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NOT WHAT HE SEEMS. akaashi keiji x top amab reader drabble

If you were to strip off his reserved and collected personality, you'd get an entirely new person.

warnings. freaky akaashi, belly bulging, feminization, implied size differences, pwp, mention of recording and an extremely half-assed work done by yours truly!

Akaashi Keiji is not what he seems like. Hiding under his facade, is something much more sinister, something longing for lust.

For example, you had just finished fucking him with a condom on. Cumming in the protection and pulling out of his hole, he managed to find a way to slip off the used latex material off of your cock before you even could. He had spread his legs again, showing off his gaping pink hole, and pour out all of the cum from the condom, and onto his hole, some of them managing to breach inside. He used his hand and fingers to spread them nicely and into his hole, teasingly biting his lip and looking into your hungry eyes. It was safe to say that you both had went multiple rounds stuffing him with your genes, taking the condom act as a consent to finally be able to cum in him everytime you guys fuck.

Sometimes you'd spot him walking around the house half-naked, with only your jersey which seems to be too oversized for him and a panty which you didn't even know he had. Did he always have it in his closet? Or was it after something slipped out of your mouth, revealing your "well kept" secret of having a thing for feminine boys?

Each and every day, he would way a different kind of panty, different designs and patterns, making sure it was to your liking. And sometimes, when he felt like it, he would pair them with thigh highs or even knee highs, whichever to your liking.

The one combo that did it for you was when he was wearing a simple white panty adorned with a pink bow and frills with the matching color, accompanied along by a pair of white thigh highs that would hug his flesh nicely. It wasn't long until you snapped.

You had him on his sideway, one of his leg hooked over your shoulder, the panty dangling off his feet. His shirt was somewhere on the floor, revealing his flat stomach that would bulge when your cock hits his deepest, most sensitive spot. He looked like an absolute doll, the pornstar worthy moan galore was also a plus.

If only you had a camera.

Extra: Keiji had broken multiple glasses from you fucking him too hard.

im bored and lounging around before i go out so feel free to send in haikyuu requests or thirsts. maybe just this once.

Allennn if u write for yanderes, wyat your take on yan! akinori??? obvs smut (hhehe sorry I'm obsessed with tjis man he's sooooooo)

if ur talking about beloved babyboy akinori konoha then YESSIRRRR

warnings. reader with a scarily huge cock, yandere themes, mentions of blood and murder, scent kink, generally creepy and perverted akinori, creampie, rushed, cringe description of reader's cock somewhere 😔

Yan! Akinori, who will innocently wave when you pass by him. Think nothing of it, it will be merely nothing but just a simple act of kindness.

Yan! Akinori, once the boldness gets to him, taking your acknowledgement of him as sign to cross the line just a tiny bit for now. Coming into class, you notice your desk are littered with tiny paper pieces cut out into the shape of a heart. Albeit done roughly, you can't deny the fact you are flattered. Flattered that someone had committed their time to make this for you. If only it isn't so messy and exposed for your classmates to witness. . .

Yan! Akinori, who then realizes just how truly oblivious and dumb you are, fully jumped across the big fat line between 'just a simple innocent crush' to 'wanna have that person tied up to my bed and milk their cock 24/7' without another thought.

Yan! Akinori, who has no shame in snapping a few polaroid pictures of you. Thanks to his fair share of experience in the world of photography, he is able to get all the shots perfect, just like you! The photos range from you smiling, to you jacking off your cock in your room without a care in the world or even a sense of awareness for that matter.

Yan! Akinori, whose latest addition to his album is a close up of your smiling face, all content for whatever reason that day. Usually he would tape his photos to a wall, or maybe hide them away in his album he keeps tucked away under his bed, but this time, he does neither of those.

Yan! Akinori, who tapes the said picture to the softest pillow he could find, kissing it ever so lovingly before letting all of his pent up urges by humping and riding out his orgasm on the pillow, shamelessly moaning your name as if you are actually there, and not just a burned image on a polaroid. And as he cums, he makes sure to shoot some on your handsome face, before drawing a heart with the sticky goo to outline your face.

Yan! Akinori, with how much luck he has during that time, manages to find himself inside your arms and in a totally healthy relationship with you. Initially, people had thought about how it was so wholesome that he'd latch himself onto you like a leech, feeding off of your compliments and praise. and a hunger for the blood of his rivals.

Yan! Akinori, obsessed with your scent, he'll dig out your closet for your clothes. He had thought no matter how much you would wash your clothes, your scent will still stick and it turns him on so much. And if your closet isn't enough, the laundry basket will be his target. Dirty? No! Clothes worn by you, he will not consider them dirty, simply blessed and graced by your smell.

Yan! Akinori, who likes rubbing his face against your crotch and dick like a desperate kitten. He'd want his face to be marked with your musky odor and liquid, especially your thick semen that's so full of life. Literally.

Yan! Akinori, with nothing that could've prepared him for your massive cock. The first time he saw it erect, it was like a stiff mass sitting in-between your legs, like a beast in its slumber, threatening to rise awake and breed.

