summary: kuroo had always been a big fan of teasing, riling you up for hours on end without letting you cum. you figure it’s time for some revenge
warnings/contains: dom!female reader, sub!kuroo, edging, oral (m receiving), handjob, kuroo cries a little <3
word count: 1.7k
A/N: i.. dont really have anything to say heheh hope you enjoy!!
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
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The endless teasing. That’s how you would describe yours and kuroos sex life. His fingers trailing over your shaking body, laughing when you beg for him. Bending down to let his breath fan over your glistening pussy, only to move away when you start bucking your hips and whining.
It was time for him to get a taste of his own medicine.
Kuroo has a strong grip on you, rolling his hips down against yours while you kiss. He swallows all your moans and sighs, returning them with grunts and the throbbing of his cock against your crotch. He’s just gotten home from work, seeing you laying on the bed in just a t-shirt and panties and he was ready to pounce right away. All according to plan. He’d growled when you spread your legs, inviting him to lay between them. His lips quickly pressed against yours, hands running up and down your sides and his hips pushing tightly against you.
“you’re so sexy” he groans out, his mouth moving down to your neck and latching on, one of his hands moving under your t-shirt. Your hands clawing at his clothed back, wrapping your legs around his waist and making him moan out in surprise. One of your hands move up to his hair, gripping it tightly and pushing him closer against your neck, sighing in pleasure.
“you have too many clothes on” you huff suddenly, pressing your hands against his chest and pushing him off and onto his back next to you. Climbing over him, you smirk, and he quickly follows along, putting his hands behind his head. Your fingers trail over his chest, carefully undoing the buttons and leaning down to kiss his chest every time more skin is exposed. He’s watching you with half closed eyes, breath hitching every time you rock back against his straining cock, pushing against the material of his pants.
“hurry up” he’s getting impatient, pushing his hips up to press the bulge against your ass while you’re pressing kisses all over his torso. You only hum, looking up and climbing up to his face. Your lips land on his neck while your hands, along with his, remove the shirt from him completely. He holds the back of your neck to guide you to his lips, goosebumps rising on his skin, making you smile. His body was always so quick to react to your touch.
You let him take the lead for a moment longer, your fingers trailing over his chest and moaning in appreciation. His skin is smooth, the smallest definition of muscle under your fingers. His office job left him more static compared to his athletic youth, but he still kept up enough exercise to stay lean and strong. Not that it ever mattered to you, his health and well-being was always your priority. And getting justice, in this case.
Shuffling down, you flash him another smile and seat yourself on his thighs, your nails running down his tensing stomach and running a feather light finger just over the top of the pants, glancing up when you feel him twitch.
“come on already” he huffs, reaching down to grab your wrist. You swat his hand away, quickly undoing the belt buckle and button, pulling down the zipper. One of your hands are pressed to his hip, keeping him in place while the other moves under his briefs and pulls out his cock.
It’s flushed a dark pink, precum leaking from the tip. He’s nearly throbbing your hold, veins protruding from the shaft and you take a moment to trace over the biggest one, running from the base and nearly moving around the girth until stopping at the head. Gripping him firmly at the base, your other hand presses down on the slit, spreading the pooling precum around the spongey head, making him hiss. He’s always been so sensitive on the tip; you’ll never forget the first time you gave him head and he came as soon as your lips wrapped around the tip.
For now, though, you spit on your palm and start stroking him, smiling when his eyes fall close and hands return to behind his head. Deciding to take it easy on the first round, you simply let your free hand roam his torso while humming praise falls from your lips.
“such a pretty cock, so so big” you gasp, trying to maintain the submissive façade until it’s too late for him to stop you.
“yeah? It’s all yours” he chuckles, basking in the praise and attention, thanking all the stars in the sky for making this happen. Work hadn’t necessarily been stressful or tiring, but he missed your touch all day and now he was finally getting it. Of course, he was going to enjoy it. Breathy moans and sighs fall freely from his parted lips, his thighs slowly tensing and relaxing under you. He quickly gets louder, breathing speeding up along with your steady pumping. “fuck- I’m close” he manages to grunt out, eyebrows pinching together while he gets louder. He stars squirming slightly, gripping his hair and groaning, he can nearly taste his orgasm.
