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last updated (04/03/2021)

[lacheri]

14 with Er*n

Apparently tumblr also hates him

I went a little overboard with this one whoops

14. dry humping

content: dirty talk, exhibitionism, minors DNI

"Now, who let you out of the house looking like this, baby?"

"I did," you huffed, trying to separate yourself from between Eren and the cold wall on your back. His hands held your wrists in place, dipping his head to breathe into your ear.

"So you're the one who decided to dress like a little whore, huh?" his words sent shivers down your spine, gnawing at your pride deep within your chest. "Look how tiny that dress is, sweetheart. Can practically see everything."

The music in the distance thumped to the pace of your heart. You had just wanted to look nice, for yourself and for your boyfriend. Maybe the dress was just a tad bit short, but fuck, you had just wanted to feel confident out in the club with your man.

"I can wear whatever I please," you bit back, clenching your teeth as his hands left your wrists, snaking down to wrap around your thighs. His fingertips brushed against the crease of your ass, and with the advantage of his strength and statue, you were hauled upwards. Forced to wrap your legs around your boyfriend's hips, he pressed into you. You stumbled out a gasp of surprise, a flooding of desire pooling in your stomach.

Eren was so fucking hard.

"Feel that?" Eren's voice dipped lower in register, gently rolling his hips into you. "Feel how fucking hard I am for you? This is what happens when you wear 'whatever you please'. I'm fucking aching for you baby, want you so bad."

You couldn't formulate a response even if you tried. Eren was exceptionally talented at dirty talk, and you were a goner the second he opened his pretty little lips.

You took a glance around, the alley way you were currently in vacated. This in mind, you tugged your dressed up to the tops of your thighs, and pulled Eren in tighter. Your arms secured around his shoulders to steady yourself, his palms holding you up by your ass. His fingers mold and caress the fat, and he growls darkly in your ear.

"Fucking love your body, how you fit in my hands. So," he chuckles for a second, his voice coming across slow and inky. "Squishy. I love it, you're so soft, I love every single part of you. I love it when you moan in my ear, when your hips buck against me, your hands claw at my back. I love it when I look in the mirror the next day and see all the scratches up and down my back."

You whimper, "Eren."

"Close your eyes, baby," Eren licks your neck, quickening his rolls into your cunt. "Want you to cum thinking about me fucking you. Your little moans and cries, God you look so pretty when you cry. Begging me for more, more, more, and of course, I give you more. I give you anything you want. You're so tight, so wet, every single time. Makes me go crazy, trying to decide if I want to please you, or ruin you.

"And then I'll fuck you, nice and slow so I can hear you beg for me," your panties bunch directly in the center of your folds, his cock rubbing perfect strokes into your throbbing clit as you whine in pleasure. "Beg for me let you cum. Wish you could see yourself, your face screws all up, your eyes glaze over, and you squeeze the shit out of me--"

"Eren, please," you interrupt him, feeling the surge of your climax threatening to spill over from all his teasing. "Need you inside me, please."

"But I'm not done yet baby," he kisses right below your jaw, nails digging into your ass as he speeds up his thrusts. "Shouldn't have dressed like that and maybe I would've fucked you right here in this alley. Now, where was I?

"You try to milk my cum out of me, the way your pussy moves," Eren's breathing becomes labored as he approaches his own high, words sounding more desperate. "Fuck, baby, want you to cum thinking about me filling you up. I pump you so full of my load, fuck me, it's leaking out, spilling all over that pretty little pussy. I'm fucking myself right back in, making sure your cunt gets every fucking drop."

The sliding of his length on your clothed pussy timed to his words has you clutching desperately onto his shoulders. Your entire body vibrates, and he roughly catches your clit on his cocktip again, and you're lost in the euphoria of climax.

His hands guide your hips to hump you through your orgasm, and the words continue to spill from his lips, "Yeah that's right, fucking cum on my cock. Holy shit, you're gonna' make me cum, fuck baby you're soaking wet, fuck, fuck fuck--."

Growls leave his throat as his lips attach to your jaw, sliding you so close as his release spills all over your thighs and panties. You hold onto him for dear life, cunt retracting as you finish cumming around nothing.

You lean against each other for support, and Eren moves his head to kiss your lips gently.

"You're gonna' wear those panties the rest of the night, you understand me?" you nod, eyes still bleary from the weight of your orgasm. "When we get home, I'm gonna' do all those things I told you about."

LACHERI © 2021: all writing content belongs to LACHERI. I do not allow reposts or translations.

[ficsforeren]

You, Me and Your Stupid Man-Bun

Pairing: Eren Jaeger X Female Reader

Genre: College AU, Smut, Fluff, Humor

Word Count: 9K

Summary: Never thought you’d have a kink for a guy with long hair but when Eren Jaeger walks into your life with his leather jacket and ripped jeans on while sporting his stupidly sexy man-bun, you knew there was no way you could escape him.

Warnings: explicit sex, smoking, swearing

Inspired by this college!eren fanart.

You hate his man-bun.

You hate it. Despise it with all your heart. If he didn’t have that stupid man-bun, you wouldn’t have his face showing consistently in your mind, even at three in the morning when you should’ve been sleeping. If he didn’t look so hot sporting that stupid man-bun, you would’ve been able to actually focus on working on your final thesis, instead of doodling characters with the same hairstyle in almost every corner of your textbook. If he didn’t have his stupid man-bun, and his stunning green eyes, his perfectly aligned marble teeth, his subtle naughty smirk—the list could go on forever, honestly—you wouldn’t have fallen so hard for him.

How did this even start? Let’s take you to the beginning.

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[writteninkat]

Hey girl i have a request💓 i was thinking about Bakugouxfem!readerx(any girl you want) having a freaky threesome but katsuki only has eyes for fem!reader and doesn't care about the other girl (which has a fat crush on him) I would be happy to see what you make out of that idea also i couldn't come up with a bavkground story so maybe you can 🥰 PS i'm a biiiiig fan of your writing i love it💗

Threeway | Bakugou x Reader x Yui Kodai

w/c: 3.3k

a/n: after reading a kiri x reader series (i forgot the title 😭) i now have a new found hatred for yui kodai. this. this is yui kodai + naaawwwiiiieee :(( you're such a sweetheart thanks so much babe <3

warnings: threeway

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"Hah?" Katsuki's tone is laced with distastefulness at Kodai's confession. Being alone in the break room with the two of them, and having to stay quiet so you won't get caught accidentally eves dropping on the girl's confession to the blond pro.

"Bakugou-kun, I really like you and I have for a while now. You're always so handsome when doing hero work and...your body isn't something I can ignore as well." You rolled your eyes at her softened voice, probably trying to seem 'cute'.

"So what you're saying is, you want me to fuck you?" A splutter of embarrassed and bashful stutters leave her lips in an attempt to rebuff whatever Katsuki said. "I just- No I don't like you for your body only but also-"

"But you mentioned you thought I looked handsome and something about my body?" You can hear Katsuki's smirk in the tone of his voice making you scoff softly.

When Kodai doesn't answer, Katsuki breaks the ice. "Alright, tonight, you can show me what you got." Water gets stuck in your throat at Katsuki's willingness to do the girl but you can't choke or cough, so place a hand on your mouth, not wanting to be caught by either of them.

