You want to say it; it’s burning in your rib cage, tearing at your throat, pounding against the back of your teeth to get out. You want to say it.
“If you don’t feel the same way,” he’s staring at his feet.
You do feel the same way! You know that you do, he knows that you do, but the words won’t let themselves form in sound. You feel it every day.
“I won’t be upset.”
He’s upset right now, it’s written all over his face. Fear, self pity, regret. It’s all there, clear as day in the knit of his brow, the sheen on his forehead, the gleam in his eye. You’re doing this to him, just speak! Say something.
Kuroo wasn’t one for grand gestures, the day he asked you out was just as any other - a trip to the convenience store, an insistence on paying for your things as he shoved your wallet away, a quick question to break the silence during the walk home.
“You’re my girlfriend now, right?”
There weren’t any words then, either, instead a hand slipped into another and a small nod, a smile that was too large to hide even if you’d wanted to; simply to save face and not give him the satisfaction of knowing the extent of what effect he had on you. There were no words then, but he knew enough to figure it out, and you were hoping he could figure this out, too.
You are in love with him, in the same way that he is in love with you. In the same way that he’d confessed just moments ago. A small bundle of flowers tied together with twine, shoved in your hands and a blush that burned brighter than you’d ever seen splayed across his cheeks as he told you everything you’d dreamed of hearing from him. A promise that his love wasn’t fleeting, not just a space holder, or an experience to prepare for the rest; his love was for life and he wanted to commit that life to you, to keep you close for as long as you’d let him have you.
He shoved his hands in his pockets, averting his gaze and kicking the pebbles at his feet. “Look, I’m sorry. It’s too soon to say something like that, huh? Forget I even said anything.”
You took a step forward, placing a hand on his chest, the other pulling his chin towards you to force his eyeline to yours. You smiled up at him, heat blooming across your cheeks when you noticed wetness at his lashline.
“Tetsu, I love you. I am in love with you. You don’t have to worry.”
The smile he produced was brighter than the sun, spreading across his cheeks and meeting his eyes in excitement. He grabbed your cheeks between his hands, pulling you towards him for a bruising kiss, laughing against your mouth. He peppered quick kisses across your cheeks, your nose, ending on your forehead, pulling you flush against his chest and wrapping his arms around you.
“You scared me a little bit. Guess I really do just take your breath away. Couldn’t even speak because I’m so romantic.”
You knocked your foot against his, laughter muffled by his chest, but wrapped your arms around his waist regardless.
“Yeah, whatever, Romeo. Thank you for the flowers.”
! EVERY CHARACTER FEATURED IN THIS WRITING IS OF AGE. (18+) ! AGED UP! AU.
genre - honestly, just filthy smut (NSFW)
summary - when your best friend hears about your sex life, he offers to help.
rated- R. reader discretion is advised !
warning- male!dom, fem!sub. cursing, extreme sexual content, degradation, unprotected sex, various number of kinks i am not proud enough to state here-
word count- 5.6k
The room was too hot for your liking.
It was like this every time you came over to Tetsurou’s. You heard somewhere that cats liked hot temperature more than cold. Maybe he really was a cat inside. You could bet your life insurance on that.
You let your eyes wander inside his comfy room. It felt more like home than your room did, somehow. As extra as it is, he hung dim lights from his room walls, insisting “it adds up to the mood”. His room definitely wasn’t that messy for a guy who lives alone, to your surprise. Never too bright, but not too dark either. It fit his personality too.
“You come over pretty much every day, but you still stare around quietly as if you’re here for the first time. Is my room that much of an aesthetic to you?” Kuroo laughed from beside you. If someone walked in on you two, it would look almost like you two were dating.
“It fits your vibe somehow.” You quietly muttered. As your friend let out a low giggle at how your eyes were shining in the LED lights, he could’ve sworn he saw the entire milky way through them. To him, moments like these really mattered. Quiet, peaceful, just you two. Like nothing else mattered.
Just you two.
“Were you talking about something you wanted to do?” You suddenly remembered about him talking about a game he wanted to play with you. Was Kenma’s habits rubbing off on him? You always knew Kuroo also liked to play games, but he never really asked you to play with him.
“Oh yeah, but it’s pretty lame. I just brought it up because we had nothing to do today.”
“But we usually have nothing to do anyways.”
“Ouch, kitten.” It took all your muscles tensing to stop yourself from reacting to that nickname. Damn him and his scorpio tendencies, he always knew how to push your buttons to get you flustered. You weren’t going to give in like how he wanted. He could only let out another laugh at your expression.
“What did you have in mind, then?” Kuroo awkwardly scratched the back of his neck while averting your gaze at your question.
You narrowed your eyes at his reaction. So he said he wanted to it because “we had nothing to do”, but inside, he really wanted to try this game he was talking about.
“21 questions”. You couldn’t help but groan and roll your eyes.
“Come on Tetsurou, we’re not middle schoolers anymore. You could literally just ask anything and I wouldn’t think anything of it.” Letting out a defeated laugh, Tetsurou directed his honey hazel eyes at you. Not sure what he was getting at, but his ability to have you remembering all the nights you dreamed of those eyes was something else. Even if both of you practically knew you had feelings for each other, neither had done anything to seal in the deal.
For you, it was the commitment. You weren’t sure you would be able to handle him fully. He had been with you for better and for worse, in sickness and health, in ups and downs. Kuroo Tetsurou was with you through everything. He was someone you just could not lose. He was precious, more valuable than anything you had in your life. That’s exactly why you weren’t sure. If you two broke up, it would cost you too much. You were afraid. Afraid of losing him over something like this.
If you had to ignore this feeling in your chest to have Kuroo for your whole life, you would. You would choose him for eternity.
“Is there a specific question you have for me then?” You were forced back to consciousness when Tetsurou suddenly spoke. Momentarily, you were taken aback.
“Your body count?” You narrowed your eyes and voiced out the question that you’ve been curious forever. As far as you knew, he had two serious relationships, and a few on-and-off flings here and there. Judging people by their body count was dumb, and you were aware of that. But it did catch your interest.
“Six.” His piercing gaze never left yours while shifting on his bed to face your side. Fair.
