iwaizumi hajime x f!reader — fluff
cw: suggestive content, read at your own risk.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi is the type to never let you walk on the street-side of the sidewalk, but he doesn’t do it with some dramatic, sweeping gesture. he just quietly palms your waist, his thumb digging slightly into your hip through your shirt, and nudges you to the inside without breaking the flow of whatever story he’s telling you about his athletes.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi has hands that are always a little rough, calloused from years of gripping volleyballs and athletic tape, but he’s absurdly gentle when it comes to you. his favorite thing to do when you’re both unwinding on the couch is to drag the blunt tips of his fingers down the nape of your neck, tracing the edge of your collarbone until you’re practically melting into his chest.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi looks terrifyingly hot when he’s focused, especially now that he’s older, broader, and wears those fitted athletic polos for work. if you’re studying or working next to him, he’ll be staring intensely at his laptop screen, jaw tight, until he catches you looking. the way his expression immediately softens into this heavy-lidded, knowing smirk will absolutely ruin your ability to concentrate.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi isn’t a loud PDA person, but his possessiveness shows up in the quietest, highest-voltage ways. like how his hand always finds its way under your thigh when he’s driving, his fingers idly squeezing your skin right above your knee, or how he’ll pull you against him by your waistband in crowded spaces, his chin resting right on top of your head.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi is incredibly observant. he knows the exact temperature you like the shower, exactly how much milk to put in your morning coffee so it’s just the right shade of beige, and the precise moment your social battery dips. before you even have to say you want to leave a party, you’ll feel his large, warm hand slide down your spine, his lips brushing your ear as he mumbles, “let’s get you home, ‘kay?”
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi has a terrible habit of leaving his heavy, oversized hoodies at your place, and he fully expects you to wear them. but the real kicker is when you try to give them back, and he just pulls you into his lap, buries his face in the crook of your neck, and mutters that they smell way better on you anyway, his grip tightening around your waist so you can’t get up.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi is a teasing menace behind closed doors. he loves to push your buttons just to feel the flush creep up your neck. if you’re complaining about him being too distracting, he’ll just lean over you, trapping you against the kitchen counter with his forearms on either side of your hips, looking down at you with that lazy, confident gaze that says he knows exactly what he does to you.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi is your absolute biggest safe space. after a grueling day, there is nothing better than crawling into his bed and having him immediately haul you against his chest. he’ll wrap his thick arms and legs around you like a human weighted blanket, pressing slow, lingering kisses to the top of your head until all your stress completely evaporates.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi is so deceptively solid, and he knows exactly how much he outweighs you. when he’s feeling particularly impatient, he loves to casually hook a thick arm around your neck from behind, pulling your back flush against his broad chest in a lazy, dominant headlock. he’ll just hold you trapped there, his heavy bicep pressing right against your chin, flexing effortlessly every time you try to squirm away while he mumbles something entirely too hot in your ear.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi does this thing where he doesn’t ask you to move—he just moves you. if you’re in his way or if he just wants you closer, he’ll wrap his massive hands around your waist and physically lift your feet off the ground to set you exactly where he wants you. that casual, effortless manhandling is dangerous, especially when he deposits you right onto his lap or strands you on top of the kitchen counter so you’re at perfect eye level.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi has an absolute vice grip, a lovely byproduct of his years as a heavy-hitting wing spiker and trainer. when things get heated behind closed doors, he likes to pin both of your wrists above your head with just one of his hands. his fingers wrap completely around your bones, locking you down so easily that it makes your head spin. he’ll just look down at you, using his free hand to trace a line down your stomach, completely unbothered by how much you’re trembling underneath him.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi’s thighs and biceps are genuinely a public health hazard. he’s completely unbothered by using his weight to pin you to the mattress, straddling your hips so you can feel every single muscle in his legs locking you in place. if you try to push him off, your hands just end up gripping his tensed, solid biceps, which only makes him huff a dark, quiet laugh before he leans down to bite at your collarbone.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi gets incredibly needy in the dirtiest way after a long week of training. he won’t even wait for you to get to the bedroom; he’ll just crowd you against the nearest wall, his heavy thigh sliding right between yours to press up against you, making your breath hitch. he likes to slide his rough hands under your shirt, his calloused palms dragging harshly over your bare skin as he commands you to look at him while he ruins your makeup.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi loves the contrast of his rough, athletic hands against your soft skin, and he isn’t gentle about leaving his mark. he’ll wrap his hand firmly around the back of your neck, his thumb pressing into your jawline to force your mouth open for him. the way he handles you is so heavy and deliberate—he likes to leave deep, dark bruises right where your neck meets your shoulder, anchoring you to him while he takes his time pulling the most embarrassing, breathless noises out of you.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi is entirely too strong for his own good, and when he completely loses his patience with you, he shows you exactly how effortless it is for him to keep you right where he wants you. he’ll pull you onto his lap facing away from him, or crowd you from behind against the mattress, and lazily hook one thick, heavy bicep under your chin to lock your head back against his shoulder—keeping you completely pinned while he drives into you from behind.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi loves the view it gives him. with his arm locked securely around your neck, he can force your head back just enough to look down at your face, watching your eyes roll back and your mouth part as he hits every single spot. every time he drives home, his bicep flexes hard against your throat and collarbone, smothermuffling your breathless, high-pitched whines right into the crook of his neck while his other hand grips your hip so hard he’s going to leave bruises shaped like his fingers.
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi uses his athletic weight to completely overwhelm you. you’re trapped between his solid chest pressing into your spine and the unyielding restraint of his arm holding your head steady, making it impossible to escape the relentless, heavy rhythm he’s setting. when you try to arch away from the friction, he just tightens the headlock a fraction more, his voice dropping into a dark, gravelly command right against your ear: “don’t move, just take it. you’ll be good for me, won’t you?”
;; boyfriend!iwaizumi gets so dirty when he realizes how much his strength turns you on. he’ll intentionally tense his forearm right against your neck as he plows into you, letting you feel the full, hard ridge of his muscle cutting off your ability to do anything but swallow the moans of his name. by the time he finally lets you go, your head drops heavily to the pillows, completely spent and dazed from the sheer, breathless weight of how thoroughly he just took you apart.
n: i’m at an all you can eat asian restaurant, mmm
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