shower sex w/ iwaizumi
✉︎request: hi 🥺 can i request nsfw content with iwaizumi? it can be anything you want but if it’s a shower sex hehehehe i’d love u more for that 🥰💓 thank you 🥺💓
✎a/n: ok its been a while since i wrote actual smut, so i hope this is ok!! i had fun writing it but i did not proofread it so uh. i hope its ok !
✰warnings: nsfw, shower sex, daddy kink
Rough hands, calloused from years of lifting, paint gentle strokes over your waist, lathering a generous amount of soap onto your soft skin. Hajime drinks in the sight of your bare body before him, the hot water pounding into his back and easing his tender muscles after a long day at the gym. He pulls you toward him, his rock hard cock prodding your ass and eliciting a long groan from him. He’s so sore, so tired, and the thought of being used at his disposal at the end of the day has you throbbing, your aroused clit pulsating, desperate for friction.
“Hold still”, he commands, and you gladly listen. Strong hands guide your position, a firm grip on your shoulder that has you bursting with anticipation and dripping down your thighs. You shut your legs tight, knowing that water will wash away your own wetness, but Hajime growls and pinches your thigh, leaving short red marks upon the supple skin. “What the hell did I just say?”. A harsh slap lands on your ass, followed by gentle rubbing. You jolt forward at the sudden pain, reaching out to your boyfriend and the walls of the shower to steady yourself like he had asked. “You don’t listen, do you?” Another blow, but this time you’re not caught off guard, grip on Hajime’s bicep tightening and your legs beginning to ache as you clench your eyes shut, a low and soft moan escaping your red, puffy lips.
“I do, I do listen! Please, daddy”. You whine, tears beginning to pool in your eyes. It’s hot, so fucking hot, the heat making it damn near impossible to see and it almost makes you go feral when mixed with the absolute need to be fucked raw and senseless by your daddy who teases you so mercilessly. Hajime loves it. It drives him fucking insane to see you fall apart at a moment’s notice, to let him invade your shower time just for him take his stress out on you and all because before anything else, you’re just his pretty little cocksleeve who cries if she doesn’t get her way. He’d put you in your place, make you beg for his cock and then rearrange your guts until you’re begging him to slow down, and of course he’d comply, he has to keep his baby girl satisfied, doesn’t he?
“Please, what”. He presses against your ear, his breath sending waves of excitement through your body. “Please, come on, just fuck me, please!”. He spanks you again, and through your babbling you cry out at the harshness of his palm and look at him with absolutely pitiful eyes. He only smirks down at you, satisfied enough with your performance and deciding to give you your way, just this once. “Give me your leg, baby”. Your breathing is hitched when before you can even comprehend his order, he turns you around and hoists your leg upward, his free hand supporting your lower back so you don’t fall.
He’s completely hard, the prominent head of his girthy cock bright red and leaking with precum. You lick your lips at the sight of it, growing more impatient with each moment he delays, drinking in the sight of your dripping pussy, so fucking wet and ready for his cock; you were always so excited for daddy to fuck you. He doesn’t even ask if you’re ready for him before he penetrates you several inches with one sharp thrust, your velvet walls convulsing around his sensitive head. “Goddamn, you’re so fucking tight, shit-” he pants into your neck, teeth grazing your skin and causing you to moan loudly, to which he responds with another sharp thrust. He’s balls deep now, wasting no time in destroying your wet little cunt with ease. He’s not long, but he more than makes up for it in thickness and skill.
You can hardly breathe, the heat overwhelming and Hajime’s cock fucking the air out of your longs. With each thrust he spears you open and brushes against your cervix, filling you out perfectly. His head is thrown back in pleasure, water and sweat running down his forehead and over his back. Soap suds accentuate his toned muscles, and he looks like a god before you, so perfect. You’re gasping for air, completely desperate and unable to comprehend anything other than the sensation of being split in two by such a fat cock, each desperate pant an audible whine that rings like spring melodies in Hajime’s ears.
“P-please, daddy, it’s too…”, your body heaves, legs quivering and no longer strong enough to hold yourself up, “it’s too much- ah!” Hajime releases your leg, both hands gripping your hips and practically throwing you onto him, cock still sheathed within you.
“Shh.. let daddy take- shit! Take care of you”. He’s out of breath too, now, supporting your body’s entire weight while fucking into you with a burning desire. His balls slap against your ass and echo throughout the small aparment’s bathroom, only driving you even closer to the edge.
He shifts, just enough so that with every thrust your clit rubs against him, and without warning your eyes shoot open and your cunt begins tightening around him, soft and wet walls convulsing around Hajime. Your head is thrown back, tongue lolling carelessly out of your mouth, completely lost in pleasure. He fucks you through your high, your sensitive clit overstimulated by the raw friction of his skin against yours, his grunts fading into long moans that vibrate against you. “Ah, ah, shit!” He lifts you up off of him for a split second and slams you back down onto his cock, long ropes of cum painting his pussy white and his eyes half lidded as he fucks the combination of your own pleasures back into you, the fog beginning to clear as the water runs cold and the fragrant scent of a bubbly body wash replaced with the stench of raw sex. You slowly lower yourself back onto the shower floor, staggering for a moment and leaning onto your loving boyfriend for support once more. He’s panting, having exerted his entire body’s energy into fucking you stupid, and can’t help but smile a little as he runs his fingers through your knotted hair.
He may like being your daddy, but first and foremost he’s the one and only person in this world you could count on for anything, he’d be there, on his hands and knees for you.
