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I LOVE BOTH OF YOUR SUGAWARA'S STORIES UGH I read you were gonna make that dynamic a series. I cant wait to see more of Elementary school teacher Sugawara and rich reader

OMG TYYY! I completely forgot abt this acc actually cuz I haven’t had much motivation to write at all these past few months, but I’ll try my best to write more!!!

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Sugawara koushi - Anniversary gift

Four years of relationship is a huge milestone, one you an Koushi decided to celebrate as comfortably as possible.

Sitting in your car, you aimlessly scrolled through instagram while waiting in front of the school. A knock on the windshield knocked you out of your trance, it was Koushi with that stupid grin on his face and another bouquet of flowers in his hands.

“Happy 4 years!” He beamed as he opened the car door. You shook your head with a low laugh,“You already gave me flowers this morning.”

Smiling, he kissed your cheek, “Im pretty sure you don’t mind.”

Instead of immediately driving home you stopped at the mall to shop a bit for dinner. Naturally, you two got a bit carried away and ended up shopping for more than just dinner.

“Wouldn’t Samie look adorable in this?” You held up a strawberry cat costume. He frowned and pointed behind you, “The pickle one is better.”

A glance at what he was referring to wasn’t necessary, “Dressing him up as a pickle would just look weird.”

“Hater.” He mumbled with a slight pout, turning back to the cat toys. “a strawberry’s just as weird...”

After the pet shop, boba tea, Victoria secret (his Idea) and a few more stores too many, you finally drove home and made dinner.

It wasn’t much teamwork.

Koshi was doing the actual cooking while you chopped vegetables and ‘looked pretty for motivation’ (his words).

It’s not like you can’t help, he just doesn’t want you intercepting his ‘flow state’, which wasn’t that much of a flow state really. Every five minutes he was by your side, judging your chopping skills, or talking like he didn’t have a steak almost burning on the stove.

A complete Idiot.

But only for you.

The dinner was sweet and romantic, set on your coffee table right next to the big floor to seeling window in your living room. The traffic lights lit the space along with the few candles you set up.

The food tasted amazing, the atmosphere just right and nothing could ruin the evening for you.

After finishing the food and talking a bit you slipped out an envelope, “I know you said you don’t want anything but… you know I don’t do that.”

“What could this possibly be?” He raised a sceptical eyebrow while taking a sip of his whine.

There really wasn’t anything you could gift him anymore. After four years you’ve basically bought anything he so much as glanced at, even if he told you multiple times that he doesn’t need gifts.

So he doesn’t have anything he wants. He’s beyond content with the things he already has.

“This better not be another overpriced giftcard, I have enough alrea-“ His warning got cut short as he pulled out the contents of the envelope.

plane tickets.

And not just any, to brazil specifically.

“No you didn’t,” Sugawaras voice cracked quietly,

You had a big smile on your face, “Surpriseeee!”

unwanted tears prickled his vision, that he wiped of frantically.

“Don’t fuck with me right now” he chocked out flipping the tickets like he expected a bible verse to pop up behind them.

You let out a soft laugh and took his free hand that was attempting to cover his teary eyes. “I know it’s a lot but I saw how bad you wanted to watch Hinata play in the finals and I just couldn’t-”

Before you could finish that sentence you were tackled to the ground in a bear hug. Koushi was quietly sniffling into your neck, silently saying the thousand things he wanted to say.

You laid there for a while, soothing him, telling him he deserved it while he cried like a baby. It was quite the sight to see considering that he’s usually the one comforting in these situations, but he’s only human too.

Quiet tears turned into endless thank yous, which turned into little pecks, sucks, roaming hands and stripped clothes.

This wasn’t enough to pay back what you had given him. Suga knew that best. But in that moment he didn’t know better than to worship you from top to bottom.

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part 1

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Kuroo tetsurou — Biology tutor

Kuroo being the biggest nerd on earth was quite the shocker to you when you first transferred to Nekoma. He looked more like he would leave you with a baby than actually study. But that stayed an after thought unti—

“You’re going to need tutoring.” Your eyes basically shot out of your skull after she said that.

A short scoff escaped your lips. “Tutoring? Hell no.”

Mrs.Kim, your biology teacher, raised an eyebrow. “Im not having you fail this class. Monday you’re starting tutoring in the library with Kuroo after school.”

“This has to be optional right?” Your question was answered with a blank stare. Oh brother.

-

Tutoring was, eh.

Your tutor tho? You’d 100% let him hit if he asked nicely. Only downside was that he seemed mad shy, like barely holding eye contact and being awkward throughout the whole session.

It was cute tho.

The more sessions you had, the more comfortable he got. Still awkward but less than before. He’s even started dropping jokes and teasing you a bit.

There obviously was some tension between you two, but nobody dared to act on it.

