HQ BOYS + SUBTLE AFFECTION

— HQ BOYS + SUBTLE AFFECTION

feat. iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurō, bokuto kōtarō, miya atsumu, miya osamu, sakusa kiyoomi, matsukawa issei, sawamura daichi

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IWAIZUMI loves you through touches that can almost feel forbidden. in the dim lights of a bar, mattsun’s voice floating through the air and makki’s laughter quick to follow it, iwaizumi’s hands trace up your spine. his thumbs dip beneath the hem of your shirt, just to feel a bit of your skin. no one else could see it, no one else would dare look close enough, but he’s letting his fingers slide over your skin like you’re made of silken waters and his hands are only meant to know the tide. it’s secret, only for you, and only from him.

KUROO loves you through the bow of your head, the gentle, silent knowledge that when he places a hand on your cheek in just the right way, he’s going to kiss the crown of your head. big hands on sweet, warm cheeks, the chill of the outdoors leaking from his flesh into yours. it’s the way you both just know, the way your eyes flutter shut and the way he smiles into your hair. it’s the routine, and the sweet wisdom that comes with it.

BOKUTO loves you through the hum of old songs. your first date, your first kiss, that one night where you both dissolved into laughter before you could even try to slow dance in the kitchen. he has every song committed to memory, letting the notes slip out in mindless harmony with whatever you’re both doing. and slowly, the humming may turn to a muttering of the lyrics, but it’s quiet in a way that bokuto isn’t, shy in a way you wouldn’t expect from him.

ATSUMU loves you through bitten-back smiles and the sound of half-snorted laughter. it’s the way he holds back the prick of his lips when you flick his forehead and tell him please, babe, just think for once. it’s in the way he pulls you back into him when you roll your eyes at his antics, the bite of his cheek to hide the smile that pokes into it. it’s lilted affection, laughter and teasing and feigned offense at rolled eyes—all in the name of kissing you for just a moment longer.

OSAMU loves you through the warmth of a stove. he knows what you like without even asking. so it’s the spiced sauté of vegetables, the kind you love and spread warmth through your torso on especially cold nights—the kind of spices that creep from your tongue and into your nose, just the right amount of heat, all because he knows it’s you. and when you hum, the melt of flavor on your tongue, he smiles, a teasing good to know you like it following the prick of his lips.

SAKUSA loves you through whispers. he’ll dip his head to your ear as he passes, a quiet stretch of adoration slipping over his tongue and working past your ears. at whatever formal function may beckon you, he’ll meet you with a duck of his head, bending down until you hear the way a soft chuckle rumbles through his chest and rings in the air—the mention of your name and suggestion of let’s get out of here falling past his lips.

MATSUKAWA loves you through how he listens. it’s the tilt of his head, his tongue poking out to pull his lip between his teeth, the narrowing of his eyes until you lean forward, swatting his chest with the back of your hand. it’s then that he laughs, the crinkle in the corners of his eyes following the curve of his lips, and he leans forward, elbows resting on his knees, fingers laced together, and listens. and god, he swears he could do just that for hours.

DAICHI loves you through the tuck of your hair behind your ear. he’s delicate with it, a soft twirl of the strands between his fingers, and then he’s brushing it out your face—knuckles gliding across the apples of your cheeks, the vibrato of hushed whispers or ardor starting in his chest and fanning across your lips.

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“fuck, she’s so pretty.”

yuuji’s eyes light warm as he spreads your cunt apart with his thumbs. he watches pink muscle clench, pretty, creamy slick ooze and web over your hole and his mouth waters. his tongue’s hanging out before he realizes, breath fanning across your hole before he delves into you again, only to pull back and sedate your needy cunt with an unfulfilling kiss to your clit.

“can i put the tip in, baby?”

his eyes twinkle up at you and even in your right mind you can’t say no. he clambers up your body, kissing and nipping your thighs and calves as he guides your legs over his shoulders. his bulbous tip presses hot up against your soft lips and he hisses, mouth meeting yours for a sloppy, spitty kiss.

“just the tip, promise.”

he’s reassuring, forehead against yours while his fat tip presses in and stretches. your mouths open together, bottom lips trembling, feeling of your soft, gummy walls around him making your toes curl. his hips struggle as they pull back and push forward, faint, sloppy pop of your soaked pussy making him groan.

