18+ Your boyfriend Rintaro makes you fuck yourself on his cock.
cw: Unprotected sex, dirty talk
note: I think about this often.
The second you got Suna’s text that he was home alone, you were already on your way. Practice match had run long, and by the time you slipped into his room he was freshly showered, hair still damp, sprawled across his bed in a black hoodie and gray sweats. Phone in hand, eyes half-lidded with exhaustion, he barely glanced up when you closed the door.
You kicked off your shoes and crawled onto the bed, settling right beside him. The ache between your legs had been building all day, and seeing him like this—tired, lazy, unfairly hot—only made it worse.
Suna hummed low in his throat as you slid your hand under the hem of his hoodie, fingertips tracing the hard ridges of his abs. His skin was still warm from the shower. You leaned in, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses along his jaw and down the side of his neck, tasting the faint salt left behind.
He didn’t move. Just kept scrolling through funny reels, the corner of his mouth twitching like he was trying not to smirk.
Your hand wandered lower, slipping past the waistband of his sweats until your palm brushed over the growing bulge in his boxers. You rubbed him slowly, feeling him thicken under your touch, and a quiet groan rumbled in his chest.
Then his fingers wrapped around your wrist, stopping you.
“If you want to get fucked,” he drawled, voice low and lazy, eyes still glued to his phone, “you’re gonna have to do it yourself. I’m not moving a fucking inch tonight.”
Your breath hitched. He was being so mean, so effortlessly cruel in that calm way of his, and it only made you wetter.
“Fine,” you whispered, already shifting.
You pushed his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his cock. He was already half-hard, thick and heavy against his stomach. The sight of him made your mouth water and your core clench. You quickly shed your skirt and panties, leaving your top on, and straddled his hips.
Suna’s cock was big, and even just rubbing the head against your slick folds made you whimper. You lined him up and slowly sank down, inch by inch. The stretch burned in the best way; even halfway in it already felt like too much. You gasped, thighs trembling as you worked yourself lower, taking more of him until you were fully seated, his cock buried deep inside you.
“Fuck… you’re so big,” you breathed, forehead dropping against his shoulder for a second.
Suna let out a low, amused hum, still scrolling. “Yeah? Keep going then.”
You started moving, rolling your hips in slow, experimental circles before lifting and dropping back down. Each slide of his thick cock dragged against your walls, sending sparks of pleasure through you. He stayed completely still beneath you—no hands on your hips, no thrusting up, nothing. Just the occasional lazy groan or muttered “fuck” when you clenched around him particularly hard.
His phone shifted. He moved it to rest against his chest, angling the camera down to capture exactly where you two were joined.
“Look at that,” he murmured, voice rough with arousal but still so casual. “My pretty girl fucking herself on my cock like she can’t wait another second. So desperate… riding me while I’m too tired to do shit.”
The words went straight to your clit. You moaned louder, bracing your hands on his chest as you rode him faster, the wet sounds of skin meeting skin filling the room. The phone kept recording, Suna’s gaze flicked between the screen and your face, lips parted, eyes dark.
“Shit, you’re taking me so deep… bouncing on it like you own it. Keep going—make yourself cum on my dick.”
You were trembling, thighs burning, the stretch of him still bordering on painful in the most addictive way. Every time you sank down fully, the head of his cock kissed that spot inside you that made stars burst behind your eyelids. His free hand finally moved—just enough to brush a strand of hair from your face before dropping back to the bed.
The pressure built fast and overwhelming. Your rhythm turned sloppy, clit grinding against his pelvis with every downward stroke. Suna’s voice stayed low and teasing through it all.
“Yeah… just like that. Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight. Gonna cum already? Go ahead, baby. Cream all over my cock while I watch.”
That was all it took. Your orgasm crashed through you hard, walls fluttering and clenching around his thick length as you cried out, hips stuttering against him. You collapsed forward onto his chest, panting, trembling.
Suna finally set the phone aside. His arms came around you loosely, and he pressed a couple of lazy, surprisingly soft kisses to your forehead, thumb stroking your back in slow circles.
“Good girl,” he murmured against your hair, voice warm with quiet satisfaction. “Took what you needed, huh?”
You could only hum in response, boneless and satisfied against him, his cock still twitching inside you as the aftershocks faded.
┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "you were pissed that your boyfriend cheated on you and then had the audacity to ghost you after you confronted him about it. what better way to get that anger out than fucking his best friend"
ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ:
★ Starring: Suna R. x F! Reader
★ Run Time: 2.3k
★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Adult Film]fingering, dirty talk(?), penetration, cheating(?), cucking, phone sex(?), exhibitionism(?) (characters are aged up)
★ Producer Notes: i dont condone cheating but like if someone told me they fucked their cheating bf's bsf i wouldnt judge also sorry for the osamu slander i was never a big fan of the miya twins bc i was too focused on suna so im sorry if i offend any miya stans </3
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you were pissed. you were beyond pissed actually. yeah, you were sad of course when you found out your boyfriend osamu had been cheating on you with some cheerleader from a neighboring college. but you were furious now that osamu had decided to ghost you after telling him you wanted to talk it out. it was pathetic and you were utterly offended. you were also upset with yourself, having not been able to see any signs that you had been dating scum of the earth.
you know you couldve been the one to take the higher ground. just take his disappearance as the breakup and try to move on with the help of the people in your life that actually cared about you. but you just couldnt. he went low and you wanted to go much much lower.
knock knock knock
standing outside of suna’s townhome, you were growing a little nervous. there was a chance suna would push you away and go inform your cheating now ex-boyfriend. but you’ve seen the way suna looked at you. you weren’t stupid. everytime osamu dragged you to parties or hangouts with his friends suna always looked at you like he was fucking you with his eyes. you stood there, hands shoved in the pockets of your pajama pants as the cold night breeze swept over you.
your body stilled when he opened the door, bare torso on display while a pair of grey shorts hung loosely at his hips. you could smell the faint scent of weed seeping out of his house. his hair was messy in the best way, green eyes narrowed at you slightly. you couldnt deny that he was attractive. but when you were still a loyal and doting girlfriend, no one else seemed as hot as your boyfriend. but things were different now.
“hello?” sunas tone was indifferent, a bit raspy from whenever he was smoking. he craned his neck for just a moment, seeing if osamu was trailing behind somewhere.
“suna i know you want to fuck me,” you blurted out, earning equally wide eyes from the man before you. he choked on his own spit, turning his head as he coughed. your face felt like it was on fire and for a second you regretted ever coming here. “im sorry i-” he was quick to put up a finger, silently telling you to wait as he got himself together. clearing his throat, suna stood up a bit taller with skepticism written all over his face. his eyes once again scanned over the area.
“are you confronting me?” suna had absolutely no clue what was going on. he half expected osamu to jump out of the bushes and knock him up just for not denying it. but he would be a liar if he did. it was true. he did want to fuck you and knew he could do so much better than osamu. but of course he didnt make any moves with the bro-code and all.
“no im not,” you shook your head, sucking in a deep breath to try to calm yourself. “i have a um… proposal,” suna’s eyebrows quirked, the corners of his lips tugging into an intrigued smile. he crossed his arms, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe.
“well,” you grew self conscious now, rocking back on your heels as you stared at the doormat. “osamu cheated on me and is now ghosting me after i asked to talk about it and to be honest im really pissed,” suna had to manually keep his features stoic even though he was feeling a whirlwind of emotions. he was sad for you of course, no one wants to get cheated on. he was mad at osamu for cheating on someone like you. but there was also this sick sense of pride, that you came to him. suna always knew he could be better for you and now you were at his doorway. you took in another deep breath, getting ready to spew out the words before you could take them back. “i want you to call osamu because i think he’ll pick up… and if he does,” you took a hand out of your pocket, nervously running it through your hair. “if he does i’ll let you fuck me,”
the silence seemed to drag on forever. after your word vomit both you and suna had to take a moment to process the words you just said. you looked at sunas ever bland face and had no way of knowing what he was thinking.
“so,” suna started, not able to hide the smug smile on his face. “you want me to fuck you with osamu on the phone?” he watched as you nodded slowly and could feel his dick twitch in his shorts at the thought. he would effectively being ending their friendship if he did that and maybe others. but the thought of being inside you was oh so enticing. “thats a little kinky dont you think,” sunas smile only grew when he saw how flustered you were getting. it was almost hard to believe you came up with that idea.
“will you do it yes or no?” you asked instead of answering his question. because he was right. it did sound a bit kinky and you didnt feel like trying to make sense of it right now. suna did use words to answer, instead pushing off of the doorframe and motioning for you to head in. letting out a shuddery breath, you walked in. your heart was beating like crazy when suna closed the door behind you, turning on a warm lamp before flopping onto the couch. you took off your shoes, awkwardly standing by the doorway.
“so run this little plan of yours by me one more time,” he patted his hand on the cushion next to him, watching you with now hungry eyes. you sat on the edge of the couch, hands in your lap as you laid it all out on him. you wanted suna to call osamu and tell him he was fucking some random girl. you wanted to know if osamu would stay on the line. you wanted to know if he had any remorse for what he had done to you. you told suna you didnt want him to reveal it was you. that you would do the honors when you were ready. suna listened patiently, nodding along as the tent in his shorts grew with each word that left your pretty lips. “well if you want to do this we cant exactly fuck with you on the other side of the couch,”
excitement and anxiousness coursed through your veins when suna motioned for you to come sit on his lap. he wasnt trying to hide the obvious bulge in his shorts now and the size of it made you just a bit nervous. you straddled his lap with a shaky breath, looking down between the two of you as he called osamu. he put the phone on speaker, turning the volume all the way up and tossing it onto the cushion next to him.
his hands found their way to your hips as you both waited for osamu to answer, sliding them up and down your sides.