One session, Kuroo send you off to get a specific book from the biology section while looking over your last exam.

The biology books were stored at the very back of the library, in a secluded and tight space. The book you were looking for was on one of the top shelves.

“Shit...” You mumbled annoyed while standing on your tippy toes to reach the book. After a bit of helpless stretching, you felt someone reach over your head and grab it.

“You know they have latters here.” Kuroo mumbled right into your ear. He was dangerously close, bodyheat engulfing with yours. “Uh- yeah ofc I did.” You gulped, not turning around just yet. He wasn’t moving back either, hand still gripping the book on the top shelf, trapping you between the books and him.

You turned to face him and your breath hitched when your noses almost touched. He just stared, not backing up. A few seconds in he finally said something.

A long sigh. “You’re really stupid you know.”

“Huh?” You frowned. “Your exam. Who doesn’t know what fucking glucose is?” He sneered.

“This can’t be your best attempt at flirting.” You blandly dismissed his comment and Kuroo just flushed up like a tomato, his hot guy persona immediately crumbling.

“I-Im not-” You cut him off with a wave. “Yeah yeah save it.” Without much fuss you grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down into a kiss.

It was sweet, at first.

Kuroo gained his confidence back fast and wrapped his arms around your waist. What was first a simple kiss quickly turned into a heated tongue battle. It got more and more heated, your back hit the shelves and your fingers traced his upper body while Kuroo was hesitant to hike up your skirt.

He pulled away “Uh- are you sure? I mean if that’s what you want it’s okay but we really don’t need to-“ You shushed him with a finger and tilted your head, “Don’t tell me you haven’t done this before.”

He just smirked. Smirked. “And what if that’s the case?” You groaned at his smugness, “just- whatever.” then pulled him back into another kiss.

One could say y’all reached a flow state in which inexperience could not be spotted.

You ended up with your skirt hiked up, hovering over Kuroos hard cock while he sat up against the bookshelves.

“And you’re really a virgin?”

“Yep.”

“And you’re okay with this?” You needed to confirm once again.

“Yes.”

“Do you at least kno-“ — “It’s fine. just put it in I’m starting to get impatient here.” He mumbled, eyes dark with desire.

You decided to shut up and get down on it.

He wasn’t even that big, but damn was he thick. When he pulled that rock out you where contemplating your choices, but there was no turning back now.

“Fuck…” Taking the tip alone made you whimper into his shoulder. You were taking him with no prep, wetness serving as your only lube and you where close to tears. He wasn’t any better, poor man was using every bit of strength to not cry from pleasure.

It was a chorus of whines, groans and moans when you finally bottomed out. Kuroo was biting his lip, staring under your skirt where you we’re intertwined. “Oh shit.” He muttered hoarsely when you started moving your hips.

The small biology corner was now filled with the sound of skin slapping and kiss muffled moans.

You started picking up pace on top of him, throwing your head pack in pleasure as thrusts back up into you. Kuroo shamelessly stared at your tits bouncing in the bra he wanted to see so desperately for weeks.

You knew he had a thing for boobs a while now, he’s not very sneaky when it comes down to it. You can’t count how many times you’ve caught him staring.

Yet you were here, making sure he got the best view.

“Ah- Kuroo I-!” You moaned as your legs slowly gave out, your orgasm crawling closer. “You’re doing good baby.” Kuroo groaned, kissing your neck and steadying you by grabbing your hips.

It didn’t take long long for you to cum with him fucking up into you so good and he followed suit, cuming deep inside of you.

You slumped limply onto his chest panting.

“You sure you’re really a virgin?” You lazily asked after a while of playing with his shirt.

He just chuckled and gently patted your ass, “Porn exists for a reason.”

You laughed and adjusted your position on his lap when it struck you: he just came inside you.

Kuroo might actually leave you with a baby and actually studies.

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This might be my favourite one guysss 😛 also sorry for the choppy smut, I’m not really the best at writing that typa stuff but we learning 🙏

really wanted to emphasise the fact that Kuroo has little to no game but makes up for it overtime

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Sugawara koushi — Devoted future househusband

Dating Koushi was like gaining a caring pair of arms after leaving your parents nest to set off into the lonely and hard work life.

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It was true that before you two got together, you weren’t living the healthiest lifestyle…

Overworked, underfucked, fucked up sleeping schedule because of work, not bothering to cook because of work and eating like shit because of work.

A good chunk of your time was drowned in work. But no matter how work swallowed you may have been, you never gave up on being the cool rich aunt.

And on a Friday pickup, you met him. Not just seeing him pass by but actually talking.

It was brief, just something you had to tell your sister about your nephew scratching some kid. But that was all the information you could register before your mind went blank.

That man was beautiful. So star striking you got too caught up daydreaming to hear the question he was asking.

“Uh— yeah, yeah I’ll tell her.” You awkwardly mumured some answer.