“It’s my turn right? I’ll ask your body count too, then.” See? Any friend would be curious about these. Especially horny young adults like him and you.
“Four.” You said with a long sigh. You knew he would never judge you for it or anything, but it was still nerve wracking. Kuroo’s expression didn’t change one bit. Instead, he still kept a close look on your face. Even without him voicing it out loud, you knew he was worried if you were insecure about it in any way.
“No, I’m okay Tetsurou. I know you wouldn’t think weirdly of me.” Letting out a laugh to lighten up the mood, you tugged your hair behind your ear.
“Hey, you continue with another question. You should lead these kind of games, not me.” From the way he immediately lifted his eyebrow, you knew he didn’t mind controlling where this game went. Again, with the unbelievably attractive confidence of his.
“I see you as a 100% bottom, and I know I am right.” You furrowed your eyebrows at how overly sure he sounded.
“Do you have any ounce of dominance in you? Can you top anyone at all?” Damn, were you supposed to answer honestly, or act tough?
“...I’m not sure. I don’t think I do.” He let out a low whistle and a domineering smirk at your statement. Every single thing he does seemed extra attractive today, why was that? You could bet your monthly wage that it was on purpose to get you riled up.
You could almost physically feel Kuroo’s eyes roaming through your entire body. It was hard to ignore when he was making the atmosphere thick to the point you could practically cut it with a knife. You two weren’t touching each other in any way, but the way he was staring at you felt like he was intentionally trying to get you in the mood. The mood.
“Next question, kitten?” You felt your face getting hotter by minute. You couldn’t help it when he practically purred your favorite pet name with that face.
“Could you stop that-”
“But your reaction is too good to pass on.”
“How good would you say you are in bed? You can be honest you know, I wouldn’t judge~” You let out a choked laugh and covered your mouth to prevent laughing in his face. Kuroo chuckled at your question too, but still kept the mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Well, you could see that for yourself, can’t you?” Him licking his lip slightly didn’t go unnoticed. These small sly movements never went unnoticed with both of you. Taking on the silent invitation, you lightly pulled at your shirt collar. He tried hard, but gave into temptation in the end. By the way his eyes stayed a few seconds more than appropriate, you knew it was revealing your collar bone right now. Or maybe a bit more.
“I’m not sure, no man has ever satisfied me in bed before you know.” Kuroo’s eyes snapped at the unexpected statement. You could practically hear his inner voice. Four bodies and-
“You mean you’ve never came in bed? Like, never?”
“Never.” Before you could process what was happening, you felt a shift in Kuroo’s mood. By the time you returned your eyes to his, the only thing you could see in those beautiful hazel eyes were desire. Burning fiery desire, and pure sinful lust. Just with his hot intense gaze, you unknowingly rubbed your thighs together.
“Want me to change that?” Despite his explicit suggestion, he gently put a hand on yours. You knew that if you said no here, he would not pursue anything. He would drop it in a second and continue normally like how you two did until now. Never did you even think Kuroo would look at you this way. With such tempting desire written all over his eyes.
You knew you shouldn’t give into the voices in your head. If you did this, it would be harder to ignore your feelings. Those feelings that are overwhelming inside of you, it would get harder and harder to manage. You should refuse.
But your body acted otherwise.
“Maybe you should.”
As soon as you muttered the words Kuroo had been longing to hear, his persona changed in a split second. He flipped you over easily and got on top. As he hungrily looked down at you, he felt a sense of pride he never felt before. He was going to own you. Him. Not anyone else.
He wanted you. You, every bit of you.
Never once in your life have you felt such desire before. Never did you ever want someone as bad as you wanted Tetsurou right now. You hated that it had to be him, but it didn’t matter. Not when you had your hand in his hair, kissing until you two were out of breath. His hands never stopped roaming around your entire body like you were already his property.
“Baby... You have to promise to tell me if you don’t like anything that I do. Anything. Is that understood?” Kuroo’s honey eyes found yours again. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt you. You nodded, and pulled him in again.
As soon as your lips met, a fire ignited. It was like you two were waiting for this very moment for forever. You were finally able to inhale the masculine scent of Tetsurou. Like a mixture of caramel, rosewood and musk, his smell was intoxicating. You couldn’t get enough of him.
You were still unsatisfied by the time he broke away from the kiss. With a low chuckle, he took another look at your current state. Cheeks burning, eyes clouded with nothing but pure desire. Your body practically waiting to be ravaged by him, there was nothing sexier than that in the world.
“Tetsurou...” You let out a quiet whimper when he dived in for another kiss. Slowly, his lips slid all the way to your neck. His hot breath fanning over your skin, you inhaled sharply in order to stabilize your breathing. As Tetsurou’s large hands carefully slipped your smaller ones into his hands, he softly held them.
“Tell me, baby.” You opened your eyes at his request.
“Tell you what?”
“That you want me as much as I do. That I can fuck you the way I’ve always dreamt of.” The vulgar words that came from his mouth sent a violent shudder down your spine. You were not used to dirty talk, but it was something you would gladly get used to if it meant Kuroo was the one.
“I-I....” You found yourself struggling to follow his commands.
You let out a sharp gasp when Kuroo grabbed both your wrist by his single hand and pinned it above your head. The forceful slam on the headboard rang in your ears as you found yourself staring at the man with wide eyes. His beautiful eyes looked dangerous. Like a wolf staring at his prey.
“You have nowhere to run now, kitten. Follow my orders, and I might just reward you.” Struggling to hold his heavy gaze, you closed your eyes.
“I want you so much, Tetsurou... Fuck me, you can do anything you want with me!” He lets out a low groan at your sweet words, the grip on your wrists tightening. Kuroo jumped at the opportunity to spread your legs and position himself in between. Immediately, you whimpered when his clothed length rubbed against you.
“Good kitty.” Kuroo whispers into your ear. He moves more, slowly grinding his hips against your throbbing core. The action had you choking back a needy moan. Even from that, you could tell how delicious his cock would be when you finally had it for yourself. Arousal flaring through your entire body, you struggled to stay still.
“Look at me.” Even if you heard his command, you couldn’t do so immediately. Not when you felt your entire body crumble with the slightest of movements. Not when you knew you were soaking through your panties by now. You felt so overwhelmed with desire for him.
