Tsukishima Kei x F!Reader
Tsukishima Kei as part of my Haikyuu Boys reacting to your hand on their thigh…
Word Count: 2,165
Warnings: Playful degradation & praise, semi-public sex (bathroom).
Koganegawa was slurring his way through a story about the Sendai Frogs most recent game, hanging off Kyōtani who had a scowl on his face and was trying to push the big player off of him unsuccessfully (you don’t think he was trying his hardest, though) with you and a few others laughing at the sight before you. You snuggled into Kei’s side, his arms resting in the table, hands loosely cupped around his beer when you placed an innocent hand on his leant muscled upper thigh. You were Kei’s opposite when it came to affection, physical and emotional, but he put up with your need for touch because, in his words, “you annoy me the least out of everyone” - and that was a sense of pride and elation for you.
You were still laughing and focused on Koganegawa’s messy recount of the match, but Kei was focused on you, the red blush to your ears from your drink (lightweight), your small hand dwarfed by his size. Your hands close proximity to.... Without a word Tsukishima bolted upright and only you noticed, giving him a concerned look. Everyone else was either too drunk or too entranced by the humorous stories to care to notice the odd behavior. Tsukishima pulled you up and along with him, down around the bar and into the back hallway where the restrooms and door to a back alley was for smoking and garbage.
“K-Kei, where are we going? Is everything okay?” You were genuinely concerned thinking you did or said something wrong and he was upset, you heart was sinking a little, dejected like a scolded puppy. He pulled you along before pulling you into the men’s bathroom and locking the door behind you both. You were going to question what was going on before he towered over you, slender hands cupping your cheeks to force a hungry kiss. His mouth took over and you parted your lips with a soft sigh, letting him lead the exchange. Your head was spinning from the sudden U-turn of emotions, and the growing heat between your legs, Kei pushed you further against the wall, flattening your body between him and the cold tile. One of his knees pushed between your legs, and up against the increasing heat and wetness soaking through your thin lace panties. Kei finally broke the kiss, your ears blessed with the sound of his heavy panting, his forehead bent down and gently pressed against yours. Your eyes were closed shut but forced their way open when he grabbed your hand and placed it over the hardening bulge in his pants, growling under his breath.
“See what you do to me, annoying little brat?” He groans, your hand adding a bit of pressure like you knew he wanted, pressing into the bulge of his cock while your other hand fumbled with his belt, button, and zipper. You just gave a soft him and he grabbed your face between his hand, his pointer and thumb crushing your cheeks so you looked like a pouty fish. “You really wanted this, didn’t you? Knew how crazy it would make me with your hand that high up my leg,” he peppered soft kisses along your jaw and down to your neck, “practically jerking me off in front of my friends,” you opened your mouth to protest until you felt where he sunk his teeth down on the sensitive flesh of your shoulder, causing you to cry out before his large hand clamped down over your mouth. “I don’t want to hear anything else from you unless it’s to beg me to let you cum for being such a brat,” you nodded, even though teasing him wasn’t what you were doing tonight you knew better than to go against him when he was acting this way.
A hand on your shoulder told you to fall to your knees onto the dirty wood of the floor, and you did so without thinking. He had already gotten his pants the rest of the way off, letting them fall to below his knees and you lent up and placed your hands on his thighs, using only your mouth on him. You began with kitten locks to the tip, gathering the salty pre-cum before swirling your wet muscle around the head and along the underside, slurping along the length as his head fell back and soft throaty groans rose up from his chest. A shudder ran through your body, his sounds were your favorite, hearing him lose control and come undone in any way was an instant jolt to your whole body. You made your way back to the tip of his length, and engulfed as much of him as you could manage yourself given his slight girth and definite length over anyone else you’ve known. His hands came down to tangle in your hair, the grip was still gentle but enough to make your scalp tingle. You continued to bob along his cock, drool slipping out the corners of your mouth.
Without warning the grip Kei had on your head tightened and he pushed more of his length than you he ever taken further into your mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat in no time, a small gag causing you to whine, the vibrations only spurring him on as he forced you down on him, your nose coming in contact with the small, well-trimmed patch of golden hair at his pelvis. You were drilling and whimpering, you gag reflex triggering a few times while he held you down on him. You knew this game with him, to see how far he could really push you before you gave in. You had never played it with his whole cock down your throat, but you knew to try and breath as best as you could through your nose, and surprise the urge to gag as much as possible though every time you did it pulled a small groan from Tsukishima’s lips.
You were so close to tapping out on his thigh, your unspoken signal for “stop”, but he knew you would try to do your best for him past your own limits - and luckily he knew your limits well. He pulled you off his length, and you feel back on your butt sputtering and coughing with the rush of air coming back into your lungs. Kei laughed, and you looked up to find him smiling down at you.
“What a sloppy whore,” he praised, “I didn’t think you had it in you to last that long but you proved me wrong,” he pulled you to your weak feet and gently guided you to the wooden bench against one of the father walls of the bathroom, meant for setting personal belongings on. He sat down and lowered you onto his length without any prep. He knew you were soaked, and he was right. His cock slipped in without much resistance, and in this position he went in deeper than normal, creating an almost uncomfortable fullness as the head of his cock bumped into your cervix. You whined at the sensation as he guided your hips up and slammed you back down on him, his head leaning back against the tile wall as he used you like a warm, living sex toy. Pulling your body in whatever way suited him reaching his release. At the angle and roughness he was thrusting into you, the delicious ridges of his cock catching against your g-spot and had you seeing stars. Your silken walls were clamping down on him and you couldn’t stop the whine that left your mouth.
“K-Kei, please baby, please l-let me cum,” you pleaded, your hands balling the fabric of his shirt in your fists as you leant against him, “please Kei, please let me cum in your cock,” your begging turned into incoherent babbling as Kei sat up and moved your arms around his neck, standing up and allowing your legs to curl around his hips as he continued to thrust into you with the speed and strength only a damn athlete could. You were crying now, streams of tears pooling in your eyes and slipping down your flushed cheeks as Kei continued his assault on your sopping hole. The squelching sounds heating the tips of your ears in embarrassment but was drown out by your immediate need to cum. You were on the absolute edge as you heard his low voice whisper past the haze in your mind.
“C’mon you little brat, go ahead and cum for me,” he goaded and it took you no longer than him to finish that sentence than for your walls to clamp down on him and spasm around his cock as his hips stuttered in you, and with one final thrust into you you felt his hot white seed painting your insides and filling you up so well. He gave a few more thrust that had you writing in his grip and whining that it was “too much, m’too sensitive Kei,” but he just laughed and did it once more causing you to let out a Yelp before stilling inside you with a dark chuckle.
He gently sat you both down on the bench, your head resting on his shoulder as he rubbed his hands up and down your back. Your pussy was still giving off little spasms as he slowly lifted you off of him and seated you against the wall before standing up and righting himself. He pulled you to your feet, helping your wobbly legs keep balance as he helped straighten out your dress. He smirked as he helped you back into the thin lace panties you wore, knowing his cum was gonna be leaking out of you and this wouldn’t do much to stop it.
He pulled you into his side and before unlocking the door, pulled you under his arm and tight against his side, giving you a tender kiss on the temple before whispering, “thank you baby, you’re such a good girl for me.” Your cheeks flushed pink and he just laughed, keeping you close as he walked you both back to the group who didn’t seem to notice you two were gone. He had you right under his arm, his limb wrapped around you and resting on the table with a new beer back in his hand as you both sat on the bench, surrounded by laughter and feeling so wildly satisfied.
For now.