But the cute guy just chuckled softly. “Tell her your phone number?”

The embarrassment crept into your face. ‘Shit I answered without knowing the question.’

“Don’t worry, we just need it for future emergencies incase we can’t reach his parents.” He repeated with a smile.

You nodded your head and pulled out your phone to give him your number. “Right.”

‘Damn are all Elementary school teachers this hot?’

-

Ever since then he was always there on the Friday pickups and you talked more and more. At some point he made the first move and texted you, asking to go grab a coffee somewhere.

He was always like that, making the first move, having the balls. You had balls too ofc, but it was obvious he had more curage.

Now you live together and your routine completely changed.

You don’t do overtime as much anymore because Koshi didn’t like you driving late, and when you came home there is always dinner ready for you. He always made sure you eat well, even going as far as making lunch boxes for you in the morning. He cared for you deeply and took care of the things you would usually forget to do for yourself. Sleeping wasn’t a problem either since he would cuddle or fuck you to sleep if there was anything bothering you.

-

If there was a way to be an all rounder in a relationship Koshi is definitely one. He just naturally wears the pants and holds the pan. You felt like a spoiled princess with him, even in bed you felt like a complete pillow princess. He probably got off on it too. ‘That weirdo.’

It just flustered you how much you willingly submit into his caring nature, unable to resist the soft affection.

The only way you could really spoil him back was gifts and carrying the household financially. You always made sure to frequently get him well thought through gifts that he wouldn’t buy or craft himself to pay back his efforts. Your friends often teased you for acting like a sugar mommy but you shut that down quick. Still, there is some truth to it.

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Part 2

Small introduction for the Suga series im planning to do! I know this might be ooc but I just love this dynamic 😋

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Shouta Aizawa — Your coworker who’s a little too frisky with your pics

Shouta isn’t the type to be on social media a lot, he barely even replies to phone calls. But the secret instagram of a specific coworker was just too tempting not to check every now and then (Every hour). It most definitely wasn’t a appropriate account for the high position you had in your company. Thirstraps, photoshoots, life updates — all things he wouldn’t have gotten access to if Hizashi didn’t fumble with his stuff again. You see, Hizashi and you were very good friends, your average work wife and husband duo, ofc he had your private insta. So, the second he felt a 'spark' between you two he got to mingling.

Shouta was obsessed with your little thirst traps, It didn’t matter how rare or frequent, you mouthing off to some random song he didn’t even know was strangely intriguing. At work you were bland, if not with people you liked. He didn’t mind that, still found you nice, pretty. Seeing you so confident though? Those vacation pics, outfit checks and silly videos with your friends? He wouldn’t admit to a soul that he got off on it. It wasn’t even about looks, but the ability to be able to see such private content, probably only for friends and close family, drove him mad. He was seeing things he wasn’t supposed to and doing no good with it.

At first you didn’t even notice. It’s not like you stalk your follower count every damn day. But the increase of story views or post likes was strange since it was a private account? — whatever.

At work you got very aware of feeling watched every time you came out of your office, like someone was spying at you getting your coffee in the cafeteria. You never knew why or who though, so you brushed that off too and continued listening in on some daily company gossip as you sipped your coffee.

The gossip was the usual, dry, unexciting. Until one specific name popped up: “Did you hear? Aizawa-“ oh? That name made your ears sharpen. The fine company crush was obviously a daily topic already, but this had much more juice in it than usual.

“Apparently he has a girlfriend now! Someone found his instagram and he was following some girl! The account was private though so-“ Not that juicy after all. Sounds like straight out of a shitty High school musical. You just made a dissatisfied face and headed back to your office as the two women wailed on lost chances like insta followers are law.

Meanwhile Shouta was in his office, beating it to your newest post, a sleepy pick you took in the morning with a caption that said ‘looking like shit’ no, ‘feeling like shit’ ? whatever. He couldn’t remember and couldn’t reread since he was too busy busting all over his screen.

Before clocking out, you had to hand some finished documents over to Shouta so he could take a look at it before it went to the higher ups. It’s not the first time you’ve done this, just a simple in and out. (Your heart still got a little jumpy though)

Stepping into Mr. Aizawas office everything was fairly normal. The office was spacey, neutrally coloured and not personalised at all. But him in the middle of the room, behind that desk made it feel much more personal. His hair was tied back and the sleeves of his button up rolled up. Luckily he didn’t fumble with his tie, because if that was the case, your first words would be “can I please suck your dick?”

Despite all that you handed him the documents. He asked some questions and just as you turned to leave, you saw his phone screen facing up on the table. The first thing you see is a bikini picture of a woman, not just any woman — you. The one in the dark blue two piece that barely covered anything. The one you bought for that trip to spain specifically. The one you have not touched since that exact day.

What the fuck?