“Fucking look at me when I tell you to, kitten.” He spat the venomous words, landing a slap on your inner thigh. You flinched at the unexpected contact, and let out a broken moan. You couldn’t help but meet his dangerous gaze.
“That’s right, keep your eyes on me. I want those pretty eyes on me only.” He said whilst grinding even harder against your clothed heat. His dick was so hard, you could practically feel him pulsating. He was rock hard- for you.
You bit your lip to maintain your voice while still holding the eye contact.
Once again, he leaned into your neck. When he placed a gentle kiss, you let out a small whimper. You couldn’t help but find your fingers tangled in his messy black hair all over again. When his hot tongue started traveling over your sensitive neck, you bit your lip even harder. You made a futile attempt to move your arms. Tetsurou was having none of it- the iron grip he held was too strong.
“Stay still, slut.” Your eyes flew open. It was so unexpected, but so delicious to hear from his swollen lips. You couldn’t help but let out breathy moans here and there when he ravaged your neck as much as he could. He didn’t leave a spot open, not an inch where he didn’t kiss, bite or lick. You were sure to have quite a few love bites tomorrow.
He let your wrists go to take off your top and skirt. You faintly remembered wearing tights. When he noticed the thin material, he didn’t give you a chance to answer before instantly ripping it to shreds. Roughly stripping you out of the clothing, he hungrily took in the sight of you in your underwear.
God damn, you were stunning. Your beauty could rival any goddess. And you were all his.
“Mine.” He growled when placed a kiss on your collarbone. He unhooked your bra and threw them across the room. Large rough hands fondling your tits, he continued the trace of love bites downwards. He wanted to mark every inch your body if he could’ve.
As much as he wanted to just destroy you immediately, your pleasure was the priority to him. He had no intentions of rushing anything today. But even so, some things had his patience running out.
You let out a loud gasp when he ripped your beige panties as well. The unexpected gesture sent a burning arousal straight to your core. You were sure to be soaking wet by now, you could even feel it yourself. The sudden exposure to the cold air had you shivering.
You made a futile attempt to close your legs in embarrassment. Contrary to your wishes, Tetsurou’s hands held a firm grip on your thighs to prevent that.
“Don’t you dare hide this pretty cunt from me, kitten.” The absolute filth coming from your usual science-nerd best friend had you clenching around nothing down there. The need of having him inside you was growing rapidly each second. You wanted to touch, kiss, and feel him in every way you could.
So you decided to test what he questioned earlier. You flipped over.
Having Tetsurou under you felt like winning a prize, somehow. You felt a sense of absolute pride, and wanted to own him like he was talking about. You wasted no time in connecting your lips to his and proceeded to take off his hoodie. As soon as his top was off, your eyes ran hungrily over his ripped abs, and gosh, he looked so darn beautiful. Drunk off his manly cologne, you wanted to taint him with your scent. If you were animals, you wanted to knot him with your mark. You badly wanted him, in every way possible.
Your hips moved automatically, grinding against him sensually. Growling, Tetsurou’s tongue swirled around yours. The hot open-mouthed kiss took your breath away, your nails sinking into his shoulder. When you finally broke away, you were conflicted on what you should do next.
Kuroo took the second of hesitation as a chance to get on top again. He flipped over with such ease, as if you were as light as a snowflake.
“When did I give permission to do that, (y/n)?” Your name sounded dangerous when he growled it like that. Once again, you felt your hot core pulsing and dripping.
“Keep your eyes on me while I eat this pussy out, dollface.” His narrow eyes looked even sharper than before when he finally had a proper look at you. The sight of you naked, whimpering his name was something he would never forget.
He secured his grip on your thighs before diving in.
Kuroo’s hot breath over your soaking cunt, he took a second to spread the lips apart. Almost immediately locating your clitoris, he lightly teased it with his thumb. Satisfied with how your body shook violently, he felt himself get rock hard.
When his hot tongue brushed over your sensitive clit, you could’ve sworn you saw stars. Dark hazel eyes never once leaving your orbs, he carefully observed your reaction to each of his motions. You let out a sharp yelp.
Kuroo experimentally flicked your bud. Wet muscle attached to your swollen clit, his wolf-like eyes never left your face. Lewd sounds of your juice filling the room- your cheeks burned in embarrassment.
Wasting no time in finding your sweet spots, he left you clawing on his bedsheets in no time. He circled his wet tongue teasingly on your bundle of nerves, he lightly flicked it directly. The sensation too mind-blowing, you cried out his name. Tetsurou was relentless in his actions, fingers sinking into your soft thighs as he ate you out like a man starved. He wasn’t afraid to get messy, all he cared about was how your body trembled every time he sucked gently on the sensitive bud. Brutally ravaging your cunt, he sensed that you were nearing your orgasm.
“T-Tetsurou, I-I’m close!” You cried out, gripping the bedsheets like your life depended on it. Nothing could prepare you for the powerful orgasm that was coming, you could just hope you wouldn’t go mad. It was so close, you were so close-
Until he pulled away.
Eyes wide with tears, you whimpered and stared at Kuroo pleadingly. Not sure what you could even say, you wiped the tears brimming your eyes.
Before you knew it, he had started again.
Kuroo had made it his goal to edge you until you lost your mind completely. The sight of you so fucked out, completely succumbed to him- Kuroo groaned into your cunt at the thought.
He would do it until you felt the knot in your lower regions, threatening to break any second- And then stop. You would chase your high, pressure in your lower stomach building up more and more- until he ripped it away from you. After waiting a few seconds for you to cool down, he continued his assault again. It felt like he’s been going at it for hours.
“T-Tetsu...Tetsurou. Please, please let me cum..!” You cried weakly, hands finding its way to his messy locks again. Lightly pushing his head further, you wanted him to eat you out like a man starved. Make you cum over and over again.
“Are you sure, kitten? I could keep doing this for hours, you taste too sweet to pass on.” You shook your head violently, eyes getting teary again from the brutal orgasm denial. All you wanted was your orgasm that had been ripped away from you too many times.
“Please, please...”
“Beg me more, baby. Call my name like it’s the only word you know.” He went back to eating you out. The sound of his wet muscle connecting with your own fluids was embarrassing, yet oddly intoxicating. It turned you on even more.
