People be like <<Baji Keisuke is the type of boyfriend that would text you an <<Open your window>> at 2.am, because you're feelin' down or just because he wanna see you>>.
Lmaooo !!!
Okay sweetie, go check your window. But you ain't gonna find anyone. Because that ultimate dumbass knocked on your father's window !
Remember, we're talking about a guy who believes that his IQ increases by wearing glasses ! You can't convince me that if he doesn't go to the wrong floor, he'll knock on the right window !
Alright here's my first Katelin fic... emphasis on fiction and definitely NSFW 18+ Hope you enjoy
Summary- Caitlin is pining for her best friend after being apart for so long. Kate may be all too happy to oblige. 3K
Tags- smut, smuttiest smut that's ever smut. side of fluff and angst. you're welcome. Kate is in charge.
Not beta'd, just written and posted, haven't written in forever and haven't ever done RPF, again ALL FICTION
Steel blue eyes locked in on hers. Instantly her rage cooled to manageable. “No Caitlin. Calm down.”
Words swirled in her head as she shook herself back to reality. “Okay let’s fucking go.”
“That’s right. That’s more like it.” Kate clapped her hands as the tight huddle around them opened up and they went back to their game.
But it was Kate’s eyes that still burned in the back of Caitlin’s brain even as her mind switched back to the court. They stayed longer than they should’ve, or than they had ever before.
Caitlin startled awake, seated on the private plane, they were flying to Vegas. Right. Vegas. It had been the longest stretch they had been apart since they had met.
Kate is her best friend, of course her heart hurts like this. That’s normal right?
They’d been texting nearly every day… she looked at her phone flopped on her chest. Thank god for in flight wifi.
Hope the flight is smooth! Can’t wait to see you!
Why did that message make her stomach feel like a ball being dribbled in her body?
“Hey C-squared! Everything alright? Bad dream?”
“Nah, just can’t believe we haven’t landed yet!”
She didn’t think she had anyone on this damn plane fooled, feeling her face turn red hot. Get it together Clark. You’ve got work to do.
The team was busy with shoot around when she heard her. “Caitlin!”
She broke into a run and flung herself into Kate’s arms, who picked her up. “How are you, really?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine.”
Cameras were everywhere but she wished the hug could have lasted longer. Cameras had never made this awkward before. Now there was distance between them, two teams divided. It was all different and yet she wanted it to be the same. She reached around at the last second and smacked Kate’s ass playfully as she tried to slink away in just her socks.
She didn’t even put shoes on.
The game was fun. Facing Kate was just as much fun as she thought it would be. Checking in together was something different and special. Watching Kate second guess herself, knowing Caitlin too well, and then, staring her down as she took the ball back across the court. It was fun, the fire of those games with Iowa, and those damn eyes. She knew she was grinning from ear to ear. She couldn’t help it. This girl knows her better than anyone else, no amount of tape-watching would give anyone else the advantages they had against each other.
They lost. Of course, they lost, her team was still out of sink, but seeing her coaches and Kate… it made the loss easier. Even as her phone blew up with messages in the hallway, she looked at Kate. Kate closed the distance between them and hugged her, and she whispered four words in Kate’s ear. They were quick, and had left her mouth before she thought them through. Kate pulled away and nodded. She bounced back to the Aces' locker room, ponytail flapping behind her.
Caitlin had come back to her hotel room and showered again, trying to shake off the feeling in her stomach. She threw on clothes without really thinking what they were and slid her feet into her slides. She frantically brushed her still-wet hair and stared at herself in the mirror in the bathroom before getting annoyed and walking back out. She paced back and forth across the room. RIP the people in the room below me. She looked at her phone and then at the door. I should just go to the lobby. Why did I do this? Why am I like this?
Her lock screen still flashed with Kate’s simple message. OMW
She heard the quietest knock… and her feet flew to the door. She opened it to Kate, in sweats and an Iowa t-shirt.
“How’d you get past security?” She half chuckled, looking down the hallway.
“Girl, I’m on the list.” It rolled off her tongue with such ease and comfort as she stood with one hand holding the top of the doorframe. Her cocky coolness was driving Caitlin crazy.
“Oh, right… come in… hang out for a bit.” She turned her back to head back into the room, “I miss you.” She thought she said it quietly.
“Hey, babe…” Kate reached for her hand to turn her around. “I miss you too.”
Blue eyes. Steel blue eyes stared into her soul. “And I know you don’t just want to hang out. I know you better than that.” Fingers met her chin, further locking their gazes.
“It’s just been…”
“I know.”
