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☁︎Hi hello how are you. I am hosting an Collab Event.
Status: Open
HELLO PEOPLE. I CHANGED MY USERNAME SO MAKE SURE TO TAG @atsumuscumslut
This is an open collab which means anyone can join as long as they are 18+. Your age should be mentioned in your bio.
Theme
Public or semi-public sex. Example, In public washroom, under the dining table, etc. Can be anything like fingering, dirty talk, or even just a blowjob or sex.
If you’re interested, send me an ask or a DM! It’s first come, first serve. Reblog this after you're joining
Fandoms
Jujutsu Kaisen, Haikyuu, Boku no hero academia, Aot, Bungou stray Dogs, Sk8
INFORMATION.
SFW and NSFW content will be acceptable.
Headcanons, full fics, drabbles, thirsts may be written for this collab.
Only 2 people can choose the same character. But then you must write a different scenario than the first person.
Dark content is welcome but must be tagged accordingly!
The characters have to be post times skip or aged up. WE DO NOT PROMOTE SEXUALIZATION OF MINORS.
Artists and writers can both participate.
The deadline will be on 30th June but I don't mind it it's a bit late.
Please tag me in the finished piece to allow me to add it into the masterlist!
Writers and their work. (In alphabetical order)
►HAIKYUU
♡Atsumu x fem!reader- @chronic-claire-universe
♡ Bokuto x reader - @bubbleteaimagines
♡Bokuto x fem!reader- @anime-nymph
♡Daichi x fem!reader- @meiansmistress
♡Hinata x fem!reader- @kurosukii
♡Kageyama x fem!reader @splishsplashyouretrash
♡Kita x fem!reader- @bunbyy
♡Konoha x fem!reader- @ohno-otome
♡Lev x fem!reader- @kurinoot
♡Mattsun x fem!reader- @bokuroskitten
♡ Oikawa x fem!reder- @haikyutiehoe
♡Oikawa x fem!reader- @liaxxx109
♡Osamu x fem!reader- @half-baked-biscuit
♡Sakusa x fem!reader- @curapiikt
♡Suna x fem!reader- @kshira
♡Tsukishima x fem!reader- @tetsunormous
♡Yamaguchi x fem!reader- @bokutomessy
►JJK
♡Getou × fem!reader- @d4rkgetou
♡ Gojo x fem!reader- @bramblepaw513
♡Gojo x fem!reader- @anyway-idc
♡Itadori x fem!reader- @chicoree
♡Nanami x fem!reader- @laraazoldyck
♡Sukuna x fem!reader- @megumislonghair
♡Toji x fem!reader- @suna-reversed
►BNHA
♡Bakugou x fem!reader- @bakugoskitten
♡Villian!Deku x fem!reader- @yamigooops
►BSD
♡Dazai x fem!reader- @shakespearesdrugdealer
►AOT
♡Eren x fem!reader- @peachycoreroo
Haikyuu boys who’d be into mutual masturbation pt.1
A/N: I’m gonna do a part two probably with kuroo and kenma. Lmk if you’d like to me do any other characters :) And if I have missed out anything in the content warnings then please tell me. NSFW under the cut.
Includes: Suna Rintarou, Oikawa Tooru.
Content Warnings: Masturbation, degradation, praise, phone sex¿, slight edging and denial, all characters are aged up (as per the timeskip), slight timeskip spoilers.
SUNA RINTARO
Being a world famous athlete had its perks but also its downfalls. The downfall being that Suna couldn’t always be around you and sometimes you’d have to go months before seeing each other.
It was just one of those days when he missed you and you were miles apart. He video called you and as soon as he saw your flushed face he was struck with an intense need to touch you.
You, unaware of what went through Suna’s head, excitedly spoke about your day and telling him a funny story about what happened at work today. He hummed and gave you half assed responses, but his eyes were trained on your pretty plush lips.
“Baby, I need you”, he interrupted you mid-sentence. “Oh, so you didn’t listen to a word I said huh” you laughed out.
“What do you want me to do then Rin?” you asked him with lust in your eyes. You looked at Rin, leaning against the headboard, in his black tee, fingers adorned with rings and you felt warm all over.
“Be a good doll and take your top off for me” he commanded in his gravely voice. He adjusted the camera so you could see the bulge through his sweatpants. You gulped and did as he told you to. Upon seeing your nipples he groaned out loud. “Play with them for me, do what I’d do if I was there” he said so as he palmed his erection through his sweats.
Gosh you were a pretty thing to look at. Skin flushed with arousal, fingers tugging at your nipples, face scrunched up in pain and pleasure. Oh and the sounds you made fuck, Suna knew the day he saw you, he’d devour you. He pulled his dick out of his pants and played with the tip slowly, throwing his head back in pleasure.
Seeing Suna like this did something to you. “Rin please can I touch myself, I need it so bad” you whined. “Yeah baby, show me how you play with your pussy when I’m not around.” You adjusted the camera to show him your pussy and how you played with it.
“Gosh you’re so wet baby, I bet if you put a finger in now it’d slide right in.” You slide your index finger in your wet cunt and both you and Suna moaned at the intrusion. He was fisting himself with an increased fervor, his eyes half lidded and fully trained on the picture of your pussy in front of him.
You slid another finger in and rubbed circles with your clit with the other hand. “Oh god Rin, want y-you so bad. Fuck lemme cum please.” you moaned out. Your pussy clenched around your fingers as you saw how abandoned in pleasure Suna was. “Yeah baby cum for me, put on a show for me.”
You threw your head back and moaned loudly, seeing stars as you finally came. You kept chanting “Rin, Rin, R-rin” as your thick walls kept clenching around nothing. “Oh fuck yeah, fuck you’re so beautiful baby” groaned Rin as he came all over his hand.
You both stayed like that for a while, coming down from your highs while soothing each other. He got up to clean himself and came back with a content smile on his face. “I love you babe and I can’t wait to be back home.”
OIKAWA TOORU
Tooru would use this as a way to tease the shit out of you and make you beg for more. He’d probably also use it as a form of punishment.
You’d been acting like a brat the whole day, giving Tooru the cold shoulder because he was being nice to his fangirls. He always found you amusing when you got jealous so he didn’t really put much thought into it. But it seemed today you were being a bit more stubborn than usual.
As soon as you both got home, you couldn’t stop yourself from taunting him for indulging his fangirls. At first he didn’t take you seriously and just laughed it off until you went a bit too far. “Why’d you even bother coming back home with me? I’m sure one of those whores would be more than happy to indulge you.”
He walked over to you, keeping his hands on your waist. “I know you’re mad baby, but don’t you think you’re taking it a bit too far? How about I show you just how much you mean to me hmm? Would you like that?” he whispered. He bit your ear and you threw your head back unto his shoulders. “Yeah maybe you oughta to do that” you whispered back.
He pulls you with him onto the couch and kisses you all over. His hands unbutton your shirt and push it off your shoulders. You both stay like this for a while, just kissing and undressing each other. And soon you start getting impatient.
Sensing that, Tooru takes your hand in his and makes you fold all your fingers except the index and middle finger. He drags your fingers to your mouth and pushes them past your lips. “Suck them like a good little whore.”
You wrap your lips around your fingers and suck them hard, waiting for further instructions. He takes your hand and drags it all the way down to your throbbing clit and makes you rub slow circles on it. You notice his other hand palming his dick through the pants. “Show me how I touch you baby” he commands.
Eager to please, you push your panties to the side and glide your fingers through the slit before settling on gently touching your clit. He leans back on the opposite end of the couch and pulls his hard length out of his pants. You can’t take your eyes off his pretty dick, it’s tip was flushed pink and your mouth watered. You wanted him in you.
He moves his hand up and down his shaft and stares at you intently. “Do you want it baby?” he asks. You bite your lip and nod your head frantically. “Brats don’t get what they want.”
“You really thought I’d be fine with you ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder? You think I’d let you get away with being disrespectful to me?” He fisted himself and moaned when his thumb touched his tip. “Now all you can do is watch and the only way you’re gonna cum is by yourself.”
You were frustrated to say the least.“Tooru please I’m sorry okay? I was just jealous” you whined out. “Quit arguing baby, the least you can do is a put on a show for me now”.
You didn’t want to give in to him but god he looked so pretty, especially with his head thrown back and that mischievous glimmer in his eyes had you hooked. The throbbing between your legs intensified as you saw him pleasure himself. You couldn’t hold back anymore.
You collected the wetness on your slit and slowly rubbed your clit. One of your hands travelled to your chest, pulling and tugging at your nipples. You slowly slid one finger into your wet heat and moaned at the intrusion. You toyed with yourself a bit more before sliding two fingers inside you.
“Keep your eyes on me” he gritted out. Your fingers felt so good inside you and it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything but the pleasure between your legs. But you listened to him, not wanting to test his limits, and watched as his hand moved up and down his shaft. His tip was leaking precum and it took all your might to not beg him to have a taste.
The intensity of the pleasure kept building up until you didn’t think you could hold out any longer. “Tooru I’m so c-close” you moaned out, your eyes locked with his. “Cum for me baby, don’t look away” he commanded. Soon enough he reached his peak and came all over his hands. The sight of him in pleasure triggered your orgasm and you moaned out his name as you came, your gummy walls clenching around your fingers.
Tooru got up to get a wash cloth and cleaned the both of you. He then took you in his arms and laid his head on your shoulder. “Next time you act like a jealous brat you won’t even get to cum” he said so in his condescending tone and then kissed you on your cheek.
All content belongs to LIASLIGHT © 2021. Do not modify or repost.
Haikyuu boys who’d be into mutual masturbation pt.1
A/N: I’m gonna do a part two probably with kuroo and kenma. Lmk if you’d like to me do any other characters :) And if I have missed out anything in the content warnings then please tell me. NSFW under the cut.
Includes: Suna Rintarou, Oikawa Tooru.
Content Warnings: Masturbation, degradation, praise, phone sex¿, slight edging and denial, all characters are aged up (as per the timeskip), slight timeskip spoilers
SUNA RINTARO
Being a world famous athlete had its perks but also its downfalls. The downfall being that Suna couldn’t always be around you and sometimes you’d have to go months before seeing each other.
It was just one of those days when he missed you and you were miles apart. He video called you and as soon as he saw your flushed face he was struck with an intense need to touch you.
You, unaware of what went through Suna’s head, excitedly spoke about your day and telling him a funny story about what happened at work today. He hummed and gave you half assed responses, but his eyes were trained on your pretty plush lips.
“Baby, I need you”, he interrupted you mid-sentence. “Oh, so you didn’t listen to a word I said huh” you laughed out.
“What do you want me to do then Rin?” you asked him with lust in your eyes. You looked at Rin, leaning against the headboard, in his black tee, fingers adorned with rings and you felt warm all over.
“Be a good doll and take your top off for me” he commanded in his gravely voice. He adjusted the camera so you could see the bulge through his sweatpants. You gulped and did as he told you to. Upon seeing your nipples he groaned out loud. “Play with them for me, do what I’d do if I was there” he said so as he palmed his erection through his sweats.
Gosh you were a pretty thing to look at. Skin flushed with arousal, fingers tugging at your nipples, face scrunched up in pain and pleasure. Oh and the sounds you made fuck, Suna knew the day he saw you, he’d devour you. He pulled his dick out of his pants and played with the tip slowly, throwing his head back in pleasure.
Seeing Suna like this did something to you. “Rin please can I touch myself, I need it so bad” you whined. “Yeah baby, show me how you play with your pussy when I’m not around.” You adjusted the camera to show him your pussy and how you played with it.
“Gosh you’re so wet baby, I bet if you put a finger in now it’d slide right in.” You slide your index finger in your wet cunt and both you and Suna moaned at the intrusion. He was fisting himself with an increased fervor, his eyes half lidded and fully trained on the picture of your pussy in front of him.
You slid another finger in and rubbed circles with your clit with the other hand. “Oh god Rin, want y-you so bad. Fuck lemme cum please.” you moaned out. Your pussy clenched around your fingers as you saw how abandoned in pleasure Suna was. “Yeah baby cum for me, put on a show for me.”
You threw your head back and moaned loudly, seeing stars as you finally came. You kept chanting “Rin, Rin, R-rin” as your thick walls kept clenching around nothing. “Oh fuck yeah, fuck you’re so beautiful baby” groaned Rin as he came all over his hand.
You both stayed like that for a while, coming down from your highs while soothing each other. He got up to clean himself and came back with a content smile on his face. “I love you babe and I can’t wait to be back home.”
OIKAWA TOORU
Tooru would use this as a way to tease the shit out of you and make you beg for more. He’d probably also use it as a form of punishment.
You’d been acting like a brat the whole day, giving Tooru the cold shoulder because he was being nice to his fangirls. He always found you amusing when you got jealous so he didn’t really put much thought into it. But it seemed today you were being a bit more stubborn than usual.
As soon as you both got home, you couldn’t stop yourself from taunting him for indulging his fangirls. At first he didn’t take you seriously and just laughed it off until you went a bit too far. “Why’d you even bother coming back home with me? I’m sure one of those whores would be more than happy to indulge you.”
He walked over to you, keeping his hands on your waist. “I know you’re mad baby, but don’t you think you’re taking it a bit too far? How about I show you just how much you mean to me hmm? Would you like that?” he whispered. He bit your ear and you threw your head back unto his shoulders. “Yeah maybe you oughta to do that” you whispered back.
He pulls you with him onto the couch and kisses you all over. His hands unbutton your shirt and push it off your shoulders. You both stay like this for a while, just kissing and undressing each other. And soon you start getting impatient.
Sensing that, Tooru takes your hand in his and makes you fold all your fingers except the index and middle finger. He drags your fingers to your mouth and pushes them past your lips. “Suck them like a good little whore.”
You wrap your lips around your fingers and suck them hard, waiting for further instructions. He takes your hand and drags it all the way down to your throbbing clit and makes you rub slow circles on it. You notice his other hand palming his dick through the pants. “Show me how I touch you baby” he commands.
Eager to please, you push your panties to the side and glide your fingers through the slit before settling on gently touching your clit. He leans back on the opposite end of the couch and pulls his hard length out of his pants. You can’t take your eyes off his pretty dick, it’s tip was flushed pink and your mouth watered. You wanted him in you.
He moves his hand up and down his shaft and stares at you intently. “Do you want it baby?” he asks. You bite your lip and nod your head frantically. “Brats don’t get what they want.”
“You really thought I’d be fine with you ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder? You think I’d let you get away with being disrespectful to me?” He fisted himself and moaned when his thumb touched his tip. “Now all you can do is watch and the only way you’re gonna cum is by yourself.”
You were frustrated to say the least.“Tooru please I’m sorry okay? I was just jealous” you whined out. “Quit arguing baby, the least you can do is a put on a show for me now”.
You didn’t want to give in to him but god he looked so pretty, especially with his head thrown back and that mischievous glimmer in his eyes had you hooked. The throbbing between your legs intensified as you saw him pleasure himself. You couldn’t hold back anymore.
You collected the wetness on your slit and slowly rubbed your clit. One of your hands travelled to your chest, pulling and tugging at your nipples. You slowly slid one finger into your wet heat and moaned at the intrusion. You toyed with yourself a bit more before sliding two fingers inside you.
“Keep your eyes on me” he gritted out. Your fingers felt so good inside you and it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything but the pleasure between your legs. But you listened to him, not wanting to test his limits, and watched as his hand moved up and down his shaft. His tip was leaking precum and it took all your might to not beg him to have a taste.
The intensity of the pleasure kept building up until you didn’t think you could hold out any longer. “Tooru I’m so c-close” you moaned out, your eyes locked with his. “Cum for me baby, don’t look away” he commanded. Soon enough he reached his peak and came all over his hands. The sight of him in pleasure triggered your orgasm and you moaned out his name as you came, your gummy walls clenching around your fingers.
Tooru got up to get a wash cloth and cleaned the both of you. He then took you in his arms and laid his head on your shoulder. “Next time you act like a jealous brat you won’t even get to cum” he said so in his condescending tone and then kissed you on your cheek.
All content belongs to LIAXXX109 © 2021.
Haikyuu boys who’d be into mutual masturbation pt.1
A/N: I’m gonna do a part two probably with kuroo and kenma. Lmk if you’d like to me do any other characters :) And if I have missed out anything in the content warnings then please tell me. NSFW under the cut.
Includes: Suna Rintarou, Oikawa Tooru.
Content Warnings: Masturbation, degradation, praise, phone sex¿, slight edging and denial, all characters are aged up (as per the timeskip), slight timeskip spoilers.
SUNA RINTARO
Being a world famous athlete had its perks but also its downfalls. The downfall being that Suna couldn’t always be around you and sometimes you’d have to go months before seeing each other.
It was just one of those days when he missed you and you were miles apart. He video called you and as soon as he saw your flushed face he was struck with an intense need to touch you.
You, unaware of what went through Suna’s head, excitedly spoke about your day and telling him a funny story about what happened at work today. He hummed and gave you half assed responses, but his eyes were trained on your pretty plush lips.
“Baby, I need you”, he interrupted you mid-sentence. “Oh, so you didn’t listen to a word I said huh” you laughed out.
“What do you want me to do then Rin?” you asked him with lust in your eyes. You looked at Rin, leaning against the headboard, in his black tee, fingers adorned with rings and you felt warm all over.
“Be a good doll and take your top off for me” he commanded in his gravely voice. He adjusted the camera so you could see the bulge through his sweatpants. You gulped and did as he told you to. Upon seeing your nipples he groaned out loud. “Play with them for me, do what I’d do if I was there” he said so as he palmed his erection through his sweats.
Gosh you were a pretty thing to look at. Skin flushed with arousal, fingers tugging at your nipples, face scrunched up in pain and pleasure. Oh and the sounds you made fuck, Suna knew the day he saw you, he’d devour you. He pulled his dick out of his pants and played with the tip slowly, throwing his head back in pleasure.
Seeing Suna like this did something to you. “Rin please can I touch myself, I need it so bad” you whined. “Yeah baby, show me how you play with your pussy when I’m not around.” You adjusted the camera to show him your pussy and how you played with it.
“Gosh you’re so wet baby, I bet if you put a finger in now it’d slide right in.” You slide your index finger in your wet cunt and both you and Suna moaned at the intrusion. He was fisting himself with an increased fervor, his eyes half lidded and fully trained on the picture of your pussy in front of him.
You slid another finger in and rubbed circles with your clit with the other hand. “Oh god Rin, want y-you so bad. Fuck lemme cum please.” you moaned out. Your pussy clenched around your fingers as you saw how abandoned in pleasure Suna was. “Yeah baby cum for me, put on a show for me.”
You threw your head back and moaned loudly, seeing stars as you finally came. You kept chanting “Rin, Rin, R-rin” as your thick walls kept clenching around nothing. “Oh fuck yeah, fuck you’re so beautiful baby” groaned Rin as he came all over his hand.
You both stayed like that for a while, coming down from your highs while soothing each other. He got up to clean himself and came back with a content smile on his face. “I love you babe and I can’t wait to be back home.”
OIKAWA TOORU
Tooru would use this as a way to tease the shit out of you and make you beg for more. He’d probably also use it as a form of punishment.
You’d been acting like a brat the whole day, giving Tooru the cold shoulder because he was being nice to his fangirls. He always found you amusing when you got jealous so he didn’t really put much thought into it. But it seemed today you were being a bit more stubborn than usual.
As soon as you both got home, you couldn’t stop yourself from taunting him for indulging his fangirls. At first he didn’t take you seriously and just laughed it off until you went a bit too far. “Why’d you even bother coming back home with me? I’m sure one of those whores would be more than happy to indulge you.”