“Please let me cum... master!” As soon as you choked out the name, Kuroo’s eyes snapped in your direction.
The endearment brought out his animalistic instincts further. Loud slurping noises fill the room once again, just this time even more furiously. His tongue brushed over your clit over and over again, until you finally felt the knot come undone. You weren’t prepared for it to come so fast, a loud moan being ripped from you. Long awaited orgasm washed over your entire body, you saw pure white. Only, white quickly got painted with scarlet when your desire for the man in front of you awakened once again.
Kuroo kitten licked your pussy, having a taste of you once more. He was addicted to you.
The sinful sight of him made your cheeks flare, and core clench against nothing. Even if it was immediately after cumming, you felt the growing need to have him inside of you.
“Fuck me, Tetsurou. Fuck me until the only word I know is your name.” You spat out, hopefully to hit a nerve and have him claim you the way you’ve always dreamed of. Your eyes went wide when he slammed his hand on the headboard and glared down at you with furious glint in his eyes.
“Don’t order me around, slut. You better use the right word to address me from now on.” You felt your entire body shudder at his words. He was so naturally dominant, the need to submit completely to him growing.
Yet, you couldn’t help but want to provoke him further.
“Or what, you wouldn’t fuck me? We both know you can’t wait another second until you stuff that thick cock into my- Ah!” Kuroo pulled you closer to him by roughly pulling you on your thighs.
“You’re playing with fire, cumslut. You better be ready for the big words you uttered just now.” When you saw him finally position himself at your glistening wet folds, you felt your body catch fire. You wanted him so bad it was driving you insane.
“Fuck me as hard as you can, master!” You knew you could take whatever Tetsurou could give you. As you directly met his burning gaze, you took in the sight of him smirking darkly at your request.
His length was impressive, to say the least. Both length and width exceeded the standards of average, your mouth watering at sight. You were positive that it would hurt like losing your virginity all over again.
Even so, it was Tetsurou. It was with him, so you could take anything. You wanted everything he could give you.
When you looked into his honey hazel eyes again, all you could see was your own fucked-out expression and pure lust dripping from them. They stared at you with such fiery passion, it was addicting.
“Hang on tight, doll.” Your delicate hands were placed on his wide shoulders as you anxiously waited him to finally slip it inside you. He placed a soft kiss on your forehead gingerly, which took you by surprise.
As he rubs his thick tip on your entrance, you both sharply inhaled with a breathy moan following afterwards. Kuroo staring at you with such eyes, it felt amazing to be claimed in such intimacy.
He slowly pushed his length inside while hearing your beautiful voice, mesmerized. The thickness caused a sweet burn inside, making you arch your back. Even if it hurt, you didn’t want him to stop.
“Does it hurt? Are you okay?” Tetsurou was undeniably worried at your slightly grimacing expression. That was not what you wanted to hear.
“Stop being a pussy and fuck me like you promised you would, Tetsurou.” You intentionally used his name to piss him off. You knew you were saying this even when he hadn’t bottomed out yet, but you couldn’t help it. The desire to be ruined by Kuroo was too overwhelming.
“I warned you, kitten. Don’t regret your own words.” He grunted before pushing in all the way without any warning. You yelped, nails digging into his shoulder. The sweet pain of being stretched out by the man you’re in love with was indescribable. When your tight cunt clenched around him, Kuroo shuddered.
He didn’t wait a single second to go absolutely wild with you. As if unleashing a beast in slumber, his eyes shone in a new light you had never seen before.
“You’re so fucking tight, this pretty cunt is all for me” He sounded like he was talking to himself more as he dragged himself out to the very tip, then slamming it back in. The sound of skin slapping against each other mixed with the air smelling like sex itself, you lost yourself in the moment. Entire body burning with desire, your mouth hung open. You had absolutely zero control over your voice as you freely let out the embarrassingly loud moans spill. Kuroo’s eyes darkened at the delicious sound, he landed a sharp slap on your inner thigh again. And again. It was sure to bruise by tomorrow.
Kuroo kept up a rather fast and rough pace, contrary to what you initially imagined it would be. Because of his naturally teasing and laid-back personality, you figured he would fuck that way too. However, right in this moment, you only felt yourself and him fucking like animals in heat. Your nails sinking into his back, you cried out louder. The only thing keeping you sane in this moment was the feeling of his thick cock slipping in and out of you. He was addicting, and he knew it. The higher he took you, the greedier you became.
“Harder, faster, master!” You had the nerve to scream out when you could barely take the current pace. Tetsurou’s thrusts became faster and rougher, the iron grip on your hips causing darkening spots that would bruise. You were practically sobbing when he started rubbing circles on your clit alongside. Entire body shaking with each thrust, Kuroo’s eyes were still observing you to find your g-spot.
You hated and loved how observant he was.
In under a minute, he found your sweet spot inside as well. When he noticed your breath hitching louder and body shudder more violently, he knew he hit the jackpot. As he targeted that specific spot, you felt tears rimming your eyes. The high-pitched moans coming uncontrollably out of your open lips were doing a lot of things to Kuroo. He fucked you exactly the way he promised.
Landing a loud slap on your inner thigh again, he slipped out.
You almost cried and was prepared to beg for it again Contrary to your initial thought, you found yourself being forcefully flipped over to a new position.
“Head down ass up, kitten. Hurry up.” You immediately followed his words and sticked your ass against his length again.
Your mind went blank when he slipped his thick cock again into your deliciously tight walls. The new position bringing out newer, vivid sensations, you moaned needily. Kuroo’s low voice with his breathy moan was sinful- music to your ears.
“Ngh, master- feels so good-!” You clawed at the bedsheets, wrinkling it up more. Your mind couldn’t focus on anything else other than the sweet sensation of his thick cock filling you to the brim and bringing out moans you didn’t know you could produce. Kuroo’s mind was also foggy, the feeling of your tight pussy and beautiful voice feeling like a dream.
When he dragged his veiny cock over your sweet spot from behind, you screamed at the feeling. Too embarrassed to hear yourself in such manner, you sunk your head to the pillow below you. Kuroo immediately noticed you trying to lower your moans.