That’s when you pull away. You drop his cock, smirking and quickly leans over his body to grip his arms, pinning them behind his head. His eyes shoot open, confusion and frustration swirling in them while he struggles in your hold. You simply coo at him, faking a pout and planting all your weight down on him.
“I never said you can cum, pretty boy” you grin, gently kissing his neck until he stops squirming, frustrated huffs leaving him. “so, this is what’s going to happen. I’m gonna play, and you’re not gonna cum until I say you can, okay? No struggling either or you’re taking care of it yourself.” You mumble against his neck, nipping at the skin before pulling back up. “got it?”
“g-got it.” He grunts, shivering when you let go of his arms and pull back, returning your hands to his leaking cock. It’s gotten harder, precum leaking out steadily and smearing against his lower stomach. Licking your lips, you lean down while watching his face for reactions. Your tongue peaks out, prodding at the tip and dipping down into the slit. He immediately tenses up, groaning and tugging his hair. “f-foul play” he stammers, making you smile. Your lips wrap around the tip, suckling softly while your hands tug on his cock, twisting them ever so slightly. He quickly tenses up again, groans getting louder and louder until his stomach and thighs flex. You let go of him once more, reaching up to press on his arms again, giggling when he thrashes under you.
“aw, that was a faster one, baby!” you coo, rubbing his arms with your thumbs, trying to help him calm down.
“yeah, because you pulled that shit, you know how- fuck- sensitive I am” he scowls, glaring up at you and trying once more to sit up.
“mmhm! You should just surrender now, I’m not gonna go easier on you~” you flick his nose, scraping your nails down his chest and stomach when you move back down to his cock. Your gentle fingers prod at the tip and veins, admiring the nearly purple flush covering the head. “it’s so pretty, would be a shame if you get to cum too soon”
He opens his mouth to speak, getting cut off by a loud moan when you take him in your mouth again. Slowly bobbing your head, you meet his eyes for a moment before he snaps them shut, throwing his head back and groaning loudly. He’s already being quite submissive, not even trying to move his hands from behind his head, despite it all. It makes you smile, or at least attempt it. Taking your mouth off his cock, you lick up some of the spit sitting on the head and pump him quickly, breathing heavily from the lack of oxygen you got while taking him down your throat.
“I-I’m close, fuck, please-“ you hum for a moment at his words, pretending to think while leaning down, opening your mouth as if to take him in again. He tenses up, squirming and panting, soft pleas passing his wet lips. You let your hot breath fan over the head for a moment before letting go of him, gripping his arms when you notice them twitching.
“good boy, tetsu” your voice is soft, kissing his neck and chest carefully when you feel him shaking, broken sobs escaping him. “aaw baby, why are you crying?” your hands cup his face, brushing away the tears running down his flushed cheeks.
“feels too- too good! P-please, just want to cum..” he cries, daring to take his hands from under his head to grab your arms, pleading with his eyes and wobbling chin. You only coo, pressing a kiss to his spit-covered lips.
“okay baby boy, I’ll make you cum.” You rub his cheek gently, letting go to put his hands back behind his head. Kissing down his chest, you reach his cock again and pushes the tip into your mouth again, sucking harshly and bobbing your head at a fast pace. It doesn’t take long before he tenses up yet again, broken sobs, moans and hiccups making his body shake. He knows you’re going to let him cum this time, but he can’t help but to worry that you might just pull away again.
You don’t. feeling his cock twitch, you give him a few more bobs before stopping at his head and sucking on it, your hands jerking him off eagerly. Watching him, it makes you shiver. His eyes are closed again, eyebrows pinched together while his lower lip and chin wobble beautifully, tears streaming down his face. His hips jump up and he groans loudly when his orgasm finally hits him. His hot and sticky cum fills your mouth, the tiniest bit seeping from the corners of your mouth and down his cock, joining your hands while you milk him dry. When his whines get louder you let go, swallowing the thick liquid in your mouth and climbing up to his side, curling up at his side and pulling his head down for a kiss.