"But I have a condition." Katsuki pushes away the whiteboard which is shielding you from the both of them. It's the type that has wheels and now you're wishing you'd left the second you found out you weren't alone.

Katsuki grabs onto your arm, pulling you towards him. You stumble to his side, glaring at how rough he is. "We do it with her." He points at you and your eyes widen.

"Remember when I saved your cute ass back when we went on that raid?" You slowly nod your head, recalling how you would have lost your leg if Katsuki hadn't pulled you away from the explosion. "This is how you're gonna pay me."

"You're an asshole." You shoot him a deadpanned look to which he chuckles at. "This or I make you do something worse, princess. Your pick."

You definitely know what his sick mind is capable of thinking of to make your life a living hell. You know that if you decline this, what you 'owe' him will get worse and worse. "Fine." You sigh, rolling your eyes as you pull your arm away.

Katsuki smirks, "Right. Both of you ladies come over to my place later tonight at eight." He walks over to the door, opening it. "Don't be late." He sing-songs before leaving the both of you in the snack room.

"Hey Y/n?" Kodai calls, making you hum in question. You turn around at her, a friendly smile on your lips. "He's gonna be all over me tonight."

You blink at her, stunned in silance. Once, twice, thrice- "Kodai, this isn't some sort of competition." You chuckle, shaking your head. She glares at you, frown so deep you're afraid she might strain a face muscle or something. "For you it isn't, but I've liked Bakugou for years now. And after tonight, he will be going out with me."

Before you could say anything, she walks past you, hitting you with her shoulder right before exiting the room. Your jaw hangs as you look around the room, stupefied. "Wow." You say to yourself before throwing your paper cup in the small trash bin.

"And then she goes to tell me that Katsuki was going to be all over her tonight as if this were some competition!" You throw your hands up in the air as your friends- Izuku, Momo, Shoto and Eijirou all look at you with stunned expressions.

"Even if it were, I'd be doing the bare minimum cause this is how much I care." You press your index finger and thumb together to which Izuku narrows his eyes at to get a better view. "Uhhh- there's supposed to be a small space in between your fingers." He points out.

"I know. I'm just showing you how much I give a fuck about this bullshit." You say in the most nonchalant tone you could muster. Eijirou chuckles at you, finishing his coffee. "Then just don't go tonight." He shrugs his shoulder.

"You know I can't do that." You stress at the red head, "If I don't go tonight, Katsuki won't lay a finger on her and she'll be on my ass about it for god knows how long." You huff, crossing your arms together.

"I'll just get this over with as quickly as possible." You sigh, downing your cup of coffee before reaching into your pocket for the payment. "Oh, no need. I was the one who called you guys in for coffee, so it's my treat today." Momo waves her hands at you and you smile at her, giving her a kiss on her forehead as thanks.

"You're always such a babe, I appreciate it Mo." You proceed to give the guys fistbumps and high-fives before waving good bye.

"Hey let's go out for beer next time!" Eijirou yells. "Send the details to the group chat!" You yell back before hopping into your car.

The drive to Katsuki's penthouse was not far, he had his agency built near his own home for it to be easier for him during emergencies and the cafe you were just at with your friends were somewhere in between the home and the office.

You fix yourself up in the vanity mirror, applying a small amount of color on your lips and cheeks as well as spraying the smallest bit of perfume on your neck, wrist and pressing one last spray above your head.

You take your phone and car keys, stepping out of your vehicle as you lock your car. Your heels click and clack in Katsuki's private garage basement as you make your way towards the elevator.

You press on the button for Katsuki's floor, the elevator stopping in the ground floor. The doors slide open and you feel your mood depreciating at the sight of Kodai's face. Honestly, you were cool with her before. The both of you were civil with each other and there was no tension at all.

But she just had to open her mouth and suddenly declare you as her 'opponent' for tonight or whatever and now you can't mask your distaste for her. Not like you can, you've always had that problem towards people you didn't like. If you don't tell them how you feel about them, your face will.

The elevator ride is quiet but not awkward. The second it dings, indicating you both have reached Katsuki's floor, you immediately step out of the lift, the sound of your heels clacking on the marble floor echoing throughout the halls as you stop right in front of Katsuki's double doors.

You press the doorbell, hearing the sound of shuffling and padded footsteps from the other side of the black door. Kodai stands beside you, staring right at the door with uninterested eyes, also waiting for it to open.

Alas, the double doors swing open and your gaze falls on a bored-looking Katsuki wearing nothing but black sweatpants. "Ah, ladies." He smiles, motioning for the both of you to enter.

In the corner of your eye, you see the flushed look on Kodai's face and it takes everything inside you to not roll your eyes at her. The two of you take off your shoes, wearing the house slippers before walking deeper inside the penthouse.

The scent of caramel wafts through the air and you almost chuckle at how deep Kodai breathes in the scent. If someone didn't know any better about the blond's quirk, they would have thought Katsuki was baking a cake.

"Are you baking a cake? I smell caramel." Kodai smiles softly, tilting her head to the side. Ah, so she's the 'someone'.

Katsuki looks at her with a raised brow and an expression like she had just asked him if his ass fell off or something. He ignores her question, giving us a clean view of his muscled and scarred back as he walks towards the bedroom.

The both of you step inside the carpeted room. Dark gray carpets, white bedsheets, blankets and pillows, as well as orange curtains opened and pushed to the side to let the light in through the glass balcony door.

Katsuki stands beside the foot of his bed, crossing his arms together. "Strip." He orders and you drop your bag almost immediately, undoing your buttons without a second thought.

"Hold on, shouldn't we have something to drink first or-?" Kodai gets cut off by Katsuki stepping in front of her. "Isn't this what you wanted?" The blond asks, tilting his head to the side.

Kodai blinks at him a few times before nodding her head, fingers fumbling and overall doing a sloppy work of undoing the buttons of her blouse. You unzip your skirt, letting it drop to the ground as you looked at Katsuki in his eyes, watching as his gaze studies your half naked state.

The thought that you probably didn't even go home to prepare for this and wear that kind of underwear everyday has him hardening in his pants. Lace and white always looked good on you, and you knew it.

Katsuki sits on the foot of his bed, legs parted as he gives the both of you a lazy look. "Come." He beckons and your legs move without you having to command them. You position yourself in front of him, one leg standing on the ground as the other is folded with your knee on the soft mattress of the bed.

You cup his face softly, leaning in, pressing a kiss against his lips. Soft, warm, your lips fit just right together. You feel someone shuffle behind Katsuki, most probably Kodai, as you continue kissing the blond. Your tongue laps over his lower lip, and before you could, Katsuki's pushing his his tongue in your wet cavern, exploring it religiously.

You open your eyes, seeing Kodai with her lips on the blond's neck and shoulders as her hands felt him up; his shoulders, arms and torso. Katsuki's hands wrap loosely around your waist before you lower yourself in front of him.

You get on your knees, eyes still fixed up at him as you tease the waistline of his sweats. You pull on it, allowing it to snap back to his skin. "Stop being a fucking brat." Katsuki grits, grabbing onto your hair making you moan loudly. Your fingers hook onto the waistline of his pants and Katsuki lifts himself off the bed slightly to help you pull his pants down. His member springs up, finally free.

