characters ! kunimi akira, sugawara kōshi, akaashi keiji, and lev haiba x gn!reader
inspired by the scene from friends + pls this is just for the hilarity, don’t perceive me + hilariously suggestive but nothing major, my loves, might just make you blush but yk, mostly humour + a little time-skip spoilery one in kunimi’s + warning: alcoholic consumption, profanity bc iwa’s a potty mouth (also me) + unedited lmao !
masterlist ; opinions? requests? ; re-blogs are for the sexc <3
kunimi akira,
it starts with the revelation that you hooked up with iwaizumi hajime during your trip in california years back, where you met up with your old senpai for old time’s sakes and had. . . fun.
kunimi, your darling boyfriend of four years, raises an eyebrow but his expression remains flat as everyone across the table— a little seijoh reunion brought on by oikawa senpai coming back after so many years since he’s moved to argentina — explodes in guffaws and shocked calls for shots! shots!, and makki-senpai’s particular love shots! love shots! and back to kindaichi, red-cheeked, more wasted than he thinks he is, and not so subtly nudging his friend with did you know? bro? omg?
“you guys are fucking exhausting,” hajime-senpai says after smacking makki on the back of his head. but his cheeks are tint pink and oikawa senpai is poking at them until he swatted the other man away. he meets your eyes briefly and you only sigh. “it’s been years since that happened. before you, akira.”
“of course it was.” you don’t mean to snap at your senpai, but adding to the fact was like poking on a bleeding wound. you turn to your boyfriend, pouting. “please don’t be weird.”
he continues to raise his eyebrow. akira is always so hard to read when he’s drunk. he is so quiet and you could never read what’s on his mind. “i’m not being weird.”
“did you know?” kindaichi whispers again. you throw him a death glare, willing him to become tiny and drown in his shot of vodka he was supposed to take out of a now forgotten drinking game.
“ok, but that’s not the question that’s in all our minds.” oikawa senpai rests a shoulder on makki senpai’s head. which normally would result in a heavy swat, but your other senpai is grinning at you two; his friend and his kouhai with a drunk, half lidded gaze. smirk growing when his eyes flicker to kunimi. kunimi’s eyes narrow at the slightest and the thudding in your heart is so loud, you wonder if you throw something— anything at him in the array of spent food — would calm it down.
“who’s the best sex you’ve ever had?”
everyone’s entire body seize up, the question settling into drunk addled brains, before it explodes. iwaizumi senpai is trying to reach oikawa to strangle him, yeet him, all of the above, makki senpai is laughing whilst watari senpai is trying to shut him up but his eyes are wide too, issei senpai and yahaba senpai are filming everything, and kindaichi is mooning over your boyfriend’s reaction with blinks and wide eyes.
you slam the shot glass down. the room quiets.
“one, that was inappropriate.” you jut a finger at him, devil may care with the status quo. “i will smack you when you least expect it, senpai. before you leave the country again.”
oikawa grins, settling down. “fair.”
“and the best sex—”
“you don’t—” iwaizumi tries to interject but your eyes are on your boyfriend.
“— is aki. sorry senpai. he knows how to make me scream.”
the room quiets. . . before it explodes again, and you didn’t care that everyone is now cajoling iwaizumi senpai; your eyes are on your boyfriend with kindaichi patting him on the head as if ‘good job, man’.
you sidle up next to him, shoving kindaichi into the raucous laughter and snuggling into his shoulder.
“scream, huh?” kunimi whispers against the shell of your ear, laughing lightly. meanly. “i think you’re one letter too long.”
you grin, blushing. “mmh. that too.”
sugawara kōshi,
it was a stupid game.
everyone knew it, you knew it, your mother’s father probably knew it. but reunions are only as fun as the drinking games they bleed out of the drunk and the compromised inhibition.
“y/n!” you didn’t like the evil gleam in your darling lover’s eyes. you adore him so much, but the man is an absolute menace when he’s drunk. no man left unhurt, no stone left unturned.
you sigh at the bottle pointing your way, leaning against a sleepy asahi and meeting your lover’s grin with a small smile of your own. the night is slowing down, everyone knows that, at this point it was just letting the hyperactive ones and gremlins to tire themselves out.
this vacation reunion of sorts was a respite from the daily grind and to look back into the years you guys spent together in those short few years in high school. a cabin was rented, a lake and fireflies in the summer, and barbecue grilled and overflowing with alcohol and memories.
“yes, my love?”
noya blusters forward, blinking and grinning. “truth or de-hic! dare!”
“truth, and move— you’re dipping your fingers into the sauce.”
“oh s-sorry!”
you wrinkle your nose at him. “you’re going to smell like vinegar tonight, go wash up.”
“’aight! i’ll be taking asa-hic!hi with me!” as he wrangles his favourite person, you’re left with suga and a passed out bundle of former first years in the corner, complaining about the busted aircon in their room and are sprawled across the open lanai.
as the drag and pull of noya and asahi slowly disappear, you take another barbecue piece, now cold more than anything, swipe it with some sauce and pop it in your mouth happily.