“And I’m just so fucking tired.”
“I know.”
“Just let me play fucking ball! For fucks sake.”
“Tell me.” It was almost a plead.
She turned away and punched the bed. Hard. “FUCK!”
“Okay, no.” Hands grabbed her wrists and made her lock eyes again. Blue eyes stared deeply.
Caitlin heard breath hitch, was that me? It must have been, the lips across from hers were still. Plump but still and only slightly parted. Steady breaths in front of her, the urge to grab her own collar and pull, or dry her hands eased as her breaths matched Kate’s.
“I know, I’m sorry I’m not here to be your enforcer anymore. But if they’re not protecting you…” Kate let go of her hands and took a step back.
“Of course they’re not! Nobody gets it! I’m the new fascination. I’m the poster child for the entire league. I didn’t ask for this! I just want to play.”
“You didn’t ask, but you’re doing a damn good job keeping yourself together out there. Fuck them. They’re going to push whatever narrative they want for their next paycheck. It fucking sucks that you’re the next victim, but you know how to handle this. You’ve had the training.”
“All the training, all the bullshit, it’s fucking exhausting and all I want is my best friend…” Caitlin heard the way her own voice trailed off.
“I’m just your best friend now?” Kate’s voice got a little darker.
“Out there?”
Kate looked exasperated, “No, not out there. In here. Right here, right now.” She pointed directly in front of her.
“Kate, what do you want to hear?”
Kate closed the distance between them but kept her hands to herself. Steel blue eyes were searching hers for answers, left, right, swirling…
“You know exactly what I want to hear. I want to hear what you want, you just need to say it.”
Caitlin’s hands flew up to her sides as she tried to break the eye contact, but she was met with strong hands grounding her on her shoulders. “Kate…”
“Say… it” It was nearly a growl.
Caitlin stared back at her, “You! I want you and only you and I want you now. Drown the noise. Please.”
Kate searched her eyes for another moment, reading her like a book, before strong hands found Caitlin’s face and their lips met in a hard kiss. Not a punishing kiss, but something filled with heat, tongues meeting and pulling the breath out of Caitlin’s chest. Hands moved to scoop Caitlin’s legs from under her, but she was expecting it. The toss back onto the king-size bed, however, was a little less expected.
“You never keep your tongue where it should be… your concentration face… your little shot victory dance…” Kate crawled up the bed towards her. “Even now…”
Caitlin realized she had her tongue peaking out above her lower lip, and seeing Kate coming towards her… her bottom lip found its way into her teeth. Another kiss as fingers grazed the bottom of her shirt. She broke away from the kiss, but Kate’s lips found other spots. Her weak spots behind her ear and at her jaw bone, teeth were grazing as her brain still raced. “God I really fucking missed you.”
“And I missed you.” It was between nips and tugs at the hem of her shirt still. Caitlin sat up just enough for Kate to help her say goodbye to it. The black sports bra underneath followed the shirt to the floor.
A hand met Kate’s shirt and twisted the fabric. “Kate, make it fair. This has to go.”
A smile spread ear to ear. “Happy to oblige.” Off came the Iowa shirt and her white sports bra. Caitlin moaned seeing the fruit of the loom waistband of Kate’s boxer briefs sticking out of her sweatpants. Slides hit the floor from Caitlin’s feet and were quickly met with Kate’s Nikes.
Fingertips traced Kate’s chest, as lips and teeth worked their way down Caitlin’s neck, each finding their way to nipples. Fingers pinched and twisted slightly and lips and teeth tugged. Caitlin’s back arched as she let out another moan, being matched with a nearly feral growl from Kate. Nails scratched down Kate’s back, leaving light marks even though they were short.
Kate pulled Caitlin’s sweatpants off down her legs in one swift motion. She nearly snorted at her girl. “Really? Commando, but a sports bra…” her eyebrows raised high as she winked at C.
“Well…”
“No, don’t explain. Just say my name.” Kate dove down and settled herself comfortably. She’d be here awhile.
Folds were parted and her tongue found a very swollen clit still slightly hidden taking a long slow lick. Caitlin’s hips bucked up as she moaned Kate’s name. Kate took her time, making her wriggle and nearly squeal, and watched Caitlin’s hands furiously grip the sheets. With her mouth full there wasn’t much to say, but watching C, hearing her, feeling her, it spurred her on. One finger slid in and hooked was quickly changed to two. Two became three and Caitlin was nearly screaming. “Shh, if you’re not careful, security will be here to check on you. You gotta keep quiet baby.”