He walked over to you, keeping his hands on your waist. “I know you’re mad baby, but don’t you think you’re taking it a bit too far? How about I show you just how much you mean to me hmm? Would you like that?” he whispered. He bit your ear and you threw your head back unto his shoulders. “Yeah maybe you oughta to do that” you whispered back.
He pulls you with him onto the couch and kisses you all over. His hands unbutton your shirt and push it off your shoulders. You both stay like this for a while, just kissing and undressing each other. And soon you start getting impatient.
Sensing that, Tooru takes your hand in his and makes you fold all your fingers except the index and middle finger. He drags your fingers to your mouth and pushes them past your lips. “Suck them like a good little whore.”
You wrap your lips around your fingers and suck them hard, waiting for further instructions. He takes your hand and drags it all the way down to your throbbing clit and makes you rub slow circles on it. You notice his other hand palming his dick through the pants. “Show me how I touch you baby” he commands.
Eager to please, you push your panties to the side and glide your fingers through the slit before settling on gently touching your clit. He leans back on the opposite end of the couch and pulls his hard length out of his pants. You can’t take your eyes off his pretty dick, it’s tip was flushed pink and your mouth watered. You wanted him in you.
He moves his hand up and down his shaft and stares at you intently. “Do you want it baby?” he asks. You bite your lip and nod your head frantically. “Brats don’t get what they want.”
“You really thought I’d be fine with you ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder? You think I’d let you get away with being disrespectful to me?” He fisted himself and moaned when his thumb touched his tip. “Now all you can do is watch and the only way you’re gonna cum is by yourself.”
You were frustrated to say the least.“Tooru please I’m sorry okay? I was just jealous” you whined out. “Quit arguing baby, the least you can do is a put on a show for me now”.
You didn’t want to give in to him but god he looked so pretty, especially with his head thrown back and that mischievous glimmer in his eyes had you hooked. The throbbing between your legs intensified as you saw him pleasure himself. You couldn’t hold back anymore.
You collected the wetness on your slit and slowly rubbed your clit. One of your hands travelled to your chest, pulling and tugging at your nipples. You slowly slid one finger into your wet heat and moaned at the intrusion. You toyed with yourself a bit more before sliding two fingers inside you.
“Keep your eyes on me” he gritted out. Your fingers felt so good inside you and it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything but the pleasure between your legs. But you listened to him, not wanting to test his limits, and watched as his hand moved up and down his shaft. His tip was leaking precum and it took all your might to not beg him to have a taste.
The intensity of the pleasure kept building up until you didn’t think you could hold out any longer. “Tooru I’m so c-close” you moaned out, your eyes locked with his. “Cum for me baby, don’t look away” he commanded. Soon enough he reached his peak and came all over his hands. The sight of him in pleasure triggered your orgasm and you moaned out his name as you came, your gummy walls clenching around your fingers.
Tooru got up to get a wash cloth and cleaned the both of you. He then took you in his arms and laid his head on your shoulder. “Next time you act like a jealous brat you won’t even get to cum” he said so in his condescending tone and then kissed you on your cheek.
All content belongs to LIAXXX109 © 2021. Do not modify or repost.
QUIET
Pairing: Oikawa x fem!reader
Summary: Reader is the manager of Seijoh and Oikawa’s ex girlfriend. Oikawa gets jealous of reader’s growing friendship with Iwaizumi and decides to show her who she belongs to. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (In their third year so they’re 18)
Content warnings: toxic manipulative oikawa, jealousy, angst, angry sex, exhibitionism, fingering, vaginal sex, degradation, slight praise, hair pulling. Let me know if I missed anything :)
Word Count: 3101 words
A/N: This is my submission for @atsumuscumslut “Fuck me right here” collab. Thanks for letting me join <33. Please check out the work of the other authors who took part in the collab.
The volleyball gym was empty and the constant thumping of the ball echoed through the court. Oikawa was practising his serves with utmost concentration. He wiped the sweat on his brow before going to pick the ball back up with a look of frustration in his eyes. His teammates had gone out for a break but he just couldn’t go out there knowing he had to face you. Seeing your face everyday, knowing just how much he hurt you and how you still managed to put on a smile and act professional just bothered him to no end. He wanted you to hate him, despise him or at least show some reaction but instead you carried on with your duties as the manager and treated him with utmost professionalism.
Had the breakup not hurt you? Did you just not care? Did he really mean that little to you?
His mind swirled with thoughts about you. Even today during practice, you smiled and joked around with the boys looking so happy and carefree. Oikawa knew he was in the wrong, since he was the one who hurt you and decided to end the relationship. But he couldn’t help but expect you to miss him at least a little. When he saw Iwa throw his arm around your shoulder and pull you in for a hug, Tooru just knew that if he faced you right now, he wouldn’t be able to control his actions or what came out of his mouth next. So he stayed back and decided to practice his serves to try and calm himself down. But so far he just managed to make himself angrier.
You lingered by the door, watching Oikawa throw the ball angrily and you couldn’t help but feel your chest constrict at the thought of how happy the both of you were mere days ago. You managed to act like you didn’t care or the fact that Oikawa leaving you hadn’t left a gaping hole in your heart that you knew only he could fix. No matter what went down between the two of you, you would never let your personal issues come in the way of volleyball since it meant everything to Tooru. So for his sake and yours, you put on a strong facade and acted with complete professional decency.
When everyone decided to take a little break you assumed Tooru would follow soon enough. But when he didn’t show up after 10 minutes, you decided you’d go and check up on him since he had a tendency to overwork himself. At least that’s what you told yourself as you walked towards the volleyball court. You knew the real reason you came to look for him was because you missed him too much and after days of pretending, you just wanted to be alone with him for a little bit even though you knew he didn’t care for you anymore.
Your eyes followed his every move and your mind was clouded with thoughts of how beautiful he was. He ran his hands through his hair, his brown eyes focusing solely on the ball, yet his mind seemed to be far away. You couldn’t help but shiver when you saw him in his element. He threw the ball up in the air with his lithe hands, jumping and then hitting it with all his might. There was an eerie sense of calmness on his face as he watched the ball bounce exactly where he wanted it to. You were mesmerised, you wanted to stop staring yet you couldn’t. He always managed to do this, to reel you in and drown you in a sea of emotions. You forced yourself to look away from his lean figure and decided to say something, anything to clear the fog in your head.
“It’s awfully stupid of you to overwork yourself right after recovering from an injury. Take a break.” You said this as you walked over to the edge of the court where the towels and water bottles were kept. Your heart was thumping out of your chest and it took everything in you to pretend like gathering the courage to speak to him didn’t almost kill you.
“And how is that any of your concern?” he spat out angrily.
You had expected Tooru to be angry but it still hurt when he spoke to you in that tone. But you knew you couldn’t give in to your emotions, especially not in front of him. “Well I am the manager of this team so the health of its members should be my concern. No?” Your voice displayed a false sense of calm, a condescending tone even, as you leaned on the wall and pretended to be nonchalant.
He snatched a towel from beside you and walked towards you till he managed to back you up against the wall. He towered over you and your faces were almost too close for comfort. Your thighs quivered at the proximity between the two of you.
Tooru didn’t know what came over him or what exactly he was planning to do. All he knew is that at this moment he wanted to be as close to you as possible and that he yearned for your touch. And he saw the way you gulped and the way your thighs shook when he came close to you. He wasn’t quite sure how you felt about him but he knew that your body was a different story altogether. He settled on following his instincts and ignoring his sense of logic altogether. His defences were withering away around you, they always had. So he resorted to what he did best, manipulated the player until they were nothing but puppets.
“Do you get a sense of satisfaction pretending like nothing happened between us? Does it feel good disregarding everything we had and just moving on without any remorse whatsoever?” he edged closer to you and saw that his voice alone was sending tremors through your body.
Tooru could feel your facade slowly breaking down. He felt the anger oozing out of you and he knew that the next words that were going to come out of your mouth were going to be harsh. He held his breath and you let out yours. “How dare you accuse me of not caring when you’re the one who ended everything we had in just a blink of a second? Were you not the same person who decided to end 2 years of being together just because you thought I would distract you from volleyball? I respected your decision and gave you space and you think that means I don't care?” you were breathless and panting hard as you said this. He didn’t back away but instead came closer until your whole body was trapped beneath his. One of his hands slammed on the wall beside you while the other hand caressed your cheeks so gently that you hardly even felt it. And then he squished your cheeks with his hand and pulled you upto to him. You knew you should try to jerk free but, his gaze lingered on your puckered lips and he was panting hard because of all the things he wanted to do to you. His eyes were brimming with anger, but also something else, something much more dark and twisted.
“Is that why you were getting so close with Iwa? Since you ‘care’ so much you decided to show it by trying to make me jealous? Well guess what babe? It’s working.” he spat out.
You could feel the tension brimming in the air and you knew that it would snap anytime now. Just when you thought something might happen, you both turned your head to the side after hearing shuffling near the door. From the window you saw that it was Iwa and you were about to move away when you heard Tooru swear and cover your mouth with his hand. “Not another word” he whispered harshly in your ears and pulled you into the equipment room.
You were disoriented for a second and before you could react, you felt yourself being pushed against the door and saw Tooru’s tall figure leaning over you. His hand was still covering your mouth and he bent down to your neck. “Your precious Iwa-chan is out there waiting for you, but you’re gonna be a good girl and stay quiet for me aren’t you?” he breathed against your neck. You unintentionally tilted your neck to give him more access. You felt his smirk against your neck and suddenly he was all over you. His hips touched yours, one of his hands went to your waist to pull you closer and the other went to your hair and pulled it back to expose your neck completely.
“You don’t own me, Tooru.” your voice was breathless and held no conviction at all. Tooru knew that you would do whatever he wanted at this moment because you were so far gone. “Oh yeah? Then call for Iwa or better yet, push me away and tell me to stop.” he said in his all too cocky tone. His hand tugged at your hair harshly and you hissed from the pain. You felt his lips touch your neck and he left soft kisses all over. You couldn't stop the little moan that escaped your lips and your hips jutted forward towards him. “Tell me to stop babe” his lips were all over you now. You grabbed his face with your hands and stared into his eyes, soaking his beauty in. You knew that right now your body was out of control and you would regret this moment but you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him.
The moment his lips touched yours, he embraced you, yearning to pull you closer, to engulf you. His lips left yours and travelled a path from your neck down to your chest, nipping and leaving marks all over. His eyes were on yours as he slowly unbuttoned your shirt and said, “Are you ever gonna want someone else this much? You think Iwa can give you this?”. You were too lost in his touch to conjure up an answer.
You felt your breath closing up and looked down to see his hands wrapped around you. “Answer me slut” he hissed slowly. He bit your nipple through the bra and his hand tightened its hold around your neck. “N-no no one b-but you Tooru” you moaned. His hand slid up under your skirt, playing with the hem of your panties. His knuckles lightly brushed over your clit through your panties and that little contact left you breathless and needy. You rested your head on his shoulder and whispered, “I need you”.
“You need me, yeah? I bet you didn’t think of this when Iwa was hugging you right? What else have you been doing with him?” he whispered venomously while his fingers were brushing against your clit over and over again. “S-stop it Tooru you know there’s nothing between me and Iwa '' you tried to defend yourself but he was making it hard for you to even think. You couldn’t take his teasing any longer and started to thrust your hips against his hand in a bid to get more friction where you needed it.
“What do you think you’re doing? You will take what I give you, so stop acting like a needy whore.” He completely withdrew his hands from your pussy. “Tooru please I can’t take it anymore” you whined out, desperate for his touch.
He opened his mouth to respond but before he could say anything, you both heard Iwa calling out your names. You were startled and were about to push Tooru away but he held your hands and pushed them above your head. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he said, “what makes you think I will stop just because Iwa is around? Or are you too worried about what Iwa-chan might say if he found you here?”
He slid his hands up, all the way to the waistband of your panties and in one smooth tug, pulled them down. They pooled around your legs and you kicked them off. He bit your ear and his index finger started rubbing slow, deliberate circles on your clit. “Aa-ah feels so g-good!” you moaned out. He swiped his fingers over your wet slit and brought them up to your mouth. “Suck.” he commanded as he pushed them past your lips. You greedily lapped at his fingers while looking him straight in the eye, swirling your tongue around them for good measure.
“You’re such a whore” he bit out. He pulled his fingers away from your mouth which resulted in a pop sound and before you knew it, he had two of those fingers shoved into you with a single thrust. You threw your head back in both pleasure and pain. Tooru used his other hand to cover your mouth in order to silence your moans. “Quiet” he harshly whispered.
His fingers started to fuck you in a slow but controlled pace and you were losing your mind. Just as you were getting used to the pleasure, he turned around and knotted his hand around your hair. He forced your head towards the little window in the equipment room and you saw Iwaizumi standing there with his phone in his hand. You were scared that he could see you but then realized that the window was tinted from the outside, so Iwa couldn’t see you both. Tooru started to increase the pace of his fingers and you clenched around them. “You’re such a whore, getting turned on by watching Iwa. This is the filthy shit you like huh?” he whispered. You were too lost in the moment to respond but all you knew was that this was turning you on. You were so wet and his thrusting fingers inside you were making a loud squelching sound. It all felt so lewd. Lewd but so good. He twisted his fingers inside you and found your spot. “F-fu-fuck I’m gonna cum pl-please oh god!” you were practically incoherent at this point. “Yeah that's a good girl, cum on my fingers baby” Tooru said, in his husky voice. You were putty in his hands and came apart, your moans muffled by your own hand. You were so lightheaded from your orgasm that your head fell back against him where your sensitive neck was exposed to the chill ventilation in the room. He let you breathe for a minute before saying, “I am not done with you yet.”
Tooru bent you forward so that your hands were resting on the window in front and your back was slotted against his front. He started to slowly grind against you and you moaned from the sensitivity. “I’m gonna fuck you and your eyes should be on Iwa-chan the whole time. Is that clear?” he commanded. You knew that this was wrong on so many levels but you missed Tooru and you missed his body, you craved him and would do whatever he asked at this moment. “Y-yes” you whispered slowly.
Tooru pulled his dick out of his pants and moved his hand up and down the shaft. He started to rub himself on your wet folds, you moaned when his dick rubbed over your clit. “Didn’t I tell you to be quiet?” he bit out, and pushed himself inside you in one single thrust. You both groaned at the intrusion and he slowly started to thrust in and out of you. “H-hn faster p-please!” you begged. He obliged and started to thrust into you with all his might. “O-oh my god f-fuck!” you moaned as you threw your head back. You felt a harsh tug on your hair as Tooru guided your head back towards the window, “I told you to look at him. Look at your precious Iwa-chan and tell me if he could fuck you like this” he groaned when your walls started to clench around him. Watching Iwa so unaware and unsuspecting of what was happening right behind him made you moan. This was driving you over the edge. You had to bite into your hand when Tooru started to play with your clit while thrusting inside you. “Answer me baby. Tell me if he could give it to you like this” he groaned. “Hm-hnn uh no, n-no one can, just you” you were a babbling mess as he rammed into you. He twisted his hips and repeatedly started to hit your spot. You screamed out loud.
You noticed Iwa froze, as though he heard something. Tooru bent down and whispered, “now look what you’ve done. Iwa definitely heard you, what is he going to think about his precious manager?” His words made you clench around him and Tooru groaned at the sensation. “So fucking filthy” he said as he started to thrust into you harder. It was all too much for you, the feeling of Tooru inside you, the fact that Iwa most likely heard you and Tooru’s filthy words. You could feel your peak approaching for the second time and your whole body felt as if it would break if Tooru kept pushing into you like this. “I’m go-gonna cum Tooru. Fuck it’s too much. Oh god!” you sobbed. “Not yet” he commanded. You whined and begged but he didn’t budge and just kept thrusting into you. You were crying now, tears falling down your cheeks as you tried to follow Tooru’s wishes. “Please please p-please” you chanted, hoping he would give you the reprieve that you desperately needed. His thrusts started to slow down and you knew that he was close. “F-fuck cum for me” he groaned. That was all you needed to let go and your pussy clenched around him, your thighs shaking as you approached your orgasm. You kept chanting his name the whole time, not caring who might’ve heard you.
But you should have because Iwa was looking right at you through the window. You blushed and panicked, embarrassed that Iwa caught on to what happened. You pushed Tooru off of you and hurriedly started to put your clothes back on. He lazily pulled his pants up while staring at you intensely. “We need to talk after practice,” he said. He pulled you in for a hug and kissed you on your forehead. You relaxed against him, feeling calm. You both knew you had a lot to talk about but for now staying like this was perfect.
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AOBA JOHSAI MASTERLIST
OIKAWA TOORU
Quiet
IWAIZUMI HAJIME
Pretty little thing
Haikyuu boys who’d be into mutual masturbation pt.1
A/N: I’m gonna do a part two probably with kuroo and kenma. Lmk if you’d like to me do any other characters :) And if I have missed out anything in the content warnings then please tell me. NSFW under the cut.
Includes: Suna Rintarou, Oikawa Tooru.
Content Warnings: Masturbation, degradation, praise, phone sex¿, slight edging and denial, all characters are aged up (as per the timeskip), slight timeskip spoilers.
SUNA RINTARO
Being a world famous athlete had its perks but also its downfalls. The downfall being that Suna couldn’t always be around you and sometimes you’d have to go months before seeing each other.
It was just one of those days when he missed you and you were miles apart. He video called you and as soon as he saw your flushed face he was struck with an intense need to touch you.
You, unaware of what went through Suna’s head, excitedly spoke about your day and telling him a funny story about what happened at work today. He hummed and gave you half assed responses, but his eyes were trained on your pretty plush lips.
“Baby, I need you”, he interrupted you mid-sentence. “Oh, so you didn’t listen to a word I said huh” you laughed out.
“What do you want me to do then Rin?” you asked him with lust in your eyes. You looked at Rin, leaning against the headboard, in his black tee, fingers adorned with rings and you felt warm all over.
“Be a good doll and take your top off for me” he commanded in his gravely voice. He adjusted the camera so you could see the bulge through his sweatpants. You gulped and did as he told you to. Upon seeing your nipples he groaned out loud. “Play with them for me, do what I’d do if I was there” he said so as he palmed his erection through his sweats.
Gosh you were a pretty thing to look at. Skin flushed with arousal, fingers tugging at your nipples, face scrunched up in pain and pleasure. Oh and the sounds you made fuck, Suna knew the day he saw you, he’d devour you. He pulled his dick out of his pants and played with the tip slowly, throwing his head back in pleasure.
Seeing Suna like this did something to you. “Rin please can I touch myself, I need it so bad” you whined. “Yeah baby, show me how you play with your pussy when I’m not around.” You adjusted the camera to show him your pussy and how you played with it.
“Gosh you’re so wet baby, I bet if you put a finger in now it’d slide right in.” You slide your index finger in your wet cunt and both you and Suna moaned at the intrusion. He was fisting himself with an increased fervor, his eyes half lidded and fully trained on the picture of your pussy in front of him.
You slid another finger in and rubbed circles with your clit with the other hand. “Oh god Rin, want y-you so bad. Fuck lemme cum please.” you moaned out. Your pussy clenched around your fingers as you saw how abandoned in pleasure Suna was. “Yeah baby cum for me, put on a show for me.”
You threw your head back and moaned loudly, seeing stars as you finally came. You kept chanting “Rin, Rin, R-rin” as your thick walls kept clenching around nothing. “Oh fuck yeah, fuck you’re so beautiful baby” groaned Rin as he came all over his hand.
You both stayed like that for a while, coming down from your highs while soothing each other. He got up to clean himself and came back with a content smile on his face. “I love you babe and I can’t wait to be back home.”