You bite your lip at its angry red head leaking of precum as you take his length in your hands. He feels warm and hard, your cunt clenches around nothing as you begin stroking his cock up and down.

Your eyes look back up at him, seeing his lips connected with Kodai's but his eyes still on you. You smirk at Kodai's sloppy kissing skills as you give the blond kitten licks on the tip of his member.

Katsuki groans into the kiss, gripping on Kodai's waist as he tightens his grip on your hair. You hum, pressing down for your lips to finally surround his cock. Your tonge presses against the underside of his member, feeling his tip press against the roof of your mouth making you angle your head a little bit to take in more of the blond's cock in your mouth.

You feel his tip press against the back of your throat as tears sting in the corners of your eyes. Your hand wraps around the rest of the length that you weren't able to take into your mouth as your hand fondles with his balls, giving them a soft massage.

"Shit, Y/n." Katsuki hisses, throwing his head back as he gives Kodai more space to press kisses and bites on his neck. You bob your head, allowing for your saliva to drip down the corners of your mouth, taking his member out of your mouth with a popping sound as you continue to pump it. You press kisses on the side of his member, licking from his balls up to the tip on the underside of his length.

"Fuck, fuck, Y/n." Katsuki pants, his hand now pushing your head down to take in more of him as you choke sround his hard member. He begins moving his hips as well, fucking your mouth and then pushing himself inside you so deep his hair teases at the tip of your nose. Tears fill the corners of your eyes as you let him release down your throat.

He pulls out, giving you air to breath as his chest rises and falls, panting at his high. "You're so hot Katsuki." Kodai moans against his neck, hand snaking down his abs and slowly making its way down his member but before she could do so, he's wrapping his hand sround her wrist, stopping her hand's movement.

"Bakugou. You call me Bakugou." His tone is deep, demanding, and cold. He flips her onto her front so her ass is facing him as he pulls her hands onto her back. "I'll fuck you so deep all you can think about will be my name." Katsuki mutters, pressing his fingers inside her mouth before taking them out and pressing two against her pussy.

"Arch your back a little more." Katsuki furrows his brows, using the hand he's holding Kodai's wrists with to push the middle part of her back even lower. Kodai complies, only being able to arch her back a little. Katsuki sighs, having to deal with it as he presses his fingers inside her wet cunt.

Kodai moans as his fingers violate her pussy, thrusting inside her as Katsuki scissors them to loosen her up. He turns to you, his eyes raking down your body as you have taken off your underwear and are currently playing with yourself.

"Be a good girl and fetch me the condoms." Katsuki nods his head at the bedside table and without any complaints, you walk over to the table, pulling out the dresser to take out the pack of condoms.

Katsuki takes it from your hand, ripping one right out as he rolls the rubber over and onto his hard member. He presses his tip against Kodai's entrance, teasing her a little bit before pushing his entire length inside her.

As Kodai moans loudly, Katsuki grunts, expression impervious as he starts thrusting inside her. In the middle of Kodai's loud rambling and moans, you press a kiss against the blond's cheek. "What's wrong? I thought you said you were okay with trying out a threeway?" You pout.

"I am, just didn't think I needed to think hard about who the third party was." Katsuki grunts, his thrusts identical and not giving out any sign of him nearing his high.

"Then how about..." You tease a hand down his chest, creating lazy circles. "We try it with Eijirou next time? Hmmm?" You smile, tilting your head to the side.

Katsuki blinks his gaze away from you, returning to Kodai's back as he rams inside her. "You try and tell shitty hair about it. Bet that idiot will agree immediately." He smirks.

"Shit I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum so hard Bakugou!" Kodai whines into the mattress as Katsuki quickens his pace, trying to find his high but before he could, Kodai's walls are clamping down on him and his face scrunches up in dissatisfaction.

As Kodai's body goes limp in front of him, Katsuki clicks his tongue and takes off the used condom. He presses you against the bed. "Fuck, I didn't get to prep you. Hold on-"

"Katsu, babe." You lead his hand onto your cunt, letting him feel just how wet and slippery you already are. "Just fuck me already." You breathe out, biting down onto your lip. Katsuki smirks, pressing a searing kiss on your lips, his tongue sloppily pressing against you.

You feel his cock slide in you, the moans slipping from his lips sounding like music to your ears. "Shit you feel so good baby." Katsuki hisses, his thrusts already growing uneven as your hot walls envelope his twitching cock.

He grips onto your waist, thrusting inside you relentlessly, already feeling his high coming. He fondles with your breasts, licking and sucking on them, stimulating you closer to your orgasm.

Your moans cloud his head as slapping skin fills the entire room. Your thighs shake on either side of the blond's body as his thrusts rip out an orgasm from within you. You moan loudly, clawing at his back as he buries his entire length inside you, holding you close to his body.

Your walls milk him, the feeling of his warm seed inside you has your toes curling and your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

The both of you ride out your highs, panting heavily as Katsuki peppers kisses against your neck and chest, whispering sweet nothings before slowly pulling out. You turn your head to the side, gaze on Kodai's fallen expression.

"The two of you-" She starts, taking Katsuki's attention as well. "Are you two dating?" She asks.

"I'm surprised you don't know that already. Thought you were the type to confess to men who are in relationships." Katsuki knits his brows together, pushing himself off of you. You move, breathing out loudly at the weird feeling of your boyfriend's slippery release inside of you.

"I- I had my suspicions but I didn't really think-" You cut her off, "Why don't you try to prove your suspicions if they're right or not before acting? Just a word of advice from the girl who you basically told you were going to steal her boyfriend from her." You shrug your shoulder, taking your robe from Katsuki's hand.

Kodai furrows her brows, feeling like an absolute idiot at how she didn't notice the multiple pictures of you and Katsuki all over the room. She clenches her jaw, "Still, the fact that Bakugou agreed to have sex with me proves that he likes m-"

"The fact that Katsuki agreed to have sex with you meant that the both of us wanted to try having a threeway." You smile at her, "And we didn't like it."

Kodai raises a brow. "We?" She repeates, looking over at Katsuki who blinks at her then nods. At his silence, she huffs, standing up. She quickly puts on her clothes, stomping out of the room before the sound of the door slamming makes you jump on your seat.

"Someone's mad she didn't get her happy ending." You pout at your boyfriend who chuckles, jokingly pushing you. He bends over, kneeling on the bed over you as he pushes you down to your back. He presses kisses all over your face, humming before pressing his lips on yours, kissing you deeply.

You reach over for your phone on your bedside table, unlocking it as you scroll through your contacts. You press on 'Kiri ^_^', allowing it to ring before pressing on the speaker button.

Katsuki turns his head to the side with a brow raised. "Yellow?" Eijirou's usual bubbly tone is heard from the speakers, making you smile. "Hey Eiji! Say, what are your feelings towards threeways?"

"Oh no, did it not go well with that one girl?"

Katsuki furrows his brows, "How does he know that?" He whispers to which you roll your eyes at. "It didn't really work but Katsuki and I think we did it with the wrong person. What do you think?"

"You two are assholes, I hope you know that."