He falls asleep soon after that, soft snores filling the room along with your pleased sighs and your gentle fingers tracing his chest.
he’s messy. so incredibly messy, laying on top of you with his face pressed against your chest, licking and sucking on your sore nipples. you can feel his erection pressing against your thigh, his absent-minded humping as he moans against your pebbled nipples. you’re glad he made you take off your shirt, because his spit and drool is running down your sides and his neck, clinging to his chin when he moves to the other one. his eyes are hazy, moaning with the feeling of your soft skin against his tongue. play with his hair and he’s an absolute goner, sigh happily and he will cum in his sweats, and if you moan? bokuto will only get greedier, sucking harder and grinding down against you as if chasing his high.
ATSUMU
he’s more relaxed about it than bokuto, simply moving his head down to suck on your nipples while you’re on your back, his cock stroking against your tight walls. you’d think that he does it for your pleasure, to add extra stimulation. but with the way he moans loudly when his lips first wrap around the hardened nub, it’s clear it’s mainly for him. he doesn’t have an oral fixation per say, but the texture and feel of a nipple in his mouth makes him dizzy. with his thrusts getting more desperate and quicker, he leans his forehead against your upper chest and breathes heavily, too close too fast just from the feeling of it.
YACHI
my baby. she loves boobs and nipples. doesn’t matter who they’re on or what they look like, she wants to hold and suck on them. with her it’s the foreplay, her soft and teasing tongue running over your nipples, blowing cold air on them to watch them grow hard. just like bokuto, she tends to drool a bit down your chest, mouth watering too much and too fast, but the last of her worries is her saliva. she starts off teasing, but quickly grows needy and practically climbs in your lap, wrapping her arms around you and pushing your chest closer to her face, moaning and shivering happily.
TSUKISHIMA
now!! i know what you’re thinking!! seems out of character, right? NO. he absolutely adores nipples, if it weren’t for the weird looks you’d get, he would ideally like to keep his fingers, hands and mouth on your nipples at all times. you’d have to kind of coax him into it though, suggesting that he plays with them while you have sex until it becomes a habit for him, nimble fingers automatically finding your chest and pinching your nipples as soon as you suggest sex. it might be a spur of the moment thing the first time, you breathing out a small beg for him to suck on them. and he just about loses it. immediately diving down, latching on and nearly cums on the spot, overwhelmed by the feeling. eventually, it would become the new habit, his mouth opening and seeking out your nipples as soon as he can see them, his eyes glossing over slightly while he pulls you in closer by your waist.
KENMA
with kenma, it’s less sexual. it’s more of a comfort thing, relaxing from a long day by tugging off your shirt and pushing you down on the bed or couch, softly sucking away. please play with his hair, he will fall asleep. if you’re taller than him, and his face would be somewhat close to nipple height? he’d honestly just pull up your shirt and put his head under it if you’re busy with something, holding your waist or hips while his lips and tongue find your nipples. the whole situation can turn sexual however, he’s not against it. it’s more likely that you’d get aroused by it than him, but start moaning and sighing and he will suck harder, popping off just to breathe out a question of “do you need help?”. say yes and he’ll happily move down your body to suck and play with something else, whatever you want, for being so good to him.
NISHINOYA
another overly eager one, practically jumps around when you suggest it and tug your top off. you have to sort of pin him down at first, stopping him from wiggling around too much until he wraps his lips around one of them. he instantly relaxes, eyes falling closed and sighing contently. if you want sex out of it, you’re gonna have to ride him because he’s too far gone to think about anything other than your soft nipples. would for sure scrape his teeth against them when they get hard, growling silently with the feeling and latching on again, pressing his tongue flat against it and sucking hard.
ASAHI
baby boy is so cautious at first, shyly asking if you’d let him suck them while he fucks you. when you say yes, he practically lights up, running his thumbs over them carefully before leaning down and licking them each carefully. he loves the feeling of the soft and smooth skin when they’re puffy, the way they slowly get harder and harder under his tongue and lips. just like atsumu, you’d think it was for your pleasure, but it’s not. it brings him closer to the edge right away, groaning and growling against your skin, losing himself in the feeling and sucking hard enough to bruise while his hips snap against yours.
