Breathless Bokuto

Breathless Bokuto

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Bokuto during half time in the locker room washing his face with cold water to wake himself up and he looks up to see you sitting on the bench smiling softly at him he walks over and lays down next to you his head laying on your thighs he was to tall to fit fully on the bench so his feet bend touching the floor on the end of the bench. He sighs “Sorry baby” You look down at him with question “for what?” He chuckled softly “You came wearing my jersey cheering on me and I can’t even score a point for you.” He looks utterly disappointed in himself. You stare down at him in under disbelief and then you have a idea you say “I have a way to cheer you up” 2 minutes later your underwear is ripped off and so if your bra the only thing left is his extra jersey he lent you, you are hovering over his face he says “stop hovering, sit.” As he clench’s your thigh with his hands pulling you down onto his mouth he uses one hand to squeeze your thigh the other in your shirt rubbing circles on your nipple. He laps his tongue back and fourth sucking on your clit, you squeeze your thighs around his head and it makes him go faster like a starved man, one he is. He loves that you can take his breath away, who needs breathing anyway not him all he wants to do in please you as you ride his face that’s his one duty to please you. His tongue runs laps in your flaps as your thighs squeeze around his hand and bench you moan “Kou- we uh.. have to go.. play time...” he just goes faster as you squeeze his head making him breathless Bokuto doesn’t give a fuck if he misses the rest of the game if that means he can stay on this position. Til there’s a knock on the locker room door Akashi’s voice rings through the locker room meshing in with Bokutos slurping noises “Bokuto, We have two minutes can I come in?” Bokuto takes his two hands and puts them under your thighs and lifted you up a bit he yells “one second.” He moves you from his face to his bulge in his pants he sits up and turns so he can stand up he picks you up before and he holds you up with one hand while ur legs wrap around him he gently lets you down and takes a deep breathe his mouth sloppy he likes the juices off his face and helps you get your underwear and bra back on and he’s back to his normal perky self. He puts his hand in yours and whispers “Are you okay to walk?” You nod a little wobbly knowing if you said no he would carry you back to the bleachers you hold hold his hand he opens the door walking next to him Akashi smiles at you both until he sees you both together he definitely knows He keeps himself calm and together and he says “comeon before coach yells at us” you three walk to the gym together and he kisses your cheek before you go up to watch not forgetting to whisper “thanks for the good luck food.” Akashi face is horrified and Bokuto just smiles widely at us both they walk out to the court and in a few seconds the whistle blows and they start to play, a few minutes ago he was leaving bruises on your thighs and boobs and now he’s smiling proudly as he spikes the ball over the net. Akashi is next to him contemplating his life. Bokuto has traumatized Akashi you could say took his breath away

Bokuto :

Katsuki eats his food like a pig; he's licking his lips, licking the plate, licking his fingers. He never got why you were uncomfortable eating around others while they stared. Here he was eating like a pig and basically oinking because of how good the food is, and there you are. Your leg is bouncing as you waited for those people at the other tables to stop staring at you. He burped loudly while everyone ignored the loud burp because they got used to his eating antics. He looked at you. Feeling the gaze, you reciprocated the glance back and gave him a small smile. He stands up and grabs your tray with one hand, and starts walking. With him completely ignoring you, you start running after him and yelling things like “Katsuki!” “Where are you going with my food?!” “Kats?!” “Hello?!” He finally stopped when he reached the top of the school. He set your tray down, sitting next to it. He sighs, taking in the fresh air. “You shouldn't care if people look at you while you eat, but I need you to be strong for training, and you not eating because some ugly jackasses are looking your way is just going to bring me down with you. So if I need to sit up here with you for you to eat, I will.”

Editor: @itscratus

Thinking about Eddie Munson fucking his girlfriend in the back of the Music Store he works at his fingers in your mouth making it so you can be quite but the fingers still let out a few soft mumbled moans, so he might get caught but fuck he has to risk it right now what’s the worst they can do huh? His other hand on your skin his rings warm from the heat of his hands and his hands rough and big yet delicate, you could feel the indents from the guitar strings.

Okay but reiner would want to put all your weight on his face as he ate you out he’d push down your thighs so there’s no half ass sitting up he’d want you to sit with no worries as he slurped and licked your pussy clean leaving only his wet dripping saliva

Little Yaba Drabble That one scene of Yaba having sex in the cell has me in a chokehold. You want him to fuck you in a cell, with your back rubbing against the cold wall, he yanks your hair to make you look at him. He loves seeing the stars that are in your eyes as you moan out little phrases while scratching his back with your long nails. He fucks you like the slut you are he mummers and groans backhanded praises “Fuck..” “My pretty little slut” “Taking me so well” “such a good slut for me.” You can tell he’s nearing his end when he’s getting sporadic with his thrusts. All he can do is moan and stare into your eyes. He uses is free hand to rub you while he increases his speed. Just before he finishes he takes his hand out of your hair and grabs your throat. He’s ramming into you and then just before his climax he smashes his lips onto yours while squeezing you just right. Coming away from you he gasps for air, “God I love that you’re such a pretty fucking whore for me”.

My editor cowrote this and wrote half of it🫶🏼 @itscratus

I love when people repost my stuff not because it gets attention that’s only a little part but it’s like you liked it so much you reposted it like bro. 🤭 😘😍 bro but romantically