BOKUTO very much has a size kink. upon returning home after a match, he loves some victory sex—he’s wired up and just so badly wanting to sink his cock inside you. and truly, no matter how much it may sting in the moment (though he does like it), there’s nothing better than seeing the marks of your nails down his back the following morning.
when he finally gets you in bed, you—with your plush thighs spread and quivering—look up at him beneath your eyelashes as he pulls down his boxers.
fuck, he’s always so big.
“kou, please,” you whimper as he moves to hover over you, and his beefy body completely covers yours. he’s just so strong.
leaking with an angry red tip, his aching cock rests against your navel, positioned right on your belly where you can see just how deep it goes.
“kou—”
“i know, baby.” he lifts your legs to drape over his arms, noticing the slight bulge of his biceps as he holds them up. he grips his length to tease it against your clit, watching your hips buck up against it. oh fuck, he loves seeing you like this—makes him even harder, actually, as another little pearl of his arousal dribbles down his shaft.
sliding in, he’s slow and steady. he’s surprisingly patient with you, but that’s always because—
you whine, gasping out, “kou, too much!! can’t fit—”
oh, and bokuto loves a good competition.
“shhhh, pretty,” he whispers, wiping a little tear from your cheek, “breathe for me. it’ll fit—it always does.”
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