SUNA
honestly more of a biter than a sucker. he adores your nipples, of course, and will suck on them all you want, but at the end of the day there is nothing more satisfying than feeling your hard nipple between his teeth. growling and gently biting down, nearly chewing at them with his front set of teeth until he slowly pulls back, tugging the nipple along for as far as he can, letting it go when you whine loudly. ideally he does this when you’re riding him on the couch, nearly just grinding down on his cock while he licks, sucks and bites on your nipples. another one all for bruising them, if you can touch them without wincing he’s not done.
Iwaizumi loves to wake you up with his heavy hands caressing your skin. an arm slung around your waist, carefully moving up to your tits, groping and pinching your nipples, waiting for you to start stirring. a mumble of his name passing from your lips is all the confirmation he needs, tugging you closer to his chest, humping his cock against your lower back.
a hand moving down under your panties, circling your clit and his soft lips kissing your neck. it makes him shiver, the soft whines and sighs falling from your mouth, sleepily pushing your hips back against him. dipping his finger into your sopping hole, wetting the digit and bringing it back to your clit, making you moan.
you’re still so sleepy, barely awake and already dazed, one of your hands coming back to grab the tshirt he’s wearing, lazily bucking your hips along with his movements. he’s whispering praise in your ear, murmuring about how good you’re doing, how you’re his pretty girl. his voice is deep, vibrating against your back and it catches you off guard. thighs tensing up, squeezing his hand in place and you hump him desperately, riding your orgasm out.
he turns you around once you calm down, popping the wet finger in his mouth and moaning, letting his eyes fall closed. opening them again, he watches you pant, eyes glossed over from sleep and the orgasm he pulled from you. “good morning, beautiful.” he smirks, moving on top of you and leaning down to kiss you when your legs wrap around his waist.
summary: oikawa is pretty. the prettiest when he’s crying and shaking from overstimulation.
word count: 900
warnings/contains: dom!female reader, overstimulation, pegging, anal fingering, oikawa is a whiny sub
A/N: im so sorry it’s been so long since i posted one of these >.< life.. is happening
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It was a delicate dance; Oikawa wasn’t always in the mood for pegging. Sometimes he would be loud about it, come to you and beg for his ass to be played with. Other times you had to build up to it. Today, it was the latter.
Straddling his hips on the bed, pushed onto his back, his lips were hot against yours. Soft sighs and moans left both of you, a slight pressure building against your tummy where his cock steadily grew. His hands were big and strong on your hips, gripping you tightly and guiding your movements, grinding down on him steadily. Kissing down his neck, his movements only got more desperate and soft whines escaped from his lips. Your hands run up and down his chest, slowly trailing down to push his t-shirt up to touch the soft skin of his torso.
“Tooru?” you spoke between kisses, getting a blissed-out hum in response. “you’re so pretty..”
He knew what you wanted, the way your hands traveled down to his lower back and the sugary sweet tone you spoke in. “you wanna fuck my ass?” he beat you to it, shivering with his lewd words. You came back up to his lips, kissing him hungrily and undressing him and yourself as quickly as possible.
It was a beautiful sight, your sweet boyfriend on his knees, ass up and face down, waiting for your touch. Whines and whimpers left his lips in a steady stream, needy wiggles of his hips in your face.
“calm down.” you landed a slap on his ass, bringing his movements to a halt. Popping the cap of the lube, you placed a thick glob of it on your index and middle finger, spreading it out and warming it up with your thumb. Placing another glob on his hole, you smeared it over the skin. “ready?”
Oikawa was nearly vibrating with anticipation. Barely containing his excitement and need, he nodded furiously and pushed his hips back against your fingers. He gasped loudly when a finger slowly pressed in, burying his face in the sheets and trying to push back further.
“stay still.” you commanded, pushing more of the finger in, knowing he can take it. You thrust it carefully, slowly stretching the muscle out, eventually pushing in a second finger and grinning with his loud groan. “feeling good?” he could only moan and nod, your fingers thrusting slightly faster. You pushed in your fingers as far as they’d go, searching for his prostate, grinning when his head shot up. Jackpot.
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“oh my fuck- please!” rubbing his prostate while tugging on his cock was probably cruel, but the way the high whines passed from his lips were too addicting. “I’m gonna cum, babyyy babybabybaby I’m cumming-!” hot and sticky cum shot from his cock, falling and staining the sheets in ropes. You only slowed down for a moment, soon picking up the pace again and fucking him harder on your fingers, choked out moans and gasps falling loudly from his lips.