He landed a sharp spank on your ass this time, leaving a pretty red print behind. You couldn’t help but let your voice out and looked back at him. When he glared at you with those eyes, you knew what he was thinking even without him voicing it out.
“Don’t fucking make me repeat yourself, cumslut. You are mine, let me hear those pretty moans.” You weakly nodded, struggling to stay in position. Every time he slammed into you, you saw red. You had never felt anything like this before.
“I’m going to own this pretty pussy, and fill it with my hot cum until you can’t take it anymore.” His dirty talking had you clenching around him immediately. Kuroo inhaled sharply at the tightening, landing rough spanks here and there. The sweet feeling of being pounded raw filled you with desire, every ounce of you focusing on Kuroo. Nothing else mattered beside you and him.
“Who is making you moan so loud? Tell me, slut. Who owns this pussy? Who do you belong to? Fuck, such a good girl.” You let out needy moan after moan, the sharp sounds of his hip snapping against yours filled your ears. Kuroo groaned in an animalistic manner and gripped your hip even tighter with one hand. Slamming forcefully on the headboard, he gripped the wood so tightly it turned white.
“I am master’s good girl, Kuroo Tetsurou owns me-” You were surprised you managed to form a sentence with your mind in such state. The man you’ve harbored feelings for years, pounding you rough and raw from behind. It was still unbelievable. Yet, sparks flying and the addicting feeling of his cock slipping in and out of you had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. You could focus on absolutely nothing than his fat dick filling you up.
Your orgasm was quickly approaching, sensitivity heightened when Kuroo pulled you by your hair. Yelping in pain, you felt yourself drool. The fast and rough pace he had never slowed down, not even a second. Every time he slipped out, he explored you inside out and hit you in the spots you never even knew you had. When his large hands wrapped your thin neck, the delicious adrenaline rush flowed through your veins. Slightly struggling to breathe, your orgasm heightened even more. It was so close-
“T-Tetsurou, I’m-!”
“Let go baby, you’re doing so well. Cum on master’s cock, baby girl.” Almost immediately, you cried out and let go. The feeling of your crashing orgasm driving you crazy, your entire body trembled with oversensitivity. Tetsurou let out a low grunt next to your ear, finally letting go of your neck. You didn’t even have the chance to breathe properly again before he started the cruel pace again immediately after your second orgasm of the night.
“W-Wait Tetsu- Nhh ah!” You couldn’t form any word with the current state of mind, not when he was drilling into you like there was no tomorrow. You finally remembered he still hadn’t came yet. Gulping, you tried your best to hold on until he came undone. You didn’t even notice the string of saliva slipping down your chin when you were too busy trying to push your ass more towards him. Tetsurou bit down on your shoulder as he desperately tried to hold in the moans as he himself approached his high.
“Come in me, master. Fill me up with your cum and make me yours, I want all of you so bad, Tetsurou!” You couldn’t help but speak everything you were feeling out loud. The unexpected honesty ignited a new flame inside Tetsurou, causing him to bite down even harder. You were so irresistible, and all his. The wonderful submission you had in your voice was absolutely beautiful.
“Fuck, such a good girl... All mine... You are mine, (y/n). You hear that...?” You grimaced from the pain, but still let out strained moans at the brutal pace he was still keeping. The inability to reply verbally slipped out of your mind again, all you could feel was the veiny cock rubbing against your cushiony walls. Your tear-stained cheeks rubbing against the bedsheets, you finally felt him release inside you with a single loud moan. When he shoot his hot semen inside you, you greedily tightened around him. The feeling of being filled to the brim with his seed set your cheeks on fire.
You whimpered when he pulled out, few drops of cum slipping out of you.
When he struggled to steady his breathing, you collapsed in his arms. Kuroo looked at you in such loving gaze, you felt your heart hammer against your chest. He was wonderful, you felt yourself falling deeper in love if that was even possible. Yes, love.
Love?
An anxious feeling made your stomach drop now that you regained all your senses. What did this mean?
When you were too busy contemplating what to say, Kuroo took the initiative.
“Baby, I know this isn’t exactly the right timing to say it, but...” You immediately realized what Kuroo was about to say. Before you could realize, you had interrupted his speech.
“W-Wait Tetsurou!” His honey eyes immediately snapped towards you, eyebrows ever so slightly furrowing. He looked scared, suddenly. The fear of you not sharing his feelings arose, Kuroo uncomfortably flinching.
“What’s wrong...? Did I hurt you? Or-”
“I love you, Tetsurou.” Your sudden confession shot an arrow straight through his heart, you could even feel his excitement and relief through his gaze only. But you knew that if you wanted to keep this relationship stable, you needed to voice out the concerns that kept you from confessing all those years.
“But I’m afraid. So afraid. I am afraid because I love you so much, it drives me mad sometimes. We’ve been through pretty much everything, we know each other so well. And I know that I love you more than anything in this world. But if this relationship fails... and we somehow break up... I am not willing to lose our friendship over something like this, Tetsurou. I’m not sure if we should... do this.” Tetsurou’s eyes glistened sadly at your confession. He wasn’t sure how to react while he was listening. As his warm hands lightly rubbed your thighs to help with the soreness, he couldn’t help but panic over your thoughts.
“Baby, I would love it if you didn’t take our relationship so lightly.” You snapped your eyes at Kuroo, only to meet the most serious he has ever looked as far as you have known him.
“I love you. And you love me back. We are not going to break up. I am going to make you happy, keep you safe and sound, and marry you. I will have cute children with you, and make sure they live happily too. I can promise myself, my whole self-” he put your hand on his chest, where you could feel his beating heart. “-to you.” His eyes were dead serious. He meant every word he said. The heartfelt words had you tearing up immediately. That’s it.
That’s what you’ve wanted to hear all these years. Those words from your other half.
Putting your hand on his cheek, you smiled at the love of your life. You couldn’t believe that this was reality, that you will spend your whole life with him.
⨳ Synopsis: Having an older sister who is both pretty and charismatic, loved by all, almost perfect, means living under her shadow. But until when?
In which, Shimizu Y/n, a fitness youtuber and university student, meet fate with one of the people who unintentionally sparked her insecurities back in high school.
