get off on watching yourself that much?’ in that deadpan, almost bored tone of voice
› and really, you don’t have an answer.
› because you can’t tell if you like being on display or if you just like him watching you.
+
“you sound so pretty,” he teases, smiling over your shoulder.
“rin…” you whine, clutching his shirt in your hands desperately, “please…i-it’s embarrassing.”
he huffs a laugh through his nose, rocking his hips up into your spasming little cunt. he holds your thighs wide open by your knees, leaving you exposed to his predatory gaze in the mirror.
“but you’re so wet,” he muses, “you’re dripping everywhere. don’t be shy, your pretty body can’t lie to me…not when you’re creaming already.”
you whimper, tears of humiliation pricking your eyes because you know you’re making a mess. you can hear how loud it is when his cock moves within you, and you can feel the cool air on your soaked cunt.
“rin!” you cry, arching when the head of his cock brushes against your sweet spot.
he groans as you clench around him, “what do you need?”
“t-to cum! pl-please make me cum!” you beg, finally looking in the mirror to meet his lidded gaze over your shoulder.
he curses and nods, “go ahead, touch your clit for me and cum.”
so you do, hand flying between your legs to rub circles on your neglected clit. he curses, feeling you tremble and twitch him his arms as his cock fucks your orgasm out of you. your chin hangs against your chest and he watches your cunt cum around his cock, painting him in your slick.
when he doesn’t stop or slow down, you start sobbing and squirming.
“give me what i want,” he demands, panting in your ear.
you cry out, gushing around his cock. he curses as he watches in the mirror how you squirt all over him - making an absolute mess. but he still doesn’t stop.
no, he wants you to squirt over and over again for him.
› you do everything in your power not to look in the mirror
› while he keeps his eyes glued to it
› the view is perfect
› from the way he can see your little cunt clench around nothing to the way you cream whenever he pulls away
› ‘you look so pretty’ he’ll compliment, kissing your bare shoulder, ‘look at yourself.’
› you don’t want to. it’s too embarrassing. but you know he won’t let you cum if you don’t obey him.
+
“i told you to keep your eyes on me,” he complains, slapping your clit.
your thighs jump at the impact and you squeal, your nails biting into the tender underside of your legs as you hold yourself open, “s-sorry!”
he sighs, glaring at you once you look at him again. after a second passes, he lowers his gaze back to your cunt, spreading your folds apart to gaze at the way your hole clenches around absolutely nothing.
“you’re so messy,” he mutters, following a drop of your slick as his drools from your cunt. he catches it with his fingers and drags it up to your clit, using your slick to circle the sensitive bud.
you gasp and arch, forcing your eyes to stay open and watch the way you plays with your pussy. because you know if you look away, he’ll stop and punish you again. and you’re too close to your orgasm to lose it now.
“please, kenma!” you cry, eyes fluttering as your head starts to fall back.
“eyes on me,” he snaps, still working your clit, “if you look away from me, i’ll ruin it.”
your head snaps up properly at that and you bite your lip, your whole body trembling as you dangle precariously on that edge. it takes only a moment for all the tension snaps and you finally cum.
he groans at the sight of your hole spasming pathetically around nothing, cum drooling from your tight little cunt as your clit throbs beneath his fingers in time to your orgasm. he suddenly fastens his pace and you squeal, whole body locking up as your weight drops against his body. he can’t help but groan as you squirt, your cum splashing against the mirror with how close it was to the two of you.
you cry out and squirm as he works you through the high until you have to push his hand away, muttering a little ‘thank you’ that makes him smile.
tw: he talks about coming home angry and slapping you around.......its just dirty talk but....idfk....thats in there
› sakusa is typically a calm individual.
› does he get annoyed? yes. quite easily, in fact.
› but angry? not very often at all.
› so when he came home one day, hands trembling and jaw locked as he paced back and forth, ranting on and on about his day and the fans who didn’t know anything about personal boundaries, it was an unfamiliar sight to you
› you sat on the bed, watching him as he ranted and raved
› you’d only ever seen him mad a handful of times and it was never fun to deal with
› kiyoomi was hardheaded and prideful adding that with a bad mood was just not fun
› but you couldn’t help but notice how aggressive his demeanor was
› not towards you, but just in general
› and you thought it was hot.
+
“what kind of nasty little whore gets this wet from her boyfriend being pissed off, hm?” he snarls, hand wrapped in your hair to keep your face pressed against the bed as he stuffed your dripping little cunt full of his cock.
you try to answer, or you think you do - but the feeling of him pounding your sweet spot had you keening and trembling from where he kept you pinned. when you don’t get out a comprehensible response, he laughs.
“what? needy slut is already fucked stupid? all from rutting my cock in this messy cunt?” his filthy words have you clenching around him with a cry of his name, “yeah, that’s what i thought. maybe i should come home angry more often, watch you squirm when i manhandle you...slap you around a little, huh? bet you’d like that.”