His second orgasm came faster, already sensitive and on edge from the first. It was more of a slow dribble than a shooting of cum, but the sensation was just as aggressive as the first, nearly knocking him off his knees. You smiled, pulling your fingers out and patting his cheek.
“alright, think you’re ready for the strap now.” You could see his body tense up, head whipping back to watch you put on the strap and coating it in lube. Getting conflicted, he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be needier or asking you to stop. He quickly chose the former, watching your smile as you returned to the bed and gripped his hips. He pushed his hips back slightly, gasping when the strap slapped down on his ass. You had already lubed it up, gripping the base and tilting the tip down to press against his puckering hole. “you ready for me?”
“please! Please, please, want it” his eyes glossed over, he breathed heavily and gripped the sheets under him. Burying his face in the fabric, he groaned loudly when you slowly started to push in. “oooooh fuck- fuck” he’s babbling, whining as you push in deeper and deeper, squirming when your hips touch his.
“look at that baby, so full for me. How does it feel?” you smirk, knowing that his mind should be going fuzzy by now, the overstimulation from the previous orgasms already having him on edge, and the pressure of being stuffed full hopefully sending him over the edge into full submission.
“it’s- ‘s so so good- good- please” oikawa is barely coherent by now, broken words slurring together while his body slumps down, hips only staying up from your bruising tight grip on them. High-pitched and pretty whines leave his parted lips, muffled by the bed as you roll your hips slowly against his, pushing up against his prostate. Before he knows it, he cums again. It’s not the usual burst of blinding light, instead his whole body shakes, like a punch to his gut while his cock twitches and jumps painfully. “p-please I can’t- can’t cum anymore! Pleasepleaseplease no more”
You stop your movements for a moment, hips flush against his while your hand smooths down his back. It’s soothing, his tense muscles relax under your fingers. All until you grip his hair tightly, yanking his face up from the bed, a loud squeak escaping his lips. You pull him up, placing your lips against his ear.
“I decide when it’s enough. And you’re not done yet.” Your voice is low, free hand moving off his hip to his sensitive cock, wrapping your fingers around it and smiling when he whines and squirms. “what do you say, tooru?”
“t-thank you” he barely sobbed out, tears streaming down his face.
he was desperate, pent up from the day and his frustration and aching cock needed to be taken care of. at work, he’d already had to force down four boners, his balls nearly aching with the cum that’d been slowly building up from the times he tried to relieve himself.
you barely have time to say hello to him before he’s grabbing your arm and dragging you to the bedroom, shoving you down on the bed and tugging down your sweatpants. “i had a very long day. be good and let me fuck you.” he growls, yanking off your panties and pushing his face into your cunt, lapping up the already pooling slick. he moans and against your pulsating pussy, reaching a hand down to free his cock from the restricting clothes, tugging on it once it’s free. his lips and tongue are only moving for his pleasure, sucking hard on your clit, thrusting his tongue into your entrance as far as it can go. he wants more, wants your cum to squirt out and cover his face and chest. he craves the mess, the way your thighs shake against his face when he brings you to the mind numbing peak.
he eventually gets his way, your cum splashing against his face and dripping down, staining his crisp white button up. he only growls, pulling off his pants completely, unbuttoning the shirt and climbing over you, hunger glowing in his eyes. his cock shoves in hard, stretching you out and making your head throw back.
there’s hardly a pleasurable pace for you, his cock thrusting into you quick and deep, his breathing ragged and quick. he’s gonna cum. one of his hands land on your throat, squeezing and pushing your head down on the bed, pinning you down to take it. a few deep and powerful thrusts later, he cums, his thick and heavy load spilling deep inside you. breathing heavily, he takes his hand off your throat and leans down against your forehead, kissing you lovingly.