“hey whats up?”
your breath hitched in your throat when you heard his voice. anger once again rising up over the fact that he was going out of his way to ghost you but picked up the phone for his friend almost instantly.
“not much, got a pretty girl in my lap right now,” sunas tone made your body feel warm all over. he got bolder with his touches, his fingers playing with the hem of your loose fitting shirt. “said she was a freak ‘n wanted me to call you so you could listen,”
the laugh osamu let out was evil. you both could hear shuffling on his end while sunas hands moved further up.
“no shit really?”
you licked your now dry lips as suna slowly pulled your top off, a low whistling leaving his mouth as he eyed your boobs. he was quick to grab at them. one hand groping one boob softly while the other pulled and pinched at your nipple.
“yes really, shes got pretty tits,” he was quick to suck your now hardened nipple in his mouth, hips jerking under you. your breath grew ragged as you fought to stay quiet. you wanted osamu to hear you but you didnt want to be loud enough for him to know it was you just yet. he pulled off of your now wet nipple with a soft ‘pop’, his hands traveling down to grope your ass. “nice ass too,” he mused softly, looking at you with mischievous eyes as he grabbed onto the back of your thighs and gently laid you onto the couch.
you looked up at him with wide eyes, bottom lip caught between your teeth as he slipped your pajama bottoms off. something flashed in his eyes when he saw the pretty lace panties you had on. he wanted nothing more than to rip them off of you but he decided against it for now.
“how wet is she,”
“ ‘m about to find out,” your face cringed at osamus words for just a second. because in the next, suna was smiling at you wickedly while he pulled your panties to the side. a low groan left sunas chest as he slid a finger over your already glistening folds. for a second, he forgot all about your plan, looking up at you with wide, lust filled eyes. “holy fuck youre soaked,” you turned your head away, face growing hot with embarrassment. but suna was quick to gently grab your chin, turning your face towards him once again. “keep your eyes on me,” he said softly, licking his lips as he lightly pressed his finger onto your clit.
the sound of shuffling on the other line was what brought suna back to the present and for a moment he felt a bit possessive, suddenly not wanting osamu to listen in anymore like a pervert. but he continued to play along.
“shes fucking beggin’ for it,” he said moreso to osamu as he slowly pushed a finger inside you. a soft hiss left his lips when he felt how tight you were, already clenching around him so well even if it was just one finger. at this point osamu wasn’t responding with words, his heavy breaths the only thing that could be heard. suna shrugged after a moment of waiting for a response, pressing a second finger inside your walls. you whined softly, eyelids fluttering as your hips twitched against him. he continued to work his fingers inside you, thumb rubbing over your clit in soft circles as the sounds of him fucking you with his fingers grew louder.
“oh fuck i can hear her,”
osamus voice was strained, no doubt affected by what he could hear over the phone. he was no doubt referring to the obscene noises coming from your dripping cunt while suna fucked his fingers into you.
soft whines and heavy pants were all you could manage out, afraid of giving it away too soon. your hips bucked up towards sunas hand as he worked you closer to an orgasm. his dick was straining uncomfortably against his shorts and he was growing impatient. “shes about to cum all over my hand,” suna breathed out, it was getting hard for him to pretend he was enjoying transcribing what he was doing to his cheating friend. he didnt even know if he could call osamu a friend anymore. there was silence on the other end and suna’s brows furrowed when he thought he heard osamu moan.
this was becoming harder for you to keep up, thighs trembling as you got closer and closer to release. you swore you were going to chew off your lip with how hard you were biting it. your eyes were screwed shut, hands clamping onto the couch and sunas arm. when he brought his thumb up to your clit, rubbing tight circles and pressing into it, it didnt long for you to come undone around him, a strangled moan escaping you as your back arched off of the couch.
“fuck she sounds hot,”
“she is,” that flash of possessiveness punched through suna again as he continued to slowly fuck you through your orgasm. something snapped in suna when he could hear what could be nothing other than osamu jacking off. he hastily pulled his cock out of his shorts, laying your thighs over his. his breath was ragged at he ran his tip over your slit, a groan leaving his chest when he nudged at yout fluttering hole. you whimpered, bringing a hand up to cover your mouth.
suna was growing frustrated with each noise you suppressed, he desperately wanted to hear you. wanted to hear you get fucked on his dick. he grabbed onto your hips roughly, pushing inside you with a shaky moan. fortunately for him, you were also growing tired of forcing yourself to stay quiet. you wrapped your arms around sunas neck, pulling him flush against you. both of you moaned when he bottomed up and finally being able to hear you almost made suna cum right then.
but osamu ruined it, letting out a loud moan through the phone. suna, who had finally had enough, sat up and grabbed his phone.
“i’m fucking your girlfriend,”
“wait wha-”
he hung up, tossing the phone to the side and looking back at you. your eyes were wide as you watched, cunt still clenching around him. suna put his hands on your hips, pulling out slowly before slamming back in, earning a loud cry from you.
“fuck- ‘m glad thats over with,” he began rocking into you slowly, eyes glued onto the sight of his dick disappearing inside you. “now i can hear all your pretty noises,”
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CLAWS!!! Congratulations on 1k 🥹 you totally deserve it. You work so hard and your writing is always so enjoyable 🥹
For your 1k followers event could I order a katsudon and go watch a movie? ☺️ That sounds so fluffy but imma ask for a nsfw! 🤭🫣
Sending lots of love!~ ❤️
in the workplace
wc: 0.9k
content warning: post-timeskip, work colleagues, suna x reader, smut, oral f!receiving, fingering, not proofread
-> katsudon : suna rintaro ^^
-> watch a movie : scenario where reader works overtime and the character's about to head out but sees reader working overtime (also work colleagues trope!)
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a/n: haiiii laid backcamp <3 tysm for all ur support and requests that i get to write from time to time and just enjoying my writing since day 1 cuz u the realest
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Late at night still working in the office with the light off, but the illuminating brightness reflecting onto your exhausted complexion as you wrap up the last few documents for tonight. Sleepy but almost finished, as you hear a slight squeak from the entrance of the room.
Awakening your full attention to be on the look out for whatever made that sound. The clanking of some slick and polished dress shoes interrupting your flow of focus. Facing you, it was no one else but your coworker, Rintaro Suna , whom you may have been having some chemistry with in your work place.
“Hm..? Working overtime again?” Suna scoffed playfully as he quietly stepped towards your little office, the light starting to dance on his smooth skin.
“I’m almost done, it’s just uploading these documents” scrolling the little nub on your mouse to show him the progress you’ve made today.
Suna’s heavy chest covered with his fitted suit loomed over your entire being. His face just a bit too close with yours where you can hear his steady breathing as his eyes skimmed the files. His large hand placed just right on the back of your chair, inching closer to your shoulders.
“Looks good to me, how ‘bout a little shoulder rub to relieve your stress?” tilting his head closer to yours as his slender eyes glance at your lips for a quick second before returning his gaze back to yours.
“How ‘bout it?” you smiled, watching his body retreat and fingers work their magic on your tensed shoulders from behind your seat.
“Let me know if you want it harder..” going to town with his diligent fingers that did miracles to unwind the hidden knots that kept you up all night.
Pressing a bit too hard you squealed out a groan despite bearing with the pain that felt like ecstasy the moment it faded.
“Suna, I know what you’re doing..” opening your half lidded eyes as you slanted your head upwards to meet his beady dark eyes filled with desire.
“Doing what?” breaking out into a low chuckle, the smirk on his mouth said it all. He’s gonna help you relieve your stress in another way.
Swiveling your desk chair around, your body facing his suited tall figure that hovered above you. The intense romantic tension starting to rise in the workplace as you two knew what was gonna happen in just a minute as your lips crashed on each others, longing for the warmth and security you two felt from each other.
His thick and hot muscle wrapping around yours as you fought for dominance. Profusely and sloppily you kissed his lips until they were slightly pink and swollen. His hands planted on your chest, unbuttoning the buttons at the top of your blouse to reveal to him your lacy frisky bra.
“You’re kidding me.. this bra? It’s like you know I’d swing by tonight,” kissing your hot flushed cheek as one of his cold hands slither into your half opened blouse and under your brasserie, making your flinch in pleasure due to his frosty fingers.
Melting his hands with your warmth as you continued to make out, his other hand’s softly running up against the surface of your thighs. He’s situated just right inbetween your legs as you gradually let them part, further and further, for him.
Breaking away for a quick moment as you teasingly whined, using both his slender hands to hike your straining skirt up before slipping your panties off.
Taking a quick glance, there’s already a little puddle of wetness at the center of your panties from all the kissing which satisfied him to know. Dropping your underwear off from your legs and onto the ground, Suna got onto his knees to get a good look at your cunt that dripped for his touch.
Pulling you closer by under your thighs as you slouched into the plushness of your desk chair. Trembling in a ticklish manner as you felt Suna’s cold digits rub upon your slicked clit in slow and sensational circles, using your juices to combat with the friction before feeling his hot tongue latch onto your clit.
“Sunaa..!” you cried out in enjoyment as his tongue takes control over your entire body.
Using your hands to push his head further down onto you while his fingers insert themselves into your twitching hole to stimulate you even more. Despite being in the office all alone you can’t help but suppress your moaning to a minimum in case anyone else was nearby.
His slender fox eyes are sinfully watching your reactions go from tensed and stiff to free and delight the more he played with your squelching and pulsating cunt that yearned for his length.
The hot muscle that played with your clit started building up that volcano that could ignite any minute right in his smoldering mouth as your legs quivered with pleasure. Your fingers tightly grasping onto his brown locks of hair as the increase of volume rose in the air that reeked of intimacy. His long fingers continued to pump in and out of you mercilessly as you make a mess of your chair with your limbs going limp.