OIKAWA TOORU
Tooru would use this as a way to tease the shit out of you and make you beg for more. He’d probably also use it as a form of punishment.
You’d been acting like a brat the whole day, giving Tooru the cold shoulder because he was being nice to his fangirls. He always found you amusing when you got jealous so he didn’t really put much thought into it. But it seemed today you were being a bit more stubborn than usual.
As soon as you both got home, you couldn’t stop yourself from taunting him for indulging his fangirls. At first he didn’t take you seriously and just laughed it off until you went a bit too far. “Why’d you even bother coming back home with me? I’m sure one of those whores would be more than happy to indulge you.”
He walked over to you, keeping his hands on your waist. “I know you’re mad baby, but don’t you think you’re taking it a bit too far? How about I show you just how much you mean to me hmm? Would you like that?” he whispered. He bit your ear and you threw your head back unto his shoulders. “Yeah maybe you oughta to do that” you whispered back.
He pulls you with him onto the couch and kisses you all over. His hands unbutton your shirt and push it off your shoulders. You both stay like this for a while, just kissing and undressing each other. And soon you start getting impatient.
Sensing that, Tooru takes your hand in his and makes you fold all your fingers except the index and middle finger. He drags your fingers to your mouth and pushes them past your lips. “Suck them like a good little whore.”
You wrap your lips around your fingers and suck them hard, waiting for further instructions. He takes your hand and drags it all the way down to your throbbing clit and makes you rub slow circles on it. You notice his other hand palming his dick through the pants. “Show me how I touch you baby” he commands.
Eager to please, you push your panties to the side and glide your fingers through the slit before settling on gently touching your clit. He leans back on the opposite end of the couch and pulls his hard length out of his pants. You can’t take your eyes off his pretty dick, it’s tip was flushed pink and your mouth watered. You wanted him in you.
He moves his hand up and down his shaft and stares at you intently. “Do you want it baby?” he asks. You bite your lip and nod your head frantically. “Brats don’t get what they want.”
“You really thought I’d be fine with you ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder? You think I’d let you get away with being disrespectful to me?” He fisted himself and moaned when his thumb touched his tip. “Now all you can do is watch and the only way you’re gonna cum is by yourself.”
You were frustrated to say the least.“Tooru please I’m sorry okay? I was just jealous” you whined out. “Quit arguing baby, the least you can do is a put on a show for me now”.
You didn’t want to give in to him but god he looked so pretty, especially with his head thrown back and that mischievous glimmer in his eyes had you hooked. The throbbing between your legs intensified as you saw him pleasure himself. You couldn’t hold back anymore.
You collected the wetness on your slit and slowly rubbed your clit. One of your hands travelled to your chest, pulling and tugging at your nipples. You slowly slid one finger into your wet heat and moaned at the intrusion. You toyed with yourself a bit more before sliding two fingers inside you.
“Keep your eyes on me” he gritted out. Your fingers felt so good inside you and it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything but the pleasure between your legs. But you listened to him, not wanting to test his limits, and watched as his hand moved up and down his shaft. His tip was leaking precum and it took all your might to not beg him to have a taste.
The intensity of the pleasure kept building up until you didn’t think you could hold out any longer. “Tooru I’m so c-close” you moaned out, your eyes locked with his. “Cum for me baby, don’t look away” he commanded. Soon enough he reached his peak and came all over his hands. The sight of him in pleasure triggered your orgasm and you moaned out his name as you came, your gummy walls clenching around your fingers.
Tooru got up to get a wash cloth and cleaned the both of you. He then took you in his arms and laid his head on your shoulder. “Next time you act like a jealous brat you won’t even get to cum” he said so in his condescending tone and then kissed you on your cheek.
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QUIET
Pairing: Oikawa x fem!reader
Summary: Reader is the manager of Seijoh and Oikawa’s ex girlfriend. Oikawa gets jealous of reader’s growing friendship with Iwaizumi and decides to show her who she belongs to. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (In their third year so they’re 18)
Content warnings: toxic manipulative oikawa, jealousy, angst, angry sex, exhibitionism, fingering, vaginal sex, degradation, slight praise, hair pulling. Let me know if I missed anything :)
Word Count: 3101 words
A/N: This is my submission for @atsumuscumslut “Fuck me right here” collab. Thanks for letting me join <33. Please check out the work of the other authors who took part in the collab.
The volleyball gym was empty and the constant thumping of the ball echoed through the court. Oikawa was practising his serves with utmost concentration. He wiped the sweat on his brow before going to pick the ball back up with a look of frustration in his eyes. His teammates had gone out for a break but he just couldn’t go out there knowing he had to face you. Seeing your face everyday, knowing just how much he hurt you and how you still managed to put on a smile and act professional just bothered him to no end. He wanted you to hate him, despise him or at least show some reaction but instead you carried on with your duties as the manager and treated him with utmost professionalism.
Had the breakup not hurt you? Did you just not care? Did he really mean that little to you?
His mind swirled with thoughts about you. Even today during practice, you smiled and joked around with the boys looking so happy and carefree. Oikawa knew he was in the wrong, since he was the one who hurt you and decided to end the relationship. But he couldn’t help but expect you to miss him at least a little. When he saw Iwa throw his arm around your shoulder and pull you in for a hug, Tooru just knew that if he faced you right now, he wouldn’t be able to control his actions or what came out of his mouth next. So he stayed back and decided to practice his serves to try and calm himself down. But so far he just managed to make himself angrier.
You lingered by the door, watching Oikawa throw the ball angrily and you couldn’t help but feel your chest constrict at the thought of how happy the both of you were mere days ago. You managed to act like you didn’t care or the fact that Oikawa leaving you hadn’t left a gaping hole in your heart that you knew only he could fix. No matter what went down between the two of you, you would never let your personal issues come in the way of volleyball since it meant everything to Tooru. So for his sake and yours, you put on a strong facade and acted with complete professional decency.
When everyone decided to take a little break you assumed Tooru would follow soon enough. But when he didn’t show up after 10 minutes, you decided you’d go and check up on him since he had a tendency to overwork himself. At least that’s what you told yourself as you walked towards the volleyball court. You knew the real reason you came to look for him was because you missed him too much and after days of pretending, you just wanted to be alone with him for a little bit even though you knew he didn’t care for you anymore.
Your eyes followed his every move and your mind was clouded with thoughts of how beautiful he was. He ran his hands through his hair, his brown eyes focusing solely on the ball, yet his mind seemed to be far away. You couldn’t help but shiver when you saw him in his element. He threw the ball up in the air with his lithe hands, jumping and then hitting it with all his might. There was an eerie sense of calmness on his face as he watched the ball bounce exactly where he wanted it to. You were mesmerised, you wanted to stop staring yet you couldn’t. He always managed to do this, to reel you in and drown you in a sea of emotions. You forced yourself to look away from his lean figure and decided to say something, anything to clear the fog in your head.
“It’s awfully stupid of you to overwork yourself right after recovering from an injury. Take a break.” You said this as you walked over to the edge of the court where the towels and water bottles were kept. Your heart was thumping out of your chest and it took everything in you to pretend like gathering the courage to speak to him didn’t almost kill you.
“And how is that any of your concern?” he spat out angrily.
You had expected Tooru to be angry but it still hurt when he spoke to you in that tone. But you knew you couldn’t give in to your emotions, especially not in front of him. “Well I am the manager of this team so the health of its members should be my concern. No?” Your voice displayed a false sense of calm, a condescending tone even, as you leaned on the wall and pretended to be nonchalant.
He snatched a towel from beside you and walked towards you till he managed to back you up against the wall. He towered over you and your faces were almost too close for comfort. Your thighs quivered at the proximity between the two of you.
Tooru didn’t know what came over him or what exactly he was planning to do. All he knew is that at this moment he wanted to be as close to you as possible and that he yearned for your touch. And he saw the way you gulped and the way your thighs shook when he came close to you. He wasn’t quite sure how you felt about him but he knew that your body was a different story altogether. He settled on following his instincts and ignoring his sense of logic altogether. His defences were withering away around you, they always had. So he resorted to what he did best, manipulated the player until they were nothing but puppets.
“Do you get a sense of satisfaction pretending like nothing happened between us? Does it feel good disregarding everything we had and just moving on without any remorse whatsoever?” he edged closer to you and saw that his voice alone was sending tremors through your body.
Tooru could feel your facade slowly breaking down. He felt the anger oozing out of you and he knew that the next words that were going to come out of your mouth were going to be harsh. He held his breath and you let out yours. “How dare you accuse me of not caring when you’re the one who ended everything we had in just a blink of a second? Were you not the same person who decided to end 2 years of being together just because you thought I would distract you from volleyball? I respected your decision and gave you space and you think that means I don't care?” you were breathless and panting hard as you said this. He didn’t back away but instead came closer until your whole body was trapped beneath his. One of his hands slammed on the wall beside you while the other hand caressed your cheeks so gently that you hardly even felt it. And then he squished your cheeks with his hand and pulled you upto to him. You knew you should try to jerk free but, his gaze lingered on your puckered lips and he was panting hard because of all the things he wanted to do to you. His eyes were brimming with anger, but also something else, something much more dark and twisted.
“Is that why you were getting so close with Iwa? Since you ‘care’ so much you decided to show it by trying to make me jealous? Well guess what babe? It’s working.” he spat out.
You could feel the tension brimming in the air and you knew that it would snap anytime now. Just when you thought something might happen, you both turned your head to the side after hearing shuffling near the door. From the window you saw that it was Iwa and you were about to move away when you heard Tooru swear and cover your mouth with his hand. “Not another word” he whispered harshly in your ears and pulled you into the equipment room.
You were disoriented for a second and before you could react, you felt yourself being pushed against the door and saw Tooru’s tall figure leaning over you. His hand was still covering your mouth and he bent down to your neck. “Your precious Iwa-chan is out there waiting for you, but you’re gonna be a good girl and stay quiet for me aren’t you?” he breathed against your neck. You unintentionally tilted your neck to give him more access. You felt his smirk against your neck and suddenly he was all over you. His hips touched yours, one of his hands went to your waist to pull you closer and the other went to your hair and pulled it back to expose your neck completely.
“You don’t own me, Tooru.” your voice was breathless and held no conviction at all. Tooru knew that you would do whatever he wanted at this moment because you were so far gone. “Oh yeah? Then call for Iwa or better yet, push me away and tell me to stop.” he said in his all too cocky tone. His hand tugged at your hair harshly and you hissed from the pain. You felt his lips touch your neck and he left soft kisses all over. You couldn't stop the little moan that escaped your lips and your hips jutted forward towards him. “Tell me to stop babe” his lips were all over you now. You grabbed his face with your hands and stared into his eyes, soaking his beauty in. You knew that right now your body was out of control and you would regret this moment but you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him.
The moment his lips touched yours, he embraced you, yearning to pull you closer, to engulf you. His lips left yours and travelled a path from your neck down to your chest, nipping and leaving marks all over. His eyes were on yours as he slowly unbuttoned your shirt and said, “Are you ever gonna want someone else this much? You think Iwa can give you this?”. You were too lost in his touch to conjure up an answer.
You felt your breath closing up and looked down to see his hands wrapped around you. “Answer me slut” he hissed slowly. He bit your nipple through the bra and his hand tightened its hold around your neck. “N-no no one b-but you Tooru” you moaned. His hand slid up under your skirt, playing with the hem of your panties. His knuckles lightly brushed over your clit through your panties and that little contact left you breathless and needy. You rested your head on his shoulder and whispered, “I need you”.
“You need me, yeah? I bet you didn’t think of this when Iwa was hugging you right? What else have you been doing with him?” he whispered venomously while his fingers were brushing against your clit over and over again. “S-stop it Tooru you know there’s nothing between me and Iwa '' you tried to defend yourself but he was making it hard for you to even think. You couldn’t take his teasing any longer and started to thrust your hips against his hand in a bid to get more friction where you needed it.
“What do you think you’re doing? You will take what I give you, so stop acting like a needy whore.” He completely withdrew his hands from your pussy. “Tooru please I can’t take it anymore” you whined out, desperate for his touch.
He opened his mouth to respond but before he could say anything, you both heard Iwa calling out your names. You were startled and were about to push Tooru away but he held your hands and pushed them above your head. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he said, “what makes you think I will stop just because Iwa is around? Or are you too worried about what Iwa-chan might say if he found you here?”
He slid his hands up, all the way to the waistband of your panties and in one smooth tug, pulled them down. They pooled around your legs and you kicked them off. He bit your ear and his index finger started rubbing slow, deliberate circles on your clit. “Aa-ah feels so g-good!” you moaned out. He swiped his fingers over your wet slit and brought them up to your mouth. “Suck.” he commanded as he pushed them past your lips. You greedily lapped at his fingers while looking him straight in the eye, swirling your tongue around them for good measure.
“You’re such a whore” he bit out. He pulled his fingers away from your mouth which resulted in a pop sound and before you knew it, he had two of those fingers shoved into you with a single thrust. You threw your head back in both pleasure and pain. Tooru used his other hand to cover your mouth in order to silence your moans. “Quiet” he harshly whispered.
His fingers started to fuck you in a slow but controlled pace and you were losing your mind. Just as you were getting used to the pleasure, he turned around and knotted his hand around your hair. He forced your head towards the little window in the equipment room and you saw Iwaizumi standing there with his phone in his hand. You were scared that he could see you but then realized that the window was tinted from the outside, so Iwa couldn’t see you both. Tooru started to increase the pace of his fingers and you clenched around them. “You’re such a whore, getting turned on by watching Iwa. This is the filthy shit you like huh?” he whispered. You were too lost in the moment to respond but all you knew was that this was turning you on. You were so wet and his thrusting fingers inside you were making a loud squelching sound. It all felt so lewd. Lewd but so good. He twisted his fingers inside you and found your spot. “F-fu-fuck I’m gonna cum pl-please oh god!” you were practically incoherent at this point. “Yeah that's a good girl, cum on my fingers baby” Tooru said, in his husky voice. You were putty in his hands and came apart, your moans muffled by your own hand. You were so lightheaded from your orgasm that your head fell back against him where your sensitive neck was exposed to the chill ventilation in the room. He let you breathe for a minute before saying, “I am not done with you yet.”
Tooru bent you forward so that your hands were resting on the window in front and your back was slotted against his front. He started to slowly grind against you and you moaned from the sensitivity. “I’m gonna fuck you and your eyes should be on Iwa-chan the whole time. Is that clear?” he commanded. You knew that this was wrong on so many levels but you missed Tooru and you missed his body, you craved him and would do whatever he asked at this moment. “Y-yes” you whispered slowly.
Tooru pulled his dick out of his pants and moved his hand up and down the shaft. He started to rub himself on your wet folds, you moaned when his dick rubbed over your clit. “Didn’t I tell you to be quiet?” he bit out, and pushed himself inside you in one single thrust. You both groaned at the intrusion and he slowly started to thrust in and out of you. “H-hn faster p-please!” you begged. He obliged and started to thrust into you with all his might. “O-oh my god f-fuck!” you moaned as you threw your head back. You felt a harsh tug on your hair as Tooru guided your head back towards the window, “I told you to look at him. Look at your precious Iwa-chan and tell me if he could fuck you like this” he groaned when your walls started to clench around him. Watching Iwa so unaware and unsuspecting of what was happening right behind him made you moan. This was driving you over the edge. You had to bite into your hand when Tooru started to play with your clit while thrusting inside you. “Answer me baby. Tell me if he could give it to you like this” he groaned. “Hm-hnn uh no, n-no one can, just you” you were a babbling mess as he rammed into you. He twisted his hips and repeatedly started to hit your spot. You screamed out loud.
You noticed Iwa froze, as though he heard something. Tooru bent down and whispered, “now look what you’ve done. Iwa definitely heard you, what is he going to think about his precious manager?” His words made you clench around him and Tooru groaned at the sensation. “So fucking filthy” he said as he started to thrust into you harder. It was all too much for you, the feeling of Tooru inside you, the fact that Iwa most likely heard you and Tooru’s filthy words. You could feel your peak approaching for the second time and your whole body felt as if it would break if Tooru kept pushing into you like this. “I’m go-gonna cum Tooru. Fuck it’s too much. Oh god!” you sobbed. “Not yet” he commanded. You whined and begged but he didn’t budge and just kept thrusting into you. You were crying now, tears falling down your cheeks as you tried to follow Tooru’s wishes. “Please please p-please” you chanted, hoping he would give you the reprieve that you desperately needed. His thrusts started to slow down and you knew that he was close. “F-fuck cum for me” he groaned. That was all you needed to let go and your pussy clenched around him, your thighs shaking as you approached your orgasm. You kept chanting his name the whole time, not caring who might’ve heard you.
But you should have because Iwa was looking right at you through the window. You blushed and panicked, embarrassed that Iwa caught on to what happened. You pushed Tooru off of you and hurriedly started to put your clothes back on. He lazily pulled his pants up while staring at you intensely. “We need to talk after practice,” he said. He pulled you in for a hug and kissed you on your forehead. You relaxed against him, feeling calm. You both knew you had a lot to talk about but for now staying like this was perfect.
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Oikawa missing hours. The way I want this man oh god.
QUIET
Pairing: Oikawa x fem!reader
Summary: Reader is the manager of Seijoh and Oikawa’s ex girlfriend. Oikawa gets jealous of reader’s growing friendship with Iwaizumi and decides to show her who she belongs to. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (In their third year so they’re 18)
Content warnings: toxic manipulative oikawa, jealousy, angst, angry sex, exhibitionism, fingering, vaginal sex, degradation, slight praise, hair pulling. Let me know if I missed anything :)
Word Count: 3101 words
A/N: This is my submission for @atsumuscumslut “Fuck me right here” collab. Thanks for letting me join <33. Please check out the work of the other authors who took part in the collab.
The volleyball gym was empty and the constant thumping of the ball echoed through the court. Oikawa was practising his serves with utmost concentration. He wiped the sweat on his brow before going to pick the ball back up with a look of frustration in his eyes. His teammates had gone out for a break but he just couldn’t go out there knowing he had to face you. Seeing your face everyday, knowing just how much he hurt you and how you still managed to put on a smile and act professional just bothered him to no end. He wanted you to hate him, despise him or at least show some reaction but instead you carried on with your duties as the manager and treated him with utmost professionalism.
Had the breakup not hurt you? Did you just not care? Did he really mean that little to you?
His mind swirled with thoughts about you. Even today during practice, you smiled and joked around with the boys looking so happy and carefree. Oikawa knew he was in the wrong, since he was the one who hurt you and decided to end the relationship. But he couldn’t help but expect you to miss him at least a little. When he saw Iwa throw his arm around your shoulder and pull you in for a hug, Tooru just knew that if he faced you right now, he wouldn’t be able to control his actions or what came out of his mouth next. So he stayed back and decided to practice his serves to try and calm himself down. But so far he just managed to make himself angrier.
You lingered by the door, watching Oikawa throw the ball angrily and you couldn’t help but feel your chest constrict at the thought of how happy the both of you were mere days ago. You managed to act like you didn’t care or the fact that Oikawa leaving you hadn’t left a gaping hole in your heart that you knew only he could fix. No matter what went down between the two of you, you would never let your personal issues come in the way of volleyball since it meant everything to Tooru. So for his sake and yours, you put on a strong facade and acted with complete professional decency.
When everyone decided to take a little break you assumed Tooru would follow soon enough. But when he didn’t show up after 10 minutes, you decided you’d go and check up on him since he had a tendency to overwork himself. At least that’s what you told yourself as you walked towards the volleyball court. You knew the real reason you came to look for him was because you missed him too much and after days of pretending, you just wanted to be alone with him for a little bit even though you knew he didn’t care for you anymore.