“yes, yes, please omi!” you squeal, legs kicking up pathetically when the tip of his cock nudges you cervix. the pain is so good, makes you drool as your eyes roll back in your head. the image of your boyfriend towering over you, hand around your throat as his shoulders heave in rage has you on the edge of your orgasm.
“oh, are you going to cum? go on then, show me how disgusting you are...”
― you ask them to cum on you.
˒ kuroo, tsukishima, + bokuto.
genre: smut
tags: dirty talk, cum play (?), degradation
request: hcs for kuroo, tsukki and bokuto (separately or collectively) reacting to reader asking them to paint her with their cum
⤿ requests currently closed.
― tetsurou kuroo.
≻ will go absolutely feral over it.
≻ there’s something about it that satisfies a deep, primal urge in him to mark you as his
≻ teases you about it 100%
≻ really super into it lmao
+
“you wanna be covered in my cum?” he growls, hand wrapped around your throat as he fucks you from behind. your cunt is dripping down his cock and he’s hitting your sweet spot with practiced precision, making it difficult to form a single, coherent thought, “i asked you something, kitten.”
you gasp and nod, “yes, yes please, tetsu! please cum on me!”
he groans, eyes rolling back in his head as he releases his hold on your throat, gripping your hair to force your face back down into the pillows. you sob into the fabric as he ups his pace, his balls slapping against your clit every time he sinks in.
“fuck,” he groans, “here it comes, pretty girl. g-gonna paint you pretty with my cum, baby.”
you chant soft ‘yes’s’, breathless and desperate until he finally pulls out. you suddenly with you were facing him as he came because you missed the sweet face he makes as he moans out his release.
splatters of warmth hit your skin and you whimper at the feeling, imagining your boyfriend stroking his fat cock until the very last drop touches you.
“thank you, tetsu,” you gasp heatedly into the bed.
he grins, “now you’re really mine, hm?”
― koutarou bokuto.
≻ super pleased about it
≻ 10/10 it’ll make him feel happy that you want his cum on you
≻ like???
≻ you want him to cover your pretty skin in his cum???
≻ exquisite.
+
“yes,” he sighs into your neck, “i’ll cum all over you, anywhere you want.”
you whimper, nails digging into his shoulders as he fucks his cock into your dripping cunt. he groans low in your ear, hands desperately gripping the sheets on either side of your head.
“please, taro!” you cry, arching your hips, “w-want you to cum on me!”
“yeah?” he chuckles, pulling himself back so he’s sittiing on his knees instead, pushing your legs back and farther apart to watch how your slit takes him in so well, “want me to paint this pretty cunt with my cum? is that what you need?”
you nod desperately, resorting to clawing at the bed beneath you with him out of your grasp now. you’re trembling so prettily beneath him, sensitive from the orgasms he’s already dutifully fucked you through. he’s close, you can tell and you’re soon begging for him to cum.
“god, i’m cumming!” he whimpers, popping his cock free from your clasping little pussy. he watches the way your little hole gapes and clences around nothing, the sight sending him over the edge.
a few, short strokes to his cock and he releases his load all over your folds. you jump at the hot feeling, whimpers and soft praises falling from your lips as he pumps himself through the high.
“there,” he grins, panting, “is that what my pretty baby needed?”
you nod, but he’s not looking, too busy collecting his cum so he can feed it into your cunt.
― kei tsukishima.
≻ will take the opportunity to degrade the hell out of you
≻ don’t get him wrong, he’s super into it
≻ but he’s not about to let you know that.
+
“you want me to what?” he scoffs, gripping the base of his cock to slap your cheek with it.
you whimper and open your mouth, trying to take him back down your throat. he doesn’t let you, using his foot to push you back a bit. your eyes follow the way his hand strokes along his length.
“no, no,” he chuckles, looking down at you with a sadistic grin, “repeat what you asked.”
“i...” you hesitate for a second, feeling your cheeks burn in humiliation, “i want you to paint my face with your cum...”
“hmm,” he leans back against the couch, still jerking his cock right in front of your face, “what a disgusting thing to ask.”
your eyes burn with tears but you feel you cunt dripping onto the floor, no doubt making a mess he’ll use to humiliate you even more.
“alright,” he smiles, “sit there and look pretty, i’ll cum all over your face then.”
+ hello!! may i request a scenario or hcs for bokuto & tendou w/ omorashi.. as in like the s/o pisses themselves.. yeah UHM, if that’s okay with you of course!! thank you.
“shh, such a good puppy,” he coos, holding you tight against his body as you tremble, “taking my cock so well, just a little more and you can let it all out, okay?”
you nod and squeeze your eyes shut, making tears drip down your cheeks. soft praises fall from his lips, but it does nothing to quell the deep, burning ache in your bladder. every time he sinks his cock into you, you’re afraid you’re going to pee and ruin everything -- you couldn’t bear to disappoint your boyfriend.