“you didn’t answer,” suga pipes, sprawling his legs underneath him, stomach and elbows down, and palms on his chin as he blinks at you prettily.
“answer what?”
“truth or dare.”
you sigh. “koshi.”
“pretty please?” he blinks at you again.
“alright, i’ll bite. uh, i’m too lazy to move now and frankly too tipsy to, so truth.”
“am i the best sex you’ve ever had?”
it was, quite frankly, the worst time to try and drink soda. you splutter and choke, your nasal cavity and throat burning from the carbon, as you blink wildly. like a picture through an old film, you hilariously watch as your boyfriend rise up, panicked, and hold out a glass of water whilst smacking your back.
“what kind—” you breathe,”— of question was that, dumbass?”
he pouts, offering the water again as he start to rub soothing circles on your back. “a curious one? are you not going to answer? will you jump into the lake then?”
“jump?”
“that’s the dare.”
“you’re awful.”
“the more you don’t tell me, the more—” you kiss him to shut him up, fisting his shirt to bring him closer and tangling into his taste and tongue until a sigh leaves his lips, damn near cross eyed when you both pull away. you laugh.
“you tell me, hm?” you smirk. “i think you can answer that question well yourself.”
akaashi keiji,
one day. just one day you were going to kill konoha akinori.
“so? y/n? care to share your thoughts?”
alright, so today might just actually be the day.
it was the first time you and keiji were inviting people into your new home; struggle with finding the perfect place to build a life together, then moving, then getting excited with new furniture and pinterest board ideas— the day was finally here where he invites some of his former high school friends who were free.
but several bottles of wine had been opened, light oohs and ahhs of conversations have been turned to playful banter about the past and future, and as you all moved into the patio where you bragged about keiji’s newly planted little herb garden— banter became competitive.
“ya.” komi shoves him, hard. but even tatsuki’s a little red and konoha’s a gremlin when he’s drunk.
“it’s not like that!” bokuto’s furiously blushing, from the wine or the topic, no one knows because he can’t even look at you in the eye anymore and your keiji— darling future everything you’ve ever wanted — is currently silent, eyebrows raised with a pointed lip.
“it was never like that, you—” you glare at konoha who hic!ed in response. “i’m going to kill you.”
keiji laughs it off, patting your arm. “it’s okay.”
“mhm, are you sure?”
he takes your hand in his, smile soft. “of course.”
but akaashi was an overthinker. he lives in his head, and with the spirit of alcohol and the day coming to a close— a time when you both prepare for bed, a special hour that only the two of you get to see; born from intimacy and years together — he rolls over to you once all the lights are gone, eyes adjusting the sudden darkness, before you hear him quietly murmur—
“is bokuto the best sex you’ve ever had?”
what comes out of you is a frakenstein twist of a sigh and a laugh, turning your body to find him in the etched in the darkness. your hands come forward, by muscle memory, tracing his eyebrows, his nose, the curve of his soft lips.
“you’re so silly, keiji.”
“i know it doesn’t matter. just. you can tell me.”
“i can and i will,” you hum, craning your head and kissing his lips. “you’re the best. what kou and i had was a first time experience— we were both virgins trying to find our rhythms and it did not go as well as it could.”
“really?”
“mh. lukewarm, if you can believe it?”
he laughs against your neck, pulling you close. “this is the weirdest thing to be jealous of,” he murmurs against your skin.
“it is.” you kiss his head. “but i adore you regardless.”
lev haiba,
“kuroo senpai sucks.”
you snort at his huffy entrance, smirking as you finish the tasting the dinner you had been preparing. “welcome home to you as well.”
“oh.” his face changes for a second from that huffy frown to a softer smile at you, pushing back his silver hair, wet that it is, and dropping his bag to get to you. “hi, sorry. i’m home.” he wraps his arms around you and nestles his chin on your shoulder with a little pout.
you laugh. “again, welcome home. when did you meet kuroo senpai?”
“at break. at the photoshoot site.” his arms around you tighten. “he came in when i was having coffee.”
“isn’t it nice to see an old face?”
“sure, until he wonderfully reminded me that you two went out right after high school.”
you freeze slightly before you turn off the stove, turning around to rest your arms around his neck, humming at his expression. lev was always so pretty right after photoshoots; he’s scrubbed off makeup and hair product, skin glowing with the remnants of eyeliner still on line of his eyes, lips a little red from the wash, and skin— as a model, he had such glassy, smooth skin — a little red from the day’s work.
“and that got you pouting?”
he juts out his lips for emphasis, eyes darkening at the reminder. “no, it’s when he wondered who do you think’s better.”
“better?”
his chin is dipped, lashes long as he gives you a look. “better lover, babe.”
you snort. “you fell for that?”
“babe,” he whines, knocking his forehead against yours as you giggle. “so?”
“so what?”
“so who is it?”
you lean back, brushing your lips against his nose. “kuroo and i went out for a month.”
he pouts. “and?”
you sigh. “you are, haiba, the better lover. happy?”
the question feels redundant in how easy his entire demeanour and expression changes from one seemingly stupid confession— especially when he peppers your face in kisses until you complain and push him away by his very strong pecs.
until he swipes you off your feet and straight into a princess carry.