Seeing the static come into play when your head leans back onto the plush cushioned seat, essentially letting your climax roll on his tongue while he licked up every drop of it before getting up to wipe his mouth with his hand.
“D’ya needa ride home?” Suna teasingly huffed out of breath.
summary: suna wants to share his lollipop with you
content/warnings: 18+, smut, minors dni, absolute filth, dry humping, humping, kinda spit kink(?), inappropriate use of a lollipop -seriously. this went from like 0-1000 real quick. let me know what you think here.
word count: 1046
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You could hear the clattering of the lollipop that Suna has been sucking for the last few minutes, and you side-eyed him.
Feeling your stare on him, you see him smirk before turning his attention on you. “Wanna taste, bunny?”
You rolled your eyes, “Sure.” Expecting him to pass the lollipop to you. What you didn’t expect was Suna to lean over and open his mouth, transferring the lollipop to you but refusing you to break the contact between your lips.
You could taste the grape flavor of the lollipop but you could also taste Suna. You groaned as you felt Suna’s hands make contact with your waist. You moved to straddle him, hands carding through his hair, pushing yourself forward to push your tongue deeper, wanting more of the flavour and of Suna.
“Wan’ more,” Suna mumbled against your lips and you nodded. You could feel him start to play with the hem of your shirt, you briefly moved away reaching down and pulling it at the top of your head, leaving you just in a pair of panties. “Good bunny.”
You felt Suna’s thumb roll your nipples until they pebbled in his hand. Moaning into his mouth, you pulled his hair making him groan and thrust his hips up. Feeling the hardness of his cock through his sweats, you felt your pussy clench and grind down on his lap. Wanting more, you began to desperately speed up your movements.
“You’re fucking soaking, I can feel you bunny,” a particular hard pinch on your nipple left you a groaning mess. Thrusting your head back and your mouth open, Suna placed the lollipop in your mouth. Startled, you looked down at him.
Wanting to feel you more, Suna began to feel frustrated at not being able to feel you completely.
“Get up for a moment,” when you didn’t comply fast enough, Suna tapped your legs and then pushed you away, so you were standing in front of him. You felt Rin remove his hands from you, ignoring your whine and began to pull down your panties. Discarding somewhere in the living room, he groaned when he saw how obviously wet you were, he couldn’t help but run a finger through your pussy. Placing his finger in his mouth, he felt his cock throb. You tasted so fucking good. Without a word, he reached up and took the lollipop out of your mouth. Curious, you followed his hand and flushed when you realised what he was going to do next.
Smirking at you, Rin lazily dragged the lollipop down your body, his lips following the trail, you shivered as you felt his lips giving you little nips here and there. Finally reaching your pussy, he circled your clit a couple of times with the lollipop making you moan and bend over, your hands in his hair. Feeling curious, he dragged it to your hole and slipped it in slowly. Eyes widening at the feeling, you looked at Suna who was entranced.
Tugging his hair harder, you felt Suna pull it back out and circle your clit again. He tapped it once with the lollipop, making your pussy clench. Watching him as he pulled it out and placed it in his mouth. Sucking it loudly, he grinned at you.
“You taste fucking delicious, bunny.”
“Rin,” you begged and he took the lollipop out of his mouth and placed it in yours again.
Pulling down his sweats, freeing his hard cock, you saw it bob up and down. Your mouth watering as you saw how hard he was, and how pretty it looked with his precum running down his shaft. You briefly saw the wet patch on his sweats and flushed momentarily but gone was the embarrassment once you felt Suna tug you back down, the contact of your pussy and his cock was enough for you to lose your mind.
Grinding your clothed pussy on the shaft of his cock, you felt yourself clench, and the familiar burn in your lower half. The feel of Suna’s cock, the warmth coming off it, and somehow you could feel every ridge and vein. Going faster wanting to feel it against your clit, Suna watched as you used him.
Wanting to feel his lips on yours again, you took the lollipop out of your mouth and held it in your hand. Reaching down you shoved your tongue into his mouth, not caring how desperate you looked, your pussy so wet that it felt like you were sliding off Suna’s cock.
“Want to come, bunny?” At your nod, you felt Suna plant his hands on your hips, taking control of your speed. “Fucking cum, cum on me like a desperate slut then.”
“Fuck Rin,” you panted into his mouth, you could feel the spit dribble down on your fronts, but you didn’t care. You just wanted to cum.
“Cum on my cock, bunny, and if you do I’ll make sure to fuck you nice and good, just how you like it,” that was all you needed. At your release you connected your mouths once more, slowing down your movements but still circling your hips. You felt your cum coat Suna’s cock, and you knew that the couch was going to be ruined by the end of this session. Not caring enough, you still grinded down, wanting to feel him despite your clit going crazy at the sensation.
Suna broke away from you, pulling you by your hair, a string of saliva connecting the two of you, and you watched dazedly as it broke and fell down between you. He took the lollipop off your hand and placed it back into his mouth, moving it from side to side as he gazed up at you. Naked, humping his dick like the little desperate bunny you were, your nails clawing at his chest.
“How’d it taste, bunny?” Suna took the lollipop out of his mouth and grinned lazily at you. He watched you as you licked your lips.
“Good, Rin,” you rutted against his cock earning a groan from the man beneath you. He tapped the lollipop against your lip once and slipped it inside.
“Yeah?” He flipped you over, kissing you once, he moved down. “Think I want something else that’s sweet.”
Kiyoomi was a lightweight; sticking to simpler, less intoxicating fruity cocktails throughout the night while the rest of the Jackals downed their respective beer mugs and whiskey glasses. As he swirled the pastel drink between his thumb, index and middle fingers, his eyes slid over the crowd of tipsy volleyball players. They had just won their match against the EJP Rajins ( his own cousin, as Sakusa would later taunt him about privately ) and as a ‘reward’, the drinks tonight were on the losing team.
Suna stood leaning against a wall of the main hall instead of at the bar, calloused fingertips nursing his drink as the brown liquid sloshed back and forth with each sway of the glass. He wasn’t usually a wallflower, especially considering he didn’t get drunk so easily - he wasn’t a heavy drinker, his willpower was just stronger than most - but tonight was different. Something had been on his mind for awhile now, teasing and insistent on causing him a heart attack soon.
That something, was you.
He knew ( oh god he knew ) that you were trouble. Not only were you a fan, but god were you addicting to be around— so much so that what had originally been a “one time thing” grew into a two timer, then three times…and now, well, he’s lost count. It wasn’t just the sex either. It was also how you swung by any of his matches that you could to bring him energy drinks beforehand, how you bought a jersey with his number, his name; how you offered to head out for drinks or lunch with him when the stress of it all got to him. The middle-blocker felt like he was entranced by you, your caring nature as well as the countless times you screamed his name out in the depths of his or your room, the sweet sounds haunting him for the nights to come.
The two never really met. Why would they? They came from different teams, and although familiarities were shared between friends and family alike, there was no real reason for the spiker and the middle blocker to butt heads. That was, until Suna came by the bar to order another drink - he needed something, anything, to clear his head from your lewdness. Just then, he heard a laugh; muffled by the cacophony of chatter and overall boasting around the room, but a chuckle nonetheless. It was deep, baritone vibration, but nonetheless it was still full of mirth and the brunette had to strain his ears to find out where the sound came from.
Olive irises landed on the taller, his cheeks flushed a pale pink even under the white medical mask he wore. It wasn’t very obvious, but Suna could see the slight crinkle of his eyes as well as how his cheeks seemed to jump out more from beneath their cloth prison. He usually wasn’t one to snoop, and the elder would most definitely blame it on the fact that he had a good two and a half glasses of whiskey when he peeked over to try and catch a glimpse at what had made Sakusa Kiyoomi ( the stoic, reserved outside hitter of MSBY ) laugh and smile with such solemnity.
The latter hadn’t noticed his opponent glancing over his shoulder. He was too caught up with something stupid you had told him, the alcohol and excess adrenaline flowing through his veins making his head a little fuzzier and his heart a little warmer. The two of you had met in a way somewhat similar to how you and Rin had met. Not a one-night stand, no, that would be too crude; but instead through bumping into each other one night at a convenience store. It was cliche, sure, but Sakusa didn’t complain when he saw your skirt ride up the backs of your pale, smooth thighs when you struggled to grab a drink from the top shelf.
~~
That night he was glad that he chose to help you, no real remark about your teasing display ( if only you knew ), opting to just pass you the item before starting to walk off with a silent nod… then, he ran into you at the train station. What luck, he thought to himself, deciding against going up to talk to you and sitting down on one of the open seats instead. To his surprise, you sat down next to him, shuffling with your groceries and handbag to get comfortable before plugging in your earphones with a wave. The train was empty. It was the last train heading to wherever the both of you needed to go, and yet? You sat right next to him.
Kiyoomi cringed inwardly. Did you really have to do what you did? Probably not. However… he was human too, and he had faced his own fair share of segregation; it would be incredibly rude of him if he just got up and walked to another seat; so he didn’t. He too, plugged in his earphones, trying desperately not to push you away when he felt you lean against his arm and shoulder, fast asleep. A finger prodded your forehead gently, moving to push against your temple in an attempt to nudge you away without having to physically touch you so much.
When that didn’t work, the spiker sighed begrudgingly. He wasn’t going to shove you hard enough to wake you, that would be absolutely ridiculous as well as horrific - you were just sleeping after all, it wasn’t like you could actually help it. Distantly, he wondered about you, where you worked, and why you had been so tired that you could pass out like that. Had he not been here, would you have just missed every stop? How would you know when to get home?
…was he supposed to wake you? When?
