Hii! I Saw That Your Requests Are Open So Can You Perhaps Write About Bokuto Having A Crush On The Chubby

hii! i saw that your requests are open so can you perhaps write about bokuto having a crush on the chubby manager of the team and it's like a beach day for the whole team to relax! i love the way you write for chubby readers ^_^ (you can ignore this if you'd like!)

𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐇

・❥・pairing: bokuto koutaro x chubby reader

・❥・fandom: haikyuu

・❥・warnings: fluff, obvious bokuto, supportive teammates

synopsis: a beach day with the team, bokuto is a little obvious to you and the team decided to take the matter in their own hands.

It was the perfect weather to be at the beach. The sun's rays was warm as if it was gently kissing someone. Waves are calm and the sparkling water were pleasant in the eyes. The grainy texture of the sand was nice.

The whole volleyball club and you were enjoying the perfect weather.

Komi and Sarukui were already waddling in the waters. Wataru, Anahori and Washio were playing beach volleyball against Konoha, Akaashi and Bokuto. It was a lively activity to do in the beach. Bokuto perfectly spiked the ball by Akaashi's set. You can't help but to let a small woah.

"Nice spike!"

"Nice kill!"

Kaori and Yukie cheered. You smiled at the interaction while preparing the plates and taking turns into cooking the meat in the grill.

Bokuto was waiting for your voice to cheer him on from the amazing spike but only he heard Kaori and Yukie's voice. Bokuto let out a small pout. His hair was already deflating. Funny how his mood swings change dramatically without you. His golden owl-like eyes was scanning the spot where the team had chosen. You were focused on preparing things that's why you didn't cheer him up.

"Akaashi. (Y/N) didn't cheered for me." His tone sad and he's slouching. Akaashi sighed at his captain's attitude. Bokuto's demeanor won't change no matter where the place is.

"Bokuto-san, (Y/N)-san is busy. She won't notice you until we are finished and I'm sure she had seen you." Akaashi assured but Bokuto's eye was was fixated on you. Never leaving your soft form.

The team had noticed the way Bokuto's stare at you. They just sighed. Everytime you were unintentionally ignoring or even leaving your attention to Bokuto, their captain would turn to his emo mode. Their captain and his crush on you.

"(Y/N)-senpai is really cute!" Anahori exclaimed. Following his captain's stare at you. The excited first year complimented you earning a glare from a Bokuto. Anahori just ignored his captain and just simped at you in the distance.

Putting the cooked meat in the plate. You nudged Kaori. Signalling that it was all done. Finishing her tasks. She called Yukie who was already munching on a bag of chips to call the boys.

An arm swung around you. Konoha and you were kind of bros and it was the habit of him to put his arms around you.

The boys are happily scarfing the food like it's no one's business with Konoha besides you.

Akaashi passed you a cup of juice and you let out a audible thanks. You turned around to see if Coach Yamiji was eating but he just waved that he's done and you just nodded. Of course, Coach Yamiji was the nicest person you have ever met.

"Bo, you want more?" You asked the ace as you present him a plate full of food. Bokuto happily nodded and you can hear him say "feed me" in a mumble.

Bokuto literally had no shame in asking you things like that but confessing to you is way more difficult than that.

You raised your brow at him and gladly feed him. "Bo, say ahhh~" Bokuto was more than excited to be fed by you. Picking up the chunk of meat by your chopsticks and lifting up to his face. Bokuto gave a quick grin before opening his mouth. His lips wrapping around the chopsticks as he  gave you a grin.

His teammates just face palmed. He was melting in front of you and giving you his puppy eyes. What a baby. They can't believe they have one of a kind captain.

You stared at the sea. You were contemplating if you should swim right now. Clad in your tight white shirt and black shorts. Fuck. You should've have gone with a oversized shirt. The clothing was exposing too much of your fat but nonetheless it's now or never and the team hadn't said anything so why not.

Stepping to the water it was a bit cold but you managed. The others were already swimming and passing ball at the water.

You were waist deep in the water when suddenly Bokuto pops out. You let out a squeal. Instantly splashing water at him.