"That doesn't answer our question though."

"Oh to hell with it, yeah, I'm down."

[semisgroupie]

The Gods Amongst Us

Greek God!Kyoutani Kentarou X F!Reader

Warnings: unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampies, daddy kink, sir kink, use of the word “cunny”, public sex, light choking, impact play (spanking), mention of death (only in retelling the story of Dionysus and his mother), alcohol consumption, cock warming, if I missed anything please let me know! ALL CHARACTERS ARE DEPICTED AS 21+ NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI

Word Count: 5.9k words

The Greek God Dionysus is the god of wine, winemaking, grape cultivation, fertility, ritual madness, theater, and religious ecstasy.

A/N: a huge huge thank you to @pressedlilacsandlilies for letting me join in on this collab. When I was in middle school I was obsessed with greek mythology so this is me letting my inner nerd out so it might get a little boring but I promise you it gets better! This is my contribution to the After Dark writing event collab, check out everyone else’s works there’s so many talented writers who participated!!

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I think Ushijima looks great with purple ♡

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[unfair-loves]

just. this.

literally cannot breathe.

[introloves]

Dilf Ushijima

dilf ushi who retired from volleyball but never really lost the muscle from it because he continues to work out regularly, only difference is there’s a layer of pudge over the muscle. dilf ushi who makes you cockwarm him while he’s bench pressing and/or watching volleyball games.

Just- Ushijima Wakatoshi and his big fat cock with a dad bod. My case is closed.

his hand stays wrapped around your waist for the entirety of the game- years into his prime, pro league career. he’s proud, huffing gently against your neck while you keep squirming despite stern reminders to keep still. your cunt leaking steadily around his throbbing cock, muscled thighs keeping you up, a perch against the softness, near overwhelming mass of his body against you.

“mm, toshi.” you whine, the need to bounce, to have him please shove his cock up inside you even more, growing more and more impatient with how focused he is on his game- watching himself make point after point, grumbling to himself how he could’ve made the shot, talking over your cries, only really paying attention the second he feels an overwhelming warmth coat his full and heavy balls. eyebrow quirking up at the sight of your form shaking, cumming from the lack of attention, of just having his cock seated inside you, so big and capable of bringing you to tears with just this.

he decides to give in to you, large veined hands coming down to your waist and pulling you up and off before beginning a merciless bounce of your shaking body, wondering how he got so lucky with having and using such a pretty cunt at all times for him.

[unfair-loves]

MMMMPHHH

[anime-nymph]

Bokuto x f!reader

a/n: This is my contribution to @tobios-housewife​ ’s 4k Femdom Collab! This is the first time I’ve written for femdom, so be gentle with me while I experiment pwease🦋💙 

Thank you to @semisgroupie​ @bunbyy​ @ssrated1volleyballplayer​ @meiansmistress​ for beta-reading for me, I appreciate you lovelies. (Anyone reading should definitely check out their accs)

Timeskip spoilers in the intro!

wc: 3.7k

Tags/tw: Mommy/ma'am, femdom, bondage, praise, oral (both receive), edging/orgasm denial, toys (wand, chastity cage, nipple clamps), “yellow” safeword usage, good/baby boy as pet name, dacryphilia, slight hurt/comfort

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[unfair-loves]

subby bokuto makes my puthy purr. god i wanna make him cry.

[alastarz]

haikyuu characters reacting to you leaning in to kiss them but turning away

characters: iwaizumi, bokuto, atsumu, matsukawa

warnings: suggestive!!!!

notes: this is my entire life goal right here

➟ iwaizumi hajime ♡

he looks at you with confusion when your hands press against his chest, pushing him further into the couch as you straddle his lap. “what’re you up to now, baby?” he sighs with a lazy grin. iwaizumi’s about to say something else when you lean in close, nose to nose, lips centimeters away, shutting him up immediately. his large hands immediately come to cup your ass, giving it a squeeze before sliding up to grip your waist, pulling you closer into his muscled body. “don’t tease,” he mumbles. suddenly, you sit up straight and get up to go to head to the bathroom. you feel his large hand wrap around your wrist pulling you back down between his legs. “where do you think you’re going, brat?”

➟ bokuto koutaro ♡

your head is resting on his chest as he lightly drags his fingers up and down your waist, eyes trained on the movie he put on. you turn to face him, hovering over his body. bokuto quirks a brow at your movement and repositions his hand so it’s still rubbing your skin lightly. “hm? baby?” you lean in slowly, eyes trained on his slightly pouty lips as bokuto’s hand squeezes your hip, finally understanding. his other hand comes to grip the back of your head, pulling you in as he closes his eyes. you stop inches away, bokuto’s breath hitting your lips and he opens his eyes in confusion. “b-baby? weren’t you gonna kiss me?” he pouts when you sit beside him and quickly grabs your waist to pull you back on top. “guess i’ll just show you how it’s done then.”

➟ miya atsumu ♡

“hi, baby i’m home!” he exclaims arms opening once he sets his bags down. you rush out the room to jump into his arms. “missed you all day,” he murmurs into your hair making you giggle. atsumu nuzzles your neck and swings you both side to side, hugging you tightly. you push at his chest and smile up at him, grabbing the back of his neck and slowly bringing his face closer and closer. “missed me too didn’t you princess?” you nod centimeters away as his face melts from a dopey smile to the serious focused one he always makes before kissing you. suddenly, you turn away heading to the kitchen. “wanna order dinner? maybe we can make so—” you’re being spun around and the next thing you feel is atsumu’s large warm arms wrapped around your waist and the feeling of being pressed against his hard chest as his soft lips mold against yours. he groans into the kiss, nipping at your lips, smiling against them when you wrap your arms around his neck. “there it is,” atsumu whispers hoarsely before placing a loud messy kiss on your lips.

➟ matsukawa issei ♡

he’s on the couch scrolling through his phone while the tv plays in the background. issei’s waiting for you to finish your work, knowing he can’t distract you until you’re done. you pad out into the hallway watching his large form relax on the couch, a bored expression on his face. you giggle making him look up, a smile breaking out onto his face. “hey, baby, you spyin’ on me?” he teases, spreading his legs for you to sit in between. “missed that pretty face.” you sit down on his lap, his hands immediately roaming your body, squeezing at your thighs. you place a hand on his broad shoulder, leaning in. his hand comes up to grip your jaw, eyes trained on your pretty lips. he pulls your hips down and as close as possible to him. “wanna taste?” he murmurs, lidded eyes glancing up at you and back down to your lips. “nope,” you say, plopping in the spot next to him and reaching for the remote to flip through the shows. his large hand wraps around your wrist, shoving you into the couch on your back. his large frame covers yours as his hand comes to lightly grip your throughly, fingers drawing circles into the column of your neck. “fuckin’ brat. you know better than to tease me,” he says quirking a brow, lips pulling into a smirk at your small whimpers. “k-kiss me, please, ‘m sorry,” you whisper, hand coming up to his waist. “love it when you beg,” issei groans against your lips before slipping his tongue in.

[unfair-loves]

ISSEI SAYING “Hey baby, you spyin’ on me?” IS GOING TO LIVE IN MY MIND UNTIL DEATH. IM IN LOVE WITH HIS GOOFY ASS.