When, was answered with the simple: ‘at your stop, Kiyoomi!’ as you didn’t stir throughout the journey, even after your earphones had fallen out. A pitiful whine escaped the ravenette when he shook you gently, watching you yawn and rub at your eyes before meeting his wide, seemingly endless ones. “Hey, it’s my stop, I’m sorry I didn’t know where you live so I didn’t wake you and I’m not sure how you’re going to get back, but you might want to get off now.” A sadistic, dirty part of him wanted to see those glassy eyes of yours grow in fear again, over and over; but the part he showed to the world was nonchalant, appearing to be unaffected by the news.
“Shit! I’m so sorry for the trouble!” You groan, pulling your phone out to check the time, it was almost midnight! No way that there would be any taxis or trains out for you now, and your stop was three stations ago - each an hour apart if you were to walk. Sakusa saw the frown on your face deepen, a sudden urge to reach out and swipe his thumb under your eyes where tears almost began to pour… how lovely, he noted darkly, dismissing the thought as fast as it came to fruition in slight shame. You were just so sweet looking, innocent and vulnerable.
He couldn’t stop himself before the words came out, “You’re welcome to stay the night at my place.” Ah- fuck. The embarrassment of his slip up was almost worth it to see your shy expression, doe eyes scanning his face down to his jacket before realisation seemed to hit you.
“Y-you’re…”
“I’m?”
“You’re number 15, Sakusa Kiyoomi!”
Oh if he could mentally ingrain the pure shock and worry in your eyes. Worry that you’d have offended him, he was sure you had heard the rumours about how he liked his personal space. It made that part of him hungry to see how else he could push you, but that was fine, he could wait. After all, you were proving to be more alluring than he had first imagined.
A quiet nod was all he offered you before you began apologising rapidly, tears peeking out of your lash line when you denied his offer. He raised a brow, “But where will you stay if not?”
~~
A shiver runs down Kiyoomi’s spine at the memory. You two had grown to be close over a month. Neither of you being official with the other - no one had brought it up - but still thoroughly enjoying the ‘meet ups’ the both of you had. Something in you had made him snap, ultimately concluding that he wanted to fucking. Ruin. You. A hand on his shoulder made him jump, switching off his phone before spinning around in his seat to meet a standing Rinatarou.
“Suna-san.” His voice was level, calculating.
“Hi Sakusa-san, who were you talking to?”
A sudden possessiveness washed over him at Suna’s question. Who the fuck did he think he was? This was his private matters, why did he even phantom to think that he would tell? Sensing the tension, the middle blocker raised his hands by his head, “It’s nothing I assure you, you just seemed very happy.” although that statement did nothing to lessen the jealousy and protectiveness bubbling in his veins, Kiyoomi decided to relent, skeptical as to why his opponent was so keen on knowing what made him happy.
“She’s… a friend.” He shrugged, tone quieting at the end.
“Oh, really? What’s her name?”
“Why do you care, Suna-san?”
Why did he care? Even Suna wasn’t sure, to be honest. Something about the messages he had managed to sneakily read through irked him, they seemed… familiar. Sakusa may have not named you in his chat, instead calling you something akin to a nickname, he assumed, but he could tell by your remarks and common phrases that something was off. He shrugged, claiming that it was a ‘morbid curiosity’ in him that wanted the information, and to his surprise, Sakusa had just closed his eyes, chest rising and falling with a deep inhale and exhale before answering:
“________. That’s her name.”
Oh… you were so going to hell.
~~
The after party was a few weeks ago now, the two volleyball players finding out your dirty little secret without telling you, or anyone else for that matter. At first, they did feel some jealousy and rivalry between each other as they tried to piece together whatever they could of a “timeline”, but that soon faded when they realised they could probably just— share you.
That didn’t stop them from hanging out with you individually though.
You continued to meet up with Sakusa and Suna whenever you usually did, unsuspecting of the vulgar truth you thought you did so well at hiding. Until one day, when your phone buzzed in your pocket:
‘Hey bunny, could you come over?’
‘mhm, anything wrong Rin?’ It wasn’t like him to ask you to head over first, and he usually preferred calling instead.
‘Nope, just wanted to see you ;)’
Hm, you huffed to yourself, packing some stuff in a small handbag before heading over. The house was quiet when you entered, calling out a greeting as you took off your shoes, politely placing them at the side when you noticed something; a new pair of shoes, polished pristinely and also tucked in the corner where you usually put yours. You recognised those shoes. You froze in your spot, unsure if you should still enter when you heard Rin’s voice call out to you sardonically, “Bunny~ Are you alright?” you coughed in response, breath stuck in your throat when you squeezed out a response before heading into the living room.
The couch faced the doorway, so you couldn’t see their faces, but it wasn’t like you couldn’t recognise the head of dark curls sitting next to Suna. Once again, you froze, almost trembling from your confusion and panic. Panic? Maybe, but secretly you knew that it was more of arousal that you had been caught than anything. A soft snort of laughter came from the brunette, dragging you out of your pause before he turned his head to face you, eyes stern, but comforting nonetheless.
“Would you like to tell us anything, bunny?”
Timidly, you shook your head, the quiet rustles of your hair from the movement sounding deafening within the pin-drop silence. “No?” Another shake, Suna sighed, he figured that you wouldn’t give into them so easily, especially not after you were caught red handed - it was a bratty trait he hates to admit he thoroughly enjoys fucking out of you - so instead, he got up, leaving his seat beside Kiyoomi ( who was quietly listening in on everything going on ) to walk over to you, tilting your chin up to meet his eyes with his middle and index fingers.
“Eyes on me bunny.” When you didn’t meet his gaze properly, he tsk’ed, the sound triggering something in you as your eyes rushed to find his. “You don’t have anything you want to tell us? Tell me the truth.” He waited patiently for you to squeak out a no, raising a challenging brow as he looked down at you through hooded eyes, the excitement he felt hidden by the raw control in them, “Alright then bunny. I’ll give you one last chance at redemption for lying to me and Sakusa-san twice now.” this was your cue to back out if you needed to, and when there was no denial of what was clearly going to happen, Suna’s gaze turned predatory, palm grazing up from your chin to your cheeks, motions rough and borderline painful as he squished your cheeks together so that your lips were pursed.
“You’re going to run. You’re going to run within my home and hide….” Even the quiet pause sounded threatening, words striking fear and excitement through your heart and mind, “….if we catch you, we get to have our way with you, and that includes you telling us the truth. Do you understand bunny?” Sakusa didn’t move when he heard the tell-tale whine that left you, the sound high and needy in your throat as he felt a twitch in his groin.
Oh this was going to be fun.
~~
The pro’s of being a star volleyball player meant you could afford a luxury house, you had been to Kiyoomi’s house before, but since the male enjoyed keeping to himself and keeping tidy, he told you that he’d rather have a smaller house, nothing too grand, as he declared. Suna’s house however, was huge. You had a major advantage due to your small stature, as not only did you have plenty of space to run about, but you were also tiny enough to slip into enough places that it would make it confusing for the two predators after you.
The disadvantage? This was Suna’s house, not yours.
He knew the ins and outs of everything, everywhere, narrowing down a lot of their chances to get to you; Sakusa’s agility and flexibility also made it a great challenge for you to escape too. Weighing your options, you decided that hiding would be the better strategy. A timer was set for 20 minutes, and they had even - graciously - given you a 30-second head start, letting you do what you needed to do to evade them. But did you really want to evade them? No. You were more than happy to let them fuck you silly, but you enjoyed the chase, the thrill of having to be on guard no matter how safe you thought you might be in your hidey hole.
~~
You weren’t sure how much time had passed as you hid in one of the kitchen cabinets, knees pressed up to your chest as you snuggled more into the wooden box. You had heard footfall ahead of you, but it drifted off into somewhere to your left, and you were beginning to cramp from being in such an uncomfortable position for so long.
Fuck it.
Quietly nudging open the door, you slipped out, tiptoeing on the kitchen tiles before peeking around the wall to the hallway. A shudder ran down your spine when you felt a breath along your neck, nimble fingers tracing up the column before trying to grasp at it; you ducked, barely escaping when Kiyoomi grabbed your wrist, his own twisting in a way that would be excruciatingly painful had he not been as mobile as he was. You desperately tried to tug at it, twisting your wrist to wriggle out of his death grip; from your tug of war, you had managed to loosen yourself a little bit, but Sakusa wasn’t giving up yet, taking whatever strength he had left into his hand before flinging you forwards down the hall, the momentum of it sending you crashing straight into Suna - who, as you probably expected, stood with arms open, caging you into a tight hug immediately.
“Caught you~ little bunny.” He whispered tauntingly, head tucked between your neck and collarbone as he licked and nipped at it, leaving marks that were bound to last weeks. “Share, Sunarin.” You both broke apart at Sakusa’s statement, the man in question glaring at the two of you with lustful intention, a small smile on his lips when he saw you shuffle around in your prison to face him, big doe eyes asking for mercy; how cute. Gently placing a hand on your head, he pet you, listening to you whimper to pick up the pace; “You thought you were so smart hm? Little girl. Messing around with both of us at once.”
The words were dangerous, making you squirm even more as an attempt to escape whatever clutches these two had gotten you trapped in. “Oh no you don’t bunny, I believe you owe us something.” Suna’s voice echoed behind you, tone low and strict while he waited for you to find your voice, “I-I… I went to Sa-Sakusa-san after you sometimes Rin…” shame burned your throat, making it hard to swallow, or even think, for that matter.
“Good girl.” You heard Kiyoomi mumble in front of you, watching in clear amusement and wonder when tears began pouring from you at the overwhelming tension you must’ve felt. Once more, he felt something in him come loose, leaning down to kiss at your tears before placing a chaste one on your lips. “Thank you for being honest with us, little one.”