"Woah, woah baby owl. It's just me." Bokuto said. Rubbing his eyes. Halting your movements, oh, it was just Bokuto.

"Bo, it's just you.You scared me!" You huff. A little bit guilty. Sheesh. Bokuto and his antics.

Bokuto suddenly picks you up. You were shocked at his actions. He was getting bolder at you. "Bo. Put me down. I'm heavy." Panic settling at your face. You tried to push him but he won't budge.

"You're not heavy. Wrap me with your thighs baby owl." And you did. His hands gripping the doughy flesh in your thighs.

His golden eyes focused on you. Soft body wrapped around him. Bokuto relished in the feel of your body. His one hand on your butt and the other on your side. Squishing the rolls in your side.

"You're really beautiful baby owl."

You snorted at his statement but you were speechless. You in his strong grip. Holding his toned biceps. You stared at him. Lost in his eyes. Your sight darted at his hair. White-grey hair with black streaks that was still spiky even from being submerged in the water. Your hand gripped his hair absentmindedly.

His hold tightened in the areas holding you. Bokuto let out a small growl. Your touch making him wild. Shit. He really wants to kiss you right now and he did.

Lips pressed against your soft lips. Breaking the kiss, Bokuto studied your reaction. Your eyes wide at his actions and you were kind of frozen. Bokuto kissed you again. The taste of your lips he can't get enough. He was finally had done it. He was addicted.

Realizing that he was kissing you. You kissed back with much more passion. Shit. His lips perfectly molding in yours. His hand was in the back of your head. He was getting more brash in the kiss. You were sure your lips were gonna get bruised but you just let him.

Pulling away from the lack of air. Both of your gazes fixated on each other not until a loud whistle interrupted the staring contest of you two. Bokuto glared at the direction where Akaashi and the others are.

"Way to go Ace!"

"Finally!"

"Damn. Lucky bastard."

A few hollers and cheers was heard but Bokuto paid them no mind. He buries himself in your neck. Nipping the soft flesh. He's a little riled up from earlier and burying on to you was a way to calm him down. You just let him. Rubbing his back soothingly.

The team can only stare at you two. Finally their ace had finally the guts to confessed to you. It was gonna be a bit easier to deal with their captain but it was kind of annoying that their captain got a cute girlfriend like you.

touchy — roommate!hinta shoyo x reader 

wc: 847

It was getting a little concerning. 

Hinata had moved in three months ago, but it wasn’t like he was a total stranger. You’d known him for a couple of years beforehand, and when you were both looking for roommates during college, it seemed like the obvious choice just to get an apartment together. 

And he was the perfect roommate. Which really just made this all the more upsetting for you. 

You really didn’t want to move out or have to search for another place to live. But if Hinata kept touching you like he was doing right now, you were inevitably going to develop a massive crush on him. You would have to move continents in order to maintain the friendship and not completely embarrass yourself. 

He’d always been very affectionate, even before you lived together. Always greeting you with a hug, slinging an arm over your shoulders when you were standing close to him, holding hands in crowded spaces. But ever since you’d become roommates, he’d gotten even more… touchy. And the worst part was that you were enjoying it. Had come very accustomed to it. 

Before he left for his morning runs, right around the time you’d wake up to start your day, you could expect a morning hug. It didn’t matter that you hadn’t even brushed your teeth yet, that your hair was messy and all over the place, and that you were wearing a raggedy old t-shirt as pajamas. Hinata would smile that goddamn perfect smile at you and hug you for a few seconds before leaving. 

And when he came back. Oh god. When he came back all sweaty and flushed he’d give you another hug, and you’d complain about how sweaty he was but never pull away, and he’d laugh before going off to shower and leaving you to finish your breakfast. And then he’d come and sit right next to you at the kitchen table to eat his own breakfast, literally pressed right next to you despite the other side of the table being completely empty. Lately, he’d gotten into the habit of resting his head against your shoulder while he ate, claiming he was tired from getting up so early to run. You suspected this was a lie since he was clearly a morning person, but you’d never shove him off. 