Your eyes followed his every move and your mind was clouded with thoughts of how beautiful he was. He ran his hands through his hair, his brown eyes focusing solely on the ball, yet his mind seemed to be far away. You couldn’t help but shiver when you saw him in his element. He threw the ball up in the air with his lithe hands, jumping and then hitting it with all his might. There was an eerie sense of calmness on his face as he watched the ball bounce exactly where he wanted it to. You were mesmerised, you wanted to stop staring yet you couldn’t. He always managed to do this, to reel you in and drown you in a sea of emotions. You forced yourself to look away from his lean figure and decided to say something, anything to clear the fog in your head.
“It’s awfully stupid of you to overwork yourself right after recovering from an injury. Take a break.” You said this as you walked over to the edge of the court where the towels and water bottles were kept. Your heart was thumping out of your chest and it took everything in you to pretend like gathering the courage to speak to him didn’t almost kill you.
“And how is that any of your concern?” he spat out angrily.
You had expected Tooru to be angry but it still hurt when he spoke to you in that tone. But you knew you couldn’t give in to your emotions, especially not in front of him. “Well I am the manager of this team so the health of its members should be my concern. No?” Your voice displayed a false sense of calm, a condescending tone even, as you leaned on the wall and pretended to be nonchalant.
He snatched a towel from beside you and walked towards you till he managed to back you up against the wall. He towered over you and your faces were almost too close for comfort. Your thighs quivered at the proximity between the two of you.
Tooru didn’t know what came over him or what exactly he was planning to do. All he knew is that at this moment he wanted to be as close to you as possible and that he yearned for your touch. And he saw the way you gulped and the way your thighs shook when he came close to you. He wasn’t quite sure how you felt about him but he knew that your body was a different story altogether. He settled on following his instincts and ignoring his sense of logic altogether. His defences were withering away around you, they always had. So he resorted to what he did best, manipulated the player until they were nothing but puppets.
“Do you get a sense of satisfaction pretending like nothing happened between us? Does it feel good disregarding everything we had and just moving on without any remorse whatsoever?” he edged closer to you and saw that his voice alone was sending tremors through your body.
Tooru could feel your facade slowly breaking down. He felt the anger oozing out of you and he knew that the next words that were going to come out of your mouth were going to be harsh. He held his breath and you let out yours. “How dare you accuse me of not caring when you’re the one who ended everything we had in just a blink of a second? Were you not the same person who decided to end 2 years of being together just because you thought I would distract you from volleyball? I respected your decision and gave you space and you think that means I don't care?” you were breathless and panting hard as you said this. He didn’t back away but instead came closer until your whole body was trapped beneath his. One of his hands slammed on the wall beside you while the other hand caressed your cheeks so gently that you hardly even felt it. And then he squished your cheeks with his hand and pulled you upto to him. You knew you should try to jerk free but, his gaze lingered on your puckered lips and he was panting hard because of all the things he wanted to do to you. His eyes were brimming with anger, but also something else, something much more dark and twisted.
“Is that why you were getting so close with Iwa? Since you ‘care’ so much you decided to show it by trying to make me jealous? Well guess what babe? It’s working.” he spat out.
You could feel the tension brimming in the air and you knew that it would snap anytime now. Just when you thought something might happen, you both turned your head to the side after hearing shuffling near the door. From the window you saw that it was Iwa and you were about to move away when you heard Tooru swear and cover your mouth with his hand. “Not another word” he whispered harshly in your ears and pulled you into the equipment room.
You were disoriented for a second and before you could react, you felt yourself being pushed against the door and saw Tooru’s tall figure leaning over you. His hand was still covering your mouth and he bent down to your neck. “Your precious Iwa-chan is out there waiting for you, but you’re gonna be a good girl and stay quiet for me aren’t you?” he breathed against your neck. You unintentionally tilted your neck to give him more access. You felt his smirk against your neck and suddenly he was all over you. His hips touched yours, one of his hands went to your waist to pull you closer and the other went to your hair and pulled it back to expose your neck completely.
“You don’t own me, Tooru.” your voice was breathless and held no conviction at all. Tooru knew that you would do whatever he wanted at this moment because you were so far gone. “Oh yeah? Then call for Iwa or better yet, push me away and tell me to stop.” he said in his all too cocky tone. His hand tugged at your hair harshly and you hissed from the pain. You felt his lips touch your neck and he left soft kisses all over. You couldn't stop the little moan that escaped your lips and your hips jutted forward towards him. “Tell me to stop babe” his lips were all over you now. You grabbed his face with your hands and stared into his eyes, soaking his beauty in. You knew that right now your body was out of control and you would regret this moment but you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him.
The moment his lips touched yours, he embraced you, yearning to pull you closer, to engulf you. His lips left yours and travelled a path from your neck down to your chest, nipping and leaving marks all over. His eyes were on yours as he slowly unbuttoned your shirt and said, “Are you ever gonna want someone else this much? You think Iwa can give you this?”. You were too lost in his touch to conjure up an answer.
You felt your breath closing up and looked down to see his hands wrapped around you. “Answer me slut” he hissed slowly. He bit your nipple through the bra and his hand tightened its hold around your neck. “N-no no one b-but you Tooru” you moaned. His hand slid up under your skirt, playing with the hem of your panties. His knuckles lightly brushed over your clit through your panties and that little contact left you breathless and needy. You rested your head on his shoulder and whispered, “I need you”.
“You need me, yeah? I bet you didn’t think of this when Iwa was hugging you right? What else have you been doing with him?” he whispered venomously while his fingers were brushing against your clit over and over again. “S-stop it Tooru you know there’s nothing between me and Iwa '' you tried to defend yourself but he was making it hard for you to even think. You couldn’t take his teasing any longer and started to thrust your hips against his hand in a bid to get more friction where you needed it.
“What do you think you’re doing? You will take what I give you, so stop acting like a needy whore.” He completely withdrew his hands from your pussy. “Tooru please I can’t take it anymore” you whined out, desperate for his touch.
He opened his mouth to respond but before he could say anything, you both heard Iwa calling out your names. You were startled and were about to push Tooru away but he held your hands and pushed them above your head. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he said, “what makes you think I will stop just because Iwa is around? Or are you too worried about what Iwa-chan might say if he found you here?”
He slid his hands up, all the way to the waistband of your panties and in one smooth tug, pulled them down. They pooled around your legs and you kicked them off. He bit your ear and his index finger started rubbing slow, deliberate circles on your clit. “Aa-ah feels so g-good!” you moaned out. He swiped his fingers over your wet slit and brought them up to your mouth. “Suck.” he commanded as he pushed them past your lips. You greedily lapped at his fingers while looking him straight in the eye, swirling your tongue around them for good measure.
“You’re such a whore” he bit out. He pulled his fingers away from your mouth which resulted in a pop sound and before you knew it, he had two of those fingers shoved into you with a single thrust. You threw your head back in both pleasure and pain. Tooru used his other hand to cover your mouth in order to silence your moans. “Quiet” he harshly whispered.
His fingers started to fuck you in a slow but controlled pace and you were losing your mind. Just as you were getting used to the pleasure, he turned around and knotted his hand around your hair. He forced your head towards the little window in the equipment room and you saw Iwaizumi standing there with his phone in his hand. You were scared that he could see you but then realized that the window was tinted from the outside, so Iwa couldn’t see you both. Tooru started to increase the pace of his fingers and you clenched around them. “You’re such a whore, getting turned on by watching Iwa. This is the filthy shit you like huh?” he whispered. You were too lost in the moment to respond but all you knew was that this was turning you on. You were so wet and his thrusting fingers inside you were making a loud squelching sound. It all felt so lewd. Lewd but so good. He twisted his fingers inside you and found your spot. “F-fu-fuck I’m gonna cum pl-please oh god!” you were practically incoherent at this point. “Yeah that's a good girl, cum on my fingers baby” Tooru said, in his husky voice. You were putty in his hands and came apart, your moans muffled by your own hand. You were so lightheaded from your orgasm that your head fell back against him where your sensitive neck was exposed to the chill ventilation in the room. He let you breathe for a minute before saying, “I am not done with you yet.”
Tooru bent you forward so that your hands were resting on the window in front and your back was slotted against his front. He started to slowly grind against you and you moaned from the sensitivity. “I’m gonna fuck you and your eyes should be on Iwa-chan the whole time. Is that clear?” he commanded. You knew that this was wrong on so many levels but you missed Tooru and you missed his body, you craved him and would do whatever he asked at this moment. “Y-yes” you whispered slowly.
Tooru pulled his dick out of his pants and moved his hand up and down the shaft. He started to rub himself on your wet folds, you moaned when his dick rubbed over your clit. “Didn’t I tell you to be quiet?” he bit out, and pushed himself inside you in one single thrust. You both groaned at the intrusion and he slowly started to thrust in and out of you. “H-hn faster p-please!” you begged. He obliged and started to thrust into you with all his might. “O-oh my god f-fuck!” you moaned as you threw your head back. You felt a harsh tug on your hair as Tooru guided your head back towards the window, “I told you to look at him. Look at your precious Iwa-chan and tell me if he could fuck you like this” he groaned when your walls started to clench around him. Watching Iwa so unaware and unsuspecting of what was happening right behind him made you moan. This was driving you over the edge. You had to bite into your hand when Tooru started to play with your clit while thrusting inside you. “Answer me baby. Tell me if he could give it to you like this” he groaned. “Hm-hnn uh no, n-no one can, just you” you were a babbling mess as he rammed into you. He twisted his hips and repeatedly started to hit your spot. You screamed out loud.
You noticed Iwa froze, as though he heard something. Tooru bent down and whispered, “now look what you’ve done. Iwa definitely heard you, what is he going to think about his precious manager?” His words made you clench around him and Tooru groaned at the sensation. “So fucking filthy” he said as he started to thrust into you harder. It was all too much for you, the feeling of Tooru inside you, the fact that Iwa most likely heard you and Tooru’s filthy words. You could feel your peak approaching for the second time and your whole body felt as if it would break if Tooru kept pushing into you like this. “I’m go-gonna cum Tooru. Fuck it’s too much. Oh god!” you sobbed. “Not yet” he commanded. You whined and begged but he didn’t budge and just kept thrusting into you. You were crying now, tears falling down your cheeks as you tried to follow Tooru’s wishes. “Please please p-please” you chanted, hoping he would give you the reprieve that you desperately needed. His thrusts started to slow down and you knew that he was close. “F-fuck cum for me” he groaned. That was all you needed to let go and your pussy clenched around him, your thighs shaking as you approached your orgasm. You kept chanting his name the whole time, not caring who might’ve heard you.
But you should have because Iwa was looking right at you through the window. You blushed and panicked, embarrassed that Iwa caught on to what happened. You pushed Tooru off of you and hurriedly started to put your clothes back on. He lazily pulled his pants up while staring at you intensely. “We need to talk after practice,” he said. He pulled you in for a hug and kissed you on your forehead. You relaxed against him, feeling calm. You both knew you had a lot to talk about but for now staying like this was perfect.
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PRETTY LITTLE THING
Pairing: Drummer!Iwaizumi Hajime x Fan!fem reader
Summary: After attending a concert of the famous "Seijoh 4", reader gets invited to the band's after party. Reader hits it off with the band's drummer, Iwaizumi and the night progresses into something more. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (POST TIME-SKIP)
Content Warnings: Pining, use of alcohol, sex under the influence, choking, praise, degradation, vaginal sex, fingering, hard dom Iwa, cursing, hair pulling. Please let me know if I missed anything:)
Word Count: 5.6k. This wasn't supposed to be this long but I got carried away.
A/N: This is my piece for Anilysium's 'Bad to the Bone' collab. Please check out the masterlist of the collab to see the work of the other authors and artists:)
This picture of Iwa was my inspo for this fic, so feel free to check it out! I may write a part 2 for this idk.
University was honestly a bust. After attending classes for 5 hours your brain had officially turned into mush and you were exhausted to the bone. You lived off-campus with your best friend and your place was about 20 minutes away from uni. On your bus ride home, you proceeded to follow your daily routine of listening to your favorite band, the “Seijoh Four”.
As soon as you hit play, the gentle strumming of the guitar filled your ears. As the intensity of the strumming increased, you heard the hauntingly beautiful voice of the lead singer, Oikawa Tooru. You knew nothing about the technicalities of music but you had a feeling in your gut that he hit all the notes perfectly. And then you heard it. The low but steady thumping of the drums. As the throbbing sound rose, you felt your heart jump in your chest. You loved the beat of the drums, especially when played by Iwaizumi Hajime. Somehow, whenever you heard him play, you felt a sudden jolt of adrenaline flow through your veins where your heart was filled with a sense of gallantry. It made you feel as though you could rule the world and freedom was in the palm of your hands.
Your body was buzzing with excitement and it felt as though all your exhaustion washed away with the music. This is why you loved them - The Seijoh Four. But it was clear you had a favorite and that had to be the drummer, Iwaizumi. His artistry made you feel free of the shackles of your everyday life and for that you were grateful to him, even if you never met him. His music made you crave danger, and live life like a reckless teenager.
Sometimes you thought you were just a little too obsessed with him. There was a part of you that knew you were being too delusional, but you couldn’t help but wonder what kind of man Iwaizumi was. Was he like his music? Strong, adventurous yet steady. His physique certainly indicated that. He had the best arms you had ever seen on a man. Filled with intricate tattoos, they allured you and beckoned you to be trapped in this web. You remembered the video you saw of him playing the drums, his arms moving at an unimaginable speed, head bobbing with the rhythm of the music. He looked beautiful, rugged and definitely rough on the edges, but beautiful nonetheless.
You had to snap out of this. Everytime you heard their music, you thought of Iwaizumi and then your mind wandered down the never-ending spiral of knowing what Iwaizumi would feel like. You always prided yourself in being a logical person, you never let your emotions get the best of you, so how is it that this man, who you have never even met, managed to make you feel like you would combust from the inside. You dragged your thoughts away from him and tried to think of what you would do when you got home. You managed to distract yourself for now, burdened with the thoughts of billions of assignments you had to finish.
You heaved a sigh of relief as you finally got home. You dropped your bag and fell flat on the bed. You felt your eyes close shut and soon your body followed. But right before you could fall asleep, you felt the bed shift and when you opened your eyes, your best friend and roommate - Olivia, was staring right at you. And then she screamed. Startled, you got up with a jolt and looked at her in surprise. “What happened? Is something wrong? Why did you scream?” you frantically asked her.
Olivia started to jump around the room, squealing in excitement. “Bitch! You’re not gonna believe what I have. After this, you will have to admit that I am the greatest friend ever” she was practically screeching at this point. You rolled your eyes, “Well I won't know unless you tell me right?” And then you noticed that she seemed to be hiding something behind her back.
“Okay... okay sooooo...., I got us tickets to ‘The Seijoh Four’s’ show this Friday!!!” she squealed. “Oh-my-god no way! How did you manage to do that?! Oh my god, I can’t believe it!” you were screaming and shaking with excitement.
“Annnd that’s not all. So remember I told you about Kuroo, the guy from my economics class? Well he is friends with the band members and he has passes to the afterparty and he’s cool with the both of us tagging along. Do you believe that?! Omg, we could probably meet the band!!” she said excitedly. You didn’t quite know how to react. You were excited, obviously, but your mind immediately wandered to being able to see Iwaizumi up close and you felt a buzz through your body. You pulled Olivia in a bone crushing hug.“Thank you, thank you so much! This is honestly the best piece of news I’ve heard all week and it’s just what I needed.”
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Friday couldn’t come any faster. You and Liv were excited to say the least and had planned everything, including your outfits. Your classes seemed to be moving slower than usual, or maybe it was just because your mind was filled with thoughts of the concert. You always felt connected to their music and to think you were going to actually hear it live sent shivers down your spine. And then there was the after party. The more you mulled over it, the more nervous you became. Would you actually get to talk to them? What would the members be like? You didn’t think they would be arrogant since they were a very underground band, but you can never tell with things like these. Most importantly, you wondered what he would be like. There was a huge possibility that you wouldn’t really be able to see him, but your mind couldn’t help but wander to the possibility that you could.
You snap out of your thoughts by the professor’s voice booming through the lecture hall. He spoke about the assigned work for this lecture and finally ended the class. This was your last class and as you walked out of the classroom the realisation hit you that today was Friday and in a few hours you would be at the concert. Not being able to contain your excitement, you hurried back to catch the bus ride home. The next few hours were spent with you and Liv gushing about how amazing tonight was going to be as the both of you dressed up for the night.
It was surreal. The concert hadn’t even started yet but all you could say was that it was surreal. The flashing lights, the band setting up their equipment, the crowd thrumming with excitement, all of it felt exhilarating. Some might say you sounded like a little kid, excited over something like a concert as though it was your first, but this was special to you. They were special to you. Their music helped you find your slice of heaven and now you get to see it right in front of you.
Liv and Kuroo stood beside you, talking to each other animatedly about how beautiful the set up was, but their voice was just a distant humming for you. You were too far gone in this euphoric sensation to make sense of others around you.
And then, it happened. The lights in the small concert hall went out. All eyes turned to the stage where the band stood, shrouded in darkness. A bright blue light shone on the lead singer, Oikawa and the crowd shrieked with excitement. The crowd was engulfed in silence as soon as he spoke. Oikawa started to belt out the first lyrics of the song, his soft, smooth voice filling all your senses at once.
All of a sudden, the entire stage was lit and the band began to play the song in all its glory. You felt the elation of the small but cheering crowd. Your eyes searched the stage till you saw him. Iwaizumi wore a white vest with black baggy pants. His body moved with energy as he banged the drums with all his might. His hair was sticking up wildly and his head shook with the flow of the music. And then he looked at the crowd and flashed them a smile. You were mesmerised. Starstruck.
It was as though the music had taken control of your body. You swayed, jumped and shrieked along with the crowd, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on your body. There was a feeling of jubilation in the crowd as if they were both firmly solid on the ground and levitating all at once. You felt electrified and at peace at the same time. Your senses soaked the music in, gulping it and feeling it flow through your veins. You had never felt like this. You were high off the music, you were flying. You looked at Liv and smiled as you threw your head back and swayed your body with the rhythm. You knew it in your bones, you’d never forget this night.
Three hours of pure heaven. That’s what the concert felt like. And now it is over, but the night was hardly over for you. As you drove to the club where the after party was being held, Kuroo told Liv and you about how he knew the band. He met them when they were in highschool. He said they always had a passion for music and had been working on it since he knew them. You wanted to know more about Iwaizumi but you didn’t question him because you didn’t want to seem like you were prying.
As Kuroo recalled stories of his childhood, you tried your best to calm your nerves. You tried not to think about how you would react if you spoke to them.
After a 30 minute drive, you finally reached the club. Liv noticed how tense you were. “Hey babe listen, I know you’re freaking out, but remember we’re here to party and have a great time. So let’s do that, yeah?” she said while pulling you in for a side hug. You felt your nerves slowly dissipate. You were here to party and that’s exactly what you were going to do. God knows you desperately needed that.
Kuroo showed his passes to the bouncer and the three of you were ushered into the club. The strobing lights and the smell of alcohol and sweat overpowered all your senses at once. You saw the bar and decided to make a beeline for it, but before you could go any further, Kuroo stopped you. “Let’s go to the VIP section, the band’s party is up there” he said. You and Liv followed him up a set of stairs and before you knew it you were in the VIP section.
It was relatively quieter than the rest of the club and the area in general looked very posh and comfortable. There was a bar on the left side and the loud music of the club was audible, but slightly muted, as though a veil had been cast over it. You looked around, trying to find the band but it seemed like they weren’t here yet. You let out a sigh of relief tinged with a hint of disappointment.