“thank you baby. i have more in me though, think you can take another round?”
also thinking abt giving tsukishima head so,,, heyyyyy keiiiiii
ever the cocky bastard, he’s be so proud that you’re pawing at his crotch, whimpering about how badly you want him in your mouth. he’d pet your hair condescendingly, cooing and spreading his legs, telling you to take your seat.
crawling between them, he’d help you pull his hardening cock from his jeans but that’s it. you want it so badly, he’s not going to help you any more than that, his eyes focused on whatever you’d been watching on the tv. at least that’s how it seems, his hand placed on your head and the calm sighs he lets out.
in reality, he’s closing his eyes and letting his head fall back slightly, biting down on his lower lip, eternally grateful that you never look up when you’re like this. he lets himself enjoy it more than he should, head swirling with the feeling and the knowledge that he makes you this needy just from being in the same room. he lives off of it.
swirling your tongue over the head, you hum happily, trying to show just how grateful you were. your tongue presses down on the slit, moving down to press against the spot under the head that always makes him twitch. popping off to breathe, your hand strokes him carefully, tilting your head to kiss up and down the length, sucking softly on the skin, wanting to hear him hiss and grip your hair tighter when it gets too much. it makes you smile, taking the length in your mouth again, trying to push him down your throat while your free hand rolls his balls in your hand.
“you have the prettiest cock..” you hum, looking up at him through glossed-over eyes, speaking as if he’d hung the moon and all the stars. he only coos again, patting your cheek and telling you to get back to work, that his cock wasn’t going to suck itself. mentally, he’s thanking you, trying to breathe evenly to push away the burning blush creeping up his face and chest.
summary: due to a promise, your boyfriend Atsumu had agreed to get styled by you. turns out that he looks delicious in more feminine clothes
characters: atsumu x female!reader
warnings/contains: atsumu in more feminine clothes (skirt, crop top, fishnet stockings, a little makeup), dom!female reader, atsumu gets loud and whiney
word count: 1.1k
A/N: shout out to the love club server for helping me decide on the theme for this one <3 also! i call this more feminine clothing, but clothes have no gender!!
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“I’m not coming out.” Atsumu’s voice rang from the bathroom, muffled by the door. You could hear his awkward shuffling in there, the occasional grunt and curse escaping through the door.
“come on, you promised!” you were practically vibrating on the bed, excitedly playing with your fingers and bouncing your legs. “you can take it off right away if you want to, but you promised to let me dress you!”
You could hear him sigh behind the door, a mutter of him saying fine, and then the door opened. You nearly passed out. The black skirt was short, flowy material hanging deliciously over his muscular thighs clad in fishnet stockings. The deep purple crop top complimented his skin, laying tightly against his pecs and cutting off to show off the sliver of abs between the top and skirt. Making him sit down and put eyeliner on him was a good choice, the glittery eyeshadow as well, bringing attention to his beautiful eyes. Matte black nail polish already covering his nails. You shifted on the bed, arousal already pooling in your underwear.
“you wanna tell me why there’s no crotch on these?” he asked, picking at the stockings and glaring at you.
“mmh no reason~” you smirked, “give me a twirl, yeah?”
Atsumu sighed, cursing at himself for making this promise. But he twirled around, the skirt flying up a little, his soft cock peeking out. You hummed, standing up and walking over to him, placing your hands on his chest.
“so pretty” you whispered, hands moving down to his bare waist. For a second, you thought you saw your boyfriend blushing before he turned around, moving back to the bathroom. “wait! Hold on, come here…” you grabbed his wrist and turned him around, gasping when you saw his burning red face.
“stoooop” he whined, trying to move away from your hands now cupping his cheeks. Your nearly 6’2, professional volleyball player boyfriend was blushing. He wiggled, pouting and avoiding your eyes, huffing in frustration and blushing harder at how intensely you were looking at him. “’s embarrassing”
“but you look so cute, I don’t think I’ve seen you blush before!” you giggled, cooing softly when he once again tried to break free from your hands. “you’re so handsome baby, so pretty all dressed up for me” the deep blush on his face only grew darker, something poking your lower stomach. You look down, smirking when you notice the front of the skirt being lifted. Looking up again, you raise one of your eyebrows, the smirk plastered on your face.
“shut up” his voice was small, whimpering and shying away, hunching his shoulders to make himself smaller. Your prying hands moved down, wrapping your fingers around his thick cock and stroking him over the fabric of the skirt. Mewls and moans passed from his slightly parted lips, his shoulders shaking. You moved your hand off him, grabbing his wrist and bringing him to the bed, sitting him down. The skirt just barely covered his cock, a slight wet spot forming on the fabric from his pre-cum.