You cooked side by side. Folded laundry side by side. Watched movies on the couch every Friday night, even if Hinata’s friends invited him out to parties. When you asked why he wouldn’t go, he’d shrug and say, “It’s our movie night.”

While you were both in classes, your side felt cold. Empty. Like your body was having tiny withdrawals of the heat that Hinata’s body gave off. Except even after classes, Hinata would appear to walk home with you, slinging an arm across your shoulder, and telling you about his classes that day. 

But right now is when you had decided this was getting concerning. 

It was Saturday morning. So the night before had been movie night, and you’d both stayed up way too late binging old animated movies and fallen asleep on the couch together. You must’ve fallen asleep first because you didn’t remember even finishing the movie you were on. And Hinata must’ve been too lazy to take you both to your own beds (something he’d done before) because when you woke up you were practically lying on top of him, one of his arms around your waist and legs tangled together.

It should’ve been uncomfortable, falling asleep on the couch that barely fit you both. But he was impossibly warm, and he was still sleeping, his warm exhale tickling your face. And he looked so peaceful. 

And then realization settled in, and you realized how you were literally pressed up against him, you’d slept together (not in that way, but still) and you tried to get up off the couch without falling off of it or waking Hinata up. 

He mumbled something, making a noise of indignation (dare you call it a whine?) before pulling you closer, so your head was tucked under his chin. “Don’t wanna get up.”

You exhaled a laugh, smiling when he wiggled because of your breath hitting his neck. You were about to settle back in and go to sleep when you poked your side, making you laugh again. 

“Stop tickling me,” you exhaled, with more breath than necessary to make him laugh again. “I thought you were sleepy?”

“Not anymore,” he yawned, still not letting go of your waist or making any movements to get up. “But I still don’t wanna get up.” 

And it just felt right, to be cuddled together like this on the couch you shared, in your apartment. The fear of what it meant was melting away, and all you could think about was how warm Hinata was, how secure you felt with his arms around you. How you always felt safe around him. 

You’d have to bring it up eventually, you knew that. But for right now, none of it mattered too much.

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𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 || 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐨

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: your not so innocent best friend shows you his true colours

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: secret scumbag!hinata shoyo x afab!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut (minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!hinata, dubcon, manipulation, vaginal sex, rough sex, dacryphilia, slight breeding kink, creampie

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 0.9k+

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓. he was the very definition of a ray of sunshine. so it didn’t come to much of a surprise when your innocent friend confessed that he was a virgin. what did surprise you a little was hinata asking for your help with that matter.

he wanted you to show him how to make someone feel good. if anyone else had asked you would have said no, maybe even have called them gross but this was hinata. sweet hinata who only ever had good intentions. how could you possibly say no?

you weren’t sure what you were expecting. maybe for hinata to be a little more nervous? you were sitting on his lap in nothing but your panties after all but he only gave you a casual smile. perhaps that just spoke to his naivety? whatever the reason, you asked shoyo if he was sure about this before you proceeded.

“mhm i’m good” hinata assures nonchalantly. ignoring the confusion lingering in the back of your mind, you start grinding against hinata’s clothed member. doesn’t take long for a tent to form in his grey sweats.

“let me know if you want me to stop shoyo,” you whispered, placing gentle kisses along hinata’s neck as you reached down to pull his cock out. hinata’s reaction is to laugh. you’re not exactly sure what that means but you don’t ask either. instead you give his dick a few pumps before pushing your underwear to the side to sink down on his cock.

moans fall from your lips as you try to take all hinata has to offer but he’s relatively quiet. quieter than you thought imaginable for someone who was feeling a pussy for the first time but you don’t give this much thought. focused on making your sweet friend feel good, you start bouncing on his lap.

to your slight shock, hinata confidently grabs your hips. apparently you weren’t moving enough for his liking because he begins guiding you along his shaft and pounding up into to increase the pace.

what was this? how was he showing so much initiative? if you could recall, hinata had asked you to show him the ropes. it was him who needed to know how to make someone feel good but right now he was doing most of the work.