The night was going well, way beyond your expectations. After getting a few drinks in, you and Liv let loose and lost yourself in the music. You danced wildly, like you hadn’t in years. The both of you belted out the lyrics of the songs while moving against each other. Kuroo had left the both of you alone for a while, saying he was going to talk to some of his friends for a bit.
You leaned down to Liv’s ear and said, “I’m gonna get us something to drink, my throat is parched. Do you want something?” She shook her head and said, “I’m gonna go talk to Kuroo for a bit, so you’ll be okay being alone for a while?” You nodded, “yeah sure, go ahead. I’m gonna get something to drink and rest for a bit.”
You swayed towards the bar and sat on one of the stools. You needed some water before you had any alcohol right now. You asked the bartender for a bottle of water and gulped it down as soon as you got it. “You seem to dance really well. Are you a professional?” a deep voice asked you. You turned around and found Iwaizumi Hajime sitting on the stool beside you, looking straight at you. Your mind went blank for a second, it’s like you couldn’t process what was happening right now. There was a voice in your head which told you to stop staring at him and not make a fool of yourself. But you were in complete shock. Somehow, you managed to gather your wits together and said, “Uhm no, I’m not a professional but t-thank you for the compliment.” His gaze was piercing and you quivered under it. “I’m Iwaizumi”, he said while extending a hand out. You shook his hand back and replied, “Yes of course I know. Uh I mean I attended your concert.” His eyes seemed to hold contact with you unrelentingly. “I’m Y/N.” You wish you wouldn’t stutter so much but you just couldn’t believe that he was talking to you.
You were a pretty little thing, Iwaizumi thought. From the moment he saw you dancing on the floor, hips swaying wildy with the beat, he was awestruck. And then he saw you heading towards the bar and he knew this was his chance to start a conversation with you. Maybe it was your stuttering or the way you couldn’t stop staring at him that gave away the fact that you were clearly a fan. That thought excited him, maybe even slightly stroked his ego. Your nervous stutter and the way you kept avoiding his eyes was so darn cute.
“So, how’d you like the concert?” he asked. “Oh, it was brilliant. I enjoyed every second of it. My favorite part was when you guys played the second set. It has got to be one of the best performances I’ve seen live” you replied animatedly. So you were a hardcore fan, even better. It’s rare to find fans who are so invested in the details of the show and he enjoyed hearing you complimenting their work.
“Thank you, that makes me feel reassured since I was a bit nervous before the show. But your compliment has to be the highlight of my day” he replied with a crooked grin. “O-oh, I’m glad” you shyly replied while ducking your head. You were so clearly flustered by whatever he did, he was enjoying every second of it.
“Did you come here alone y/n?” he said. He had to know if you were with someone because you were too beautiful to not make a move on. “I came with two of my friends, they’re over there” you said while pointing towards a boy and a girl standing in the corner of the bar. He saw the black spiky hair and realized you were pointing towards Kuroo. “Oh! You know Kuroo?” he asked. Please don’t be Kuroo’s girlfriend, he thought. “Not exactly, he’s my best friend’s classmate and he knew we liked your band, so he got us tickets to the party” you replied. He released a breath he didn’t know he was holding. So you were fair game.
“Aah makes sense. So tell me about yourself y/n” he asked. You were nervous, but not as much as before. For some reason you felt safe around him. “I’m a literature student and I have no clue what else I want to do with my life yet” you replied while shaking your head. “Literature? Wow. Why don’t I buy you a drink and you can tell me about what it’s like studying literature” he replied while scooting his stool closer to yours.
The proximity was making your head swim, he smelled good. You didn’t want your mind going in such directions, especially when you were talking to one of your favorite artists, but you couldn’t help yourself, not when he was so close to you. “I will take you up on that drink but being a literature student is a pain in the ass is all. There’s nothing fun to it” you tried to respond with a little more confidence. You were not a fool, you knew Iwaizumi was flirting with you, at least you hoped he was.
While he spoke to the bartender, you looked at him. Gosh was he beautiful. He changed his outfit after the concert. Now he wore a black tank with black cargo pants and heavy lace-up boots. Like always, you couldn’t keep your eyes off his tattoos, they seemed to draw you in. He noticed you staring. “Do you like them?” he asked, referring to his tattoos. You were embarrassed that he caught you staring and felt your cheeks heat up. “Yeah, they’re beautiful. Do they have any special meanings behind them?” you asked. “Some do, but I got some of them just because they looked good,” he replied.
You saw an intricate pattern of an S with a 4 entwined in it. Without thinking, your hand moved forward to touch it. “Is this a symbol for the band?” you asked as though in a daze. A second later you realized what you just did and you were embarrassed to say the least. “I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have done that, it just looked really beautiful” you replied. God now he’s going to think you are so weird for doing that and have definitely ruined your chance with him. But you were in for a surprise when he just shook his head and laughed lightly. “It’s alright. Yeah the whole band got matching tattoos the day we released our first song. And I don’t mind you touching my tattoos” he replied while fixing you with his stare. It seemed as though the whole mood in the room shifted and now you were aware of the tension between the two of you. You sipped your drink, while trying to calm yourself down. Oh god how were you supposed to respond to that. Luckily you didn’t have to.
Iwaizumi stood up and grabbed your hand, pulling you with him, “would you like to dance?” he asked. This was really happening. Your mind really didn’t have time to process this. You mumbled a yes in a daze. He guided you to the dance floor and the music hit you with the realization that you were here, dancing with Iwaizumi Hajime.
He twirled you around, swaying your bodies with the music. You were happy. You felt as though your whole body was on fire and you were drunk on him. He smiled at you while pulling you close to him. “Is this okay?” he asked while putting his hands on your waist. You nodded and said, “it’s more than okay.” The song that was playing was sensual, at least it was in your head. Maybe it was the drinks, or the song, or just the presence of Iwaizumi, but you felt a surge of confidence flow through you. You turned around, your back against his front, and slowly slithered down against him. As you slid back up, his hands on your waist pulled you against him. He started swaying his body along with yours while his head rested on the crook of your neck. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered in your ears. The sensation of his breath against your neck made you shiver in his arms. His fingers kept drawing light circles on your skin.
You felt dizzy, it was like there was a fog of lust blanketing the both of you. You needed him, god you craved him. His touch was driving you crazy. You felt his lips lightly touch the skin behind your ears. You heard him ask, “Are you okay with this?” You were so drunk on this, you didn’t think you were capable of forming a coherent answer. Yet, you replied with a soft yes but it came out like a broken moan. His hands gripped your waist tighter and flipped you around so that you were facing him. You were met with his lust filled gaze and he was so…so goddamn close. You could feel his breath on your lips and if you moved slightly forward, you knew they’d touch. You felt one of his hands slowly slide up the length of your body as it came to rest on your throat. His thumb pulled at your bottom lip while he rested his forehead against yours. His voice was breathless as he asked, “do you want to get out of here?”
Iwaizumi was staying in a hotel temporarily, a few minutes away from the club. You texted Liv that you had gone out with Iwaizumi and promised to explain everything later.
While he hailed a cab, Iwaizumi clasped your hand tightly. You were nervous as to what was going to happen but you wanted this. You have never wanted a man as much as you did with Iwaizumi. The chemistry between the two of you felt like gasoline, one spark and it would light up in flames. Maybe you would get caught in it, but you didn’t care.
As the two of you got in the cab, Iwaizumi started to sense your nerves. He caressed your hand, trying to soothe you. “If you’re not okay with this then we can stop anytime, we don’t have to do anything. We can just talk and hang out with each other” he said. You were so in awe of him. He was respectful and the perfect gentleman. “I’m fine Iwaizumi, I want this just as much as you” you replied while scooting closer to him.
“Just call me Iwa,” he whispered. He was staring right at you and you felt your heart lurch. The effect he had on you was crazy. He could ask you to do anything. Anything at all and you would gladly do it for him.
The cab ride was pure torture. Your hands were clasped together but the both of you wanted so much more. His fingers caressing your arms caused goosebumps to erupt on your skin and you were losing your mind.
The walk from the elevator to Iwa’s room has to be the most sexually charged moment you have ever experienced. Iwa opened the door and you entered with your nerves all over the place. He shut the door as soon as you were inside and pushed you against it. “I can’t take this anymore, I need you” he said while his arms caged you. He leaned forward until your lips were lightly brushing against each other. You both stayed that way for a few seconds, breathing hard against each other, waiting to see who would lose first. You tried. You really tried to hold on for longer but your senses were overpowered with the feel of him. You pulled him by his tank and smashed your lips against his. He kissed you back passionately, drinking you in everytime your lips touched. He kept moving forward till there was no space between the two of you, your chest touching his. His hands ran over the back of your thighs till he lifted you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your skirt bunching up as his hips touched yours. One of his hands wrapped around your hair, tilting your head to the side, giving him access to your neck.
He nibbled on your neck, slow at first but then biting into the skin. You mewled at the sensation. You could feel all of him. His hips pressing into yours and his lips on your skin. You were burning up, feverish with lust. You grabbed onto his shoulders, your hands fisting around his tank. “I want you. Now, Iwa.” you demanded.
Instead of responding, he walked the both of you towards the bed and then dropped you on it. You leaned against the headboard, feeling like a prey about to be feasted by the predator. His eyes never left yours as he came closer and closer till there was nothing left between the two of you. His fingers fiddled with the hem of your top as he said, “take this off for me, pretty girl.” It was like he had you under a spell where you felt compelled to listen to him. You held eye contact as you slowly lifted your top and threw it over your head.
He pulled you on top of him and started to leave little bites all over your neck and chest. His hands fiddled with the hook of your bra and then he flicked it open. The straps fell loosely around your shoulders and Iwa pulled them off completely while peppering your shoulder with kisses. His eyes went feral as he saw your breasts bared in front of him. His hand wrapped itself around your neck, putting just enough pressure to feel good and make you breathless. His lips found your left breast and you moaned at the sensation. He lightly bit your nipple while maintaining his hold on your neck. You felt euphoric. The lack of air mixed with the feeling of his lips had you grinding on him. Your hips moved on their own accord as you felt his hard-on pressing against your core.
His hand left your neck, giving you time to breathe. He started to move your waist on him, helping you grind against him. “Do you feel that? That’s how much I want you” he said while twisting your right nipple between his fingers. “A-ah! That feels so g-g-good Iwa” you moaned out. You pulled at his tank till he got the hint and pulled it off in one smooth move. He was gorgeous. You couldn’t stop yourself from running your hands all over him, especially his sculpted torso. You started to kiss his neck while your hand slid down the valley of his abs all the way to his bulging hard-on. But before you could do anything, his hand clasped your wrist and stopped you. “Wait” he said.
He moved you both to the edge of the bed and told you to stand up. You were confused but you did what he asked. He slowly started to unzip your skirt while looking up at you. Once your skirt was unzipped, it pooled around your legs. He slowly slid his hands up your legs, his fingertips brushing your inner thigh. The teasing was driving you mad and you needed him to touch you. He stopped at the apex of your inner thigh and gently kissed your clit through your panties. You jerked at the sudden sensation and grabbed his hair. He ran his index finger over your slit and you felt like your legs would give out at any moment. “I can feel how wet you are through your panties. Tell me how badly you want me to touch you” he commanded. His voice sends shivers down your spine. “Mm-mmh god all I can think of is your touch. I need this Iwa, please” you pleaded, while peering into his eyes.
He slid your panties down your legs and got down on his knees. You kicked them aside as soon as they touched the floor. He lifted your right leg and rested it on his shoulder and started to pepper it with kisses from the calf to the inner thigh. He nipped at your inner thigh and you felt his nose brush against your clit. The little contact had you keening and you thrust your hips towards his face. He started to kitten lick your slit. While his thumb drew light circles on your clit. “I-Iwa please, stop teas-” you stopped mid sentence as he dived into your pussy. He ate you out like you were his last meal. His tongue moved in and out of your hole and his thumb started to rub your clit with more fervor. You could feel yourself reaching the edge and your thighs started to tremble in his hold. He pulled his mouth off of you and slowly inserted his middle finger inside you. “I can feel you clenching around my finger. Don’t cum yet baby” he commanded. He inserted a second finger and started to thrust them in and out of you. You were so wet. You could hear the squelching sound of his fingers and your inner thighs were sticky with your slick. “God, look at that. You’re fucking dripping all over my fingers” he said patronisingly. He crooked his fingers inside you, making a come-hither motion. You felt him rub your spot inside and you were screaming at the sensation. “A-ah I- please! I’m..oh god” you mumbled incoherently. “Shh-shh s’okay I got you baby. Go on, cum for me” he whispered. Your whole body shuddered as you came apart on his fingers. Your hole fluttered uncontrollably on his fingers and your legs gave out from the force of your orgasm.
While coming down from your orgasm, Iwa rubbed your back to calm you down. After a few seconds, you sat down on the edge of the bed. Iwa stood in front of you and stroked your hair. You pulled him closer by the belt loops of his pants and started to unbutton them while looking up at him. He kept stroking your hair and looked at you with desire in his eyes as you pulled his pants down. You palmed him through his boxers, intimated by the size of him. He pulled away from you and slowly slid his boxers off, kicking them aside along with his pants. He was big. Your pussy clenched at the thought of taking all of him and you gulped.
He walked towards you, and lifted you by the waist. You clung to him, kissing him passionately. He sat down on the bed and positioned you on top of him. While the both of you kissed, you felt him positioning his length against your hole. You slightly lifted yourself up while your hands were on his shoulders for support. You looked down at where he was lined up against you, your wetness coating his tip. He lifted your chin up with his fingers and said, “I want your eyes on me the whole time. Got it?” You nodded while looking straight at him.
He pulled you down on him in a one swift movement and your eyes widened as you took all of him at once. He was just so big. You felt like you were being split in two. “Y-you’re so bi-big Iwa” you whined. “And you’re gonna take all of me like a good girl aren’t you?” he said. You nodded and started to move up and down his length while holding eye contact like he asked. “M-mh you feel so good baby. Keep moving, yeah just like that. Such a good fucking girl” he said. His praise egged you on and you started to move faster, wanting to please him. He was so deep inside you, you could feel him inside your gut. You felt your eyes dropping, feeling drunk on his cock. Your eyes shut and your mouth fell open, moaning about how good he felt.
You felt a light slap on your cheek. “I told you to keep your eyes on me, didn’t I? You’re so fucking cock drunk you can’t follow a simple command?” he scoffed. “M’sorry Iwa, it j-just feels so so good” you mumbled incoherently.
All of a sudden you were flipped over and found yourself on your back with Iwa on top of you. He pushed your thighs to your chest and started to thrust inside you at an unimaginable speed. You were seeing stars. He was so so deep. The sound of skin slapping against skin was loud and the smell of sex filled the room. Your slick was dripping everywhere. You felt an intense sensation building up inside you. This was different, you knew it was. It overwhelmed all your senses and you couldn’t think. “I-Iwa I’m oh! Fuck I’m gonna aah-” you moaned out while squirting all over his cock. Your whole body shook and quaked.
“F-fuck! That’s it, the baby. Squirt all over my cock. I’m close, m’gonna fill this pretty pussy up. You’d like that wouldn’t you? My pretty little thing” he babbled while thrusting in you like a madman. Iwa painted your walls with his cum and you felt warmth spread all over your body. He collapsed over you and the both of you breathed hard while coming down from your peaks.
Iwa cleaned you up and ran a bath for you. After helping you bathe, he wrapped you in towels and laid you down on his bed, caressing your hair. The unanswered question of what happens next lingered in the air and you worried at the thought of whether you were just a one-night stand to Iwa. You tried to come up with something to say without sounding desperate.
Iwa slid under the covers beside you and pulled you against him. “Would you like to have breakfast with me tomorrow?” he asked with a sweet sleepy smile on his face. You replied with a yes. You were content. It wasn’t much, but for now breakfast was perfect.
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PRETTY LITTLE THING
Pairing: Drummer!Iwaizumi Hajime x Fan!fem reader
Summary: After attending a concert of the famous "Seijoh 4", reader gets invited to the band's after party. Reader hits it off with the band's drummer, Iwaizumi and the night progresses into something more. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (POST TIME-SKIP)
Content Warnings: Pining, use of alcohol, sex under the influence, choking, praise, degradation, vaginal sex, fingering, hard dom Iwa, cursing, hair pulling. Please let me know if I missed anything:)
Word Count: 5.6k. This wasn't supposed to be this long but I got carried away.
A/N: This is my piece for Anilysium's 'Bad to the Bone' collab. Please check out the masterlist of the collab to see the work of the other authors and artists:)
This picture of Iwa was my inspo for this fic, so feel free to check it out! I may write a part 2 for this idk.
University was honestly a bust. After attending classes for 5 hours your brain had officially turned into mush and you were exhausted to the bone. You lived off-campus with your best friend and your place was about 20 minutes away from uni. On your bus ride home, you proceeded to follow your daily routine of listening to your favorite band, the “Seijoh Four”.
As soon as you hit play, the gentle strumming of the guitar filled your ears. As the intensity of the strumming increased, you heard the hauntingly beautiful voice of the lead singer, Oikawa Tooru. You knew nothing about the technicalities of music but you had a feeling in your gut that he hit all the notes perfectly. And then you heard it. The low but steady thumping of the drums. As the throbbing sound rose, you felt your heart jump in your chest. You loved the beat of the drums, especially when played by Iwaizumi Hajime. Somehow, whenever you heard him play, you felt a sudden jolt of adrenaline flow through your veins where your heart was filled with a sense of gallantry. It made you feel as though you could rule the world and freedom was in the palm of your hands.
Your body was buzzing with excitement and it felt as though all your exhaustion washed away with the music. This is why you loved them - The Seijoh Four. But it was clear you had a favorite and that had to be the drummer, Iwaizumi. His artistry made you feel free of the shackles of your everyday life and for that you were grateful to him, even if you never met him. His music made you crave danger, and live life like a reckless teenager.
Sometimes you thought you were just a little too obsessed with him. There was a part of you that knew you were being too delusional, but you couldn’t help but wonder what kind of man Iwaizumi was. Was he like his music? Strong, adventurous yet steady. His physique certainly indicated that. He had the best arms you had ever seen on a man. Filled with intricate tattoos, they allured you and beckoned you to be trapped in this web. You remembered the video you saw of him playing the drums, his arms moving at an unimaginable speed, head bobbing with the rhythm of the music. He looked beautiful, rugged and definitely rough on the edges, but beautiful nonetheless.
You had to snap out of this. Everytime you heard their music, you thought of Iwaizumi and then your mind wandered down the never-ending spiral of knowing what Iwaizumi would feel like. You always prided yourself in being a logical person, you never let your emotions get the best of you, so how is it that this man, who you have never even met, managed to make you feel like you would combust from the inside. You dragged your thoughts away from him and tried to think of what you would do when you got home. You managed to distract yourself for now, burdened with the thoughts of billions of assignments you had to finish.
You heaved a sigh of relief as you finally got home. You dropped your bag and fell flat on the bed. You felt your eyes close shut and soon your body followed. But right before you could fall asleep, you felt the bed shift and when you opened your eyes, your best friend and roommate - Olivia, was staring right at you. And then she screamed. Startled, you got up with a jolt and looked at her in surprise. “What happened? Is something wrong? Why did you scream?” you frantically asked her.
Olivia started to jump around the room, squealing in excitement. “Bitch! You’re not gonna believe what I have. After this, you will have to admit that I am the greatest friend ever” she was practically screeching at this point. You rolled your eyes, “Well I won't know unless you tell me right?” And then you noticed that she seemed to be hiding something behind her back.