~~
The three of you were stripped down, with you still sandwiched in between them, Kiyoomi behind you and Rin between your open legs; both men thrusted into you slowly, not wanting to hurt you despite the adrenaline rushing through their veins. Your vision was cloudy, everything looked blurry through your tears when you cried out, “P-Please!!” “Hah.. please what b-bunny..?” Suna answered in a minute or so, his hips pistoning in and out of your sweet cunt as he too felt dizzy.
He didn’t mind you not answering this time, groaning at you repeating your begging like a broken record, “I think we’ve— hng! I think we’ve br-broken her… Rin.” the words came out in harsh pants, but they nonetheless had their effect on you, clenching down on both of them. You might’ve been losing it, but that didn’t mean Kiyoomi and Rintarou were faring any better. Sakusa was swearing non-stop, mouth running about how they were going to ruin you, make sure that you only belonged to them, whereas Suna went oddly quiet, heart pounding in his chest from the exertion he was making to keep thrusting into you quickly.
You were still so tight. No matter how many times either of them had fucked you before this, it always seemed that you dragged them in, again and again and again, tempting them like a siren called to sailors. They were wrapped around your little finger and you didn’t even know it. That’s what drove them insane, your refusal to acknowledge it; and they were going to make it their mission for you to finally realise. No matter how many times they needed to make you cum to do it.
A sudden shout from you snapped both their attentions out of their hazes, zeroing in on how you convulsed infront of them, twitching and crying out ( both figuratively and literally ) from your harsh orgasm being ripped out of you. Your holes clenched on both of their cocks, even pulling a low whine from Sakusa, who watched with eager eyes as your release soaked the both of them. “D-did…did she jus-t… o-oh fuuuuck…” He moaned, voice continuing to drop as you dragged him into his own high, hips stuttering, twice, thrice, before he pushed in as far as he could; hips plastered against your ass when he finished, eyes rolling back into his head.
Suna wasn’t far off either, finishing almost a second after Kiyoomi when he realised what his black-haired friend was trying to point out. “….ssshit. Fuck— f-fuck…!!” He hadn’t pulled out, but that was okay, you were on birth-control, as you had told him whenever the both of you would hook up. None of you wanted to move, simply enjoying the silence and warmth the three of you shared. A quiet ‘mmm’ made both boys look at each other with curious glances, still panting when they realised that you had passed out.
They had broken you.
The thought made Suna’s cock throb within you when he tried to pull out, pride surging through his chest and mind while Sakusa went to get something to clean you up. “Shit, she’s out cold isn’t she?” He mentioned, swiping his unruly curls away from his forehead to take a better look at you. Suna just laughed, nodding happily as he began to tuck you in.
Maybe next time you’d think about telling them the truth.
in which youve liked suna for years, suna is a tsundere, and tsukishima is a little shit.
includes tsukiyama, best friends tsuki & yamaguchi, mentioned miya twins, tsukishima is a shit stirrer and we love him for it.
warnings: smut, public funking, big cock suna, stupid suna, a little spit, uhhhhh, also my fics are never beated all mistakes are my own 🥴
wc: 4.1k
The first time you saw Suna Rintaro was at nationals. He was easily one of the prettiest boys you have ever seen. All you wanted to do was introduce yourself to him, but seeing as how they lost to Karasuno… you didn't think he'd give the time of day to a student there.
You debated following him on his socials… but ultimately went against it.
There was no way he'd be interested in you anyway.
The second time you saw Suna Rintaro, you were eating lunch with Kei and Tadashi.
You were midchew listening intently to Tadashi's story when you looked up and saw him.
He was walking with his friends, the twins, and you started choking.
Kei glanced at you while Tadashi fussed to make sure you weren’t dying.
He also happened to glance in the direction you were looking and saw the reason for your sudden choking.
“Y/n, oh my god, are you okay??”
“Tadashi, she's fine. She just so happened to see her four year crush.”
You punched him in his stupid gut.
The third time you saw Suna he was in one of your classes. Along with one of the twins. The one with yellow hair… What was his name again?
You were seated near the back, always keen on avoiding human interaction if you could.
And, of course, they both decided to sit directly in front of you.
Not that they paid you any attention.
Which was fine.
Until your professor told the class they should get someone elses contact information.
Since you were alone, and no one was near you except for Suna and Miya, you had no choice but to give it to Miya when he asked.
“Yo, I’m Atsumu! This is Suna.”
You looked up at, ah his name is Atsumu, Atsumu and smiled shyly.
“Hey! I’m Y/n…”
You took a chance at Suna but he's looking at his phone, not even bothering to give you another glance.
Unknown to you, he was already looking at you, but decided to look away before he got caught by either you or Atsumu.
You offered up your email and number to Atsumu, looking over to see if Suna wanted to as well.
He didn't even look at you, which may or may not have bummed you a bit, but you decided it was better this way.
You and Atsumu exchanged at least which was better than nothing, you suppose.
From then on, you and Atsumu became fast friends. You would try to talk to Suna, but he would just grunt at you or not even bother answering. So you gave up on trying. Which kind of fucking sucked, but if he wanted to be a prick, then you wouldnt bother with that.
Has your crush dwindled? No, of course not.
Atsumu was always talking about Suna and the stuff they were up to and he seemed so wonderful, so it sucked that he wouldnt even look at you.
You're crying about Suna to Kei and Tadashi; you're so distracted you don't even notice them walking in.
But Kei does, and right before you say his name he decides to be nice and cut you off.
“Shut up. Look who’s here.”
You look to glare at Kei and then you look up and, oh my god, of course it's him.
Suna and the Miya twins.
Atsumu notices you and starts walking over to you excitedly like a little puppy.
As annoying as he is, it's so endearing, you can't help but love him.
“Hey, Y/n!”
“Oh, hey Atsumu. Whats up?” You crinkle your eyes at him and in the most subtle way a tick appears in Suna’s eyebrow.
No one notices, except Kei.
He mentally grins.
“Oh, this is my brother! Osamu! We’re twins!”
You laugh and Kei puts his arm around you.
“Wow, really? I would've never guessed.”
You slap your hand on Kei’s leg and tell him to be nice.
He turns to whisper in your ear, “Leave your hand there. I'm testing a theory.”
You look at him with a question in your eyes but decide to listen anyway. Let him have his fun.
“I didn't know you had a boyfriend,” someone who definitely isn't Atsumu says.
You look up, why is Suna talking to you?
“Hmm?” You're staring at him curiously and then he just stalks off.
Atsumu starts to cackle. “What the fuck. He doesn't talk to you at all and then says that shit?”
“Y-yeah. What the hell was that about?”
Osamu is looking at you with sparkles in his eyes and you're about to ask what that means when he's suddenly walking away, “Sorry, gotta go and make sure he doesn't accidentally hurt himself! It was nice meeting you, Y/n.”
“You too…?”
Atsumu catches up to them to see what the fuck that was about.
They're sitting on a bench outside and Atsumu walks up to them trying not to laugh.
“What the fuck was that, Suna? I thought you didn't like her!”
“I don't.” He rolls his eyes, but there's a faint blush to his cheeks.
“Oh my god. You fucking like her.”
“Shut the fuck up, Tsumu.”
“LMFAO.”
“Atsumu, why the fuck did you just say that out loud?”
“Suna, you’re such a fucking tsundere. Why don't you just talk to her, idiot?”
“Why would I do that, when she clearly has a boyfriend?”
“Well, Rin, you didn't even let her answer before you stormed off. Maybe if you actually talked to her, you might find out the truth.”
Suna blinks at Osamu and gives a gentle smile.
“This is why you're my favorite twin.”
“Fuck you, Suna. You can't even talk to the person you like.”
“What the fuck was that. Kei? What the fuck was that?”
You're kind of having a little breakdown. Why did Suna randomly ask that, out of absolutely nowhere. He doesn't give you the time of day, then all of a sudden asks if you have a boyfriend? In what universe is Suna Rintaro living?
Kei is smirking.
“Babe, I think Suna likes you.” Surprisingly, it's Tadashi who speaks.
“Suna doesn't like me, Tadashi. He's clearly an idiot who knows nothing.”
“No, yeah. He totally likes you. He looked like he wanted to kill me.”
“Kei! You can't go antagonizing people!”
“Yes. i can. Especially assholes who think they can say shit when they don't even bother to talk to you.”
You smile wide. Fuck. “Oh my god, Tadashi! Kei loves meeee!”
He blushes and pushes you. “Fuck off, no one even likes you.”
You wrap him in a hug and he's groaning the whole time, but Tsukishima Kei loves you.
Thankfully, it's friday. Which means you're not going to think about school for the next two days.
Unfortunately, Tadashi is dragging you to a party. Originally, he was only taking you because Kei refused to go. But now there's a change in plans.
You're whining into the phone, “Tadashiiii, if Kei is going then why do I have to??”
A voice, who is most certainly not your sweet freckled baby, answers instead, “Because your stupid boyfriend,” “I dont have a boyfriend, Kei” “is going to be there, and my job is to piss him off.”
“Why do you live off of chaos? What do you get out of it?”
“Pissing people off is one of my favorite pastimes, midget. Get ready.”
And the mother fucker hangs up on you.
One of these days, you swear you're going to kick him right where it hurts the most.
You walk into the party, Tadashi holding your hand and Kei's hand on your back. It's nice. It's comfortable. You feel like everyone thinks you’re fucking them both. You're not. They’re fucking each other, but that’s a whole other thing you’re not going to get into.
Tadashi goes to get some drinks and Kei takes you to a wall and cages you in.
You blink up at him so prettily, he thinks, if he wasn't in love with his boyfriend, you would've been his next one.
“Kei?” You say so softly and he smirks like the demon he is.
“Saw dumb, dumb and dumbest playing beerpong. I think one of them saw you, so I’m just doing my friendly duty and pissing him off.”