Yan! Akinori, who desperately bounces on your cock with no shame in letting out his screams of pleasure whatsoever. He will tremble and writh above you. And in every bounce he finishes in taking in the entirety of your cock, he lets out a moan just a decibel higher from the past one, continuing in an endless cycle until the inevitable climax. Let's hope his noises don't alarm the neighbours, that'll surely lead to a huge misunderstanding.

Yan! Akinori, with a strange fixation for breeding, almost every week or when he feels like it, melts into the sheet as he is taken from behind. He looks at his stomach from his position, seeing how it will bulge from every time you dig into his inside, somehow getting deeper and deeper. His fingers fidget around in hopes of wanting to find something to hold onto but his senses are basically overloaded, his nerves screaming in pain and pleasure as he willingly submits himself to you. His mouth is shut, no complaints when you shoot torrents of semen inside him whatsoever. Why would he? He'll simply be called crazy if he does.

AUGHHH if ur interested, u guys can request now (only haikyuu for now since im fucking pathetic ^_^) just make sure to check out rules that i so totally worked hard on!!

TAINTED. korai hoshiumi smut drabble

warnings. angel! korai, amab! reader, corruption, teeny teeny bit religious themed, reader's pronouns not mentioned, his halo cracked and it's mostly your fault

a/n. i wanna get something out before i work on requests i hope you guys missed me mwahhhh. originally intended for korai, but imagine this with any characters as u wish.

korai's body jolted with every slam you gave him and his halo lit up every time you managed to rub up against his prostate— forcefully pulling out a whimper from his hoarsed throat.

glossy eyes, his views were curtained by a blurry surrounding of the bedroom. tears welled up even more causing a slight sting in his nose. amusing— how he let himself easily be surrendered to a mere mortal. his title of being an angel, a creature of light, was tainted by spilled, pitch black ink of desires. it seeped into the core of his faithful heart.

his elbows were on the brink of giving up and letting his body fall onto the soft sheet but you held him up with a rough grip around his neck, and an equally strong one on his waist. you didn't take this encounter for granted— for how you were about to-

*thud*

you trusted a tad bit more powerful than the few last ones and it resulted to korai accidentally hitting his head lightly against the headboard.

tiny pieces of his golden halo crumbled down and fell upon the bedsheet. cracked, by the sinful act of two individuals.

Sometimes I watch the manga or anime and I remember that sakusa is someone who hates physical contact and anything that contains germs,with that in mind, wouldn't he look cute while he's under you begging for more while you scoff and ask him where his germophobia went?

PUSHING BOUNDARIES, PUSHING IT IN. k. sakusa x top male reader

warnings. pushing boundaries, reader is extremely rough, kiyoomi's in a daze, kiyoomi is being referred to as ''bunny" at some point, unprotected sex

a/n. FUCK. you could consider this as a short one but i love you sakusa anon for being down bad. i half-assed when proofreading.

Tears. Tears were washing down his cheeks and they pooled onto the cool, wooden floor that burned into his bare skin. His face was scrunched up and red like he had been under the sun for far too long, but he was shivering yet everything felt so hot to him. He was convulsing from the skin to skin contact all over his body, rubbing and slapping against him.

"What happened to you? You're such a dirty boy now" You brushed back his damp curls stuck to his forehead. He whined with that damn look in his eyes looking into yours; the look of a wounded fawn, quivering on its legs and on its mere last breaths.

"It's natural that someday you should be stepping out of your comfort zone, and you need someone much more mature to guide you through it, hm?" To prove your words, you lifted his leg high up to hook onto your shoulder, pulling him much deeper into the situation than he wanted to be in. Kiyoomi could feel the door closing in on him, no escape as he was bound by your hands like chains, your eyes like shackles to his neck.

Pleasure and pain, he was walking on a tightrope between the two pits when he was with you, always. Someday it was the other, and vice-versa. You could never spare him.

"M-m.." Kiyoomi racked his brains for words he could say with somehow half the coherency without tripping over again.

"What is it boy?"

"More! Give whatever you have to me! P- ple- Ah!" The second you lifted up his hips he was on cloud nine. His insides were screaming from how well and rough you were handling him, with such a good amount of fervour and lust you could grant him with that cock of yours.

His mouth twitched, and those empty eyes of his could only gaze in a daze. You still haven't cum.

"Easy there. Stay awake for me, okay? Can you do that?" You coaxed empty, guiding whispers that fell on deaf ears, but he still gave a small nod.

"Good, good."

Kiyoomi's body was rocked by you on the floor, the sensation of it was sure to leave him yearning for more in the future. There was no way he could even look at empty, vacant areas without having to fantasize about you tarnishing his dignity on the spot.

"You're making me cum, bunny. I'm- fuck.. I'm sure you're able to take it all in"

Kiyoomi's muscles tensed and the feeling of your semen inside him brought his body into a convulsion and led him into a whimpering mess. He was like a dog; panting, slobbering on his saliva with how many times he had cum just from tonight's session.

From now on, be sure to have it a little rough with him. You never know what kind of slut he'd turn into every time.