“Okay... okay sooooo...., I got us tickets to ‘The Seijoh Four’s’ show this Friday!!!” she squealed. “Oh-my-god no way! How did you manage to do that?! Oh my god, I can’t believe it!” you were screaming and shaking with excitement.
“Annnd that’s not all. So remember I told you about Kuroo, the guy from my economics class? Well he is friends with the band members and he has passes to the afterparty and he’s cool with the both of us tagging along. Do you believe that?! Omg, we could probably meet the band!!” she said excitedly. You didn’t quite know how to react. You were excited, obviously, but your mind immediately wandered to being able to see Iwaizumi up close and you felt a buzz through your body. You pulled Olivia in a bone crushing hug.“Thank you, thank you so much! This is honestly the best piece of news I’ve heard all week and it’s just what I needed.”
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Friday couldn’t come any faster. You and Liv were excited to say the least and had planned everything, including your outfits. Your classes seemed to be moving slower than usual, or maybe it was just because your mind was filled with thoughts of the concert. You always felt connected to their music and to think you were going to actually hear it live sent shivers down your spine. And then there was the after party. The more you mulled over it, the more nervous you became. Would you actually get to talk to them? What would the members be like? You didn’t think they would be arrogant since they were a very underground band, but you can never tell with things like these. Most importantly, you wondered what he would be like. There was a huge possibility that you wouldn’t really be able to see him, but your mind couldn’t help but wander to the possibility that you could.
You snap out of your thoughts by the professor’s voice booming through the lecture hall. He spoke about the assigned work for this lecture and finally ended the class. This was your last class and as you walked out of the classroom the realisation hit you that today was Friday and in a few hours you would be at the concert. Not being able to contain your excitement, you hurried back to catch the bus ride home. The next few hours were spent with you and Liv gushing about how amazing tonight was going to be as the both of you dressed up for the night.
It was surreal. The concert hadn’t even started yet but all you could say was that it was surreal. The flashing lights, the band setting up their equipment, the crowd thrumming with excitement, all of it felt exhilarating. Some might say you sounded like a little kid, excited over something like a concert as though it was your first, but this was special to you. They were special to you. Their music helped you find your slice of heaven and now you get to see it right in front of you.
Liv and Kuroo stood beside you, talking to each other animatedly about how beautiful the set up was, but their voice was just a distant humming for you. You were too far gone in this euphoric sensation to make sense of others around you.
And then, it happened. The lights in the small concert hall went out. All eyes turned to the stage where the band stood, shrouded in darkness. A bright blue light shone on the lead singer, Oikawa and the crowd shrieked with excitement. The crowd was engulfed in silence as soon as he spoke. Oikawa started to belt out the first lyrics of the song, his soft, smooth voice filling all your senses at once.
All of a sudden, the entire stage was lit and the band began to play the song in all its glory. You felt the elation of the small but cheering crowd. Your eyes searched the stage till you saw him. Iwaizumi wore a white vest with black baggy pants. His body moved with energy as he banged the drums with all his might. His hair was sticking up wildly and his head shook with the flow of the music. And then he looked at the crowd and flashed them a smile. You were mesmerised. Starstruck.
It was as though the music had taken control of your body. You swayed, jumped and shrieked along with the crowd, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on your body. There was a feeling of jubilation in the crowd as if they were both firmly solid on the ground and levitating all at once. You felt electrified and at peace at the same time. Your senses soaked the music in, gulping it and feeling it flow through your veins. You had never felt like this. You were high off the music, you were flying. You looked at Liv and smiled as you threw your head back and swayed your body with the rhythm. You knew it in your bones, you’d never forget this night.
Three hours of pure heaven. That’s what the concert felt like. And now it is over, but the night was hardly over for you. As you drove to the club where the after party was being held, Kuroo told Liv and you about how he knew the band. He met them when they were in highschool. He said they always had a passion for music and had been working on it since he knew them. You wanted to know more about Iwaizumi but you didn’t question him because you didn’t want to seem like you were prying.
As Kuroo recalled stories of his childhood, you tried your best to calm your nerves. You tried not to think about how you would react if you spoke to them.
After a 30 minute drive, you finally reached the club. Liv noticed how tense you were. “Hey babe listen, I know you’re freaking out, but remember we’re here to party and have a great time. So let’s do that, yeah?” she said while pulling you in for a side hug. You felt your nerves slowly dissipate. You were here to party and that’s exactly what you were going to do. God knows you desperately needed that.
Kuroo showed his passes to the bouncer and the three of you were ushered into the club. The strobing lights and the smell of alcohol and sweat overpowered all your senses at once. You saw the bar and decided to make a beeline for it, but before you could go any further, Kuroo stopped you. “Let’s go to the VIP section, the band’s party is up there” he said. You and Liv followed him up a set of stairs and before you knew it you were in the VIP section.
It was relatively quieter than the rest of the club and the area in general looked very posh and comfortable. There was a bar on the left side and the loud music of the club was audible, but slightly muted, as though a veil had been cast over it. You looked around, trying to find the band but it seemed like they weren’t here yet. You let out a sigh of relief tinged with a hint of disappointment.
The night was going well, way beyond your expectations. After getting a few drinks in, you and Liv let loose and lost yourself in the music. You danced wildly, like you hadn’t in years. The both of you belted out the lyrics of the songs while moving against each other. Kuroo had left the both of you alone for a while, saying he was going to talk to some of his friends for a bit.
You leaned down to Liv’s ear and said, “I’m gonna get us something to drink, my throat is parched. Do you want something?” She shook her head and said, “I’m gonna go talk to Kuroo for a bit, so you’ll be okay being alone for a while?” You nodded, “yeah sure, go ahead. I’m gonna get something to drink and rest for a bit.”
You swayed towards the bar and sat on one of the stools. You needed some water before you had any alcohol right now. You asked the bartender for a bottle of water and gulped it down as soon as you got it. “You seem to dance really well. Are you a professional?” a deep voice asked you. You turned around and found Iwaizumi Hajime sitting on the stool beside you, looking straight at you. Your mind went blank for a second, it’s like you couldn’t process what was happening right now. There was a voice in your head which told you to stop staring at him and not make a fool of yourself. But you were in complete shock. Somehow, you managed to gather your wits together and said, “Uhm no, I’m not a professional but t-thank you for the compliment.” His gaze was piercing and you quivered under it. “I’m Iwaizumi”, he said while extending a hand out. You shook his hand back and replied, “Yes of course I know. Uh I mean I attended your concert.” His eyes seemed to hold contact with you unrelentingly. “I’m Y/N.” You wish you wouldn’t stutter so much but you just couldn’t believe that he was talking to you.
You were a pretty little thing, Iwaizumi thought. From the moment he saw you dancing on the floor, hips swaying wildy with the beat, he was awestruck. And then he saw you heading towards the bar and he knew this was his chance to start a conversation with you. Maybe it was your stuttering or the way you couldn’t stop staring at him that gave away the fact that you were clearly a fan. That thought excited him, maybe even slightly stroked his ego. Your nervous stutter and the way you kept avoiding his eyes was so darn cute.
“So, how’d you like the concert?” he asked. “Oh, it was brilliant. I enjoyed every second of it. My favorite part was when you guys played the second set. It has got to be one of the best performances I’ve seen live” you replied animatedly. So you were a hardcore fan, even better. It’s rare to find fans who are so invested in the details of the show and he enjoyed hearing you complimenting their work.
“Thank you, that makes me feel reassured since I was a bit nervous before the show. But your compliment has to be the highlight of my day” he replied with a crooked grin. “O-oh, I’m glad” you shyly replied while ducking your head. You were so clearly flustered by whatever he did, he was enjoying every second of it.
“Did you come here alone y/n?” he said. He had to know if you were with someone because you were too beautiful to not make a move on. “I came with two of my friends, they’re over there” you said while pointing towards a boy and a girl standing in the corner of the bar. He saw the black spiky hair and realized you were pointing towards Kuroo. “Oh! You know Kuroo?” he asked. Please don’t be Kuroo’s girlfriend, he thought. “Not exactly, he’s my best friend’s classmate and he knew we liked your band, so he got us tickets to the party” you replied. He released a breath he didn’t know he was holding. So you were fair game.
“Aah makes sense. So tell me about yourself y/n” he asked. You were nervous, but not as much as before. For some reason you felt safe around him. “I’m a literature student and I have no clue what else I want to do with my life yet” you replied while shaking your head. “Literature? Wow. Why don’t I buy you a drink and you can tell me about what it’s like studying literature” he replied while scooting his stool closer to yours.
The proximity was making your head swim, he smelled good. You didn’t want your mind going in such directions, especially when you were talking to one of your favorite artists, but you couldn’t help yourself, not when he was so close to you. “I will take you up on that drink but being a literature student is a pain in the ass is all. There’s nothing fun to it” you tried to respond with a little more confidence. You were not a fool, you knew Iwaizumi was flirting with you, at least you hoped he was.
While he spoke to the bartender, you looked at him. Gosh was he beautiful. He changed his outfit after the concert. Now he wore a black tank with black cargo pants and heavy lace-up boots. Like always, you couldn’t keep your eyes off his tattoos, they seemed to draw you in. He noticed you staring. “Do you like them?” he asked, referring to his tattoos. You were embarrassed that he caught you staring and felt your cheeks heat up. “Yeah, they’re beautiful. Do they have any special meanings behind them?” you asked. “Some do, but I got some of them just because they looked good,” he replied.
You saw an intricate pattern of an S with a 4 entwined in it. Without thinking, your hand moved forward to touch it. “Is this a symbol for the band?” you asked as though in a daze. A second later you realized what you just did and you were embarrassed to say the least. “I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have done that, it just looked really beautiful” you replied. God now he’s going to think you are so weird for doing that and have definitely ruined your chance with him. But you were in for a surprise when he just shook his head and laughed lightly. “It’s alright. Yeah the whole band got matching tattoos the day we released our first song. And I don’t mind you touching my tattoos” he replied while fixing you with his stare. It seemed as though the whole mood in the room shifted and now you were aware of the tension between the two of you. You sipped your drink, while trying to calm yourself down. Oh god how were you supposed to respond to that. Luckily you didn’t have to.
Iwaizumi stood up and grabbed your hand, pulling you with him, “would you like to dance?” he asked. This was really happening. Your mind really didn’t have time to process this. You mumbled a yes in a daze. He guided you to the dance floor and the music hit you with the realization that you were here, dancing with Iwaizumi Hajime.
He twirled you around, swaying your bodies with the music. You were happy. You felt as though your whole body was on fire and you were drunk on him. He smiled at you while pulling you close to him. “Is this okay?” he asked while putting his hands on your waist. You nodded and said, “it’s more than okay.” The song that was playing was sensual, at least it was in your head. Maybe it was the drinks, or the song, or just the presence of Iwaizumi, but you felt a surge of confidence flow through you. You turned around, your back against his front, and slowly slithered down against him. As you slid back up, his hands on your waist pulled you against him. He started swaying his body along with yours while his head rested on the crook of your neck. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered in your ears. The sensation of his breath against your neck made you shiver in his arms. His fingers kept drawing light circles on your skin.
You felt dizzy, it was like there was a fog of lust blanketing the both of you. You needed him, god you craved him. His touch was driving you crazy. You felt his lips lightly touch the skin behind your ears. You heard him ask, “Are you okay with this?” You were so drunk on this, you didn’t think you were capable of forming a coherent answer. Yet, you replied with a soft yes but it came out like a broken moan. His hands gripped your waist tighter and flipped you around so that you were facing him. You were met with his lust filled gaze and he was so…so goddamn close. You could feel his breath on your lips and if you moved slightly forward, you knew they’d touch. You felt one of his hands slowly slide up the length of your body as it came to rest on your throat. His thumb pulled at your bottom lip while he rested his forehead against yours. His voice was breathless as he asked, “do you want to get out of here?”
Iwaizumi was staying in a hotel temporarily, a few minutes away from the club. You texted Liv that you had gone out with Iwaizumi and promised to explain everything later.
While he hailed a cab, Iwaizumi clasped your hand tightly. You were nervous as to what was going to happen but you wanted this. You have never wanted a man as much as you did with Iwaizumi. The chemistry between the two of you felt like gasoline, one spark and it would light up in flames. Maybe you would get caught in it, but you didn’t care.
As the two of you got in the cab, Iwaizumi started to sense your nerves. He caressed your hand, trying to soothe you. “If you’re not okay with this then we can stop anytime, we don’t have to do anything. We can just talk and hang out with each other” he said. You were so in awe of him. He was respectful and the perfect gentleman. “I’m fine Iwaizumi, I want this just as much as you” you replied while scooting closer to him.
“Just call me Iwa,” he whispered. He was staring right at you and you felt your heart lurch. The effect he had on you was crazy. He could ask you to do anything. Anything at all and you would gladly do it for him.
The cab ride was pure torture. Your hands were clasped together but the both of you wanted so much more. His fingers caressing your arms caused goosebumps to erupt on your skin and you were losing your mind.
The walk from the elevator to Iwa’s room has to be the most sexually charged moment you have ever experienced. Iwa opened the door and you entered with your nerves all over the place. He shut the door as soon as you were inside and pushed you against it. “I can’t take this anymore, I need you” he said while his arms caged you. He leaned forward until your lips were lightly brushing against each other. You both stayed that way for a few seconds, breathing hard against each other, waiting to see who would lose first. You tried. You really tried to hold on for longer but your senses were overpowered with the feel of him. You pulled him by his tank and smashed your lips against his. He kissed you back passionately, drinking you in everytime your lips touched. He kept moving forward till there was no space between the two of you, your chest touching his. His hands ran over the back of your thighs till he lifted you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your skirt bunching up as his hips touched yours. One of his hands wrapped around your hair, tilting your head to the side, giving him access to your neck.
He nibbled on your neck, slow at first but then biting into the skin. You mewled at the sensation. You could feel all of him. His hips pressing into yours and his lips on your skin. You were burning up, feverish with lust. You grabbed onto his shoulders, your hands fisting around his tank. “I want you. Now, Iwa.” you demanded.
Instead of responding, he walked the both of you towards the bed and then dropped you on it. You leaned against the headboard, feeling like a prey about to be feasted by the predator. His eyes never left yours as he came closer and closer till there was nothing left between the two of you. His fingers fiddled with the hem of your top as he said, “take this off for me, pretty girl.” It was like he had you under a spell where you felt compelled to listen to him. You held eye contact as you slowly lifted your top and threw it over your head.
He pulled you on top of him and started to leave little bites all over your neck and chest. His hands fiddled with the hook of your bra and then he flicked it open. The straps fell loosely around your shoulders and Iwa pulled them off completely while peppering your shoulder with kisses. His eyes went feral as he saw your breasts bared in front of him. His hand wrapped itself around your neck, putting just enough pressure to feel good and make you breathless. His lips found your left breast and you moaned at the sensation. He lightly bit your nipple while maintaining his hold on your neck. You felt euphoric. The lack of air mixed with the feeling of his lips had you grinding on him. Your hips moved on their own accord as you felt his hard-on pressing against your core.
His hand left your neck, giving you time to breathe. He started to move your waist on him, helping you grind against him. “Do you feel that? That’s how much I want you” he said while twisting your right nipple between his fingers. “A-ah! That feels so g-g-good Iwa” you moaned out. You pulled at his tank till he got the hint and pulled it off in one smooth move. He was gorgeous. You couldn’t stop yourself from running your hands all over him, especially his sculpted torso. You started to kiss his neck while your hand slid down the valley of his abs all the way to his bulging hard-on. But before you could do anything, his hand clasped your wrist and stopped you. “Wait” he said.
He moved you both to the edge of the bed and told you to stand up. You were confused but you did what he asked. He slowly started to unzip your skirt while looking up at you. Once your skirt was unzipped, it pooled around your legs. He slowly slid his hands up your legs, his fingertips brushing your inner thigh. The teasing was driving you mad and you needed him to touch you. He stopped at the apex of your inner thigh and gently kissed your clit through your panties. You jerked at the sudden sensation and grabbed his hair. He ran his index finger over your slit and you felt like your legs would give out at any moment. “I can feel how wet you are through your panties. Tell me how badly you want me to touch you” he commanded. His voice sends shivers down your spine. “Mm-mmh god all I can think of is your touch. I need this Iwa, please” you pleaded, while peering into his eyes.
He slid your panties down your legs and got down on his knees. You kicked them aside as soon as they touched the floor. He lifted your right leg and rested it on his shoulder and started to pepper it with kisses from the calf to the inner thigh. He nipped at your inner thigh and you felt his nose brush against your clit. The little contact had you keening and you thrust your hips towards his face. He started to kitten lick your slit. While his thumb drew light circles on your clit. “I-Iwa please, stop teas-” you stopped mid sentence as he dived into your pussy. He ate you out like you were his last meal. His tongue moved in and out of your hole and his thumb started to rub your clit with more fervor. You could feel yourself reaching the edge and your thighs started to tremble in his hold. He pulled his mouth off of you and slowly inserted his middle finger inside you. “I can feel you clenching around my finger. Don’t cum yet baby” he commanded. He inserted a second finger and started to thrust them in and out of you. You were so wet. You could hear the squelching sound of his fingers and your inner thighs were sticky with your slick. “God, look at that. You’re fucking dripping all over my fingers” he said patronisingly. He crooked his fingers inside you, making a come-hither motion. You felt him rub your spot inside and you were screaming at the sensation. “A-ah I- please! I’m..oh god” you mumbled incoherently. “Shh-shh s’okay I got you baby. Go on, cum for me” he whispered. Your whole body shuddered as you came apart on his fingers. Your hole fluttered uncontrollably on his fingers and your legs gave out from the force of your orgasm.
While coming down from your orgasm, Iwa rubbed your back to calm you down. After a few seconds, you sat down on the edge of the bed. Iwa stood in front of you and stroked your hair. You pulled him closer by the belt loops of his pants and started to unbutton them while looking up at him. He kept stroking your hair and looked at you with desire in his eyes as you pulled his pants down. You palmed him through his boxers, intimated by the size of him. He pulled away from you and slowly slid his boxers off, kicking them aside along with his pants. He was big. Your pussy clenched at the thought of taking all of him and you gulped.
He walked towards you, and lifted you by the waist. You clung to him, kissing him passionately. He sat down on the bed and positioned you on top of him. While the both of you kissed, you felt him positioning his length against your hole. You slightly lifted yourself up while your hands were on his shoulders for support. You looked down at where he was lined up against you, your wetness coating his tip. He lifted your chin up with his fingers and said, “I want your eyes on me the whole time. Got it?” You nodded while looking straight at him.
He pulled you down on him in a one swift movement and your eyes widened as you took all of him at once. He was just so big. You felt like you were being split in two. “Y-you’re so bi-big Iwa” you whined. “And you’re gonna take all of me like a good girl aren’t you?” he said. You nodded and started to move up and down his length while holding eye contact like he asked. “M-mh you feel so good baby. Keep moving, yeah just like that. Such a good fucking girl” he said. His praise egged you on and you started to move faster, wanting to please him. He was so deep inside you, you could feel him inside your gut. You felt your eyes dropping, feeling drunk on his cock. Your eyes shut and your mouth fell open, moaning about how good he felt.
You felt a light slap on your cheek. “I told you to keep your eyes on me, didn’t I? You’re so fucking cock drunk you can’t follow a simple command?” he scoffed. “M’sorry Iwa, it j-just feels so so good” you mumbled incoherently.