⨳ Tags/Warnings: Suggestive content, Manga Spoilers: Time Skip (MSBY Arc), University AU!, Implied body dysmorphia and eating disorders, (might add more as I update)
⨳ Genre: Fluff, Angst, Crack, Hurt/Comfort
⨳ Format: Smau + written !
this story will be written in the same format as Ace of Cups
DISCLAIMERS! All Haikyuu Characters belongs to Haruichi Furudate. Plot is owned by kurooisdbest.
I will say it now, NONE of the Haikyuu characters will intentionally hurt you in this story. If you're curious about what I'm referring to in the tags, check it out yourself ;)
A/N: This smau is very close to my heart because I went through a rather similar situation and that is: tough love. growing up in an asian household having a bigger figure than what they wanted me to have is difficult lmao
I have no intentions of offending anyone and I will be placing trigger warnings for chapters containing sensitive topics. If you feel uncomfortable, please don’t force yourself to read. Yourself is more important.
Kuroo Tetsurō x reader | just pure angst. so much angst.
warning: major character death
prelude: the end lets its presence be known before it comes around. At times, that sense of awareness feels like a blessing. But with you and Tetsurou, the reminder of what soon will come can only hurt you even further. Because mankind has never been powerful enough to do anything against so many things. We have always been weak in the face of nature. especially against the passage of time and all the things it keeps taking from us.
It's almost odd how the world changed when you realised what the moments of silence has reduced your relationship into. How, when you finally acknowledged the fact that perhaps the end of a prolonged short story is nearer than you'd rather believe, a filter seemed to slip off of the camera, along with the vibrance you never realised was raised too high. It's not like the frames suddenly are less colourful. It's just that the tinges of blue in the shadows and highlights have made themselves more obvious, like a sign waiting for you to conclude things yourself.
Maybe it's because it's the new years and new beginnings just seem so scary. Or maybe it's the ice in the air, or the meteorologist on the television announcing that it's 7°C that morning that makes the lack of warmth between you and him more unbearable. But you wake up to the silence of the world, not even the birds are around to fuss above your house. To the empty space beside you, a reminder of his message three days ago.
Tetsu(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡
I'm staying with my family this new year. Okaa-san thinks I need to spend 'the end of the year and the beginning of a new one with those that made such days possible for me'. You know, her usual line to remind me of their importance. Miss you.
Let's video call on new year's eve, yeah?
received 9:26
He did call you last night. Not the video call he promised, but a voice call on Line. But you didn't answer. If he asked why, you would've told him you were with your friends in a shrine celebrating new years with prayers for a better future for one another, drinking sake, and walking the streets of Shibuya with your girls and gays and the one guy friend that everyone wonders how he ended up in the group.
It didn't hurt that he only called you once and never tried again. It didn't hurt that he didn't ask why. But fuck was it painful to hear the voicemail.
"Happy new year, Y/N san. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll be there with you, I promise. I love you. So much."
It's scary and painful how his voice seemed to waver. How it was shaky and devoid of his usual timbre, a ghost of what once was a joking and rarely serious tone that took light of most situations. His voice that you loved so much, absent because maybe he knew too.
Maybe he was aware that no saving can be done to bring forth the past as if it was the present. To rebuild the broken and to remind you both of what you had all these years. To you and him, the signs couldn't be more obvious. When the world crumbles, you don't save it. You kiss it goodbye and go on to search for a new one. One that won't break with you in it. (but you know you won't search. you never do.)
You spend the next hours awake. The consciousness, unwanted. You want so much to just fall down as if the darkness can just swallow you and you'd be happier in it. In silence, you might feel better.
But you can't help the way your brain works. You bask in the reminiscing, the present disappearing before you until it's the past that owns you.
It's not the memories that grabs hold of you but him in his entirety. You cry because you will miss all that he is. The lazy tone he uses when he feels comfortable beside you on the couch. The humour he finds in everything, even in chemistry which is crazy because nothing about chemistry is comical. The messy hair he refuses to tame because he loses his identity, a piece of him, his pride and legacy when his hair looks neat. You'll miss his hand on your back when you're walking outdoors, his iced coffee with a secret ingredient that is probably not really a secret, his hugs when you feel yourself falling in the deep hole of misery, his excitement when he speaks of volleyball, his pride when he talks about his achievements, his— all of him. You'll miss all of him. Too much.
Kuroo spends the car ride thinking of you. Reminding himself to remind you of all that you must remember. To hold your hand tight for as long as he can until he can't.
He reminds himself of the things he love so much about you. Of your unequaled patience and trust in him. Of your ability to strip him of all his bad so that he can only see his good. Of your laughter when he speaks of his day as comically as possible. Of the mornings he wakes up beside you. Of your— everything. All that you are.
Because as the car nears your house, he feels himself crumble. Because he just knows what is about to come. So he must keep in him all your good and bad to be grounded. To stay long enough.
Kuroo stays in the car and stared at the door. The door that opens slowly and reveals you in your scarf and windbreaker. Beautiful. You in all your tear-stained glory, your nose and ears red. He stares as you step into the snow and approach him. He stares as you knock on the window.
And so he opens the door.
You break again the moment you see him. You wish to be strong for him. He doesn't deserve your sadness and weakness but he told you to let yourself be. That your tears are better seen than hidden. Because it helps him and you know how you are feeling. So that he doesn't have to walk around eggshells because you both expose all your vulnerability to one another.
So you fall on his knees. You dont wait for him to get out. You cry on his lap and you know he cried with you. You fall apart together. The same way you built each other to be whoever you two are today, you both break each other.
You say, Testu. Tetsu Tetsu Tetsu Tetsu. He says it's fine, he's fine. He leans and kisses your head and you cry more the same way he does as he hugs you from above. I'm sorry, you say. I should've answered your call, you say.
But I was scared. I was too scared.
And you both know. You fear the same thing. Because as Kuroo is placed on his wheelchair with your help and Kenma's who has been with you two since the very beginning. He leaves both of you because he knows that's what's best. He gives Kuroo a hug before he drives away.
He's bone-thin. Dark bags under his eyes, cheekbones too visible, lips too pale— tired. He looked more tired than three days ago, before he suddenly disappeared that day and you felt too much pain because was he gonna leave you that way? Was he not gonna be with you until the very last of everything?