“haiba! what’re you doing, stupid!”
“ah,” he nips at your bottom lip, eyes narrowed with a smirk. “your better lover is about to make you happy.”
hi luv! i saw that your requests and wanted to request a headcanon w/ kunimi where y/n and kunimi are dating and they are at their practice but he gets so distracted by her that he can’t play! tysm💖
—KUNIMI GETTING DISTRACTED
featuring: kunimi akira
content warnings: fem!reader
-okay so we all know nothing really phases our pretty boy kunimi <3.
-but you’re different ofc.
-you and he had been dating since his first year at seijoh.
-and now you both had reached your 3rd year so you had really gotten used to kunimi showing his affection and stuff in different ways yk?
-and you knew he loved you, which is why you were surprised when he literally stopped in his tracks when you walked into the gym.
-you had decided to try something new with your hair! you had gotten lots of stares at school so you had wondered if it looked bad on you :(
-so you had came into the gym so you could watch your boyfriend practice and what not.
-the team was in the middle of a small scrimmage, playing against each other so they could be ready for their game the next day.
-he was in the middle of trying to block a serve from the other side when he side glanced at you
-and he literally just froze all because he thinks you look so so pretty!!!
-completely disregarding the fact that he’s the middle of a game LOL so yes he gets hit with the ball. kindaichi literally scolded him too.
-you panicked and immediately rushed over because ???
-he sat out for a little bit with an ice pack on the side of his face and you’re all like “what was that for kira?”
-and he’s like “well i think you look really pretty. i like your hair today y/n you should style it like that more” and you’re just so shocked because it was the cutest thing lol.
-you call him a dork before giving him a peck on his cheek, not missing the tips of his ears turning red <3
-and from that day forward you started styling your like that more, because who are you to deny your bf?
author’s note: hi bb <3 i hope you liked this lol! i was so excited so i wrote this in like 15 mins.
A Silly S/O that shares one braincell with his best friend
Who doesn’t love a silly, goofy, S/O?
Pair(s) : Akaashi x Reader, Kenma x Reader, Suna x Reader, Kunimi x Reader
(((Ahhhhhahhh bruhhh I literally put the dying inside parted hair dark beauties here,,, ✨ blessing it ✨)))
{This is my first time doing headcanons,, i apologize as it is very early morning and i dont sleep so i may be passing out as soon as i post this ahahahhahahaahha)))))
{Akaashi Keiji x Reader}
(Ohh shi- Aight, we startin off with setters huh)
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To be fair, Akaashi met you through Bokuto, you chaotic duo, whilst Bokuto being a particularly sunny, bubbly guy, its fair he’s friends with someone as goofy as him
It’s like,,, one of those kinds of friendships you have with Akaashi, whenever you guys are seated next to each other for a group project or simply having a one-on-one convo, you seem to have enraptured him with how funny you are
for example, you being a silly person, you seem to have gotten into a argument with Bokuto, seeing as there was only one braincell, thus being you as the only braincell between the two of you, a juicebox and two of you being dumbasses,,, You proposed to Bokuto to poke a straw through the box so you both can drink from either ends of the straw,,,while bokuto,,, proposed of cutting,,,the juice box,, in half,,, to share,,,
(No cap, i saw my brother and friend argue and do this,,, it was a waste of a caprisun and i had to drink wine to forget that this is what I put up wit,,,yet i recorded it
Akaashi may have facepalmed when you told him this, but the genuine look of truth and kindness made him soft for you when you continued about your small mishaps
This mans smiles faintly, so when you talk about a joke or something stupidly funny, he can’t help but have a full on smile, cause you speak so passionately about your small and oblivious situations you keep getting yourself into and the endearing solutions you have
when you get together, it’s no boring life at all
Akaashi is always there to rope you in when things get too hectic, especially around Bokuto, but when its you, he can’t help but grin at how bright you can be when you think of funny ideas for today and the next day
Kozume Kenma x Reader
(OHH SHI- another pretty setter, lucky day :3c)
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Ohhh boi this is gonna be so many jokes
You and Kuroo share a braincell, that being annoying Kenma ((That’s what Kuroo thinks at least))
Kenma never can get a break,, you being the manager of Nekoma and being good friends with Kuroo, even Yaku is getting a headache
Kenma looks forward to you talking to him ((He finds you genuinely interesting when you pointed out a creative way - more like a newfounded loophole - to one of his video games,, he got kinda hooked on you when you kept telling him possible ways to beat the boss using a weak weapon,, he thought you were buggin,,, nah,, he won and trusted your somewhat foolish advice,,, beating up a miniboss with a stick that had been leveled up from being used worked,,, he doesn’t know what goes on your mind,,, but he wants to know more)))
You tell Kenma funny jokes about the newest character in the game he’s playing, not to mention your own headcanons about them
Kuroo joins in, much to Kenma’s dismay, but with a small smile he likes seeing you enjoy yourself as you talk odd with his best friend
You call him alot of nicknames due to his hair and attitude
“Aye,, wassup puddinghead?” - “Lil’Calico, how’s it hangin?” - “Tiramisu cup, ya lookin sweet today!”