Straddling his lap, you stroked him some more over the skirt, staring down at the way it moved. His cock twitched under your touch, gasps and pleads spilling out of him, his hands holding your waist tightly. Atsumu still had his eyes closed, head slightly thrown back and his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. The blush was growing, slowly moving down his neck towards his chest. Your lips met the burning skin, sucking hard marks on his neck.
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“o-oh! Ah- please!” you never realized just how vocal your boyfriend could be in bed, but riding him like this, with him wearing such pretty clothes, you’re taking notice. He’s barely keeping it together, it felt so filthy. The skirt was barely flipped up, exposing his hard and leaking cock. Hickeys littered his neck, sweat dripping from his body and the pressure from your hands on his chest was nearly enough for him to pass out. It was dizzying, your slick walls enveloping his cock in warmth and friction, he was a mess. Babbling noises of appreciation and pleasure poured from his mouth, squealing when you clenched around him. “fuck, I- please!”
“please what?” you grinned, sweat running down your face from the strain of bouncing on him. You could see the way his eyes had glossed over, rolling back in his head as another loud groan left him. It was addicting, the eyeliner smudged from his tears and the way he kept bringing his hands and arms over his face. You always pulled them off, demanding to see his face when he falls apart under you. Asking him a question in this state was probably cruel, knowing from experience how hard it can be to find the words when your brain is turned into mush from the pleasure. However, it was something he always did to you, so it was time for payback.
“I-! shit, fuck! Cum! Gotta- please!” he babbled out, a string of loose words being thrown out, some distant part in his brain hoping that you understand what he was trying to say.
“hm? Pretty boy wanna cum? Beg some more, then you can cum.” He nearly screamed at your words, stumbling over his own trying to get out as much begging as possible.
“please! Pleasepleaseplease fuck, I- fuck, please! Please, please let me cum, please let me fill- fill your pussy with, fuck, with my cum! Pleaseee!” his body was shaking, stomach tensing desperately and his cock twitching deep inside you. You only hummed out in approval, and he lost it. His hands flew up to his hair, tugging on it and moaning loudly. His body curled up, nearly knocking you off his cock with the force of his knees hitting your back. You could feel him spilling inside, stomach filling deliciously with the warm, heavy feeling of his cum.
Atsumu was still shaking when you moved off his lap. Breathy gasps passed from his parted lips, hands reaching out to pull you to his chest. He whined when your weight landed on him, a choked sob leaving him and his hands clawed at your back, wanting you impossibly closer.
“you okay?” you smirked, kissing his clothed chest.
“I- ah, I’m… I’m…” he was still dizzy, head spinning and his words escaping him. You fucked my brains out echoed in his head, in some distant part that he couldn’t reach. He managed to nod, at least he thinks he did because he could feel you sigh happily against his chest, laying you head down softly.
he runs hot, leaving him walking around without a shirt at home. this is perfect for when the two of you make out, sitting in his lap and kissing him deeply, your hands running up and down his back and chest. your fingers stop at his nipples, playing with them gently and he groans loudly, making you smirk. pressing kisses down his neck and chest, your lips find one of his nipples, licking over it while looking up at him. his cock is already throbbing by the time you start sucking on them, loud groans and whines passing from his lips, his twitching hands unable to keep still. they land on your hips, forcing you to grind down on him while sucking his nipples long and hard enough to bruise. just how he likes it.
ATSUMU
it’s a point of comfort, begging him to take his shirt off before the two of you cuddle or nap, climbing up on his lap and laying down with your mouth around one of his nipples. sleepily sucking away and drooling, he watches you with so much adoration, carefully running his fingers through your hair. however, no matter how much he tries, he will eventually get hard. your pretty face laying on his chest and your soft lips sucking and licking at his nipples, he’s gonna get worked up. quietly whispering to you about how hard you’re making him, your sleepy hums telling him to take care of it then. at this point there are two usual outcomes: either he flips you around and fucks you until you’re dizzy, or he gently moves you off his body and fucks his fist, your mouth still happily sucking away at his nipple.
