HAIKYUU BOYS + FAVORITE SPOTS TO KISS
feat. bokuto kōtarō, oikawa tōru, iwaizumi hajime, miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurō, kageyama tobio
warnings. a lil bit suggestive <3 a lot suggestive in iwa's <3 don't mind me <3
BOKUTO loves to kiss the tip of your nose. it's quick—all soft laughter and shared breaths and the pads of his thumbs catching the balls of your cheeks. you can see his eyes flutter over your face, feel the heaviness of his gaze—and suddenly, his lips meet the top of your head, and side of your cheek, and then, finally, your nose. he mutters soft praises into your skin—a smile stretching across scorching flesh—and you join him in bubbling laughter before pulling him in to return the favor.
OIKAWA kisses your shoulder. it's a swirl in the dead of night and the spark of newborn mornings, lips meeting the planes of your skin as sheets pool at your hips. his arm snakes around your waist and you slide across the mattress—drinking in floral shampoos and the warmth of adjoining limbs. he starts just below your neck, and soft breaths spill across your back, each movement leaving goosebumps to swarm in his wake. he mumbles gentle words and soft whispers, the vibrato of his voice nearly swallowing you whole.
IWAIZUMI kisses your collar. it's for the reaction more than anything else—an obsession with the way your breath hilts and neck turns and the sputter of goosebumps that follow the brush of his teeth against your skin. his hand steadies your jaw, pressing calloused fingers into the warmth of your cheeks as the smile against your throat sparks flames beneath your skin. he leaves bubbling bruises in a mosaic of purples and blues, and when he pulls away, meeting your wide eyes and stunted breaths, his mind echos with a yearning for more.
ATSUMU kisses your palms. he fiddles with your fingers—hands dancing along the divots of your knuckles and the arches of your wrists—before he guides you towards his lips, leaving soft breaths to slip through your fingertips. he presses a kiss to your palm and every nerve in your body seems to shiver at the motion, pulling you further towards the allure of the stars that seem to dot his breath. it's a casual motion—one slipped into quiet conversation and comfortable silence—but a welcomed one nevertheless.
KUROO kisses your jaw. it's the freedom of it all—the grasp he has upon your skin and the idea of roaming any plane of flesh or curve of muscle he would like. your hands are in his hair and his fingers leave crescent marks upon your hips, his breath swallowing every pore marking his path. he kisses the arch of your neck and revels in the way you shiver—swallows the heat of sputtering breaths and burning skin. and when you pull away with flushed cheeks and wide eyes, he laughs, tugging you closer once again.
KAGEYAMA kisses your lips. it's simple, really—long fingers wrapped around the base of your neck and shared breaths twirling between staggered throats. he tugs at your bottom lip and nudges at your waist and, when the space between you grows to nothing more than tiny patches of exposed skin, you're consumed by the vibrato of empty lungs. he pulls away—swollen lips and warm cheeks on full display—and you laugh, leaving a smile to stretch across his features.
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