it could have been chopped up to him being a fast learner until hinata gets fed up. he can’t stop his mask from following. throwing all care out the window, he flips the script quite literally. before you know it you’re laying under hinata with his cock still buried in your cunt and he’s looking down at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes that you don’t recognize.

mouth ajar in disbelief, it takes you a moment to utter a single word. as soon as you regain the ability to speak you finally realize. “you’re not a virgin”.

the smirk hinata flashes you sends a shiver running up your spine. “what do you mean [y/n]? you don’t think i’m lying, do you?” shoyo coos, a condescending hint to his sugary tone. “i could never. i’m just so innocent, right?”.

even if you knew how to respond to that you couldn’t. the only thing that falls from your lips is a choked moan when hinata pulls out, only to roughly thrust back into you. his harsh pace doesn’t let up either. he’s treating you like you’re nothing more than a fleshlight that he can fuck as he pleased.

“‘sho- i- oh god. please, too much” you slurred, vision blurry as his length drags against your sensitive walls. your nails are digging into his freckle covered shoulders but hinata doesn’t appear to care. all he does is snicker back at you.

“too much? no it’s not. you can handle it,” hinata moaned, using his firm hands to hold down your hips to stop you from squirming away from him. “not gonna stop until i fill you with my cum. maybe you’ll stop telling everyone how innocent i am after that, huh? not so sweet now, am i?”.

shaking your head, tears of pleasure prickle in the corners of your eyes. “‘m sorry sho. didn’t know-“.

“didn’t know how good i could fuck you? don’t worry, i’ll make sure you never forget” hinata promised, leaning down to suck harshly at your neck.

you never would have expected that hinata of all people would be covering you in bruises and abusing your little pussy but here you were. to make things worse, despite him lying and using his angelic aura to trick you into this, you liked it. you liked it so much that you were mindlessly begging for him to stuff you full.

“you first. cum and i’ll give you what you want” hinata ordered, pinching and flicking your nub. whining, you feel the coil in your tummy snap. just like that you’re leaving a white ring around hinata’s cock. satisfied with that, hinata spurts his own seed into your hole.

he gives you a few more pumps before he pulled out to admire his handy work. “there you go. didn’t that feel good?” shoyo hums. “bet no one else has fucked you that good”.

you’re about to mumble out a no until you feel hinata’s tip suddenly push it’s way back into your cunt. overstimulated you cry out as your body convulses at the invasion. hinata shushes you without care. “did i say i was done with you? no. 𝐁𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓”.

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⁺ 𝐌𝐒𝐁𝐘 ⁺

𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐭  |  𝐌𝐒𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝟒  —  𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

𝐈.  |  𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨, 𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐚𝐧  —  𝘔𝘦𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.

𝐀𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲.. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌?!!  |  𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐢𝐜  —  𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘺/𝘯, 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘔𝘚𝘉𝘠 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺.

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬  |  𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐒𝐁𝐘 —  𝘎𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘸𝘱

𝐈𝐈.  —  𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥-𝐟𝐞𝐝  —  𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭.

⁺ 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨, 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 ⁺

𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞   —  𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘏𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘉𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴.

⁺ 𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐚𝐧 ⁺

𝐈.  —  𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴.

⁺ 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⁺

𝐈.  —  𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝐈𝐈.  —  𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵.

𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.  —  𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩.

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤  | 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 |  𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬  |  𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

april 29th and rintarou suna was questioning his fidelity

april 29th and rintarou suna was annoyed from the advances of his current girlfriend who makes him feel nothing anymore

april 29th and rintarou suna was gripping the steering wheel, knuckles white, easily going 15 over the limit in a rush to see you

april 29th and rintarou suna didn’t tell his girlfriend where he was going

april 29th and rintarou suna was tapping his foot waiting for you to open the door, regret growing with every second you stalled

april 29th and rintarou suna instantly had his tongue down your throat the second the door opened, hands on your waist tightly, shutting the front door behind him

april 29th and rintarou suna was pulling your dress over your head in a flash so quickly you weren’t sure he wasn’t magic

april 29th and rintarou suna was shoving his middle and ring fingers past your pretty lips demanding, “suck.” as you undid his white button up shirt

april 29th and rintarou suna was palming your soaking pussy through your pretty lace panties, watching your eyes flutter shut and your head roll back at the sensation. “rintarou, please.”