Caitlin’s head was spinning and she had no idea which way was up let alone the conscience to realize how loud she was being. Suddenly everything stopped and there were three fingers in her mouth, tasting herself and she was silent. She was powerless looking into steel blue eyes again.
Kate had worked her way back up. “Seriously, you need to keep it down or we’ll get a noise complaint!” She waited for Caitlin to register her words. Her fingers wiggled and felt Caitlin’s tongue moving to separate them. “Greedy… and that tongue is going to get you in trouble.” She pulled her fingers free.
Caitlin scrambled up onto her elbows, “Trouble? Oh please… like you’re going to punish me…”
“I wouldn’t put anything past me tonight…” Kate’s hand tapped lightly between her legs making her jolt from the zap on her clit. “I really fucking missed you.”
“More like you missed really fucking me.”
“Shut your mouth and take it.” Three fingers sank back in deep as she caught Caitlin’s bottom lip in her teeth before she settled back down, pressing her other hand on smooth abs to get her lying flat.
“Fuuuuuck,” it was more a moan than it was a word as Caitlin’s head hit the pillows again. Three fingers and a smart mouth made quick work as Caitlin thrashed underneath Kate. One hand covering her mouth and the other gripping Kate’s hair, fingers interlaced in strands making a mess of her ponytail. Kate didn’t care, it made her want the end result faster. Her tongue got faster and Caitlin’s moan got higher. There was no time to say anything, she simply moaned too as muscles clenched around her fingers and warm wet hit her mouth.
After a few minutes, “Now that was fucking hot.”
Caitlin’s hands pulled Kate up to meet her mouth and kissed her hard. She tasted herself on Kate’s tongue and was lost again, throwing her head back and letting Kate get a nip at her neck. Her leg wrapped around Kate’s hips and with a quick twist and flip had Kate on her back, staring down into blue eyes again. Kate’s breath hitched and she moaned as Caitlin’s hips pressed down against hers. “Can I make you feel good?”
“Return the favor? How about you crawl your way up here and take a seat.” She winked up at her girl and stuck her tongue out. “I’m still not convinced I’ve taught you enough to do with that tongue.”
Caitlin teased her right back, letting hers stick all the way out and curling just the tip with precision. “I think I know a thing or two.”
“Yeah, but you’re still thinking… you need another.” Kate’s hand tugged at the folds behind Caitlin’s knees as she sat straddling her. “Get your ass up here.”
“I’m too sensitive still!”
“Aw poor baby.” Kate’s expression got a little darker as her fingers traced their way up Caitlin’s legs.
“Don’t you dare.” Caitlin tried to capture wandering hands with her own, attempting to pin them back down to the bed.
“Too soft and sensitive to ride my face. Such a softee, if they only knew what a pillow princess you actually are.”
Caitlin growled at her girl leaning in close to her face again, wrists still pinned down underneath her hands. Kate’s hair was somehow splayed beautifully around her on the pillow framing her face. “I should make you squeal for even suggesting such a thing.”
“Oh please, you’re gonna climb up here one way or another. Whether it be my insistence or your desperation.”
“Oh, I’m desperate now!” The scoff was full of sarcasm and her eyes rolled before she stared back down at Kate.
“Baby, you can be whatever you want, but what I want is that cunt on my face.” Kate smirked up at her, knowing full well what she was doing to her girl. She waited a half a second and for good measure added, “now.”
“Fuck, Kate.” Caitlin started to shift her way up the bed.
“Nooo that’s later. You can do that later.” Kate’s hands slid under C’s thighs and pulled her up.
Caitlin rolled her eyes and gripped what little headboard there was as she sat down gently. She bucked up high as Kate’s tongue came back to her clit and almost winced, but Kate’s hands gripped her waist and pulled her back down hard. The sensitivity gave way to pleasure and she was grinding before she knew any better. Kate’s hands gripped nothing but pure muscle behind her view, short nails still finding their way to sting a bit and Kate groaned with her mouth full, sending C’s head back as she arched into her. This one wouldn’t take long…
When Caitlin’s chest had broken out in a flush and her whole body had broken into a full sweat as she shook above her, only then did Kate let her fold herself forward. She tucked her face into Kate’s neck and breathed deep.
Kate’s fingers danced along her cooling body, sending shocks and tingles up her spine, “Feeling better, baby?”
Kate could feel nodding against her neck and sighed deeply. She could just lay this way all night.
Then fingers slowly crept to the tight waistband peaking above Kate’s sweatpants. “Fuck, you still want to?”