You roll your eyes good naturedly at him and see Tadashi making his way over to you guys.
“Yummy! Give me, give meee!”
Tadashi smiles at you so sweetly and leaves a soft kiss on your forehead.
“I love you, sweetheart!”
“Babe, I'm gonna blush, you womanizer!”
He blushes at that. Tadashi is much too sweet for your teasing but you love seeing how red he can be.
“Shut up, you little brat!”
Suna noticed. He always notices you. He saw the moment you walked in. He narrowed his eyes the moment Kei caged you next to the wall. He also saw when Tadashi kissed you.
The math aint mathin, he thinks to himself.
Atsumu notices his glaring and wants to see what has Suna so angry. At a party.
Then he sees you and who you're with and he laughs in Suna’s face.
“What are you angry about? You never talk to her, idiot. Why don't you change that? Actually, lets go.”
He grabs Suna by his wrist, dragging him across the room to where you three are.
“Y/n! Hey! I didn't know you came to parties!”
You blink your pretty eyes towards them and you smile wide.
“Tsumu! I don't usually, but they wanted me to come and I love them so… Here I am!”
“What, you're not gonna say hi to me, too?”
Now. normally, you would blush and brush it off. But unfortunately, you got some liquid courage in your system because of Tadashi.
“Oh? What's this? Suna is actually making an effort in talking to me?”
You smile so cutely at him and his eyes widen. Is that a blush?
Before he can respond, Atsumu is laughing his ass off.
“She’s got a fuckin point there, Suna!”
“Shut the fuck up, Tsumu. Whose side are you on anyway?”
“Obviously, Y/n’s side.”
You start laughing loudly at their interaction. Kei has a tight grip on your waist and Suna is glaring at the offensive hand.
“You got a staring problem, Suna?”
You glance up at Kei and see a mischievous fire in Kei’s eyes.
“Can you be nice for two seconds, Kei?”
“He's glaring at my hand. Am I supposed to say nothing?”
“Maybe you're just imagining it, hmm?” You say sweetly to him.
He’s about to tell you how stupid you are when someone speaks up, “Hey, Y/n. You wanna go outside? Me and Tsumu are gonna go get some fresh air.”
Kei raises a brow at that, “What, just Y/n? Not us?”
“Nope.” He says, popping the p extra loud.
“Yeah, sure. It's stuffy in here. I'll be back okay? Try not to murder anyone. Love you, bye!”
You make your way outside and find a nice little secluded spot.
It feels so much better than being inside a cramped party where everyone is breathing the same air.
“Wow, it feels so nice out here, huh?”
You have such a pretty little smile all Suna wants to do is kiss you until you're giggling just for him.
“You're really touchy with your friends, aren't you Y/n?”
To your utter surprise, it's not Atsumu who is talking to you.
Atsumu is trying to hold back his cackle; sometimes Suna is too blunt for his own good.
“Hmm, I guess so. I've also known them forever, so it's natural for me to be like that with them. Why, you jealous, Suna?”
You're sitting down squished between Suna and Atsumu and it's giving you butterflies.
Suddenly, Atsumu’s phone is ringing.
“Fuck, its Samu.”
“Yeah? What's up? What? Why did you leave, you stupid… Alright. Stop. Osamu, stop, I'll be right there. Jesus.”
“Sorry, guys. Osamu is drunk and is attempting to walk home alone for whatever reason. I'm gonna go get him. See you guys later?”
“Hopefully! Let me know when he's safe, okay, Tsumu?”
“Yeah, of course, sweetheart!”
You blush, Atsumu has never called you sweetheart before.
Suna knew he was a fucking liar and only doing it to get a reaction out of him. Fucker.
He clears his throat, “We’re friends, aren't we, Y/n?”
You hum, thinking over what he's asking. “Are we, Suna? How can we be friends when you never speak to me?”
You smile oh so sweetly at him and he wants to bite it off of your face.
“We’re talking now, aren't we?”
“I suppose we are, Suna…”
“Call me Rintaro.”
You stammer at his bluntness, “O-okay… Rintaro…” It feels like candy on your tongue.
You’re so fucking cute, he thinks.
“Are you shy? Like a cute little… bunny.”
You stare up at him, eyes wide, face red.
“B-bunny?! Do you go around calling all unsuspecting girls, bunny, Mister Rintaro?”
“Nah. Just the cute ones named Y/n.”
“You're very bold for someone who I just became friends with, aren't you, Rin?”
He puts an arm around you and pulls you closer.
“But, you're so cute, bunny. I can tell you like the nickname. Should I keep calling you bunny? Hmm?”
You're trying to fight the heat on your face, but he's so cute. His words make your insides jelly and you want to kiss him.
“Should I keep going, bunny? Or go back to Y/n?”
You whine at him, “Noooo, Rin…”
Suna can’t help but think how cute you are. He can't help but want to pull more reactions out of you. He manhandles you onto his lap and you're squirming around a little too much.
“Watch it, bunny. If you don't stop you're gonna make this hard for the both of us.”
You stop squirming and cover your face with your hands trying to fight off your blush and embarrassment.
“Rintaro! You can't just say shit like that!”
“Oh? So you want me to get hard? Bunny, you're nasty, aren't you?”
He wraps his hands around your back and snuggles you right next to him so he can whisper naughty things into your ear.
“Bunny, if you wanted me that's all you had to say. I'm all yours, yeah?”
He brings his mouth to plant sweet kisses onto your neck and you're so embarrassed and in shock this is happening to you, you don't react immediately.
Then you feel his teeth sinking into your skin and you let out a breathy moan.
“Oh? What's this? You like being bitten, little bunny?”
“S-shut up, Rin…”
He huffed a laugh against your skin and continues to kiss and nibble at you. He's determined to mark you up so everyone can see just who you belong to.
He moves his hands so they are under your clothes touching your soft skin and it feels so good to have him touching you like this.
“Rin, more, please…”
And who is he to say no to a pretty little bunny?
He gives you the sweetest kiss which is all the warning you get before he's thrusting his tongue into your mouth.
You moan into the kiss and he soaks it up. Your tongues are battling and you've never experienced such euphoria in your life. If you could die right now you would be happy.
He removes himself from your mouth and you whine out a protest.
“Hush, bunny. Open up, yeah?”
You look at him questioningly but do as he says anyway. You open your mouth wide and loll your tongue out just a little bit and he groans at his obedient little bunny.
He stares you dead in the eyes and slowly drops some of his spit into your mouth.
“Don’t swallow until I tell you to, bunny.”
He watches the way his spit runs down into your throat and his dick swells tremendously.
“Okay, sweet baby. Swallow for me, yeah?”
You start to grind down onto his clothed cock and, fuck, it feels so good.
He grabs your hips and helps you rub your tiny little cunt all over him.
“Feel good, bunny? Hmm?”
“Y-yes Rin, feels so good… More…”
“More? Here, bunny? Are you sure?” He laughs into your skin.
You're so delirious with lust it doesn't really occur to you where you are, just that you need to feel him inside you.
“Are you sure bunny? I don't know if your little cunt can take me like this…”
You pout at him, “I can do it, daddy…”
He stiffens at the name. That's new.
“Daddy, please…”
Suna is pretty sure you have no idea what you're saying to him but how can he deny you when you're begging him so sweetly?
“Alright, pretty bunny, let daddy take care of you, yeah?”
Your eyes sparkle in utter happiness and he's struck back for a second. You're going to be the death of him, he thinks.
He goes to move your panties to the side and scoffs. As if he could even call these panties. It's basically a piece of string covering your little cunt.
So, he rips them in two.
“Rintaro! You can’t just rip my fucking underwear!”
You’re pouting at him and, fuck, he wants to shove his cock down your sweet little mouth. Another time, perhaps.
“Hush, baby. I'll buy you more. Not that it was covering much anyway.”
You're about to give him an earful before he's shoving a finger into your sopping cunt.
“Wow, bunny. You're soaked. Is this all for little ol me?”
He's leisurely pumping a long, thick finger in and out of your cunt and it has your thighs quivering.
“Yes, Rin, all for you, always for you,” you cry into his neck.
And all too soon he's taking his finger out and you look into his eyes and watch as he sucks your arousal off of his finger.
“Alright, bunny. Take my cock out.”
You're reaching down to his jeans and just seeing his bulge makes your cunt throb. Fuck, you cannot wait to have it inside you.
You slowly take his cock out and of course it's big and pretty just like him. Can't really say you're surprised about it.
He watches you as your eyes widen in excitement and softly stroke his pretty cock.
“You like what you see, bunny?”
You don't even spare him a glance while you lick your lips and nod softly. You very much do like what you see.
“Alright, sweetheart. It's gonna be a tight fit. Are you sure you want this here?”
“Yes, yes. Rin, please, daddy, please if you don't shove your dick inside me soon I will explode!”
He laughs at your word vomit. You're just so unbearably cute and there is no way in hell he can ever deny you.
“Alright, sweet bunny. Get ready, okay?”
Even when hes about to fuck your brains out, you cant believe how sweet he actually is.
He spits on his dick and lifts you up ever so slightly so he can slip the head inside your quivering hole.
Not that he needed the extra lubrication, he just wanted to make sure it was extra sloppy.
The fat head of his cock makes its way past your folds and you close your eyes with a silent, open mouthed moan.
“Shh,” he coos at you, “look at my sweet little baby, taking my cock raw. Does it hurt, bunny?”
He thinks he hears you growl more at him and he chuckles into the night.
And then he’s sinking you lower and lower and lower, until he's inside you.
All of him is inside you and, fuck, he wants to live in your cunt.
“You take me so well, sweetheart. Were you made for me? Is this cunt made only for me?”
You're babbling a symphony of yes, more, all for you daddy and it's doing everything in his power to not pound you like an animal.