april 29th and rintarou suna was pinching and pulling your clit and your nipples to make you cum without him even touching your pussy. panties still on, and now drenched.

april 29th and rintarou suna had taken one of your breasts in his mouth, rolling his tongue over the soft skin and nipping at the flesh to leave pretty red and purple marks, the other in his hand as he played and squeezed and pinched to make the sensations equal

april 29th and rintarou suna told you to open wide only for him to direct his spit to land on your cheek rather than in your mouth, and proceeded to rub it around your face with his thumb, coating your skin in his saliva. “you look so pretty like this, babydoll. you’re so so good for me.”

april 29th and rintarou suna’s thighs were shaking, abs were clenching, and fist was tight in your hair as he dragged you by your hair up and down his dick, his other hand being sure to reach down and press a thumb to your clit in your most sensitive spot

april 29th and rintarou suna had his soon-to-be wife’s best friend gagging on his dick as the most vulgar, vile, desperate, sinful sounds fell from your lips

april 29th and rintarou suna had you screaming louder than anyone’s ever made you be, bent over with a leg over his shoulder and one wrapped around his waist as he lifted your hips to stick your ass in the air, face shoved down into the blankets which aided in muffling your sobs and screams

april 29th and rintarou suna had bruised and bitten and pinched your entire body enough to cover you in love bites and marks, showing you off as his. something he’d never done much of with his fiancée.

april 29th and rintarou suna had you holding your orgasm with the most fucked out glassed over eyes he’s ever seen, begging that “if you just let me cum i promise to be the best girl you’ve ever seen, rinnie”

april 29th and rintarou suna meets the abused and overstimulated flesh between your legs with a solid pro volleyball player strength slap anytime you cum without permission

april 29th and rintarou suna has long since stopped worrying about being nice to your body. his tight grips and sharp bites and hard slaps and clit & hair pulls: every pain inducing thing he did to you? the more it hurt the better it felt

april 29th and rintarou suna had you creaming all over his dick, his cum leaking out of your overused hole, body more severely fucked than ever before

april 29th and rintarou suna had ensured you’d be walking funny for the following week

april 29th and rintarou suna swirled your clit with his abnormally long tongue before tongue fucking you like the pussy god he is

april 29th and rintarou suna didn’t bother showering before returning to his fiancée, reeking of sex and of your perfume. shirt messily buttoned and wrinkled, belt long gone (still on the floor of your bedroom), hickeys littering his skin, and not even a second glance at his wife to be. 

april 29th and rintarou suna had ruined his promises of fidelity.

do you really wanna know where i was april 29th?

hoseok????😳

‘LOOK AT ME’- Jung Hoseok

Please be aware that English is not my native language, if you have any correction, don’t be scared to tell me! And if you have any tips, I’ll gladly take them! Have a good time :)

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Main genre: smut (only teasing)

Then: VERY slight angst

Pairing: Bestfriend!Hoseok X ShyBestfriend!Reader

Summary: You have a bad habit of peeling the skin of your lips. He warns you then teases you until you finally get comfortable enough to have eye contact with him… After all of that? Isn’t he supposed to be just a friend?

Word count: ~1k

Warnings/tags: dom!hoseok, possible idol!hoseok, shy!reader, ‘forced’ eye contact, mentions bad habit: peeling the skin of lips, Hoseok helps reader with the bad habit, sub!reader, shy!reader gets more confidence, lots of teasing, restraining (wrists), best friends with ambiguity, nicknames (baby, honey…). (Idek if these are warnings).

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After a long day spent together, you both decided to chill out at your flat. You were sitting beside Hoseok on your bed, you were on your phone while he was staring at you. Unconsciously, you started peeling the skin of your lips (again). He quickly realized and gently patted your head to get your attention then told you to stop touching your lips. 

He felt so bad because he knew you were hurting yourself unconsciously. He cannot count the number of times he had to help your pretty and soft lips bleeding.