[formallysaturnsorbits]

Fandom: Haikyuu, Warnings: Smut, Threesome, Mild Use of ‘Sir’. Word Count: 4.3k.

Summary: Iwaizumi is sure he can make you cum and Oikawa might just have to help.

'You're joking.' Iwaizumi's eyebrows are so high they're almost a part of his hair. 'Not even once?'

'Nope,' you shrug and take a swig of the gin in your hand. 'All of the guys I've slept with have... Missed the mark, let's say.'

'Shit,' he huffs.

'Shit indeed.'

Your feet are kicked off the side of the bed, body slumped back and kept upright by an elbow dug into the mattress. You're all a little drunk. Not enough to make bad decisions seem like good ones, but enough to make the edges of your vision blur and your stomach feel warm. 'Who's turn is it?'

'Iwa's...' Oikawa smirks over the lip of his glass. 'Truth or dare?' There's something in his eyes that looks like trouble.

Iwaizumi grits his teeth when he answers. 'Truth.'

'Well you're a bore,' Oikawa quips. He knocks back half of his glass and flicks up his eyebrows. '… Do you think you'd be able to make her cum?' A giggle bubbles up his throat and he presses his tongue to his teeth, grinning.

You almost choke on your drink.

'Really?' Iwaizumi bristles. He glances to you, offering an apologetic half-smile.

'Really.'

Shrugging, Iwaizumi speaks into his whiskey. 'Yeah.'

The bluntness of his answer causes a heat to swell in your core. It catches you off guard and forces your stomach to tighten, almost folding you in half as you press your thighs together and attempt to look inconspicuous.

'Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you over the sound of you pretending to be shy.' Oikawa's pushing his luck and he knows it, but that doesn't stop another playful giggle from trickling over his lips.

'I said: yes.'

Cocking his head triumphantly, Oikawa snickers. 'My turn.'

Iwaizumi rolls his eyes. 'Truth or dare?'

'Dare.'

You'd wondered how many drinks it would take for you to get bold enough to make a move on one of them. Now you knew the answer: Three.

'I dare you to kiss me.'

Iwaizumi's eyes widen as he shoots you a look that can only be described as disapproving.

'What? He's had literal fan-girls since high school, you can't expect me not to want to know if he'd worth all the hype,' you argue. Although Iwaizumi is evidently unconvinced, Oikawa's game. He's already abandoned his bean-bag on the other side of the room and sidled up beside you. Laying a hand on your thigh, he looks up at Iwaizumi through long-eyelashes and winks. 'Yeah... She wants to know if I'm worth the hype.' 'You're insufferable,' Iwaizumi grunts, folding his arms across his chest. Oikawa turns his attention to you. Lifting his free hand from the bed, he cups your cheek, thumb brushing over the plush bump of your bottom lip before he's leaning in. His breath smells like gin when his lips part to catch yours and you find out he tastes like it too when he slips his tongue into your mouth and gently drags it across your teeth. The kiss lasts for longer than you had expected it to. Not that you're complaining. Your tongues press together, until his finally manages to pin yours down and then, he's pulling away. You roll your lip between your teeth, thumb coming up to brush the faint stickiness of his saliva from your skin as your lungs readjust to breathing air and not Oikawa. 'Definitely lives up to the hype,' you mutter. 'That's not the half of it.' You swallow, hard, and make him chuckle. Occupied with resisting the urge to grab Oikawa and pull him back in for seconds, you fail to notice the silent conversation going on around you. Iwaizumi's shifted. His arse is still planted firmly against the wardrobe door he'd been leaning against, but his back is angled forward, forcing him into an awkward half-bow. Oikawa's hand is still on your thigh, although all of his attention is firmly planted on Iwaizumi. He wets his lips and cocks an eyebrow. Iwaizumi narrows his eyes in response. A smile itches the corner of Oikawa's lip and the conversation is over. 'It's your turn.' It's only when he addresses you directly that you manage to claw your way out of your daydream and quell the flames licking your stomach. You push aside the curiosity blooming in your chest. If a kiss had left you breathless, what the Hell would the rest do? 'Truth or dare?' Oikawa smiles. 'Oh.' You shake your head. 'Dare?' 'Atta girl.' Squeezing your thigh once, Oikawa doesn't even think before his mouth is twisting in to a smirk once more. 'Take your shirt off.'

'For fucks sake,' Iwaizumi growls, curling over himself a little more. He sucks in air over his teeth as his jaw clenches around nothing. Oikawa just laughs. 'Fuck it.' You're not sure if it's the alcohol making you so pliant, or the fact you've never felt so horny in your entire life, but before you can really comprehend what you're doing you've already tugged your t-shirt over your head. Oikawa whistles low. 'Hello there... Is it too late to dare you to take off your bra too?' You toss your head back, chest automatically lifting into the air, accentuating your assets. The lingering gaze of the two men makes your skin heat and prickle and only serves to bolster your confidence. 'Maybe next round,' you tease. Iwaizumi catches Oikawa's eye and glares. It feels like you're missing something. 'Don't be a dick,' Iwaizumi warns. Oikawa gives him a look that says 'you know better', before he asks the fated question: 'Truth or dare?' 'Truth.' 'Do you want to fuck -.' Iwaizumi's eyes almost bulge out of his head. 'Dude, fucking seriously?' 'I didn't even get to finish,' Oikawa pouts. 'You don't need to.' 'But, what if she wants to?' Oikawa's fingers dig into the flesh of your thigh when he asks the question and you sit up, eyes flickering between the two men. 'What if she wants to what?' You're half-sure they're talking about you, but the way Iwaizumi bites the inside of his mouth and refuses to meet your eye confirms it. 'Cum.' When Oikawa turns to look at you, he looks hungry. He arches an eyebrow. Lifting his hand, he slips his fingers under your chin. 'Because we could, you know...' His pupils have