“Rin,” you whine into his ear, “if you dont start moving now im going to walk away and never look back you stupid-”
He grabs your hips and lifts you till he's barely inside you and slams you down onto him.
You're squeezing him so tight, your cunt fluttering around his cock and he's trying not to finish right then and there.
“You're on top bunny, come on, show me, help me out, yeah?”
You can't hear anything; you just have this raw, vicious need for his cock to split you in half.
You start moving up and down as hard as you can and it's the most beautiful feeling you've felt in months.
He's helping you so he reaches a little deeper, you are involuntarily squeezing his shaft, so lost in pleasure.
No one has ever fucked you like Suna Rintaro is currently fucking you.
You're pretty sure no one else will ever measure up to him.
He's sucking hickies all over your unblemished neck, a feral growl in him knowing he's the one who's gonna have his marks all over your precious body.
“S’at feel good, baby? You like when I bite your neck and slam you on my thick cock, bunny?”
“Yes, daddy, yes I love it so much, please more!”
And then he really puts you to work.
He's slamming you down onto him as hard as he can. Your heady arousal is absolutely soaking him. It's so filthy and nasty and perfect and you wouldn't have it any other way.
“God, fuck. You're perfect, bunny. Touch your sweet little clit for me?”
You're so lost in pleasure you don't hear him through the haze of your arousal.
He growls into your ear, “Touch your fucking clit and make yourself cum on my cock or you’re never getting this dick again, bunny.”
You whimper out into the night sky and sluggishly move your hand to your poor, throbbing clit.
You press your finger gently onto it before matching suna’s rough pace.
“God, how can you get any fucking tighter. Its like fucking a virgin, at this point.”
Which makes you rub your clit faster, “Daddy, daddy, please m so close, wanna cum all over your pretty cock!”
He wraps a pretty hand around your throat and demands, “Cum, bunny.”
You cum so hard you see white.
You're moaning and he shoves his tongue into your mouth.
Your cunt is fluttering around his so fucking deliciously he cant help but slam you down one last time and fill your guts with his semen.
You're still shaking in his arms from your orgasm and he just holds you and kisses you through it until you finally relax.
You blink up at him, trying to get some clarity in your eyes.
“Either you're an angel, or you're sent straight from hell. How can the best fuck of my life be at some shitty college party?” You ask him. And then it hits you.
“OH MY GOD, Suna! Why did you let us fuck at some shitty college party?!”
He laughs loudly at you.
“Bunny, you asked. I delivered. Shouldn't you be thanking me?”
“Oh, yes. Thank you so much, Suna-sama, for defiling me at a nasty frat party!”
“Baby,” he smiles mischievously, “anything for you.”
You're laughing into his skin when all of a sudden someone is throwing a towel? at your head.
“Hey, what the fuck-”
You turn to look at the offending fucker and you just see a blushy Tadashi and smirking Kei.
“Kei! Tadashi!” And then you remember Suna’s softening cock is still inside you.
“I cannot believe you nasty fucks couldn't wait until you were at someone’s house. Outside of a party. You're kidding.”
“Shut the fuck up, Kei. Mind your business!”
Suna pulls you protectively to his chest.
Kei laughs at him and rolls his eyes, “Relax lover boy, Tadashi is all the ass I need.”
Tadashi turns into an even blushier mess and hisses at him, “Kei! You don't have to be so lewd!”
They're turning to leave when Kei graces you with a parting gift.
“Good job, Y/n. It only took you 4 years to talk to your crush.”
Fuck. You're going to murder him in his sleep. You know where he lives. You have his key.
“What does that mean, bunny?”
You groan into his chest; you were hoping to avoid this topic forever if you could.
“Ughhhhh, I saw you when you played against Karasuno at nationals and I've just kind of had a crush on you since then,” you say really fast hoping he'll drop it.
Unfortunately, he does not drop it.
“Well, I guess I have a lot of time to make up for then, don't I, sweet bunny?”
Your heart flutters and you place a heart stopping kiss to his soft lips.
“Can we go now?”
You laugh and yeah. You guess you’re kind of glad you came to this stupid frat party and had a class with Suna Rintaro.
CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL - Rintaro Suna
18+ After practice in the empty locker room, your boyfriend Rintaro catches you staring at his muscles and forces you onto your knees gagging on his cock.
note: I've been posting daily my drafts and I've been loving itttt! btw I need to update my masterlist I will try to do it today.
The locker room was quiet after practice, the distant echoes of slamming doors and fading footsteps long gone. Most of the Inarizaki team had already cleared out, leaving just the humid scent of sweat, the faint metallic tang of lockers, and the low hum of the overhead lights. You sat on the wooden bench, pretending to scroll through your phone. But your eyes kept drifting.
Suna Rintaro stood a few feet away, back to you, peeling off his damp practice jersey. The muscles along his spine flexed and shifted as he shrugged it off—broad shoulders tapering into his athletic build. His skin glistened faintly with sweat, the lines of his back dipping into the waistband of his shorts. You couldn’t look away.
He paused, then glanced over his shoulder. Those sharp, half-lidded eyes caught you instantly. A slow, cocky smirk tugged at his lips.
“Take a picture,” he drawled, voice low and lazy like he couldn’t be bothered to put any real effort into the tease. “It’ll last longer.”
Your face burned. “I wasn’t—”
“Yeah, you were.” He turned halfway, giving you a better view of his toned chest and the faint trail of hair disappearing beneath his shorts. He didn’t rush to cover up. Instead, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pushed his shorts down just enough to tease, watching your reaction with that signature bored-but-amused expression. “Staring like you’ve never seen a guy change before. What’s the matter?”
You swallowed, trying to play it cool. “You’re the one taking forever. Hurry up so we can leave.”
Suna chuckled softly, stepping closer until he was right in front of you. “Nah. I think you like the show.” His hand came up, lazily brushing a strand of hair from your face before gripping your chin. “Eyes were glued to my back. You into backs now? Or just mine?”
He kept talking in that slow, mean drawl, making you squirm on the bench. Every denial just made his smirk widen. Before you knew it, your hands were on his thighs, and he was guiding you down.
“On your knees, then,” he murmured, voice dropping. “If you’re gonna stare, might as well make yourself useful.”
You sank to the cool tile floor, heart hammering. Suna leaned back against the lockers with a lazy sigh, one hand threading through your hair. He didn’t yank—yet. He just held you there, looking down with those sleepy eyes that hid how sharp he really was.
“Pretty like this,” he commented, almost offhand. He freed himself, already half-hard from the teasing and the power trip. “C’mon. Open up.”
You took him into your mouth, slow at first, tongue swirling around the head. Suna let out a low groan, fingers tightening in your hair. “Fuck… yeah, just like that. You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?”
He was thick, heavy on your tongue. You worked him deeper, hollowing your cheeks, and he hissed through his teeth. “Good girl. Deeper—ah, shit.”
You pushed further, and when he hit the back of your throat, you gagged softly. Suna’s grip turned firmer, pulling your hair just enough to guide you. “Easy. Breathe through your nose. You can take more than that, can’t you?”
Another gag as he rocked his hips forward lazily. He didn’t thrust hard—he never needed to with that effortless control—but the pull on your scalp and the way he filled your mouth made your eyes water.
“Look at you,” he murmured, voice rough but still so fucking lazy. He leaned down a little, catching your watery gaze. That cocky smirk deepened. “Can’t understand you with your mouth full. What were you trying to say? ‘Too big’? Or ‘more’?”
You tried to answer around him—something muffled and wet—and he groaned again, eyes fluttering half-shut in pleasure. “Yeah… keep making those sounds. Feels good when you gag like that. So eager.”
He kept talking you through it, mean little praises mixed with commands. “Slower—fuck, yeah, swirl your tongue right there. You’re drooling everywhere, messy girl. You like sucking me off in the locker room? Risky. What if someone walks in and sees you on your knees for me?”
Your thighs pressed together, heat pooling low. Every gag earned another tug on your hair and another smirk when he tilted your head up to watch your face. “Eyes on me. Yeah… just like that. You’re doing so good.”
After a few more minutes of his lazy thrusts and filthy commentary, he pulled you off with a wet pop, breathing heavier but still looking far too composed. Strings of saliva connected your lips to his cock. He wiped your chin with his thumb, almost gentle.
“Up,” he said, tugging you to your feet and turning you toward the bench. “Bend over. I’m not done with you.”
You braced your hands on the bench, shorts and underwear shoved down in one lazy motion by him. Suna pressed up behind you, rubbing his slick cock against your entrance. He was still talking, voice low against your ear.
“I know, I know,” he murmured, that cocky smirk audible even if you couldn’t see it. “It’s big. But you can take it, can’t you? You got this far.”
He pushed in slowly, stretching you open. You gasped, fingers curling against the wood. “Suna—fuck, slow—”
“Shh. Relax.” He sank deeper, groaning low in his throat. “So tight… good girl. Look at you, taking every inch. Knew you could.”
Once he bottomed out, he paused, hips flush against your ass, letting you adjust while his hands roamed lazily over your back and hips. Then he started moving—long, deep strokes that were unhurried but relentless. The slap of skin echoed softly in the empty locker room.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he grunted, one hand sliding up to grip your hair again, pulling your head back slightly. “So wet for me already. Been wet since you were staring at my back, huh?”
You moaned, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Yes—ah—Suna, harder…”
“Harder?” He laughed softly, mean and breathless. “Greedy. Thought you were struggling with how big it is.” He picked up the pace just enough to make you cry out, hitting that spot inside you with infuriating precision. “Say it. Tell me how much you like it.”
“I like it—fuck, I love it,” you gasped, voice breaking on a particularly deep thrust. “You’re so deep—”
“Yeah? Feel me here?” He pressed a hand to your lower stomach, grinding in. “That’s me. Filling you up.”