All of a sudden you were flipped over and found yourself on your back with Iwa on top of you. He pushed your thighs to your chest and started to thrust inside you at an unimaginable speed. You were seeing stars. He was so so deep. The sound of skin slapping against skin was loud and the smell of sex filled the room. Your slick was dripping everywhere. You felt an intense sensation building up inside you. This was different, you knew it was. It overwhelmed all your senses and you couldn’t think. “I-Iwa I’m oh! Fuck I’m gonna aah-” you moaned out while squirting all over his cock. Your whole body shook and quaked.
“F-fuck! That’s it, the baby. Squirt all over my cock. I’m close, m’gonna fill this pretty pussy up. You’d like that wouldn’t you? My pretty little thing” he babbled while thrusting in you like a madman. Iwa painted your walls with his cum and you felt warmth spread all over your body. He collapsed over you and the both of you breathed hard while coming down from your peaks.
Iwa cleaned you up and ran a bath for you. After helping you bathe, he wrapped you in towels and laid you down on his bed, caressing your hair. The unanswered question of what happens next lingered in the air and you worried at the thought of whether you were just a one-night stand to Iwa. You tried to come up with something to say without sounding desperate.
Iwa slid under the covers beside you and pulled you against him. “Would you like to have breakfast with me tomorrow?” he asked with a sweet sleepy smile on his face. You replied with a yes. You were content. It wasn’t much, but for now breakfast was perfect.
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Pairing: Pervy boss!Kuroo x Bimbo fem!reader
Summary: Working as Kuroo’s new intern was hard since he seemed hell bent on being a complete asshole to you. After asking him for a holiday, you end up finding yourself in a compromising position with your boss, who you absolutely despise.
Content Warnings: Dub-con, Blackmail, degradation, dumbification, bullying, hate fucking, oral sex (male receiving), face/throat fucking, hair pulling, use of slut and whore, sir kink, crying, dacryphilia, bondage, slight slapping, cum eating, shoe fucking¿. That’s about it but if i missed anything lmk please. ALL CHARACTER ARE AGED UP (POST TIMESKIP)
Word Count: 3.k
A/N: This is my piece for Anilysium's 'Crying and Creaming' collab. Please check out the masterlist of the collab to see the work of all the other amazing authors and artists :))
Thank you to @oneblonded and @stopisa for beta reading <33
You hated work. Absolutely despised your office and everyone in it. Especially your boss. You wondered why you had to come in everyday and subject yourself to his torture. These thoughts swirled in your head as you walked towards your boss’ cabin with a steaming cup of hot coffee. He usually takes an espresso shot but today he requested you get him a decaf. Working as his intern was hard, he found flaws in everything you did.
As you set his coffee down on his desk, he looked up from his screen, staring at the coffee with molten eyes. Kuroo Tetsuro might be a complete asshole, but he was undeniably gorgeous and anyone would be blind to not notice it. He stared at the coffee for a solid minute before asking in his cold voice, “where is my espresso?”
“S-sir, you said you wanted decaf today, so that’s what I got you.” you stuttered out knowing that for some reason you fucked up. “Well now I changed my mind and I want an espresso,” he said with a tone of indifference. You were shocked at his antics, how dare he change his mind at the last second. “Well am I gonna have to wait all day or will I be getting my coffee soon?” he mocked. “Yes sir I’ll be back with your espresso.” you said with anger seeping through your voice.
You suppose you should be used to it by now. It’s been three months since you started here and he has not let up on you even once. If it was up to you, you would’ve left the week after you started here, but you needed this job because it paid surprisingly well. Maybe it wasn’t much of a surprise considering how much bullshit you had to deal with here.
Kuroo thinks you’re horribly dumb. Based on how many mistakes you’ve made since you started here, he would’ve fired you within the first week of you starting here. But you were such a pretty thing to look at, so he kept you around. And you started to get the hang of the work after a few weeks, but he just couldn’t help but mess with you just to see your face twist up in anger. You were so helpless and all you could do was just sit and take whatever he dished out, even though it might not have been your fault. He loved it. He relished the control and power he had over you.
He was burdened with work today so he more or less left you alone after the espresso incident. You kept your distance to a minimum too and spoke to him only when necessary. As he swirled around his chair, wondering what exactly he wanted to do with you, because even though you were fun to mess with, you weren’t exactly an asset to the company. And his duties as a boss came before his needs as a man. He was broken out of his thoughts by the sound of your heels clicking on his office floor. You walked towards him with a bunch of files in your hand. “Sir I got the files regarding the new client, where would you like me to keep them?” you asked. He pointed towards the table towards his right, swirling his chair to watch you walk to the table. Did he need the files to be put on that table? No, not really. They would've been more useful on his desk, but he wanted to see you walk to the table and bend over as you put the files down. You had a beautiful body and anybody would be a fool to not notice that. You probably noticed him staring, but it’s not like you could say anything and if you were really uncomfortable you would’ve called him out. He knows this because you did exactly that when another co-worker had stared at you inappropriately.
It was getting dark out there and it seemed like it was just the two of you on the floor. You shuffled on your feet nervously before asking “Sir I’d like it if I could have tomorrow and day after off for some personal reasons.” Huh, so you wanted a two day break without telling him why. “What personal reasons?” he asked as he stood up from his chair, walking towards the front of his desk and leaning on it. You were a little flustered from both his question and the proximity between the two of you. “Uh, I don’t think it’s necessary for me to tell you why I need the holiday and I say this with utmost respect” you said defiantly, your tone was the complete opposite of utmost respect.
So this is how you wanted to play it out, he thought and tried his best to suppress the grin that was forming in his face.
“Well if you want a break I need to know why and if you don’t want to tell me then I guess I can’t allow you the two days off” he said casually while loosening his tie. God why did he have to be so fucking good looking. It was making it hard for you to stand your ground and get what you want. You knew you weren’t the best worker and you made more mistakes than a lot of people here, but why did he pick on you and only you? Truth be told, you were scared of him and scared of losing this job, but there was only so much you could take before you snapped.
“I don’t think you need to be privy of my personal life and if you aren’t willing to give me the holiday I’m more than okay with you cutting my salary for the days off” you said, anger evident in your voice. “Miss y/n if you want to walk out of here with a job, you’re just gonna have to tell me why you need the holiday.” he stated simply while looking at you with something unreadable in his gaze. Dread washed over you at the possibility of losing your job and you realised you had no choice but to give in to him. “I have to go out of town for my friend’s wedding” you said while gritting your teeth in frustration.
“That wasn’t so hard now was it?” he smirked down at you, clearly pleased with the fact that he won. God you hated him and hated that stupid smirk on his face. He walked closer to you and all you could do was stare at the hint of skin that was visible after he unbuttoned the first button of his shirt and loosened his tie. Why did he have to be so attractive? It was a damn shame that he was a dickhead even though he looked like that.
“So is it okay if I take two days off?” you asked, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of winning the argument. “Hm, I suppose so. But I’d like it if you work for a few more hours today so that you could get some actual work done before you leave for your holiday” he taunted. “I’m sorry but what do you mean by actual work sir?” you asked, irritation clearly evident in your tone. It was probably a huge mistake talking to him like this considering he was your boss, but you had enough and you were done taking his shit.
He seemed to be enjoying himself as you got more and more irritated. “I suppose the meaning of actual work would be lost on someone like you anyway” he said with his voice cold and his grin even colder. He was clearly looking down on you and testing your patience. “Let’s see, did you send in the shipping updates for the London client?” he asked, and shit you clearly forgot about that. “Uh- no, i’ll get on it right away” you said while averting your eyes from his gaze. “How about the minutes for today’s meeting? Did you email it to everyone present there?” he asked, knowing very well you didn’t do it. “I’m sorry sir, I’ll finish all of it right now if you excuse me” you stuttered. “I’m not done yet. What about the cost sheet I asked you to make yesterday? I suppose you forgot about that as well” he said, veiled anger and irritation seeping through his tone.
“The reason I asked why you wanted to take two days off is because I simply could not let the most incompetent worker in my company take days off for a stupid reason. You are on thin ice y/n and taking days off while not doing most of your work is clearly not helping your case” he stated with authority.
“I’m so sorry sir, is there anything I can do to make up for my insubordination?” you asked, clearly worried about the prospect of losing your job. At this point, you were ready to do whatever it takes to get on his good side. This job paid for your rent and living expenses and with the market so bad, you knew if you were fired it would take months for you to get another job. If you had to suck up your pride for keeping this job, you would without hesitation no matter how much you hated him.
“Well there is something you can do, but I’m not sure if you’re going to like it” he said, his voice dripping with condescension. “I-I’ll do anything sir, I really need this job” you answered honestly. “If that’s the case then get on your knees” he said casually while standing up to his full height.
Your mind went blank. He wanted you to get on your knees. You knew what that implied and never in your life did you think you would be here in this position. But the thought of being on your knees in front of him didn’t fill you with disgust. You were scared and surprised but not opposed to it. You hated him for making you do this, even though you were the one who offered to do anything.
You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard him say, “I don’t have all day and if you want me to go easy on your incompetence then be a doll and get on your knees.” God this was so so wrong but you did as he said and got down on your knees, looking up at him and waiting for his next instructions. “Let’s see if this mouth of yours is any good, yeah?” he said with a shit eating grin.
He took off his belt and walked behind you. He crouched down to your level and you were confused as to what exactly he was doing. Then you felt your hands being pulled back and tied with his belt. You felt a tinge of panic but it turned you on knowing you were immobile and completely under his mercy. He stood up and walked in front of you. He put two fingers below your chin and made you look up at him and said, “you look so pretty like this.”
His hand left your chin and went to work unbuttoning his pants, all while holding eye contact with you. He pulled the zipper down and finally pulled his dick out of his boxers. Your eyes widened at the size of him. There’s no way you could take him all the way in your mouth and you felt genuine terror at the thought of doing so. You couldn’t help yourself when you said, “You’re so big.” “Yeah? And you’re gonna take all of it.” he commanded.
You gulped as you looked at his dick. He was long and thick, with tiny veins running through the shaft. His tip was flushed pink and tilted slightly to the left. His hand came up to grip your hair from the back and he forcibly tilted your chin up, making you look at his face. His other hand gripped his dick and he tapped your lips with it. “Open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out,” he said.
You did as you were told and he pushed himself inside your mouth, groaning at the feeling of the wet heat. You looked up at him, blinking innocently and waiting for his instructions on what to do next.
His grip on your hair tightened and he pushed your head down. Fuck he was so big and you were sure you couldn’t take him any deeper than this. You tried to pull back a little but he was having none of that and pushed your head all the way down. Tears started to spill from your eyes and you gagged on dick. He pulled you back, watching in awe as you coughed and spluttered. He slapped your left cheek with his hard length and said “do you want more?” he asked while he kept slapping your cheeks lightly with his dick. “Yes, I do,” you begged. This whole act was so demeaning but you were incredibly turned on. You felt your panties get slick with arousal and it frustrated you knowing your hands were restrained and you couldn’t pleasure yourself. “Yes what?” he asked in his domineering voice, while rubbing precum all over your lips. “Yes sir,” you replied obediently.
He pushed you down on his length again and this time you willingly took all of him inside your throat. It was uncomfortable but the thought that he was pleased was bringing you pleasure. “Such a good little slut” he said while his hips started to move, lightly fucking your mouth. You moaned around his length and the vibrations of your mouth made him groan. “This is all you’re good for aren’t you? Your dumb little brain clearly doesn’t work but it doesn’t matter when your mouth is full right?” he said condescendingly.
The degradation seemed to make you wetter and your hips started to move, trying to get some friction to alleviate the tension between your legs. Kuroo noticed and said, “What a dirty little slut! This is turning you on isn’t it? Well you’re not gonna get any relief because this is a punishment” he said as he pulled out of your mouth. You hated him so much but at this moment all you wanted was to be his obedient little slut. You moved forward to take him back in your mouth, your face flushed and eyes full of tears. “Beg.” he said while teasing you by hovering his length near your lips.
You were sobbing now, lip trembling and eyes watering as you said, “p-please sir, I want you in my mouth, please!” Kuroo was enjoying this too much, he knew you were an idiot but to think you’d be so cock drunk made him harder than what he already was. He let you take him back into your mouth and then he stroked your hair and said, “such a good slut, if only you’d put this much effort in your work, then we wouldn’t be here now would we?” Then he started to facefuck you, his hips pushing into you and shaking your whole body with the force. You started to gag and choke loudly, your mouth so full of him. You could taste his precum and you hollowed your cheeks and tried to keep up with his thrusts.
As you bobbed your head on his dick, you felt something near your clit and you jolted in surprise upon realising that it was his shoe. He lifted his shoe so that it rubbed against your slit and you moaned around him at the friction. “Since you’re being so obedient, I’ll let you get yourself off on my shoe,” he said while thrusting into your mouth. You were so wet and needy that you greedily obliged and started to move your hips on his shoe. The friction on your clit felt so good and you were so sensitive and turned on that just a little touch could make you cum. You chased your own high while letting Kuroo use your mouth as he pleased.
“You got my shoe dirty with how wet you are. You’re gonna lick it all clean after we’re done aren’t you? That’s how bad you want this job, don’t you baby?” he said through gritted teeth. The thought of him making you do something so demeaning made you clench and you started to move your hips faster, desperate to finally reach the peak. The vibrations from your mouth were bringing closer and closer to his orgasm and after thrusting for a few more seconds, he pulled out of you, fucking his fist while watching you chase your own high.
He looked so good with his sleeves rolled up and the veins in his hands flexed as he moved his fist up and down his length. Your senses were clouded and when he lifted his foot up to apply more pressure to your clit, you couldn’t hold yourself back anymore. You whimpered as you finally came, eyes rolling back at the intense pleasure. Seeing you like this was enough for Kuroo, and you could see he was close.
“You want my cum don’t you baby? Stick your tongue out for me.” he said and you obliged. He stroked himself once, twice and then groaned as he came all over your tongue and face. You patiently waited till he was done, eyes closed in pleasure. You swallowed all of his cum and looked up at him with doe eyes. He used his thumb to gather the cum that was on your cheek, and then pushed it inside your mouth. You sucked at his thumb greedily, moaning at his taste.
“This is all you’re ever gonna be good for, baby. But it’s okay right? You’re happy being my cumslut aren’t you?” he said. He didn’t wait for your answer as he tucked himself back inside his pants and bent down to untie your hands. After fixing himself up, he said “Enjoy your holiday miss y/n.” and walked out of his office, leaving you wondering what exactly you got yourself into.
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OBEDIENT
Pairing: Pervy boss!Kuroo x Bimbo fem!reader
Summary: Working as Kuroo’s new intern was hard since he seemed hell bent on being a complete asshole to you. After asking him for a holiday, you end up finding yourself in a compromising position with your boss, who you absolutely despise.
Content Warnings: Dub-con, Blackmail, degradation, dumbification, bullying, hate fucking, oral sex (male receiving), face/throat fucking, hair pulling, use of slut and whore, sir kink, crying, dacryphilia, bondage, slight slapping, cum eating, shoe fucking¿. That’s about it but if i missed anything lmk please. ALL CHARACTER ARE AGED UP (POST TIMESKIP)
Word Count: 3.k
A/N: This is my piece for Anilysium's 'Crying and Creaming' collab. Please check out the masterlist of the collab to see the work of all the other amazing authors and artists :))
Thank you to @oneblonded and @stopisa for beta reading <33
You hated work. Absolutely despised your office and everyone in it. Especially your boss. You wondered why you had to come in everyday and subject yourself to his torture. These thoughts swirled in your head as you walked towards your boss’ cabin with a steaming cup of hot coffee. He usually takes an espresso shot but today he requested you get him a decaf. Working as his intern was hard, he found flaws in everything you did.
As you set his coffee down on his desk, he looked up from his screen, staring at the coffee with molten eyes. Kuroo Tetsuro might be a complete asshole, but he was undeniably gorgeous and anyone would be blind to not notice it. He stared at the coffee for a solid minute before asking in his cold voice, “where is my espresso?”
“S-sir, you said you wanted decaf today, so that’s what I got you.” you stuttered out knowing that for some reason you fucked up. “Well now I changed my mind and I want an espresso,” he said with a tone of indifference. You were shocked at his antics, how dare he change his mind at the last second. “Well am I gonna have to wait all day or will I be getting my coffee soon?” he mocked. “Yes sir I’ll be back with your espresso.” you said with anger seeping through your voice.
You suppose you should be used to it by now. It’s been three months since you started here and he has not let up on you even once. If it was up to you, you would’ve left the week after you started here, but you needed this job because it paid surprisingly well. Maybe it wasn’t much of a surprise considering how much bullshit you had to deal with here.
Kuroo thinks you’re horribly dumb. Based on how many mistakes you’ve made since you started here, he would’ve fired you within the first week of you starting here. But you were such a pretty thing to look at, so he kept you around. And you started to get the hang of the work after a few weeks, but he just couldn’t help but mess with you just to see your face twist up in anger. You were so helpless and all you could do was just sit and take whatever he dished out, even though it might not have been your fault. He loved it. He relished the control and power he had over you.
He was burdened with work today so he more or less left you alone after the espresso incident. You kept your distance to a minimum too and spoke to him only when necessary. As he swirled around his chair, wondering what exactly he wanted to do with you, because even though you were fun to mess with, you weren’t exactly an asset to the company. And his duties as a boss came before his needs as a man. He was broken out of his thoughts by the sound of your heels clicking on his office floor. You walked towards him with a bunch of files in your hand. “Sir I got the files regarding the new client, where would you like me to keep them?” you asked. He pointed towards the table towards his right, swirling his chair to watch you walk to the table. Did he need the files to be put on that table? No, not really. They would've been more useful on his desk, but he wanted to see you walk to the table and bend over as you put the files down. You had a beautiful body and anybody would be a fool to not notice that. You probably noticed him staring, but it’s not like you could say anything and if you were really uncomfortable you would’ve called him out. He knows this because you did exactly that when another co-worker had stared at you inappropriately.
It was getting dark out there and it seemed like it was just the two of you on the floor. You shuffled on your feet nervously before asking “Sir I’d like it if I could have tomorrow and day after off for some personal reasons.” Huh, so you wanted a two day break without telling him why. “What personal reasons?” he asked as he stood up from his chair, walking towards the front of his desk and leaning on it. You were a little flustered from both his question and the proximity between the two of you. “Uh, I don’t think it’s necessary for me to tell you why I need the holiday and I say this with utmost respect” you said defiantly, your tone was the complete opposite of utmost respect.
So this is how you wanted to play it out, he thought and tried his best to suppress the grin that was forming in his face.
“Well if you want a break I need to know why and if you don’t want to tell me then I guess I can’t allow you the two days off” he said casually while loosening his tie. God why did he have to be so fucking good looking. It was making it hard for you to stand your ground and get what you want. You knew you weren’t the best worker and you made more mistakes than a lot of people here, but why did he pick on you and only you? Truth be told, you were scared of him and scared of losing this job, but there was only so much you could take before you snapped.
“I don’t think you need to be privy of my personal life and if you aren’t willing to give me the holiday I’m more than okay with you cutting my salary for the days off” you said, anger evident in your voice. “Miss y/n if you want to walk out of here with a job, you’re just gonna have to tell me why you need the holiday.” he stated simply while looking at you with something unreadable in his gaze. Dread washed over you at the possibility of losing your job and you realised you had no choice but to give in to him. “I have to go out of town for my friend’s wedding” you said while gritting your teeth in frustration.
“That wasn’t so hard now was it?” he smirked down at you, clearly pleased with the fact that he won. God you hated him and hated that stupid smirk on his face. He walked closer to you and all you could do was stare at the hint of skin that was visible after he unbuttoned the first button of his shirt and loosened his tie. Why did he have to be so attractive? It was a damn shame that he was a dickhead even though he looked like that.