You were thankful he texted you that night. Because you would've gone crazy with all your thoughts. You understood why he had to go home. His family needed him and he needed them. You couldn't be selfish.
That night, you spend hours on your bed with Kuroo. He didn't need the morphine, he tells you. He's okay. But his breathing is ragged and he's sweating. He can't move without hurting. But you don't give him painkillers because he told you so. So instead, you kiss him. You kiss him and tell him you love him. You tell him you were happiest with him. He doesn't talk much. But the last he said before you both slept was, "I love you too. More than anything and everything. I love you."
The next morning, you cry harder. This time, all by yourself. Tetsutetsutetsutetsutetsutetsu. He never responds.
You cry harder.
But at the very least, he was still holding your hand.
-
Tetsu(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡
Science is yet to prove the existence of reincarnation so instead of pinning everything on it, I'd rather appreciate this one life I spent loving you. Because there's no other way for me to have lived than to be yours and you mine. This one life is enough for the universe to understand that we are eternity, you and me. Forever.
I love you. I know you love me too.
2:09 am
You
I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.
5:27 am
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Okaa-san - mother
Tetsu - nickname for Kuroo from his first name, Tetsuro. In Japan, cute nicknames are more common than endearments like honey or love.
Shibuya - a city or special ward in the prefecture, Tokyo.
Sake - Japanese alcohol made of rice and other ingredients.
You dream of a dungeon cell this time. Torches line the wall, flickering and dancing across the dark walls.
The straw mat you’re laying on pokes at your side, but it’s nothing compared to the aches and cuts that send blinding flashes of pain throughout your body when you move. You breathe in slowly, wincing when it hurts.
“You should drink some water,”
It’s him again. He stands in front of your cell, hands clasped behind his back. He watches silently when you roll your eyes and shuffle onto your other side.
“If you want to kill me, you gotta stay alive” he reminds you, tone light like he wasn’t mentioning your threat, “you should drink some water”
The little cup of water left by one of the other guards sits undisturbed by the gates of the cell. You don’t dare move, keeping every muscle still. Fire thrums in your veins with every passing moment he stands outside your cell.
“You helped me win over the princess’s affection.” He calls out, voice echoing in the silent chamber, “We’re getting married soon”
You clench your bound hands closer towards your chest, ignoring the sting of jealousy that strikes your heart at his words. He sighs and you can hear his shoe kicking at the floor when you don’t respond.
“Doll, please drink some water”
You think you hate the word ‘doll’ now.
x.
“So you’re going to Kuroo’s practice match?” Hoshi links her arms with yours, the charms on her school bag ringing cheerfully, “what happened to not being into sports?”
You shrug, turning the hallway towards the gym, “Kuroo invited me to go, so why not?”
Hoshi’s smile grows wider, a little more cat-like and you try to ignore the feeling of dread that crawls at the back of your spine. “You think he’s cute, don’t you?”
The apple of your cheeks feel as though they’ve been set aflame under Hoshi’s unyielding stare. You turn your head to the side and cough awkwardly, “I can’t just go watch our highly esteemed volleyball team’s practice games? Damn, can’t do anything these days”
“You didn’t even know our school had a volleyball team until two days ago” Hoshi points out.
Your footsteps falter for a moment.
“Shut up”
The gym doors are already open by the time you reach it, the sound of volleyballs and shouts reaching your ears. Hoshi wrinkles her nose when the smell of sweat hits her at full force. A few girls rush in past you, excitedly giggling over the volleyball team and you stumble to the side, barely avoiding them.
“Oh shit,” You blink apologetically when the heel of your shoe lands on top of someone’s foot, “I’m so sorry, are you alright?”
She stares right back at you, one eyebrow raised. You pretend not to notice the wave of annoyance that eats at the pit of your stomach with the way she’s so blatantly sizing you up. “Sorry for stepping on you, I hope your foot’s okay”
“...it’s fine,” She pushes past you, long brown hair bouncing over her shoulder, “Just don’t block the doorway and it won’t happen again”
Hoshi laughs at the way your lip curls in disgust, tugging you inside the gym. “That’s Hime Amane. I think she actually dated Kuroo before”
Hoshi watches your reaction from the corner of her eyes, filing away what she saw. You stiffen, fingers curling a little tighter around Hoshi’s arm before relaxing all the same.
You helped me win over the princess’s affection
Kuroo grins when he sees you, the corners of his eyes crinkling. You don’t think it should please you as much as it should when he barely pays Hime any attention, sidestepping her affections easily to run towards you instead.
“Well,” You straighten, returning the grin, “He’s much cuter than her anyways”
ik fanon kuroo is supposed to be like this walking sex god but hey come on have you seen the way he insults people???
nerd lol
he may be a complete and utter dork but he’s YOUR complete and utter dork :P
he would definitely take you on the cutest dates ever
he’d probably take you to a science centre just to have an excuse to show off how smart he is in order to impress you
you are indeed impressed
hey what can i say intelligence is attractive
he’d def also take you on picnics after practice
the team is lowkey confused about why you’re letting kuroo take you out
lets be real here they think his chemistry obsession is weird af
but you don’t obv you think it’s cute :))))))
height difference!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
definitely makes fun of you for it
like fully puts shit higher up on shelves just to annoy you
but he thinks it’s adorable
teases you a lot
but the minute someone else lev tries to do the same he’ll roast the fuck out of them
you’re his and only his to make fun of .3.
posessive™️
he can’t have other people eyeing up his girl
don’t get me wrong he trusts you completely but the minute someone comes up to you to try and talk to you he’ll come and stand next to you and give them a literal death glare
Title: Sorry
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Character: Kuroo Tetsurou
Genre: Angst..?
Word Count: 1397
Extra Notes: Again... from my dA lolol still compiling my fics from there to here ^^,, was written in 2017,, apologies. Maybe OOC kuroo.
He wasn’t listening. He never was. Never when it mattered the most to you.
Today was no exception, you’d noted that as soon as he’d exited the gym with his hands shoved into his pockets. Not a care in the entire world showing on his face. You walked alongside him, his confident strides taking up three of your significantly smaller steps on the pavement. In the entire time you’d spent within each other’s company, there had only been a brief exchanging of words between the two of you.