The teasing never stopped. Every time you moaned too loud, he’d smirk against your shoulder and whisper, “Quiet. Unless you want the team to come back and see how well you take my cock.”
He fucked you like that for a long time—deep, steady, lazy strokes mixed with sharp snaps of his hips when he wanted to hear you whine. His free hand slipped between your legs, rubbing lazy circles that made your knees buckle.
“Come on,” he groaned, voice getting rougher. “Cum for me. Wanna feel you squeezing me.”
You came clenching around him with a broken moan of his name. Suna hissed, thrusts faltering for the first time as he chased his own release.
“Fuck… that’s it.” He buried himself deep and came with a low, satisfied groan, hips twitching against you.
He pulled out slowly, helping you straighten up with uncharacteristic gentleness for how mean he’d been minutes earlier. But the smirk was back as he handed you your clothes.
“Clean up quick. Or do you want to walk out of here looking like you just got railed in the locker room?”
┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "suna finds out you've never had an orgasm before and takes it very personally"
ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ:
★ Starring: Suna Rintaro x F! Reader
★ Run Time: 1.9k
★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Adult Film] smut, cunnilingus, fingering (f!receiving), squirting (characters are aged up)
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“are you for real,” suna whipped his gaming chair around to face you. his eyes wide with a faint blush on his cheeks that had been there since the start of this conversation.
“i mean yeah i guess, i’ve had sex before but i don’t think i’ve ever came y’know? and i’ve tried masturbating but it gets frustrating and i eventually just give up,” you laid on your stomach on suna’s bed, legs swinging back in forth in the air as you played a video game on your phone.
both you and suna had absolutely no idea how the conversation led to sex but it didn’t seem out of the normal. you for one werent phased, casually humming as you jammed your thumbs against your phone screen. your humming only stopped when you felt suna’s eyes boring into you.
“... what?” you looked up at him, one of your eyebrows raised slightly as your eyes flicked between your phone and him. suna’s mouth opened and closed multiple times but nothing came out. with a small laugh you sat up, pausing your game. “what is it?”
“oh uh,” he shook his head, trying to will his now half hard dick to calm down before it became noticeable. “nothing- nothing i just think thats crazy…” he was absolutely floored and a bit upset that a person like you never got to have pleasurable sex. “so uh… do you just… fake it then when you know…” the minute the words left his mouth he regretted it, feeling mildly embarrassed at the fact that he was getting hard just from a conversation about sex that involved you.
you cock your head to the side as if you were really thinking about it, a light laugh leaving your mouth,
“yeah i guess so- i mean i don’t think i’ve ever outright lied and said i was having an orgasm i guess they just assumed i did. pretty funny isn’t it,” you were giggling as you picked up your phone to start your game again.
“thats so fucked,” you snapped your head back up to look at him when you heard what sounded like pure anger and disbelief come out of suna’s mouth. his blush was a little darker now, eyebrows nearly touching as he tried to imagine how disappointing it must feel in the moment. you shrug your shoulders, laying on your back and turning your attention back to your game.
“nah it’s all good i don’t really expect anything when having sex so it doesn’t really bother me,” your voice was way too nonchalant for suna as he tried to understand how you could be so unbothered about that.
“you deserve to feel good,”
“well i haven’t been able to find someone to make that happen yet,” you and suna lock eyes in that moment. time seemed to have stopped at that point. your eyes flit to his mouth as his tongue swiped over his bottom lip. suddenly the air seemed very hot with tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. seconds went by and it felt like a thousand unspoken words were getting communicated between the two of you.
in the same moment you were sitting up on the bed, suna was rising from his chair. soon enough he was crawling onto the bed, knees knocking into yours as your back landed on the mattress as he pressed his lips against yours.
your arms immediately wrapped around his neck. pulling him down on top of you. his lips moved messily against yours as he snaked a hand between your bodies. you shivered when you felt his hand slide under your shirt and up your torso. the small noise that left your lips was enough to egg suna on, moving his hand higher up until he was cupping yourtit, swiping his thumb over the now hardening bud.
you were enjoying the way he was taking his time with you, keeping his lips against yours as his hand explored the skin under your shirt. you found yourself growing hot, wanting him to touch you more. so you roll your hips against suna, eliciting a small moan from him that was muffled by your kissing.
“be patient pretty girl,” he mumbled against your lips before traveling down to place wet kisses on your neck and explored collarbone. “ ‘m gonna make you feel good just be patient for me,” his voice was husky as he spoke against your neck, his other hand now traveling down to cup you through your pants. you shakily nodded your hand, a bit overwhelmed with how you good were already feeling just because of some small touching.
you seem to stop breathing for a moment when you felt his hand travel back to push your shirt up until it bunched just above your boobs. in an instant, suna’s mouth was latched onto one, tongue swirling around the nipple as he used his hand to play with the other one. you were whining under him, breathing heavy as you squeezed your thighs together in an attempt to make any sort of friction.
suna continued his movements for a moment before letting his mouth off your boob with a small ‘pop’, a hazy smile present of his face as he looked up at you. just the sight alone had you clenching around nothing. he began to press kisses into your sternum, your ribs, your stomach, occasionally stopping to make sure a mark would stick to your skin.
you sat up slightly, leaning back on your elbows when you felt suna’s mouth press one finally kiss onto the area of your stomach just above the waistline of your pants. he looked up at you with that same smile as he tugged on the material and pulled it down. you helped him, eagerly shrugging them off because you desperately wanted suna to be back between your legs.
soon enough he was, licking and sucking at the skin of your inner thighs. his arms were under your thighs, hands wrapping around to hold your hips in place.
“rin-.” you whine when you felt him press a feather light kiss right above the edge of your underwear, a slight tremble coursing through your body when you felt him press a finger into the wet patch of your panties. he hummed in response, licking over the wet patch tentatively.
“that feel good?” he looked up you while he spoke, his fingers moving to grab the hem of your underwear and pulling them down. you nodded dumbly, your attention being almost completely on the feeling of his breath fanning over your now naked cunt. “you have to tell me what feels good and what doesn’t okay? ‘m gonna make you cum tonight baby,” you nodded again, hips twitching like your cunt was begging for him to eat you out.
“okay okay- just please- oh shit,” suna was quick to swipe his tongue along your slit, fanning his hand out on your lower stomach and using this thumb to lift the hood before just barely grazing over your throbbing clit. your hips jerked at the sudden jolt of pleasure, a small gasp leaving your lips. suna continued to kiss at your clit as he glided his middle finger against your slit. your thighs twitched, threatening to snap close any moment but suna didn’t seem to mind. his eyes flicked back up to you as he slowly pushed his finger inside, dick twitching immediately when he felt you clench around his fingers and thought how it would feel to have you clenching around his cock instead. his pace was slow, tenderly fucking his middle finger into you as you continued to let out a string of soft whines.
“use your words y/n tell me how you feel,” his mouth hovered just above your cunt and you could see a sheen of your juices over his lips. your face grew warm as he waited for you to tell him.
“ ‘s good- feels good,” you said quickly. you could hear suna laugh and before you could snap at him you were whining instead as he lowered his mouth on you once more.
he wrapped his lips around your bundle of nerves, causing you to jerk your hips up onto his mouth. he slipped his finger out before immediately adding another one in. his middle and ring finger curled inside of you as he pumped them in and out. you threw your head back as he hits that sweet spot inside of you, an embarrassing whine coming from lips as he continued to press into it.
“th-that feels good- right there- ah-,” you hand reaches out to grab onto suna’s hair, forcing him to keep his mouth on your clit as he fucked you with his fingers. sun’a half closed eyes widened at the unexpected tug on his hair. looking up at you he almost came in his shorts at the sight. you looked completely fucked out, eyes screwed closed as tears being to cling onto your lashes and mouth opened slightly as soft moans left your lips.
he flattened his tongue, letting you grind your clit against it while he continued to fuck his fingers into you at a brutal pace. he let his eyes close, all his attention on the sounds of pleasure you were making just because of him.
when he felt you clench around his fingers he pushed both fingers deep into your hole as he began to curl and uncurl his inside you at an insane pace that you curling for into him,
“w-wait rin- ah- i have to- have to pee-,” you squealed, squirming against suna’s mouth as you tried to warn him. but he kept going. switching his tongue with his hand. he rubbed at your clit eagerly as he plunged his tongue inside of you.
suna let out a long groan against your cunt when he felt you squirt against his mouth. your juices immediately splashed his lower face as he took his tongue out of you before letting it hang out of his mouth, watching your hole clench around nothing.
“ thats it baby,” he rasped, leaning forward to press his now cum glazed lips onto yours. his mouth caught your loud moans as he continued to abuse your clit, circling it with his fingers as your lower body convulsed against him.
“rintaro- i-it hurts-,” you lower your hand between your bodies to push his hand away. if suna was mean he would keep going and fuck you dumb until you cant take anymore. but he was nice and considering it being your first one, he wanted to treat you. so he changed his pace, swallowing your whines with his tongue as you twitched against his slowing fingers.
taking his fingers out of you, he moved over your body, pressing his lips into you and swallowing your some moans that were just sending blood straight to his dick. you watched as suna brought his fingers up to his mouth, keeping his eyes on you as he licked them clean before pressing his lips back onto yours. you whined, tasting yourself on your tongue while you explored his mouth. when he pulled away once more you were met with a shit eating grin.
“so i’m guessing it felt good,” he cocked his head to the side as he spoke and you were just about ready to push him away before you noticed that the sheets below you were wet.
“fuck off,” you tried to pretend to be angry as you playfully shoved his shoulder. he held a hand up in surrender, batting his eyelashes as he tried to appear innocent.
“i’ll take it as a yes.”
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