‘Alright… I’ll try to stop.’

You said, knowing that that was almost impossible. 

That was a habit you had for so many years, and no matter how hard you tried to stop it, it always came back.

You look back at your screen, concentrated to not touch your lips, and slightly looked at Hoseok who kept an eye on you.

‘Baby. I said stop it.’

The man on your left says with a deep voice and an almost angry tone. 

You looked back at him confused at what he said… Was I really touching my lips again? And did he just call me baby?!

Hoseok isn’t your boyfriend, but it’s not like he would let anyone touch you or get close to you. 

“It’s not because we’re only friends that you’re not mine. I have the right to be jealous.”

The flashback of that one fight you had come back. Each time someone tried to get close to you, he would simply get in between you two after glaring dangerously at the poor man.

‘Snap out of it. Why are you hurting your precious lips again after I told you not to, hm?’

He asked, eyes stuck on yours while you tried avoiding them.

‘I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to…’

You said while getting your fingers closer to your lips unconsciously. But before you could even touch them, he roughly grabs your wrists and pulls you towards him.

‘What did I say?‘

He got angrier. 

‘I’m sorry…’

You whisper. You try to get your wrists out of his firm but gentle grip, until he pushed you back on the mattress. He put your hands over your head, leaving you in a vulnerable position, with your shirt slightly up from the sudden move.

He has the power. He is on top of you, hovering your pretty body with his legs outside yours and knees against the mattress. You can smell his sweet masculine scent and he’s admiring you while you look away, still trying to avoid eye contact. 

But that’s not what Hoseok wanted. 

He wanted you to look at him, with flushed cheeks from embarrassment and messy hair from fighting his grip. Eagerly, he snatched one of his hands off your wrists, and kept both of your them securely in only one of his strong hands, with thin and long fingers.

With his free hand he grabs your chin and orients your head towards him, in a way your eyes are just in front of his. You close your eyes. 

‘Look at me honey, what are you embarrassed for?‘

He asks, in a gentle husky voice.

‘You look so pretty under my grip… open your eyes hun.’

The contrast of his tone in between those two sentences turned you on. Him wanting you to see you so vulnerable no matter how embarrassing and stupid you’ll look turned you on. His demanding voice… also turned you on. You couldn’t wait to get more confidence and open your eyes to finally see his dark ones staring at you.

You scrunch your nose, knowing what you had to do. Then you slowly, slowly… open your eyes. The man hovering on top of you is staring with a seductive, playful look on his face. A smirk slightly appears on him. His smooth hair, perfect lips… Why was your best friend so hot?!

You look away quickly, your chin getting out of his hand when you realize what you just thought.

Your best friend? Hot? Why were you getting turned on by all of this?

He playfully decides to put his angel face in front of yours. You turn your head, he gets in front over and over again… Until you finally got enough confidence and got used to him being so close to you. You decide to confront his stare. You look at the ceiling, waiting for him to get in front, and he does.

He looks at you like you’re the best thing that’s ever happened in his entire life. Well, you probably are… He noticed the flush on cheek getting less visible, and he noticed that your eyes stopped squinting from shyness. You’re slightly smiling, your breath slightly accelerating as you realize once again your position.

‘Good girl.’

Hoseok said in a deep voice. He got closer… and he pouted his lips. You closed your eyes, only for you to feel his soft, smooth lips on your cheek.

‘Hopefully I won’t have to do something like that again… Because believe me. It’ll be worse.’

He smirks confidently as he traces your lips with his fingers, carefully caressing them. He loses his grip, slowly getting up. You already miss his sweet scent and warm body. He slowly gets off of you and sits on the edge of the bed, watching and analysing carefully your expression.

‘Dinner’s ready!!’

Namjoon yelled, calling everyone. I get up slowly, hesitating, trying to not disturb him.

‘Let’s go hun, what’s wrong?’

You knew that wasn’t an actual question. He passes the fingers that were on your lips in his hair to brush them back in place. He opens the door for you and finally says as you pass by:

‘And do not. tell anyone. about that.’

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