blown out, iris' almost swallowed whole. 'Could what?' You know you're playing dumb, but the way Oikawa rakes his eyes over your lips and smiles rips every coherent thought from your head. Iwaizumi sighs. His head drops so he can pinch the bridge of his nose. 'He's asking if you want to fuck -.' He has to lick the dryness from his mouth before he continues. 'Both of us.' You almost gasp when you realise the reason he has been stood so awkwardly is because he's hard. His cock causes a notable bulge in his jeans. It strains against the denim, curving along his thigh where the material keeps it closely caged to his body. The prospect takes the air from your lungs. You're not sure how to feel. The idea of letting both of them fuck you summons a tangle of emotions in your chest, but before you can begin to sort through them, your cunt pulses letting you know where you stand. 'I've – we've... We may have talked about it before, about you and, uh, us...' Iwaizumi admits, a faint blush coating his cheeks. When he lifts his eyes to meet yours, he panics and mistaking your surprise for hesitance he backtracks. 'We can just forget he opened his mouth if you want -.' The answer is on your tongue before you realise it. 'No.' 'I bet she looks so pretty -.' Oikawa moves to kiss you. His lips hover centimetres from yours before Iwaizumi's voice stops him dead in his tracks. 'Don't be getting ahead of yourself.' There's a sharpness to his tone that makes your stomach tighten, but it's the way Oikawa obediently pauses and reels back that makes your lips part in shock. 'Yes...' His tongue digs into one of his back molars. '...Sir.' The dynamic in the room shifts making you squirm into the mattress and you're left wondering if they've done this before. Iwaizumi shivers. 'I like that.' Oikawa grins, a knowing glint echoing in his eye. 'I knew you would.' Pushing himself off of the wardrobe, Iwazumi approaches you cautiously. He slips a hand behind your neck and massages your jaw with his thumb. 'You sure you want this?' Anticipation creeps into your stomach and suddenly, you're positive you've never wanted anything more. You relax into Iwaizumi's palm, head rolling onto your shoulder as you let him hold the weight. 'Use your words...' Iwaizumi encourages. 'Yes...' 'Yes, what?' 'Sir?' You take Oikawa's lead and the title topples off of your tongue easier than you had expected it to. A sigh breeches Iwaizumi's lips and he swallows the saliva pooling in his mouth. 'Yeah... I definitely like that.' Reorienting his hand, he takes hold of your chin. His eyes soften in a way you've never seen before as he curls his fingers under your jaw and presses his thumb to your lips. Your mouth opens automatically, tongue darting out to lick a strip up the pad of his digit. His skin is clammy and tastes like salt and you wonder what the rest of him will taste like. 'Good girl...' He hums. The caution in his expression vanishes and then, he releases you. The absence of his touch makes you shiver, but before you have time to complain Oikawa is leaning over you and pressing another kiss into your mouth. The kiss is soft. His lips linger on yours for the briefest of moments before he pulls away. Using his weight to off-set your balance, he tips you backwards and comes down on an elbow besides your shoulder. Then, he's on you again. The third kiss is harder, but just as brief as the second. His lips abandon yours and instead find your jaw. 'Gonna make you feel good... 'Kay, gonna feel so fucking good.' The way he peppers your skin with his mouth is meticulous. He moves slowly, teasing your flesh with his teeth as he finds a spot below your ear that makes you gasp. You can feel him smile against you, feel the blunt fanning of his breath as he nips at the same spot. The next time his mouth graces your neck, it's a bite. His teeth sink into your flesh just enough to make your stomach tense lifting your shoulders off of the bed.

'Gentle,' Iwaizumi cautions. He's returned to his post in front of the wardrobe to watch. His chest hollows out when you crane your neck to look him in the eye and he's forced to reach down and adjust his cock in his jeans. Seeing you submit to Oikawa so eagerly has his blood surging.

'Jealous?' Oikawa mumbles against your throat, not bothering to lift his head and address Iwaizumi directly. 'Enjoying the view.' Iwaizumi's palming himself, his hand stuffed into the crotch of his jeans. Oikawa pulls back and sits up. He hooks a finger under the hem of your shorts and pulls gently. 'Can I take this off...' There's something about the way his voice cracks, exposing the soft desperation lingering in his throat that makes you move instantly. You're already tugging the material off of your legs before you can fully register his words. You throw the shorts and your underwear aside, your hands coming up to the cups of your bra. 'This too?' Oikawa nods. He bites his lip as he watches you reach around and unhook your bra. His cock jerks and forces his abdomen to tense as you dangle the material off the edge of the bed and expose yourself fully. Feeling suddenly self-conscious as you sit naked in front of two men who you had seen through both mid-term exams and twenty-first birthdays, you reach out for Oikawa. Whether you reach for him to cover you, or to press him close you're not sure.

He pauses only long enough to pull his own shirt over his head and then he's reaching for you too. When he lies you down this time, you can feel the bulge of his cock on the inside of your thigh and there's a zip of electricity that runs from your cunt to the nape of your neck when he rocks his hips into yours. Oikawa snickers, rolls his hips against you again and nips at your collarbone. His teeth find the soft flesh of your breast and he bites down with enough force that you're sure to bruise. Using the flat of his tongue, he soothes the sting, sucks a nipple into his mouth and before you know it, you're openly bucking into his cock. There's a heat pooling in your stomach and you press your thighs together in a vain attempt to stifle it. 'Sound so pretty,' he mumbles in-between licks that make your back arch. 'Always knew you'd sound so pretty.' Oikawa's mouth moves onto your other breast, paying it the same attention he had the first. Only this time, you feel his hand wonder. It skates down your side and breaches your cunt. The pad of his finger unceremoniously swipes at the wetness in-between your folds as he hisses at the feeling of your slick coating him. Even with just the tip of his finger idly ghosting over your clit, you can feel your cunt clench around nothing. A moan is dragged up your throat and you instinctively reach for his hair and take his brunette waves in a fist. Oikawa takes his hand back and lifts his eyes to yours, forcing you to watch as he slips his fingers into his mouth and sucks you from him. The air is stolen from both yours and Iwaizumi's lungs as you both echo the same soft curse: 'fuck.'

Your grip on his hair tightens as your lips part, a silent gasp turning stale on your tongue as Oikawa takes his fingers from his mouth with a pop and smirks. Then, he's squeezing the tendon at your wrist to force you from his hair and shuffling backwards. You're left bare and panting, splayed on the bed as he slips from his sweats. His underwear is next and your tongue darts out to ghost your lips at the sight of him, pale and leaking. Even his cock is pretty, which figures. Your chest heaves as you watch him take hold of himself and begin to work his shaft. Pre-cum drips from his tip and coats his fingers, causing a sheen on his skin as his eyes flicker up to meet yours. 'Like what you see?' There's a hint of insecurity to his voice, like he's actually asking rather than just teasing. You nod, mouth agape as a heat warms Oikawa's cheeks. Leaning back over you, he lines himself up with your cunt and you can feel the head of his cock push at your folds and spread you open for him. He's about to push into you and calm the aching in your cunt when a hand on his shoulder stops him. Both of you turn to Iwaizumi. You'd been so caught up in Oikawa's touch that you'd almost forgotten he was there. 'Go easy... Prep her first.' 'No...' The desperation in your voice catches you off guard. Your mouth waters at the idea of Oikawa slipping into you now, unstretched, your cunt straining to adjust to him as he splits you open. 'I can take it... I want, need you now Toru.' Iwaizumi puffs out his cheeks, his jaw straining as he digs his nails into the flesh of Oikawa's shoulder.

Taking that as permission enough, Oikawa rubs his tip against your folds and presses into you. Your cunt burns taking him whole, but you manage. Moaning, your hands come up to tangle in the bedsheets beside you as you feel the head of his cock press upwards and into your walls. You're already pulsing around him, your cunt greedily squeezing him as he pulls his hips back to readjust you. He kneels, pulling you up onto him by the waist until your forced to wrap your legs around him to avoid slipping off his lap. Then, he's fucking you.

'Fuck...' Oikawa's eyes flutter shut as he basks in how your cunt clings to him. 'So tight, so, fuck – 's too good, fuck...'