“fuck, i’m cumming, puppy!” he cries, burying his face in your neck as he reaches around and finds your clit, rubbing quick little circles over it, “you can cum too, let it all out.”
at his approval, your whole body relaxes and you keen in relief as you finally pee. it drips down your thighs and his, soaking his pistoning cock and heavy balls.
“good girl! that’s it, fuck, so hot, puppy,” he groans, pace stuttering as he cums, dumping his load inside, setting off your own orgasm.
“do you think bad girls like you deserve to feel relief?” he spits, hand pressing down on your bladder, making you sob, “after you flirted like that with my friends? what if they saw you right now...crying because i won’t let you piss? they’d think you were disgusting.”
you look up at him pitifully, tears trickling down your cheeks as you grasp his shirt in your hands tightly. he can see your whole body trembling and it makes his cock throb in his jeans.
“don’t look at me like that, you deserve this punishment,” he growls, “go ahead and piss yourself right now. show me how much of a nasty little whore you are, show me you’re sorry for pissing me off.”
he presses down meanly again and you wail, falling into his chest as you feel the dam break. he laughs, shoulders shaking as you make a mess all over the floor beneath you, ruining your panties and shorts.
“awww...it’s okay, baby,” he coos, wrapping his arms around you when you continue to sob, “you’re my messy little baby, isn’t that right?”
≻ he was just...confused.
≻ he wasn’t exactly a hit with the ladies
≻ so when your friend cornered him one day, a flirtatious grin on her glossed lip
≻ he was startled
≻ he always thought he was lucky to ever get someone as amazing as you
≻ and now your friend...liked him too?
≻ he was, quite frankly, disgusted by the behavior of your friend
≻ he couldn’t stand the idea of anyone betraying you like that
≻ and he sure as hell would never cheat on you.
+
“t-tori...” she muttered, making him cringe at the nickname only you ever called him, “i-i really like you! a-and i think we’d make a really good couple!”
“i’m with ______ though?” he cocked his head to the side, brows furrowed as he stared down at her.
“i know but...” she shrugged, looking off to the side bashfully, “can’t you just...break up with her?”
“why would i do that? i love her,” he was genuinely confused. how could this girl assume she’d be better than you.
“but tori i love you too!” she whined, grabbing his arm.
he shook his head, pulling away from her, “i--”
“tori?” you ask from behind them, cutting off his rejection, “wh-what’s going on? what’re you doing?”
“baby i--”
your friend cuts him off, snuggling close to his side, making him cringe, “tori’s finally seeing the light and choosing me over you!”
you immediately look at him, his eyes are wide and panic is setting in. he doesn’t want you to believe her. what if you leave him because you think she’s telling the truth.
“satori?” you ask, waiting for him to defend himself.
“i-it’s not true!” he snaps out of it, shoving her away from him. she gasps, not used to being manhandled like that. he cups your cheeks, making you look him in in the eyes. they’re wide and teary, filled with fear, “y-you don’t believe her right?”
you look over his shoulder to find her glaring at you, a pout on her lips as she watched tendou dote on you. relaxing slightly, you lean up and press a kiss to his lips.
“it’s okay, tori,” you whisper, “let’s go get your things so we can go home, yeah?”
he nods eagerly, letting you take his hand so he can trail after you like a puppy. you look over your shoulder and chuckle at how upset she looks. silly girl, thinking she’d be able to win satori tendou over like that.
— kenma kozume.
≻ kenma’s very good at reading people
≻ so he had a bad feeling about her since the moment he met her
≻ her mannerisms were too flirty for his comfort
≻ but you didn’t seem to notice so he never said anything
≻ looking back on it, he genuinely wishes he had
≻ he thought she was super weird
≻ and he was unhappy with this new development.
+
“kenma,” she whined, making him cringe, “c’mon you need someone who can treat you well.”
he narrows his eyes, pulling his gaze from his video game to glare are her, “_____ does treat me well.”
“not as well as i can,” she purrs, sliding up closer to him.
he cringes, backing away as he shakes his head. before he can respond, he sees you walking down the hall, only to pause when you see how close she is to him. he shoots you a look that’s just begging for help.
“what’s going on?” you asked, carefully approaching your boyfriend.
“____!” your friend grins fakely, “i was just talking to kenma about this new video game!”
you look at the screen and frown, “that’s not new. kenma’s played that thing like a hundred times...what’s going on.”
your friends smile vanishes quickly and she clicks her tongue, looking at kenma as if he’ll help her.
he shakes his head, pocketing his device in favor of taking your hand. you’re surprised by the outward gesture but smile nonetheless, “let’s go, i want you to come over today.”
you beam and nod, letting him tug you away from where your friend was now fuming. he casts a glare over his shoulder, hoping she’ll take the hint that he’ll never want her. he only wants you.