YACHI
shy. so shy. but considering how much she loves sucking yours, she would fold so easily if you ask. gently cupping her tits, lean down and carefully lick at one of them while looking up at her and she will be squealing and squirming within seconds. she’s sensitive, soaking her pretty panties while her eyes roll back in her head, grabbing your hair and trying to pull your hot mouth closer. breathy moans fall from her lips, whining about how you’re gonna make her cum. keep sucking, licking and biting and she will, cum hard in her panties without you even touching her there. she’d be embarrassed, so please make her do it again to prove how hot it is.
TSUKISHIMA
he would never ask for it, even if he wants it. realistically you’d have to either catch him rubbing them while fucking his fist, or tell him that you find his nipples hot and ask if you can suck on them. coming home from work late one day, you hear his breathy moans from the bedroom. barely peeking through the door and you see him, eyes closed and head thrown back, one hand tugging on his cock and the other playing with one of his nipples. sneak in and undress, join him on the bed and gently wrap your lips around the nipple he’s not playing with. he’ll jump, shame and embarrassment glowing his face red, but his hand will speed up on his aching cock and louder moans will pass from his lips. he finishes mere minutes after you joined him, orgasm so strong that his whole body shakes. he will not want to talk about it, until you’re giving him a handjob and your mouth seeks out his nipples again.
KENMA
just like when he sucks yours, it’s a source of comfort. him laying shirtless in bed, you between his legs and your mouth licking, kissing and sucking over his chest and nipples while he plays some video game. it’s his favorite form of intimacy, regardless if it’s him on you or you on him, he finds it comforting. he’ll whine if you stop too soon, he wants his nipples to be sore and bruised from your attention. it’s the same as when he sucks yours, it can turn sexual if you initiate it, he won’t see it as a sexual act until you start grinding against his thigh. most times you’ll have to ride him, grinding on his cock while still sucking or playing with his nipples. despite claiming that he doesn’t get aroused by it, he cums twice as fast if you play with them.
NISHINOYA
catches him off guard the first time you do it, your needy hands dragging his chest to your face while his cock splits you open, your wet mouth kissing his chest and latching on to a nipple. he has to stop his thrusts, breathing heavily as he tried to hold off his orgasm, the arms by your head keeping him up shaking along with his breathing. you’re not allowed to stop, even if he has to close his eyes and focus to not cum right away, he quickly grows addicted to the feeling of your mouth on his chest and nipples. it’d be a point of pride for him if his chest and nipples are sore and covered in hickeys after the two of you have sex.
ASAHI
it’s not often that asahi is sneaky or a tease, or does something to get what he wants. but express your attraction to his pecs and he’ll offer that you can suck on them. if you ask, he’ll say it’s to bring you satisfaction and comfort, but sitting in his lap and sucking away at his nipples, his cock will quickly harden and press up against your thighs and ass. he’ll be embarrassed, feel guilty that he told a lie, but the worries will disappear once you climb off his lap and tug his cock out, stroking it heavily while still sucking on his nipples. you’ll barely have to stroke his cock before he finishes, cum splattering over your hand and up his stomach. he’ll be a blushy mess, and if you want to make him even more shy, make a comment about how you’ll remember it for the future. he’ll squeak in embarrassment, but his cock will give him away by twitching harshly in excitement.
SUNA
a makeout session quickly gets heated with him, his strong hands gripping your hips to grind against his erection. pull away and tug off his shirt and start kissing down his neck and chest. your goal must’ve been his hard cock, but the choked moan that slips out when you graze over his nipples with your fingers, makes you stop. winking up at him, latch on to a nipple while playing with the other one, he’ll try his hardest to stifle the moans and groans, but ultimately fail. he’s not usually the one to produce a lot of precum, but with all the attention on his nipples and there will quickly be a growing dark patch on the crotch of his sweatpants. similar to yachi, they’re sensitive and he’ll try to push you away when he feels his orgasm coming closer. too close. don’t move off, suck harder and move a hand down to palm his cock through his sweats and soon enough he will let out one final loud moan as something wet and sticky seeps through the material. he’ll try to be cocky about it, but deep down he’d rather sink through the floor than to look you in the eye.