Each time his cock drags out of you, you can feel your eyes straining to roll back. A strangled whine leaves your body at the emptiness and you can see Oikawa smirk through half-lidded eyes as he sinks back into you. The mattress beside you dips as a now shirtless Iwaizumi clambers onto the bed. He slinks behind Oikawa, pressing the hard length of his cock against the other man's ass. His chest meets his back and you watch as Oikawa's body threatens to melt into him. Wrapping a hand around Oikawa's throat, Iwaizumi's fingertips dig into his skin as he turns his head to kiss him. He slips his tongue into his mouth and swipes at Oikawa's teeth. The sight of Iwazumi biting Oikawa's lower lip as your cunt is stuffed full of his cock almost sends you rabid, but you're not given a second to dwell on it as Oikawa rocks backwards and his cock slips out of your cunt. 'Remember who we're here for...' Iwaizumi whispers into Oikawa's mouth. His free hand slips down Oikawa and rests against the small of his back. With a little pressure he encourages his hips forward, causing him to sink back into you. Iwaizumi presses him deeper until the slight fluff of pubic hair at his groin brushes against your clit and causes the muscles in your thighs to twitch. Instinctively, you moan and bite down on your lip, basking in the rush of pleasure that seeps through your body and tightens the coil in your stomach. 'You like how he feels, huh?' Iwaizumi kisses Oikawa on the cheek. The hand at his back slips down further and squeezes his ass. His other hand falls to your hip. His touch is electric as he traces the contours of your stomach gliding towards your cunt. Thumb pressing to your clit, he rotates it causing you to clench and buck. There's a hunger in Iwaizumi's eyes as he picks up speed, circling your clit with a fervour that has your cunt practically gushing around Oikawa’s length. 'Asked you a question, pretty girl.' Your voice is weak and the words struggle to leave your throat as moan after moan is pulled from you. 'Ye – yes.' 'Yes, what?' 'Sir...' You moan. Pleased with your answer, Iwaizumi adds a slight pressure to your clit. The pressure combines with Oikawa's relentless thrusts leaving you seeing static, but his attention is gone from you. Instead, he twists his body to face Oikawa and sinks his teeth into his neck. He sucks and nips at the skin of his shoulder and chest until he reaches a nipple and flicks his tongue over it.

The sensation of Iwaizumi's mouth sucking at his nipple has Oikawa in overdrive. His body shudders, head rolling back on his shoulders as his rhythm falters. 'Shit... S'too, s'too good, gonna – fuck -' You can almost taste how close you are when he cums. The coil in your stomach is so tight it's physically painful, but before you can reach your peak you feel Oikawa's hips stutter. 'No... So close, fuck – Toru...' His warmth spreads in your stomach and he pulls out, causing some of his release to spill down your thighs. 'Good boy...' Iwaizumi smooths down Oikawa's hair, pecks his lips and then, promptly shifts him backwards. You're not allowed to become aware of what's going on until you feel a new, rougher grip on your waist. Iwaizumi twists you onto your front and hauls you up onto all fours. His whole body almost eclipses you as he leans over and presses his lips to your shoulder, growling into your ear. ''m going to fucking ruin you.' There's barely a beat before he's slipping from his jeans and forcing his cock into your cunt. He's considerably thicker than Oikawa and the new stretch is even more delicious than the last, but you have no idea what you're in for. Iwazumi doesn't take his time, doesn't slowly ease you onto him or roll his hips gently; he's an animal. He fucks you hard, hips snapping up and hitting you with enough force that you feel it in your stomach. Your cunt spasms, gushing over him as a series of profanities tumble from your mouth. Grunting, Iwaizumi pulls you up by the shoulders and keeps you flush to his chest with a hand wrapping around your

Throat. 'You know...' His voice comes out in harsh pants that fan your neck and cause your skin to prickle. 'I'm kind of glad Oikawa couldn't last...' There's a faint 'Hey!' from Oikawa that breaks the slapping of Iwaizumi's balls against your clit, but you can barely hear it over the sound of Iwaizumi's voice in your ear. '… Wanted to be the first one to make you cum.' He swallows and you can hear the spit pooled in his mouth slip down his throat. There's a part of you that wishes it was yours. Iwaizumi's hand falls to your clit, arm stretching over your hip to play with it. 'Want to feel you cum on my cock... Gonna make you...' The smell of sweat drifts from his skin as he exerts himself to rail into you. A droplet dives from his chest and hits your back, rolling down and over the round of your ass making you shiver. Your stomach stirs, making way for a sudden and unforgivable tightness that you don't immediately recognise as your undoing. Having recovered and cleaned himself up somewhat, Oikawa crawls onto the bed in-front of you. He kneels, hands slipping up your body from thigh to stomach. His fingertips brush against the soft peak of your breast and you all, but force your chest into his hands. Oikawa snickers, but gives you what you want. The gentle pressure of his fingers at your nipple has you keening. Your head rocks back, hitting Iwaizumi's shoulder before the rough hand at your throat tenses and pulls you back up. 'Look at him...' Iwaizumi's baring his teeth. 'Want him to see how pretty you look when you cum...' You do as your told and lock eyes with Oikawa, who sucks at his thumb before replacing it on your nipple and rubbing a slow circle. It's a struggle to keep your eyes on Oikawa, with the stimulation of both men sending you into overload, but you manage it. Just. There's a surge inside you as Oikawa re-wets his thumb and reaches out to squeeze your breast and everything inside of you tenses. You tremble, swell and freeze all at once as your orgasm practically tears you apart. 'Good girl... There you are... Fuck, can feel yo – so tight – fuck...' Iwaizumi's breath comes out in pants as broken sentences trickle from his mouth, but he doesn't stop. He fucks you through it. The fact your cunt is clenching so tightly around him he can barely move doesn't matter, the sheer strength of his thighs allows him to drag himself out and fuck back up into you as you clench around him. If your lungs hadn't of been empty, you'd scream, but the best you can manage is the incoherent babble that floods your mouth. 'Fuck.' Oikawa breathes. His lips are parted, eyes' shining as he watches you come undone on Iwaizumi's cock. His thrusts begin to grow sloppy. He releases your neck, hand falling to your hips as he chases his own release. Without the support, your head falls forward onto Oikawa's chest and the sound of him pulling Iwaizumi into a messy kiss over your shoulder fills your ears as a new warmth spreads through your insides. Iwaizumi tenses, his cock pulsing to fill you with everything he has despite both his and Oikawa's cum leaking out and back down his shaft. He's still spitting curses into Oikawa's mouth as he slides from you with a hiss. 'Shit... Fuckin -.' Oikawa pulls back. Twisting he throws himself to the mattress and tucks his arms behind his head. 'What he said,' he smirks. With neither of the men keeping you steady, you feel your knees struggle to hold your weight and wobble. You're sure to fall to your face until an arm wraps around your waist and a stickiness is pressed to your back. 'Steady there...' Iwaizumi's voice is lighter as he chuckles into your ear. He brings a hand to your jaw and encourages your lips to his. The kiss is nothing like how he fucks. It's delicate, longing. He swipes at your lower lip with his tongue, the tip curling slightly to slip into your mouth and you moan when he pulls away. 'Made you cum...' You chuckle. 'Sure did.' With the heat of the moment settling, you can feel the new fatigue swimming in your

muscles. You tip forward and Iwazumi lets you slip slowly from his arms until your wrapped up in Oikawa's and able to nestle against his chest. A second or so later, Iwaizumi shimmies into Oikawa's side and throws an arm around both of you. You're not sure who's legs belong to who as you lay over each other, skin touching skin as the sound of your pants fill the air. Oikawa giggles, breaking the lull and causing your head to bounce slightly on his chest. When you turn to him, digging your chin into a pec, there's trouble in his eyes again. 'I think it's my turn...' Iwazumi groans. You roll your eyes. 'Truth or dare?'