Then you’d slipped into the routine of reciting how your day had been. Only stopping now, when you realised that he wasn’t focusing on your words. He was staring blankly ahead, an impassive look glazing his face.
“Kuroo.”
You stopped in your tracks, and it took him a few seconds to register that you weren’t keeping pace with him.
“(Y/N)? Why have you stopped walking?”
His cat-like eyes swept across your features. The tremble of your lip as you stared at him, a burning irritation glowing evidently in your eyes. One that he didn’t address, briefly glancing over it and refusing to meet your gaze. Your arms were plastered at their sides, and a low sigh escaped your lips. The patience you’d had for him had long ago disintegrated into nothingness, and the irritation that glowed in your eyes slowly began to rise to the forefront of your mind.
Your relationship felt like a loose thread on a jumper. One that you couldn’t help but pull, and once you pulled it, all the yarn and wool that had gone into the creation of said jumper began to unravel. Leaving behind an unmistakably large amount of wool on the floor. A large tangle of wool that laid a snare and trap for whoever dared walk into it.
You’d walked right into the mess of it. Left trying to pick up the pieces of wool that posed a threat to anyone and everyone who dared step foot into the room. But you’d had enough of trying to fix the jumper, and you’d finally given up completely.
“You’re never listening, Kuroo.”
“(Y/N) I-”
“No, let me finish, Kuroo. You’re never listening to me. You just stare off into space, as though there are a million places you’d love to be instead of here. I jus- just… tell me, Kuroo. What is wrong with me? Am I really that boring?”
“(Y/N) you’re not bori-”
“Then what is it, Kuroo? Do you just not love me? Is that it? For crying out loud, Kuroo! I’m trying and trying to amend whatever this thing we have is, but I don’t think it can even be called a relationship at this point, if I’m honest.”
“(Y/N), let me-”
“No. For goodness’ sake, Kuroo. You’re so inconsiderate and cocky, you think you could ignore me and just talk to me whenever you want? Do you not understand what a relationship even is, Kuroo? It’s a two way thing. But right now, I don’t think there are two people putting effort into this relationship. I don’t think anyone is benefitting from this. Damn it, do you even love me?”
Kuroo blinked.
Once, twice, thrice.
There was a dry feeling that itched at the back of his throat, and there was the ominous feeling of impending doom that weighed a heavy burden upon his chest. Running a barely concealed shaking hand through his messy hair, he feigned a calm mask as he attempted to collect his thoughts. He waited for his heart to resume to its normal beating rhythm and for the shaking in his limbs to subside completely.
“What are you talking about, (Y/N)? I-of course. I wouldn’t have gone out with you if I didn-”
“Then why do you always ignore me? I’m not here for your entertainment, Kuroo.” Crossing your arms across your chest, you sent him a dark glare. “We’ve been together for how long, now? Two years, right? And not once have you told me that you love me, Kuroo. So forgive me if I doubt you now,”
Don’t do this, (Y/N). Please. For the sake of us. Don’t. He swallowed. His pride, his calmness, his extroverted personality had all gone. There was no shield to hide behind. You’d been there for him for so long, he’d began to wonder whether such shields were needed anyway. This was a grave reminder of why he had tried so long to cultivate a careless, bad attitude. The perfect shield, the perfect contrast to the boy he was on the inside.
Kuroo reached his hand out for you, but you flinched away from his grasp. Your glare was fixed onto your face, as though it could pierce right into his soul.
“(Y/N), you’re not really going to…”
“There you go again, thinking you’re good enough to put words in my own mouth. I’m done, Kuroo. We’re done. Okay? And you can have your damned ice cream back, too.”
You shoved the ice cream that he’d bought for you on the journey home into his outstretched hand. The one that yearned to hold onto you with all the might he could muster in the unshielded, weak boy’s body he now stood in. No amount of expensive coats of armour could’ve protected him from the waging war that was unravelling from within him.
Love.
“I-I’m sorry, (Y/N),” he managed to whisper to your retreating figure. Too far away to grasp the words that lingered in his atmosphere.
Love.
What a complex thing. Utterly terrifying, a formidable threat that would ultimately become his downfall. Once again. How many damned times had he uttered the words, “I love you,” only to have the person who’d been on the receiving end of those words slip through his fingers? So. Many. Times. No amount of cockiness could hide the raging storms that hid behind his eyes, the arguments that filled the quietest corners of his mind. The arguments that ceased to exist when your voice entered his head and filled him with a happiness.
He’d become dependant upon the refreshing tones of your voice. He’d lost himself in the sound of your laughter and your idle chatter that lit up his day, that compensated for his silence. But you’d gotten the wrong impression of said silence.
He’d lost you. He’d become so scared of telling you that he loved you that he’d let you go. You’d slipped through his fingers like water, leaving an uncomfortable feeling on his palms. Etching memories of yourself into his hands for eternity. He bit his lip. He’d become so close to saying that he’d loved you, but the memories that held him back had been too strong; to poignant and prominent in his mind’s eye that he hadn’t been able to bring himself to terms with the words.
You’d misinterpreted his silence.
How were you to know? He’d been too scared to tell you anything. That fear had built up a barrier that had broke through whatever strong links that had connected you to one another. He’d become a stranger to you.
Perhaps he wasn’t suited to love anyway. It only resulted in a pain that lasted longer than the relationship. Regardless of whether he’d said anything or not.
The thoughts that resonated through his head didn’t numb the pain of losing you, though.
It didn’t bring you back to him, it didn’t rekindle the former strength you’d both once maintained in the relationship.
It didn’t silence the sorrows that rushed through his head. A swarm of thoughts that wouldn’t rest.
The fears that held him back from rushing into the crowds, a weak attempt to get you back.
He’d been too scared to tell you he loved you for two years, what would now change?
That had been what had unravelled your relationship.
Piece by piece.
“Sorry, (Y/N). I’m sorry I was too scared; too selfish to give away a part of myself for you. I hope that someday, you might understand.”
Though he knew you may never understand the words that had screamed in his silence.
Because to you, he was just being him. Typical Kuroo.
⨳ Synopsis: In which, Shimizu Y/n, a fitness youtuber and university student, meet fate with one of the people who unintentionally sparked her insecurities back in high school.
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