“yuuji,” you whimper and his teeth grit. “yuuji, yuuji, yuu-!“

“‘s good huh, baby?” he slurs with a sloppy kiss to your open mouth. “feels good, all tight ‘n perfect ‘n soft for me.”

“uh huh,” your whimper is broken as his hands push your knees backwards. “‘s big, yuuji.”

“‘s big?” he huffs.

“uh huh.” you sigh, brows drawn. “gimme the rest.”

he looks up at you. sweat beads on his forehead and dots across his upper lip. he swallows, blunt nails gripping into your thighs.

“the rest?” he feels dizzy. “are you sure, princess?”

“please.” your broken little cry tears away at any self restraint he tried to maintain. “need it, yuu. give it t’me.”

he stills. for a second, one split second you think you’ve done something wrong. your eyes open, glossy and painted in confusion and your mouth parts to ask him why’d he stop but the words die in your throat along with any other thought in your head for the foreseeable future. his fat cock slides in one long, deep, full stroke, splitting you at your seam until your cunt’s so overwhelmed that it convulses right then and there and you’re forced to cum prematurely around him. his eyes look down at you in wild wonder, mercy devoid, restraint long gone.

“i hope you can take it, princess.” his hands tighten on you. “‘cause i’m not sure if i can hold back anymore. ‘m gonna make you give me another one, this time make it pretty for me.”

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contains ; f!reader , ball sucking , mutual masturbation , daddy kink , praise , + ahegao .

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“are you sure?” his voice is strained, holding back whimpers and whines as he hovers over your face, thighs twitching in anticipation.

your eyes are fixated on his leaking cock and heavy balls that hang right above your nose, his musky scent filling your nostrils.

“i’m sure,” you answer, breathless. “i’ll tap your hip twice if i need a break, promise.”

that last bit of reassurance is all bokuto needs to finally let go and lower his balls into your wet mouth. no matter how many times you’ve practiced, how many hours you’ve spent training your jaw, you’re still barely able to take both of his heavy balls at once. even so, you hollow your cheeks and suck lightly, but it’s more than enough to make him moan.

“f-fuck baby, so fuckin’ good-”

you hum in response as he lowers himself a bit more, your nose pressed against the base of his thick cock. the weight of it resting on your face is almost enough to make you cum, but he quickly reminds you of the cute little egg vibrator buried deep in your cunt, turning the speed to max and causing you to moan loudly around the heavy sack.

“mmf–!”

“i know baby, feels good–”

he wraps a hand around his cock, just above where your nose is pressed against him and starts stroking himself– slowly, as if he’s savoring every second. from your place below him, you watch as he brings his hand up to his mouth and pucker his lips slightly, spitting into his hand and bringing it back to his cock, letting out another deep groan as his spit-coated hand drags across his shaft, squeezing harder as he gets to the head to gather to precum at the tip.

“such a good girl for me, sucking daddy’s balls like that–”

bokuto’s praise is always so filthy and vulgar, so much so your face burns like a shy virgin when you think of it days after.

after managing to open your mouth even further, you take both of his balls into your mouth and suck just the way he likes—slightly more than average pressure with your tongue flattened against them— while focusing on the way he strokes himsef, your eyes crossing every time he twists his wrist at the top of his cock. your perfect mouth paired with the incredibly lewd face you keep making sends him over the edge, pulling his balls out of your mouth with a wet pop!, quickly replacing them with his cock.

“swallow it all for me-”

and you do, of course you do, because no part of you would ever dream of denying him.

“good fuckin’ girl.”

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yuta who likes to take ur hand and have you feel how hard you make him, sweetly reminding you “see baby, look what you do to me. ‘s all yours” before proceeding to mould your walls to the shape of his cock </3

yuta who almost exclusively refers to his cock as your cock </3

yuta who likes to let you suck on his fingers as he fucks into you. sometimes you’re able to feel his ring tracing your lips when he decides to be a little crueler, unexpectedly shoving his fingers further inside your throat just to hear you whine </3

yuta who fucks you stupid but makes sure his words are always so gentle, even as he’s telling you how dumb you look drooling at the end of his cock his words are dripping with honey </3

yuta who physically has to restrain himself when he hears you whining that he’s too big. he knows you can take it, you always take him so well, but he can’t help but take advantage of the opportunity to tease you just a little bit. he’ll fuck you with barely half of his cock till you finally ask for more, kissing your tears away as he apologies for being mean (he is absolutely not sorry) (okay maybe just a little bit) </3