Its,, really cute how you think of him, make up nicknames and have this real attitude when you see him
Kuroo kinda ruins them tho, adding an annoying comment about the nickname and Kenma S C O W L S
OHHHH When you ask him on a date, you use the most creative one liner
“Instead of me being support how bout I join your party and be your player 2? We’ll use Kuroo as a support, Rooster-Attack!”
*cue adorable pose*
-Kuroo in the back : “ROOSTER, WHO YOU CALLING ROOSTER YOU-”
You start attacking him with chemistry insult and he dodges it with another chem attack
Kenma has never been so flustered nor entertained before
Overall, Kenma believes that you being a cute, silly, s/o is literally the best thing that has ever happened to him,, (Besides meeting Shoyo of course,, but then again,, that’s always the best thing that can happen to anyone, have you seen that boy’s harem?)
Suna Rintaro x Reader
((ooooo,,,, man,,,, this mans,,,, he got me,,,, everywhere,,, lmao i pimp him and he isn’t the only one)))
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Suna ,, I pimp you
OH GAWD, the MIYA TWINS
It’s like,,, an extra Miya,,, but more like,, cousin instead of sibling Miya but still family Miya,, ya get me????
You transferred in during your second year and man,,, having Atsumu and Osamu pushing you to be their manager,,, its been trouble ever since,, even Aran cannot handle the amount of boondoggle that happens in practice
Okay, listen, you, YOU, are the type to be silly, yes, but in a way that makes Atsumu and Osamu start arguing over something silly you said and the twins start fighting because they started to drift somewhere else.
Basically you drench the kerosene, light it, and leave it for the twins to fan the flames,, they are rolling and causing chaos
You and Suna always record it to blackmail them
Not to mention, you being the wacky person you are, you rope the twins into your shit,,,
Since your last name is NOT Miya, but your other parent’s name, many of Atsumu’s fangirls don’t,, appreciate you
You can’t help but dangle funny insults towards your ego-filled cousin, having the fangirls wreak havoc and chase you around
you would and can stop,, buts its too funny seeing them get mad over silly things like how you perceive Atsumu to be an ugly sleeper that farts and wakes up from it (( You lived it as kids when you and your family slept over the twins’ place, Osamu and you have many videos of it))
Suna is usually the one hiding you away from the rabid fans who seem to want to defend Atsumu’s perfect image honor.
This man cannot fathom the amount of trouble you get into sometimes, esp. with the twins
When you two get together, you think of the most diabolical and hysterical plans, Suna there to record and by your side when things start to get out of hand
Suna doesn’t express many emotions, but when you finally get him to show a reaction cause of something you did, whether it be a joke or starting a Miya Twins brawl, he can’t help but have the small ghost of a smile when you’re not looking
Kunimi Akira x Reader
(((ooo another parted hair dark male,, Me likeyy)))
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You and Kindaichi are like,, a mesh of puns and anger
Puns on your side and Anger on Kindaichi’s side
For Kunimi, he finds it entertaining, the dynamic you two have
Though Kunimi doesn’t express emotions as much, ((like the other parted hair babes)) he likes to fan the flames to see his best friend angry
Kindaichi doesn’t get ‘Mad’, he knows its for jokes,,, it’s just,,, your way of thinking can be so mind blowing that he doesn’t know how some of the things go your way it makes him want to know but he gets annoyed when you tease him about it
Kunimi likes to see the way your accomplished smile shines, despite having silly pranks or stupid puns, you seem to get his type of humor
you like to play jokes on Kindaichi, usually poking him when he’s not looking that he jumps out of his skin and he pokes you back and you poke him back, then it becomes a poking war and Kunimi steps to side to see you laugh and when you accidentally poke Kindachi too hard in the gut, he topples over and gives you the finger
You say something among the lines, “Me? If anything, I won and you’re just salty, like that blond beanpole from Karasuno. Right, Kunimi?”
Kunimi, I feel, isn’t the type to full out laugh, but snort or hide his laugh with a scoff behind his hand,, you know,,, like all these other men seem to do,, i get that vibe from them
Dating, nothing changes but the teasing from your side is not overwhelming, yet its not underwhelming,, its actually a good wavelength to match with his own retorts
Kunimi doesn’t hate that you rope him into your schemes, no matter how ridiculous, if it means he gets to see you smile and look at him with those crinkled eyes that seem to glow with joy,,, he doesn’t mind the effort (But he won’t tell you that)
@ilhvm said : Congrats babe!! You deserve it!!! You deserve even more!!!
May I ask for jealous kunimi?? Like he slaps me in the face and says “take it, I know you can take it pretty girl” (yeah that shit hot af) only ofc if your comfortable to write it!!