-> Masterlist

[unfair-loves]

Random Thought-..

NSFW (fem reader)

so like. issei matsukawa. i feel like us as a fandom kinda of just silently agreed he has a huge cock. i cant be the only one thinking....

he would take those- before and after pics of you two. like- a picture of his fat cock laying erect on your stomach while you’re both completely nude just to prove how much bigger he is than you.

then- a picture of him buried completely in your quivering cunt, the bulge in your lower tummy even making it into the picture.

THEN! AN AFTER AFTER PICTURE- god imagine his cum just leaking out of you. a part of him wants to push it back in, but a deeper, nastier side of him likes watching it seep out of your hole thats clenching around nothing.

basically i’m horny for issei matsukawa.

Asks/Requests: OPEN!

[444tsumu]

                       𖥻 MATSUKAWA, ISSEI !

title Not His Type

rating ★ ★ ☆ nsfw content

word count 4,800+

warnings timeskip!mattsun, yes i’m writing that he still practices w the s4, anyways explicit content, matsukawa calls you a bitch, spitting, rough sex, spanking, mattsun fucks you in his car, oral sex (f!reader giving), don’t be silly wrap your willy folks

author’s note thanks to @kansroji for forcing me encouraging me to write this self-indulgent mattsun fic, send her her flowers everyone bc this was just muah :*

summary Issei teaches you that the meaning behind the words ‘I hate you’ is a lot different from what you’re used to.

“God, do you ever shut the fuck up?”

“How could someone be such a bitch?”

“I don’t know Mattsun, you tell me.”

There are two things necessary to keep the world spinning on its axis: inertia, and the insatiable hatred between you and Issei Matsukawa.

No one quite knows where it came from. Maybe it was your lack of regard for his permanently disinterested personality, or maybe it was the insufferable habit you had of making a comment every time Matsukawa did as much as make a noise— whatever it was, it was a never ending cycle of pure repugnance.

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Why are you such an Angel?

awwwww shshshshshssh <33333

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Random Haikyuu Scenarios.

basically i take a character and a short prompt and write a small scenario off of the first idea(s) that come to mind when thinking about it. Example: Bokuto - football player.

requests for these^^ are open 24/7. please put a character and a short prompt in my ask box <3

Bokuto - Football Player

CW: sub!bokuto, dumbifiacation, degrading, breeding if you squint.

Football player Bokuto who wants nothing more than to be spoiled (or punished) after a game. Football player Bokuto who whines and whimpers when you tell him your fucking him borderline stupid. Football player Bokuto who gives in, letting you ‘take care’ of his large build. He could easily overpower you, but instead wants to be able to completely lose himself in the pleasure. Poor baby had to use his brain all night to score you that win. ;(

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please send me some asks, i have so much motivation to write but i also wanna start taking requests and stuff!!

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[ratzooki]

Kiri being a soft daddy, like imagine him being a big man when he's an adult then theres soft lil' you taken by him. 👉👈 we thirsty -M

WARNINGS : suggestive content, size difference.

Kirishima’s soft. That’s most likely the best description of him, his character. Despite the nature of his quirk, you’ve gathered that he’s undeniably wholesome and a ridiculously kind person. Going to school with the boy has done nothing except prove this to you.

He’s handsome, too. A good looking young man who takes his appearance seriously. I mean, bleaching and dyeing his hair red on a weekly basis? You’ve never seen that boy’s roots. Not even once. He’s dedicated and you can respect that. Kirishima’s pretty tall, not a towering figure, but his height matches his build. You can appreciate that.

But it’s been years since you’ve seen him. UA was a thing of the past, a mere page in the book of your life. You’re a professional hero now, so you’ve got no time to reflect on the past with your busy schedule eating up nearly all of your time.

So, on this rare weekend off, a direct blessing from whatever deity that exists, you take it easy. Maybe a trip to the store then absolutely nothing for the rest of the day.

You stroll into your nearest grocery store and make a beeline for the cold foods. Your gaze searches the shelf for a certain brand of yogurt when a woman, a Karen, rudely squeezes herself in front of you, shoving your cart back with it. You bite your tongue, after all, you’re a hero— on duty or not.

Politely, you pull yourself back along with the buggy, unknowingly stepping on something hard while your back collides with something even harder. It’s warm.

“Oh,” the voice is deep, grumbling from his chest, the light vibrations spreading across the back of your head, which is when you abruptly pull away and jerk forward in surprise.

“I’m so sorry!” You throw your palms up, bowing your head in apology, “I didn’t see you there.”

“Didn’t see me? That’s a first,” he laughs, and your eyes immediately shoot up at the somewhat familiar voice, locking eyes with his when you realize who it is.

“Kirishi— Red Riot..!”

He scoffs playfully, rubbing the back of his neck, “Please, we used to live together. Kirishima’s just fine.” You nod, aware of the way the Karen behind you clicks her tongue and struts off. But you don’t care, you can’t. Because you’re in the presence of an absolute giant, a mammoth of a man. Your eyes are glued to his adonis-like figure.

Your eyes rake over his impressive form, head to toe. He might have been average before, but now, he’s well above it. By far.

Kirishima’s thick, solid, looks like he can bench press a fucking car. From his biceps, his shoulders, his midsection, his thighs— holy shit, his thighs are bigger than your head. They must be? Your mind races, trying to take in every last detail when he laughs again.

It’s strange, he’s built like an absolute monster, but his laugh is like sunshine, as radiant as his smile. You snap out of it, “Oh, s-sorry. It’s just.. You’ve changed a lot!”

“I hope in a good way. Can say the same about you too.” The look he gives you has you fighting back a shiver, the glint in his eyes is oddly powerful, yet still gentle. Now you know the meaning of the phrase: “My pussy is confused.”

You clear your throat, feeling a rush of blood to your cheeks, “Y-Yeah, thanks.. So,” you take a step back, and his gaze drops to your feet with a smirk, “how tall are you now anyway? You’re huge, Kirishima.”

The corners of his lips meet his eyes again, “I’ve heard that one before.”

You gulp, he continues, “Last time I measured: six foot, four inches?” You gulp again.

“Wow! Yeah, you definitely have grown a lot!” You chuckle, albeit awkwardly when you realize just how hot it is. How can the cold foods aisle feel so hot. You’re sweating. Do you need to talk to the manager? Are you a fucking Karen?

“Mhm,” he hums, dragging it out as he closes the distance between you two, “you’re pretty much the same height, yeah?”

“Yeah..” You rub your arm, the height difference is painfully obvious to you.

Kirishima pouts, “Aw, don’t say it like that.” He folds his arms, and your eyes almost bulge at how beefy they look like that, sitting directly in your line of sight when he slowly leans forward, face an inch from yours,

“I really like the difference, actually.”

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poor oikawa. iwa loves godzilla more than u

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