The response she received was a nip on her earlobe and a growl in her ear and Kate slid her heels up to lift her ass off the bed. Caitlin’s long fingers pulled both waistbands down slowly, noting how hot Kate’s skin was underneath. The pants found their way to the floor and before she came back up, Caitlin scooped Kate’s Iowa T-shirt up from the floor. She pulled it on and then stole the hair tie out of Kate's hair, using it to pull her own hair out of her way while she stared at Kate's naked body. She couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight in front of her.
“You’d better get busy and stop staring at me…” Kate winked cutely at her, but her hips bucked up in anticipation of finding long fingers waiting.
Caitlin bit her lip thoughtfully, debating whether to make her squirm more or not, but before she had decided a strong hand had a fistful of hair and pulled her down. Caitlin took a deep breath of her girl and sighed. "Too much attention on me and not enough on you." Hungry, heavy eyes met blue through lashes before Kate's head fell back to the pillows.
She was so wet Caitlin slid two fingers in easily, feeling Kate flex as she hooked them in, not as deeply as anyone would think. She knew Kate too well. Kate moved up the bed and pressed down into her at the same time. She let her fingers slide in and out, finding a smooth rhythm that Kate followed easily, rocking herself steadily against her.
When she finally leaned in it was only because a hand found its way to her hair again, Kate was frustrated and demanding what she wanted. It made Caitlin grin widely before she finally took a long slow, drawn-out lick that sent Kate moaning her name and begging for more. "More damn it. Stop holding back."
"Not too angry about the tongue now are you?" She only got a chuckle out before she was met with a mouthful of bucking hips. She stopped playing games and dedicated all her energy to making Kate scream. Kate's hand was still in her hair as she bucked and rode Caitlin's mouth and fingers, eyes shut tightly, mouth open with pants and moans the only things capable of escaping. With a third finger in, it didn't take much more before Kate fell apart.
Licking her fingers, Caitlin made her way back up next to Kate on the bed. "You staying here with me tonight?"
"Not moving anywhere, are you crazy?" Kate curled in around her and pulled the blankets over them, her voice heavy already with sleep. She sighed deeply as she snuffled in Caitlin's hair and pulled her backward close into her tightly.
"Even without your blankie?" Caitlin half snorted, but she was already half asleep herself.
if you're sick, you probs aren't gonna get the princess treatment from him, lol... like I think he will check on you, grab you stuff you need, give you a kiss on the forehead and leave you with a bunch of shit to watch but he does NOT want to get sick. not because he's scared of germs but he wants to give the best performance possible 🔪 he's not gonna let that fuck up his film, either.
expect lots of cuddles and sex when you're not sick anymore, though. ❤️
Sometimes I find myself rereading some of your Haikyuu Monsters AU fics and thinking it would be... interesting for the reader to have to deal with an entire team being some kind of mythological creature. The first team that comes to mind is Nekoma (obviously, it has nothing to do with favoritism, clearly not). But there's something more focused between them that I can't describe. It's as if they all see a path and they all agree to follow it. Aoba Johsai also gives me this impression, especially with Oikawa always saying exactly what his teammates need to hear. Oh, Karasuno also seems interesting in a monster AU. I totally support the "the more people the merrier" approach, because having to deal with one or two monsters is already difficult, an entire volleyball team... I just hope the poor victim has plenty of energy.
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i know i wrote a little blurb/drabble thing about inarizaki werewolves after scar tissue because that concept is just hot
but yes, at some point i intend on writing a poly monster fic for you heathens to devour <33
Reader who snagged both Alpha-17 AND Fordo is the luckiest, most protected woman alive.
I'm trying to figure out how this came to be, and the only thing I can think of is that Alpha and Fordo already had everything figured out when they went to the reader.
You look from Alpha, to Fordo, and then back again. Your mind races as you think of anything that you might have done to garner attention from both incredibly dangerous men that you're lucky enough to call friends, and your mind comes up blank.
So, hesitantly, you venture a question, "Can I help you both?"
"We've been talking." Alpha says curtly, as he folds his arms over his broad chest, "And we've learned that we're both in love with you."
What.
"And while we could have come to blows over this," Fordo continues in his quieter voice, "we decided to leave the choice to you."
"I'm not picking one of you!" You sputter.
Fordo nods as if he expected that very response. "Told you."
"Yeah, yeah." Alpha waves it off, "Second option, then. How do you feel about having both of us?"
And your mind goes completely blank, "I...uh...okay?"
The two men smile, and before you know it, you're being gently tugged down the hall to your quarters.