BABE ONCE AGAIN CONGRATS 🎈🎊
(I lost your ask I’m sorry :( )
BUT yes of course U can bby!! I’ve never lewded Kunimi, so I’ll give it a good shot hehe, tsym for reading and supporting!! Hugs n kisses xoxox
CW// Public sex, spitting, slapping, slight daddy kink, no prep sex, m receiving oral, pure smut hahahaha
It was Aobajohsai’s annual volleyball reunion, you had been to these plenty of times with your now husband Kunimi. It was nice to see him relax with his old friends and team mates. This year was slightly fancier compared to other years, suits and dresses were required in this bar and restaurant. Kunimi looked so handsome in his suit, tall and broad over your frame, made you slightly weaker at the knees at just a simple glance.
A few drinks in you decide to leave Akira talking to his friends, joining Iwa and Oikawa at the bar. Oikawa had always made you laugh, he was funny and a good friend. He buys you a cocktail from the bar, fingers lingering on yours as he hands it over to you, a hand runs down your arm as he compliments you “you look, fabulous tonight Y/N”, he sends a wink your way, causing you to blush and dip your head in embarrassment.
Suddenly a warm arm has slipped around your waist, pulling you close to their side. Gazing up you see your husband, staring down at you. You could recognise the face anywhere, jealous. He still has the lazy glare in his eyes, but his jaw is tensed, adams apple bopping up and down as he gulps “She really does Oikawa, cmon babe, taxis waiting for us” Without even being able to say goodbye to the team, you’re being pulled towards the exit. Walking down the road, confusion hits you “Akira the tax-” Your question is cut off by him crashing his lips to yours “You liked flirting with my captain right in front of me hmm?” It came out as basically a growl, dragging you down the alleyway besides the bar, pushing you against the grimey walls, making you wince over the thought of cleaning it off your dress. “You think you can just do that and get away with it? no no no sweetheart, you gotta make up for it” He mutters out, shoving a knee between your thighs and flipping your dress up to show the lacy lingerie underneath “we’re you planning on showing this to him too?” Slapping your clothed cunt, smirking at the small yelp that leaves your lips.
He kisses you deeply, a hand knotting in your hair. When he pulls you away from his lips, a string of saliva keeps you connected, drool all over your chin. “My pretty girls got herself all messy” he coos out, rubbing a thumb over your cheek, luring you into a false sense of security. A harsh slap comes to your cheek, feeling his warm breath against your ear you shiver “Now what do you say?” you stutter out weakly “I’m sorry daddy... I’m sorry” He steps back to look at you, groaning at your lust driven eyes. “Sort me out then, pretty girl”
Instantly you drop to your knees, fingers desperately trying to undo his belt, kissing him through his boxers softly “do not play, pretty girl, hurry up” he mutters, running a hand through your hair as you lick the tip of his cock before surrounding it with your mouth, suckling gently before pushing your head down, nuzzling your nose in the soft hair at the base. Your husband groans fuel you on, a strong fist making it’s way into your hair, forcing you to bob your head up and down on his thick cock. The tip hits the back of your throat everytime your mouth makes its way down the shaft, gagging slightly as he thrusts his hips up. You protest gently, your fists pushing into his thighs, gagging when he hits too deep. “Shut up and take it, I know you can”
Eventually, he’s pulling you off, his cock glistening with pre cum and spit. Your mascara has run all down your face, lips all swollen and teary eyes look up at him. Kunimi thinks you never look more gorgeous than you do right now, all ruined and fucked out by his cock. “so good for me...” he whispers, a thumb rubbing across your sensitive lips “stand up, bend over” he demands, helping you stand on wobbly legs. “Gonna fill you up, stuff you full of me and nobody else” He kisses your neck gently as you bend over against the wall, pulling your dress up to expose your ass. “So wet for me baby...” He growls out, the wet spot on your panties proving you won’t need any prep. He pulls your soaked panties to the side, slowly pushing his leaking cock inside you with a groan. He sets up a brutal pace against your gushing cunt, wrapping a hand in your hair and pulling your hair back to look you in your eyes “This pussy is mine, you got that? all. mine.” Nodding quickly, whimpering with every thrust you try to lean up and kiss him but he pulls back “Open up for me, pretty girl” he growls. You immediately open your mouth, a glob of spit landing on your tongue, swallowing it you smile up at your husband. You can tell he’s close to cumming, he’s gone quiet, his brows coming down into a slight frown, bottom lip bitten tight. Three thrusts later he’s cumming into your sweet little cunt, holding your hips flush to his, hips twitching as he pulls out gently. “keep it all inside” he warns, patting your pussy with a couple of soft taps once your panties have been pulled back over. “Are you okay?” he asks, “y-yeah” “Good because I’m not done with you yet, pretty girl” helping you stand up straight. Kunimi, your Kunimi, wraps an arm around your waist, leading you to the taxis awaiting customers.
