this is my favorite oikawa scene by far everyday im so grateful his voice actor decided to take the sassy twink route and voice him the way he does because the “yamete kureru” KILLS MEEEE I LITERALLY cannot stop saying it the way he does it’s TEWW GOOD
Oikawa as a midwife? he would totally be the type to tease and kid around with but also make sure you’re doing well. if you’re not eating properly or doing needed stretches he’d be all 😤😤😤 “i told you to stretch! now get up and let’s get you moving!” he’s also super sweet and listens to your worries and fears. if your husband isn’t picking up the slack, he’d give him a good kick and talking to. honestly, he’d be your best friend through your whole pregnancy. will also sneak u a treat once in a while hahaha
Hiello, hi, how r u, i hope you re doing well, are you drinking enough water?
for your mini even can i ask for Oikawa + Gym Locker Room + NSFW?
Have a great day and take caree
yaho, darling! 💕 i’m doing well ^w^ a little bit busy but i’m okay 🌸 and yup yup! drinking lots of water ^-^
i apologize for getting your requests to you a tad late 😔 hope you like it 😶 and you too! have a great day and take care! 💕💕
You should’ve known what your boyfriend, Tooru Oikawa, was up to when he ushered his teammates to go ahead of him to the victory party. Should’ve seen it coming when he insists you stay behind with him and check the twist in his wrist from that winning spike against the Japan team. It wasn’t until you were face down and ass up on the locker room bench, pussy split open by his cock, that you realized why he did those things. You moan out hotly as he slams his hips against yours; the loud smacks of skin against skin echoing in the locker room with your moans. “Bet that pretty mouth of yours is drooling for me… Just like how much your pussy is drooling all over my cock.” You hear him say and it’s true; your mouth is open and tongue hanging out while a tiny puddle of drool forms under you. And your pussy isn’t fairing better; trails of slick running down the inside of your thighs while coating Oikawa’s cock nicely so he can slide it in and out of you so good. But you can’t help it. He’s fucking you so good that it’s making your mind go fuzzy and you can’t control the noises he has you making. Your boyfriend gets you rolling your eyes back and curling your toes when he positions his hips so he can hit that delicious spot deep in you. But when Oikawa reaches down to rub you clit, you cry out and clench around him tightly,
“Like that huh, baby? Like the way I fuck you like this, right?”
Big thanks to @tsumtsumland for this fic and inspiring me. the one that started it all heheh
He’s half an hour late.
You sigh as you put your phone down after checking the time and go back to fixing your outfit for the umpteenth time. You’re a bit annoyed that your boyfriend for a year now, Tooru Oikawa, was late to pick you up. For your anniversary date no less! The two of you had made big plans for this day; spend some time at a space exhibition at the city museum then head over to that very fancy restaurant the both of you have been eyeing for a while. Honestly, you would have been pissed at how late he is, but he had texted you earlier to apologize for his tardiness. You picked up your phone again to check his last message to you:
Tooru: Gonna be late. Traffic is terrible. Sorry babe!
You: I hope you’re not texting while driving
Tooru: :P
You chuckle softly. He can be such a child at times. Yet a year ago, he had swept you off your feet. You can’t help but smile at the memory. How did he get about charming you into his life? Was it his smile? Or the way he had teased/flirted with you? Or maybe those soft vulnerable moments he let those close to him, like you, see?
The sound of a car horn honking jostles you out of memory lane. You’re scrambling even though you have been practically ready half an hour ago. You don’t have to check who is beeping their horn at your house from the side of the road. As you grab your things off your dresser, you check your reflection one last time before hurrying out of your room and out the door. You hurriedly make your way to the very nice and dark Mercedes car waiting for you. Tooru is grinning at you as you open the passenger side’s door and plop down in the cool leather seat. You take in his appearance; he’s got an immaculate white dress shirt clinging to him with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and black slacks over his long legs. His hair is perfect as ever and that stupid but loveable face yells that he took extra care with last night’s skincare routine. He has been looking forward to this date as much as you have.
“You’re late Shittykawa.” You huff at him with a pout but there’s no real heat to your words. He laughs as he starts to pull off the sidewalk once your door was closed.
“I told you, the traffic on the way was horrible. Horrible Y/N! You should’ve seen it!” he complains as you two take off; taking a quick glance at you, smile still on his face before focusing back on the road. You roll your eyes but a tender smile graces you lips as you two get into conversing about each other’s’ day and whatever topic comes by. Somewhere around the decision to cut the time at the exhibition a bit shorter than planned, Tooru had placed the hand closes to you on your thigh. Even through the fabric of your clothes, you can feel the slight warmth of his palm. You blush and whatever you had been saying starts to trail off. It’s not like he’s never done this before and you’ve done naughtier things in his car. But intimate gestures like this make you blush and a bit fidgety. You give him a side glance and he has the nerve to have this shit eating grin. And even though he’s not facing you he’s wiggling his eyebrows.
“What are you playing at, hmm?” you try to inquiry coolly but the blush on your face betrays you. He squeezes your thigh gently.
“What? I’m not doing anything~!” he whines, peeking at you with that smirk still in place. UGH this man sometimes! You don’t know if you want to kiss him or punch him.
“Keep your eyes on the road Tooru.” You warn as you place your own hand over his. You rub a thumb over the back of his hand and that makes him squeeze your thigh again.
“Baaaaaabe~” he mock-wails in his annoying high tone and you pinch his hand. He yelps and whimpers at how you’re being mean to him even on your anniversary. But he doesn’t remove his hand from where it rests.
That is until you get to the parking lot of the museum and he needs to grab the ticket from the machine. Once he grabs it though, instead of giving it to you to hold, he takes it by one of the corners between his lips and starts looking for an empty parking spot. Having something hanging from his mouth makes you focus on his lips and you can’t help but lick your own. You want to take it from him and place your lips there instead, but he looks so concentrated on looking for parking that you can’t help marvel at him for a bit. He doesn’t notice you staring at him and if he has, he hasn’t teased you about it yet. You watch him as he goes about, eyes scanning for any open spots; you really should be helping him at this moment but you’re so entranced. You watch as his eyes light up as he sees an opening and in the smoothest of moves, he places his hand behind the headrest of your seat to crane his body to look behind and starts to back up into the empty parking spot. You continue to stare at him; noticing the way his brow furrows in concentration and his eyes sharpen as he focuses. You don’t know why you’re getting hot and bothered by all this but you are. He just looks so handsome. You’re literally gawking at him as he reverses his car into a parking space. You want to kiss him. God you want to kiss him so bad.
Once the car is straightened out and is perfectly inside the parking spot, Tooru shifts the gear and turns to look at you. There’s a flash of surprise that crosses his face when he sees how intense you’re staring at him but it is quickly replaced with smugness as he smirks at you with the damn parking ticket still dangling from his lips. You pout and swipe it out of his mouth.
“Shittykawa.” Is all you retort, again there is no heat and he knows this. He chuckles lowly and leans over towards you. Your breath hitches and your eyes flutter close as he bridges the distance between the two of you in a deep kiss that is filled with all his love and affection for you. It makes you gasp and moan a tad but with this kiss, you can understand all the things he wants to say: I love you, thank you for staying with me, you make me incredibly happy, you’re everything to me. When you pull apart, the two of you are slightly gasping for air but he can’t help but rest his forehead to yours. The smirk on his lips has morphed into a smile of nothing but fondness and a similar one blooms on your own face.