— kei tsukishima.
≻ no matter how many times he had avoided her, she always somehow found him again
≻ he thought she was super weird
≻ he was even as mean as possible to her
≻ and she wouldn’t take a hint.
≻ “what is wrong with you?” he scoffs, rolling her eyes as he steps away from her, “do you have a crush on me or something?”
≻ the words were meant to be shaming and condescending but
≻ when he saw her cheeks flush red, he scoffed in disgust.
≻ “how pathetic.”
+
“don’t you think i’m prettier though?” she asks, twirling her hair on her fingers.
“not really,” he replies bluntly, “if i thought you were better, wouldn’t it make sense that i would have chosen you already?”
“well i--”
“yet here i am telling you no,” he snaps, “the only thing you could possibly be better than her at is being stupid.”
she gasps, offended, which confuses him because that’s literally who he is. he’s always been insulting and rude, sometimes even to you (although to a less mean degree and more teasing.)
“your little attempt to entice me into liking you is nothing short of disgusting and i’m gonna make sure everyone knows just what kind of pathetic little snake you are,” he chuckles, “you’re not really even a snake...more of a worm.”
“kei!” you call from down the hall, running towards him with a smile, “i got a 100 on the test you helped me study for!”
he smiles, turning his back on your friend, who is close to crying. but you don’t notice, too wrapped up in feeling your boyfriend hug you proudly.
— lev haiba.
≻ he really hadn’t thought much of it when your friend invited him to hang out
≻ tbh he just thought maybe she had something to tell him regarding you
≻ but when she started acting a little flirty
≻ he was like a confused puppy like ????
≻ wyd lmao
≻ he won’t really take the hint until she spells it out for him
≻ and then he’s like
≻ oh....OH.....
≻ no.
+
“huh?” he cocks his head to the side, looking down at her, “you like me? but...i’m dating your friend.”
“well i know but...” she bites her lip, “i just think you’re really cool lev. and if you...wanted to you know...date me...i’d be okay with that.”
“you’d be okay with me cheating with you?” he asks dumbly, not understanding how she could find any of this acceptable.
“well not exactly...you could leave her for me, you know?” she looks up at him through thick lashes, only to see he wasn’t even looking at her.
“_____! hey baby!” he bypasses her, making her scoff in irritation.
you smile and let him lift you up to spin you around in a quick hug, a beaming grin on his face, “what’re you two up to, lev?”
“oh it was really weird,” he begins explaining, “she asked me to talk to her and i thought she wanted to do something because your birthdays coming up but then she started talking about if i would cheat on you with her which is really gross and i was going to tell her no but then you showed up so i guess it doesn’t really matter now because you’re here and that’s all i want!”
you blink owlishly at your boyfriend before moving your gaze to your backstabbing friend, frowning, “is that so? well...i guess she’ll see why i’m better than her now, hm?”
“you were better than her before anyway,” lev beams taking your hand, “c’mon let’s go get something to eat.”
+ Um kuroo talking me into coming to his house so he can help me study and one thing leading to another he invites kenma over and he fucks me while kenma gets off djfjwjsjejwnw i love you sm I HOPE REQUESTS ARE OPEN
— kuroo tetsurou.
contents: 1 clit slap, praise kink, voyeurism
› you asked your boyfriend to tutor you when you learned that he had actually been good at chemistry when he was in high school
› he eagerly agreed, albeit with some teasing
› you were used to it from him tho
› when you arrived at his apartment, you were confused about why kenma was there
› when you asked, he merely shrugged and told you that his best friend had begged him to come over for some reason
› but you both quickly figured out what kuroo had in mind before you could even begin studying
+
“what’s got you so shy?” your boyfriend asks, teasing lilt in his voice as you hide your face in his neck.
your skirt was flipped up and the pretty, pink panties you wore for him dangled around your ankle. you were spread open in his lap with his hand between your thighs, playing with the wetness that was there.
“isn’t she pretty, ken?” kuroo asks, looking at his best friend who had his hand stuffed down his pants. he can’t help but spread your folds open, giving the other man a good look at your exposed entrance and swollen little clit, “i just wanted to show him how pretty you are,” he whispers to you.
kenma nods, “you’re very pretty, _____.”
“say thank you,” kuroo orders, laying a soft slap against your clit when you hesitate. you squeal and close your eyes at the impact, squishing his hand between your thighs momentarily before letting them fall back open.
“th-thank you, kenma...” you whisper, tongue feeling heavy in your mouth.
“good girl,” your boyfriend praises, rubbing soothing circles over your swollen clit. kenma’s eyes follow the movement, licking his lips at the sight of your hole clenching, more of your juices dripping out, “now let’s show him just how good you can be.”