You nod, focusing on walking straight and not collapsing with shaky legs. Making your way past the bar, the team is waiting outside, going silent when they see your makeup ruined face, messy hair and Kunimis smirk on his lips “Night Oikawa” he sings, winking at the silenced captain,
Have I just made myself a kunimi fucker ahahaha oh dear 😤😤 hope you enjoyed bby! I’m now very hor knee 🥰🥰🤬
Warnings: swearing, mentions of blood (in a movie context), ooc Kunimi (sowwy, I rlly tried my best >.<)
Summary: Kunimi wasn´t easy to read, but maybe he also wasn´t that difficult to understand, you just needed the chance and patience. Centered around Valentine´s Day find out how you met and how your relationship progressed
Taglist: @miyaniacs @prettyforpapiiwa my aries besites 🥺
A/N: I am so excited to be able to finally post this!!!! The collab (by lovely @luna-in-luv <333) was so much fun, I loved the concept!!!
to @samthegirlnextdoor: I am so sorry, I am so bad at writing for Kunimi but I really tried my best (even asked my aries friends to help me characterize him hehe) and well, I am also sorry for not getting to know you better, sadly I wasn´t really in a good place mentally, but thankfully I´m doing better now. I hope you enjoy, it was so much fun writing for you and happy Valentine´s Day!!
Kunimi always seemed lazy and uncaring. He was always the type to do the things he needed to, but not more. He always got done just at the right time, using every minute he could get, so that he didn´t need to do extra work.
People never really paid him any mind, he was just the kind of man you didn´t really get to see a lot since he was always the first one to leave just as the class was done.
People seldom saw him for what he really was: clever.
They never cared to get to know him better than the man he presented himself as.
Honestly you couldn´t blame them.
Kunimi could be quite mean sometimes, he made snarky and sassy remarks that were overall annoying and didn´t really mind if he hurt people with it.
At least it seemed that way. He seemed like a guy you didn´t want to get to know.
Sure, he was rather quiet and stayed to himself and only had a small circle of close friends, making it hard for others to see through it.
But then again, Kunimi never was one to make any efforts with people he didn´t know.
It intrigued you more than you liked to admit.
He wasn´t the type of guy you would notice immediately, but he certainly made you curious.
You two had the same classes and sat next to each other and you thought you got along quite well.
Especially when you had to do presentations and other projects together.
Kunimi wasn´t an asshole and did his part of the work. He always did.
However it was quite strange, you never met someone like him. From the outside he would seem lazy, like he didn´t care about anything.
Maybe that was true, but not in the extent you would think. Perhaps you were biased and blind though.
Kunimi and you got done with your work quickly all the time and you always started a conversation with him because you wanted to get to know him better.
You never thought that you´d get along that well with him. Kunimi was really funny and noticed things most people didn´t, he was empathetic in his own way which made him incredibly charming.
You didn´t have any other choice than to fall for him.
He always indulged you. Though that was out of politeness rather than of actual fondness. At least that´s what Kunimi told himself.
He wasn´t one to crush on people, it was pointless and a waste of time. More than anything it was such a nuisance, he didn´t want to deal with it.
So he pretended he didn´t feel anything more for you.
His plan backfired though.
Apparently it was painfully obvious that he had feelings for you, so his friends told him. Though he just told them to fuck off like always.
“Hey, you got a minute?” you stopped him in his tracks one particular day after class. You were so annoying when you did that, when you wanted to talk to him and stopped him from going home. And yet he let you.
“Make it quick” he told you, but his voice was way too soft to make it sound annoyed or threatening.
“Wanna be my Valentine´s?” you grinned.
You might as well, you thought.
Kunimi was quite surprised, not really knowing how to react. Sure he liked you well enough, but love was way too complicated for him, it sounded like such a drag. But it was Valentine´s Day, he didn´t want to be the asshole that stood you up, so naturally he agreed, though not really expecting anything.
Maybe that was why he was so hyper aware of his own feelings, not knowing what to do when you smiled at him like that, asking him if he was feeling well or if you were boring him, if you just misunderstood him.
Looking back on the fact that he just ditched you then and there to rush to his friends to ask for advice, it was funny.
You could laugh about it one year later but it really wasn´t the best move on his part.
Luckily that was just the mere beginning of your relationship.
This time he would do it right.
Kunimi learned the importance of occasional romance with you, you taught him how to be open about his emotions, that it was fine, how you were feeling the same thing.
Somehow love didn´t seem so scary anymore with you. You made him feel safe and secure.
Sadly the time around Valentine´s was always stressful since it was when exams were being written.
However he used it to his advantage.
He knew that you were studying at home and would come around when you were done. You also told him you´d text him when you would get ready.
That left him with enough time to prepare everything.
It was your anniversary after all and he was pretty sure you thought he forgot about it.
He couldn´t help but smile at that thought, he hoped you´d like the surprise.
Kunimi went out of his way to decorate his place with your favorite flowers, he even invited Kindaichi to help him cook your favorite meal.
While Kindaichi was in the kitchen, Kunimi checked everything and then rushed to the nearest convenience store to get your favorite snacks and drinks.
He had planned out everything perfectly, though of course it didn´t seem that way. Kunimi wasn´t one to seem like he planned anything, it would just ruin his lazy reputation.
Though in all honesty, he couldn´t be lazy without planning.
And for you, everything needed to be perfect, there was no other way.
It wasn´t only to make up for his stupidity in the year prior, no, he just simply couldn´t fuck up and be lazy today.
Those three words were way too important.
And so as he returned, he bid goodbye to Kindaichi who wished him luck. Something he only snorted at, who´d need luck in uttering words? It wasn´t like he would lose his voice all of a sudden, though he might as well.
As soon as you stepped through the door it was like history repeated itself.
But he wouldn´t let it this time, he wouldn´t let himself run away.
“Fuck, you´re beautiful….” he husked, almost sounding out of breath.
You closed the door behind you and couldn´t hold back a chuckle, though you were quite surprised at the prepared couch and table for a movie night.
“Um, thanks? Did you get knocked on the head, babe? I´m literally not wearing anything special” you said, looking around.
Kunimi seemed nervous for some reason, but you couldn´t quite pinpoint why.
“So what? Who says you need to wear something special to be beautiful? That´s the dumbest shit I heard all day” he smirked and sat down on the couch with you, immediately laying an arm around you and starting one of those dumb movies you only watched to make fun of the people in it.
“Oh my god, you´re so stupid, of course you´re gonna die first….” you groaned, laughing at the unrealistic scream and spurt of blood in the bad slasher movie on screen.
Meanwhile Kunimi looked at you as if you were his whole world, because you were. How did he get so lucky? To have such a work of art sitting next to him who didn´t think that much of themselves? How much of a saint was he in his last life to get to be such an asshole in this one? To get to tell you how incredible you were every day? He couldn´t comprehend it in the slightest.
And yet you were here with him, in his arms, feeling so comfortable in his presence.
He was getting way too soft and you were the sole reason.
“How can you be so perfect? Fuck I love you” he mumbled, not realizing what he just said.
“Huh? What was that, babe?” you asked, turning to face him.
“I said I love you, idiot” he repeated himself, louder this time.
Before he could regret and realize his words though, your lips were already on his.
Warnings: Characters are aged up, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, slight brat taming, fingering, oral (receiving), vaginal penetration, multiple positions, maybe slight degrading?? Brat naming/taming, dom Kunimi, but sweet <3
A/n: I found this kinda a little too long to write everything, so I skipped a bit, but I tried to make the parts I skipped a lot more spicier with my word choices :) I hope you’re all enjoying kinktober
Note: I DO NOT OWN THE IMAGES USED. THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTFUL OWNERS. ALL PICTURES USED WERE FOUND ON PICSART
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Kunimi’s soft voice had shifted to a more angered tone.
Your back was pinned against the wooden front door of your home, your small body shaking as the taller man stood over you, looking down at you to meet your gaze. His dark coloured eyes followed your every subtle movement, eager to see what you were to try next.
The two of you had been out at dinner with Kindaichi and his girlfriend, when your hand decided to drift down to his pants, slightly rubbing over his clothed crotch, a small his coming from his mouth as you just rubbed over the tip.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he had whispered your ear at that time.
“Stop being such a fucking brat,” he added, his voice setting on a serious tone and his eyes glaring down at you. his hair fell above his eyes, making his reaction a lot scarier than it appeared to be.
You were going to get it tonight.
“Cut the fucking attitude,” he stated after Kindaichi and his girlfriend left to use the restroom.
Your tongue traced along the spoon which you were using for your dessert, Kunimi’s eyes staring you down as you smirked, knowing how you were affecting him.
“Stop that.”
It wasn’t the first time he told you to not, nor would it be the last time that night. But you didn’t want to stop.
What would be the fun in that?
His eyes watched as you continued to swirl your tongue around the spoon, eyes glued on him as you continued the sexual actions with your tongue. Kunimi panicked, checking around the restaurant, embarrassed to see if anyone was looking at the two of you.
And that’s when he spotted something.
Kindaichi was coming back.
Kunimi pulled the spoon from your hands, setting it down on the table as the two others walked back over.
“Fucking behave now,” he muttered, putting on a smile as the two guests sat down.
“Stop being a brat,” were the last words that rang through your mind as Kunimi grabbed your wrist.
“Stop being a fucking brat,” repeated in your head as you were pushed down onto the soft bed, your body instantly falling into submission as the six-foot-tall boy looked over you.
“Embarrassing me like that, in front of everyone there at the restaurant. Who do you think you are?” he asked, a strong tone of anger filling his voice.
“You’re such a brat,” he smiled, a soft smile as he leaned over to capture your lips with his.
You were seated on the bed now, straddling his lap as you grew desperate to his touch, desperate to his soft kisses on your skin, desperate for his hands on your waist. Your panties grew wet at the idea of Kunimi fucking you with anger, pulling your hair, calling you a brat for your selfless actions at dinner.
Kunimi removed his lips from yours, “Strip.”
His words were simple yet, filled with such demand. A demand that you knew you couldn’t ignore. Your fingertips found the side zipper of your dress, a small noise accompanying the zipper being pulled. Tugging the dress off, you let it fall down to the floor, hearing the slight noise as it fell onto the wooden floorboards of your home.
Kunimi’s hands moved to your bra, his lips now on your collarbone, sucking lightly on your skin, delicate skin as his fingers toyed with the straps of your bra. Feeling your chest be released from the restraints of your bra, he let the material fall to the floor too. Your hands moved to his shirt, a slight popping sound appearing as you removed each button, revealing his chest. Your hands traced over his chest; your lips still connected. Kunimi’s hands grabbed you, pushing you down on the bed, climbing over you. His tall figure towered over you, eyes looking down at you as you swallowed lightly.
His lips wrapped around your nipple, beginning to suck lightly on your hardened nipples as his fingers toyed with the edge of your panties.
“Gonna punish you…” he muttered as he pulled your panties down your legs, discarding them to an unknown corner of the room, “Gonna… make you cum so many fucking times, that you’ll pass out from overstimulation.”
You moaned out at his words. You suddenly craved the feeling of his cock fucking you well, that you were crying from overstimulation.
Your hands gripped the bedsheets tightly as he began to rest his body in between your legs, pulling your legs to rest up on his shoulders. Your fingertips trailed down the bed, slightly grasping onto the sheets as Kunimi positioned himself in between your legs.
His pointer finger traced up your slit, collecting your arousal on his single digit. You were wet, dripping even. His tongue slightly licked up your slit, collecting your wetness on his tongue.
You tasted good.
So, fucking good.
So, fucking good that he wanted to devour you right then and there.
Kunimi’s head moved more into your cunt, his noise lightly pressing up against your clit. You tried grinding your hips up, only failing in the process, as Kunimi moved to kneel on the floor, his knees pressing hard against the wood floorboards. He could bear with the pain, after all, he was too busy at the moment.
One of his fingers traced along your cunt, slightly letting the tip of his finger push into your hole. Pulling his finger back, he pushed another into your cunt, this time, his finger went in further than his previous action.
Moans slipped from your lips, unable to control your bucking hips, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, or the way your hands would clasp onto the soft bedsheets. Your body felt as it had been lit on fire, heat spilling throughout your body as you tried to control and minimise the way you would react.
However, that was next to impossible.
The word ‘difficult’ was an understatement. Kunimi’s fingers were long, veins tracing down his skin. In a much simpler way, his hands were drool worthy, and now, they were knuckle deep inside of you.
“Gonna cum,” you moaned out, your cunt clenching tightly around his lengthy fingers.
You couldn’t take it anymore.
As you climaxed, you could see the smirk which he wore on his soft, what looked like innocent face.
You could tell that he was going to overstimulate you.
Just like he promised.
Your thighs hurt from the overstimulation. You were right – Kunimi had kept his promise. After you climaxed on his fingers, he made you climax on his tongue, following with his fingers once more. Three times, already, and he hadn’t even gotten to fucking you yet. Quickly, you had grown tired. Your cunt sensitive and your body sweaty, unable to know how much more you would be able to take.
However, a sudden switch was flipped inside of your body as he pulled his length from its restraints. A sudden hunger… a sudden desire filled your body as you wanted him to be inside of you.
You didn’t care how weak you were.
After climaxing twice, one in a missionary position and another with your legs above his shoulders, you thought you weren’t able to take anymore.
Your cum had stained the bedsheets. The soft, cleaned sheets had now been covered with your climax mixed with your arousal. How was it possible that Kunimi hadn’t climaxed yet? Was he holding off? Not wanting to give you what you desired?
“Get on your fucking knees…”
Somehow, he was able to continue to maintain his direct and guiding tone. It was obvious that the memories from dinner had faded now from his mind, his mind slowly filling with the thoughts of having you climax again and again.
“C-Can’t take it anymore. T-Too weak,” you mumbled, only to be pushed onto your knees and positioned by his hands.
“Don’t fucking speak back to me, you stupid brat.”
Your knees were pressed down into the mattress, a slight pain running through your body as you felt tiredness begin to take over.
“A-Akira… can’t t-take anymore. Too t-tired.”
Kunimi pressed a soft kiss to your exposed shoulder, “Just one more baby, one more and then we can stop.”
You felt comfort in that sudden kiss, once again letting your hands sink into the bedsheets as he pushed his cock into your entrance.
You were sensitive. Too sensitive. It would’ve been possible for you to cum any second now. Your soft, velvet walls continued to clench tightly around him, sucking him in further. It wasn’t the first time that night you were able to feel the tip of his length lightly stroking against your cervix.
“Baby,” he moaned out, his climax building up fast from the many climaxes he had denied himself of, “I want you to cum with me, okay?”
His finger moved to rub against your sensitive clit. The knot in your lower stomach was about to break, just hanging on by a thread.
“I c-can’t h-hold it in a-anymore. A-Akira, p-please, lemme c-cum,” you moaned out, head digging into the bedsheets.
“F-fuck, yeah… cum.”
As you climaxed around him for the final time, you felt yourself grow tired. Kunimi’s seed shot into you, a loud groan exiting his mouth from his long-awaited climax.
Your eyes shut, your body completely shutting down (except for your heart), as you fell onto the sheets, face pressed into the pillow, slumber completely taking over your body.
Kunimi pulled the top sheet from the bed, needing to change it so the two of you were able to sleep properly tonight. Kunimi pressed a soft, loving kiss to your forehead, mumbling out a little ‘sorry for overstimulating you’ in the process.
You had learnt your lesson for the night, but that didn’t mean you had learnt it for the future days to come.