“So is it okay if I take two days off?” you asked, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of winning the argument. “Hm, I suppose so. But I’d like it if you work for a few more hours today so that you could get some actual work done before you leave for your holiday” he taunted. “I’m sorry but what do you mean by actual work sir?” you asked, irritation clearly evident in your tone. It was probably a huge mistake talking to him like this considering he was your boss, but you had enough and you were done taking his shit.
He seemed to be enjoying himself as you got more and more irritated. “I suppose the meaning of actual work would be lost on someone like you anyway” he said with his voice cold and his grin even colder. He was clearly looking down on you and testing your patience. “Let’s see, did you send in the shipping updates for the London client?” he asked, and shit you clearly forgot about that. “Uh- no, i’ll get on it right away” you said while averting your eyes from his gaze. “How about the minutes for today’s meeting? Did you email it to everyone present there?” he asked, knowing very well you didn’t do it. “I’m sorry sir, I’ll finish all of it right now if you excuse me” you stuttered. “I’m not done yet. What about the cost sheet I asked you to make yesterday? I suppose you forgot about that as well” he said, veiled anger and irritation seeping through his tone.
“The reason I asked why you wanted to take two days off is because I simply could not let the most incompetent worker in my company take days off for a stupid reason. You are on thin ice y/n and taking days off while not doing most of your work is clearly not helping your case” he stated with authority.
“I’m so sorry sir, is there anything I can do to make up for my insubordination?” you asked, clearly worried about the prospect of losing your job. At this point, you were ready to do whatever it takes to get on his good side. This job paid for your rent and living expenses and with the market so bad, you knew if you were fired it would take months for you to get another job. If you had to suck up your pride for keeping this job, you would without hesitation no matter how much you hated him.
“Well there is something you can do, but I’m not sure if you’re going to like it” he said, his voice dripping with condescension. “I-I’ll do anything sir, I really need this job” you answered honestly. “If that’s the case then get on your knees” he said casually while standing up to his full height.
Your mind went blank. He wanted you to get on your knees. You knew what that implied and never in your life did you think you would be here in this position. But the thought of being on your knees in front of him didn’t fill you with disgust. You were scared and surprised but not opposed to it. You hated him for making you do this, even though you were the one who offered to do anything.
You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard him say, “I don’t have all day and if you want me to go easy on your incompetence then be a doll and get on your knees.” God this was so so wrong but you did as he said and got down on your knees, looking up at him and waiting for his next instructions. “Let’s see if this mouth of yours is any good, yeah?” he said with a shit eating grin.
He took off his belt and walked behind you. He crouched down to your level and you were confused as to what exactly he was doing. Then you felt your hands being pulled back and tied with his belt. You felt a tinge of panic but it turned you on knowing you were immobile and completely under his mercy. He stood up and walked in front of you. He put two fingers below your chin and made you look up at him and said, “you look so pretty like this.”
His hand left your chin and went to work unbuttoning his pants, all while holding eye contact with you. He pulled the zipper down and finally pulled his dick out of his boxers. Your eyes widened at the size of him. There’s no way you could take him all the way in your mouth and you felt genuine terror at the thought of doing so. You couldn’t help yourself when you said, “You’re so big.” “Yeah? And you’re gonna take all of it.” he commanded.
You gulped as you looked at his dick. He was long and thick, with tiny veins running through the shaft. His tip was flushed pink and tilted slightly to the left. His hand came up to grip your hair from the back and he forcibly tilted your chin up, making you look at his face. His other hand gripped his dick and he tapped your lips with it. “Open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out,” he said.
You did as you were told and he pushed himself inside your mouth, groaning at the feeling of the wet heat. You looked up at him, blinking innocently and waiting for his instructions on what to do next.
His grip on your hair tightened and he pushed your head down. Fuck he was so big and you were sure you couldn’t take him any deeper than this. You tried to pull back a little but he was having none of that and pushed your head all the way down. Tears started to spill from your eyes and you gagged on dick. He pulled you back, watching in awe as you coughed and spluttered. He slapped your left cheek with his hard length and said “do you want more?” he asked while he kept slapping your cheeks lightly with his dick. “Yes, I do,” you begged. This whole act was so demeaning but you were incredibly turned on. You felt your panties get slick with arousal and it frustrated you knowing your hands were restrained and you couldn’t pleasure yourself. “Yes what?” he asked in his domineering voice, while rubbing precum all over your lips. “Yes sir,” you replied obediently.
He pushed you down on his length again and this time you willingly took all of him inside your throat. It was uncomfortable but the thought that he was pleased was bringing you pleasure. “Such a good little slut” he said while his hips started to move, lightly fucking your mouth. You moaned around his length and the vibrations of your mouth made him groan. “This is all you’re good for aren’t you? Your dumb little brain clearly doesn’t work but it doesn’t matter when your mouth is full right?” he said condescendingly.
The degradation seemed to make you wetter and your hips started to move, trying to get some friction to alleviate the tension between your legs. Kuroo noticed and said, “What a dirty little slut! This is turning you on isn’t it? Well you’re not gonna get any relief because this is a punishment” he said as he pulled out of your mouth. You hated him so much but at this moment all you wanted was to be his obedient little slut. You moved forward to take him back in your mouth, your face flushed and eyes full of tears. “Beg.” he said while teasing you by hovering his length near your lips.
You were sobbing now, lip trembling and eyes watering as you said, “p-please sir, I want you in my mouth, please!” Kuroo was enjoying this too much, he knew you were an idiot but to think you’d be so cock drunk made him harder than what he already was. He let you take him back into your mouth and then he stroked your hair and said, “such a good slut, if only you’d put this much effort in your work, then we wouldn’t be here now would we?” Then he started to facefuck you, his hips pushing into you and shaking your whole body with the force. You started to gag and choke loudly, your mouth so full of him. You could taste his precum and you hollowed your cheeks and tried to keep up with his thrusts.
As you bobbed your head on his dick, you felt something near your clit and you jolted in surprise upon realising that it was his shoe. He lifted his shoe so that it rubbed against your slit and you moaned around him at the friction. “Since you’re being so obedient, I’ll let you get yourself off on my shoe,” he said while thrusting into your mouth. You were so wet and needy that you greedily obliged and started to move your hips on his shoe. The friction on your clit felt so good and you were so sensitive and turned on that just a little touch could make you cum. You chased your own high while letting Kuroo use your mouth as he pleased.
“You got my shoe dirty with how wet you are. You’re gonna lick it all clean after we’re done aren’t you? That’s how bad you want this job, don’t you baby?” he said through gritted teeth. The thought of him making you do something so demeaning made you clench and you started to move your hips faster, desperate to finally reach the peak. The vibrations from your mouth were bringing closer and closer to his orgasm and after thrusting for a few more seconds, he pulled out of you, fucking his fist while watching you chase your own high.
He looked so good with his sleeves rolled up and the veins in his hands flexed as he moved his fist up and down his length. Your senses were clouded and when he lifted his foot up to apply more pressure to your clit, you couldn’t hold yourself back anymore. You whimpered as you finally came, eyes rolling back at the intense pleasure. Seeing you like this was enough for Kuroo, and you could see he was close.
“You want my cum don’t you baby? Stick your tongue out for me.” he said and you obliged. He stroked himself once, twice and then groaned as he came all over your tongue and face. You patiently waited till he was done, eyes closed in pleasure. You swallowed all of his cum and looked up at him with doe eyes. He used his thumb to gather the cum that was on your cheek, and then pushed it inside your mouth. You sucked at his thumb greedily, moaning at his taste.
“This is all you’re ever gonna be good for, baby. But it’s okay right? You’re happy being my cumslut aren’t you?” he said. He didn’t wait for your answer as he tucked himself back inside his pants and bent down to untie your hands. After fixing himself up, he said “Enjoy your holiday miss y/n.” and walked out of his office, leaving you wondering what exactly you got yourself into.
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Welcome to the club bitches!
The owner
Club rules
Suggestion box
Party favours (masterlist)
Scandals!!
Oikawa Tooru “quiet”
Iwaizumi Hajime “pretty little thing”
Kuroo Tetsuro “obedient”
Hanma Shuji thirst hours
Shigaraki Tomura “cut”
Extras!
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he's a pirate
pairing: pirate captain!atsumu x fem!reader
wc: 2.8k
warnings: nsfw, porn with some plot, wax play, impact play, degradation, dom!atsumu, sub!reader, general threats of violence, a sprinkle of authority kink, reader is choked once, fluffy ending
a/n: for the love of FUCK this is not accurate or realistic wax play. please do NOT pour wax from random ass candles on any part of your body thank u
Isn’t this just perfect, you had to get caught didn’t you, you chastise yourself.
“Unhand me at once you pathetic, filthy pirate!” you screech at the wretched man holding your arms.
“You say pirate like it's a bad thing.”
You stop thrashing, directing your attention up to the quarter deck. There stands a tall young man with tufts of blonde hair sticking out from under his preposterous hat. He looks down at you and an amused smirk tugs at his lips. “We’re not all that bad.”
The man holding you shoves you down to the floor. You barely keep yourself from falling face first onto the deck.
You glare up at him, flipping your hair out of your face, “I’ll kill you.” you spit.
The man laughs. “We both know you’re not capable of killin’ me, love.” He walks up to the railing, leaning against it. “I’m much too handsome.”
“Give me a break.” you huff.
“We caught ‘er tryin’ to steal some of our supplies, capn’.”
“Oh? You’ve got some nerve sweetheart,” he chuckles darkly. The blonde makes his way around the railing and down the steps. You watch him carefully, trying to guess what he is playing at.
He stands before you, and unsheaths his sword. His expression is unreadable as he fits the tip of the blade beneath your chin, tilting your head up to meet his eyes. You clench your jaw, trying to keep yourself from saying something idiotic.
“Do you know how I punish thieves, poppet?” His voice is sickeningly condescending.
You keep your mouth shut, refusing to give this moron the satisfaction of following along. By now, a small crowd of crew members had formed, all of them enjoying the free entertainment.
The captain rolls his eyes, looking around at the rest of his crew, “How should we punish her, eh boys?”
A mess of responses comes from the men.
“Throw ’er overboard!”
“Strip ‘er and tie ‘er to the mast!”
“Slit ‘er throat!”
You’re sure the fear is visible in your eyes. The captain looks quite amused by the whole ordeal.
“True, I usually just throw thieves overboard. But,” he leans down, his face a few mere inches away from yours. “I think I should handle yer punishment a little more... personally.” He turns to face his crew again, “I’ll handle this myself, get back to work ya morons.”
The crew disperses, groaning in disappointment. They were hoping for a much more entertaining conclusion. But you know this isn’t over for you.
He finally withdraws his blade and pulls you up to your feet, “Follow me love. Let’s discuss yer punishment in private.” he whispers into your ear.
As soon as the door of the captain’s quarter’s clicked shut he broke the silence.
“y/n.”
“Miya.” you growl. “I meant it when I said I’d kill you.”
“Tch, don’t be like that poppet-”
“Don't call me that.”
“Right. Forgot ya hated that name.” Atsumu sighs, “Love, I know I was a dick. I don’t expect ya to just let me back in, but please give me a chance.”
You sit down in a chair. “And why would I do that, Miya?”
He leans over you, hand on either arm of the chair, trapping you. “Ya know ya miss me. Us.”
You scrunch up your nose. “That’s awfully arrogant of you.”
He leans in further, nose bumping against yours. “C’mon love. At least stay the night, for old time’s sake.”
You don’t know what possesses you at that moment. This is the man that had left you behind, without so much as a proper warning. He told you in passing he wanted to leave one night and never return. The next day you had woken up to a cold bed and a missing ship.
You had every intention of chopping off his dick and shoving down his throat if you ever saw him again. But here you are, kissing him as though you still needed him with every fiber of your being.
He grazes your lips with his teeth, hands wandering your body freely.
“Fuck, I missed ya so much love.” Atsumu’s leg slips between your and bumps against your sensitive core. You whimper against his lips, hating how easily you slip into a submissive state for him.
Atsumu pulls away and boasts a dangerous smirk on his lips. “I’m supposed to be punishing ya darlin’, the men won’t believe I kept my word unless they hear some screamin’.”
He grips the front of your blouse, pulls you out of the chair and shoves you onto his bed. He climbs on top of you, easily tearing the fabric between his fingers. His eyes roll back when he’s greeted with the familiar sight of your bare breasts, barely biting back a groan as he eagerly gropes them. You wrap your legs around his waist, grinding up against his hardening cock. Atsumu kisses you sloppily, teeth roughly clashing against yours. You reach up to throw off his stupid hat and thread your fingers through his hair.
“This is,” you gasp as Atsumu drags his thumb around your nipple, “quite the punishment, Miya.”
In an instant, Atsumu ceases all movement. “You’ve forgotten who yer dealin’ with, princess.”
He unhooks your legs from around his waist and gets off the bed. You start to sit up, but Atsumu quickly shoves you back down, his massive hand wrapped almost entirely around your throat. “Did I tell you to fuckin’ move?”
“N-no,” you choke out.
He raises an eyebrow. “Ya seem to have forgotten your manners as well, what a damn shame.”
Before you can react, he releases your neck and slaps you across the face. The sound of the impact echoes throughout the room and rings in your ears.
Atsumu grips your face tightly and forces you to face him. “Let’s try again shall we?” He leans in, his lips ghosting over your own, so close that you can feel his hot breath mingling with yours.
“Did I give you permission to move?”
You swallow, trying to speak without trembling, “No, s-sir.”
There’s a satisfied glint in his eyes as he releases you. You make sure to stay perfectly still. Without a word of acknowledgement he walks over to his desk, shrugs off his coat, and removes the pistols you were mortified to realize you hadn’t detected.
From your spot on the bed you get a perfect view of the wonders his pants do for his ass. You're so distracted you don’t notice Atsumu lighting a candle before walking back over to the bedside.
“Clothes off.”
Once you’ve stripped bare, Atsumu lays you on your back and spreads your legs. Your cunt is already glistening from the heated kissing and grinding.
“You’re positively drenched, darlin’.”
He reaches over to grab the red candle from the table. He holds it over your stomach, before grinning again. “You’re not allowed to move, but screaming is highly encouraged.”
With that he tilts the candle, letting a drop of wax plop onto your stomach. You hiss and squirm, the heat almost unbearable for a moment. You’re ashamed to admit the sharp pain goes straight to your twitching pussy. Another drop falls a bit higher up your torso. It takes all your willpower to keep still.
To only make matters worse, as Atsumu drips the candle wax onto your breasts he uses his free hand to start teasing your clit. You mewl as he rubs up and down your slit, inserting a finger as wax lands on your hardened nipples. His fingers graze against that tender spot inside, you arch your back, grinding on his hand.
“F-fuck, right there!” you choke out. Your eyes are screwed shut, but you feel the drips of wax traveling further down your body.
“Yer movin’ again,” Atsumu leans forward, the candle flame licking the skin of your side, “Are ya this desperate for me? All that time on your own really did make ya a whore, hmm?”
You shake your head, “No, I didn-”
Before you can finish, Atsumu quickly removes his hand and slaps it against your cunt, hard. You can’t suppress the screech ripped from your throat.
He sits back between your thighs and sets the candle on the floor by the bed. He nods to your legs, “Grab ‘em and hold ‘em to yer chest. Now.”
You do as he says, feeling your face get hot again. Atsumu’s view must be entirely obscene. If someone were to walk in now, there would be no saving your dignity.
Atsumu’s eyes are dark and hungry, he hits your cunt again with more force than before. A loud and wet slap echoes in the room along with your shriek. You heave, trying to catch your breath.
He lowers his face between your legs and licks a stripe up, leaving a kiss on your clit. “Such a filthy little whore. Yer really enjoying this aren’t ya?”
You nod your head rapidly, “Y-yes sir, I am.”
“So ya haven’t learned yer lesson about stealin’ from me?”
Oh shit. That’s right.
“I, uh...”
Fuck, you can’t think straight with his tongue grazing against your soaked hole.
“No? Well I’ll have to really punish ya then.”
He holds the candle directly over your pussy, eyes gleaming.
“W-wait-” You’re interrupted by your own scream as the first drop of wax hits your clit with a plop!
“That’s what I like to hear, darlin’.” Atsumu’s face boasts a sadistic grin as he continues his assault on your cunt.
You keep screaming with each drop, the stinging only making you wetter than you already were. Your fingernails leave bright red crescents on your thighs as you grip them to your chest, using all your strength to stay still. There’s wax all over your swollen cunt and you’re sure it must look like an absolute mess.
“I think yer ready now.” Atsumu mumbles, undoing his pants and taking out his cock. He readjusts himself and teases your dripping pussy with his impossibly hard length. You whimper every time he slips just the head of his cock in.
“Fuckin’ hell, doll yer still so tight.” He groans, finally pushing all the way in.
Your vision is blurry from all the overwhelming sensations. Atsumu pulls out almost completely before ramming his hips back against yours. Your mouth drops open as he sets the brutal pace you were so familiar with from all those years ago. You whimper and whine with every wet slap of his cock drilling into you.
Without slowing his pace, Atsumu picks the candle back up. He grins down at you, tipping it over again and lands a particularly large glob of wax on your clit. Your scream is guttural, the feeling of Atsumu hitting your g-spot while the burning wax stimulates your swollen clit entirely overwhelming.
You start to feel a familiar tension in your stomach. Your cunt clenches around Atsumu’s cock, making him throw his head back, eyes screwed shut. He takes a ragged breath before looking you in the eyes and presses his thumb harshly against the wax on your clit.
“F-fuck! Sir, I’m cumming!” You scream, legs shake so violently you lose your grip on them. Before they can hit the bed Atsumu blows out the candle and throws it to the ground. He uses his free arm to hold them back up against you.
“That’s it darlin’, just like that, keep cumming for me.” Atsumu presses himself harder against you as his thrusts get sloppier. He groans loudly as he cums inside you, his grip on your legs loosening.
He lets out a ragged breath as his movements come to a stop and he helps you lower your sore legs to the bed.
He leans over you, his strong arms on either side of your head. He kisses you the way he did earlier, as loving as ever. He pulls away from your lips and presses his forehead to yours. You both stay there in comfortable silence for a moment.
Once you’ve caught your breath, you whisper, “I think we should clean up.”
Atsumu sighs, but reluctantly moves off of you. Dry wax on your body uncomfortably cracks with the movement.
You scrunch up your nose, how the hell are you going to get this off of you?
“Well then? How was that?” Atsumu asks.
“I suppose,” you turn your head to the captain, “that was satisfactory.”
Atsumu snorts, “Just satisfactory huh? I’ll go harder next time then, princess.”
You shiver, knowing full well he will keep his word. You also don’t fail to notice his choice of words.
Next time.
You watch as Atsumu stands up and starts pulling his pants back on. The thin sheen of sweat covering his back makes him almost glow in the sunlight shining through the window. He pulls his cotton tunic over his head and turns back to you, a soft look in his eyes. “Let’s get ya cleaned up shall we?”
He opens a cabinet to pull out a cloth and bottle. He places them on the bedside table before situating himself beside you. He douses the cloth with a thick liquid.
“What is that?” you ask, watching as he starts rubbing it into your skin and over the wax.
“Olive oil, it’ll get the wax right off of yer skin. I don’t wanna hurt ya or let ya rip the pieces off.” Atsumu dutifully works at your skin, slowly but surely getting all the wax off, and leaving you very oily instead.
“Miya?”
“I think we’re a bit past the formalities dontcha think?”
You smile sadly, “Atsumu, why are you here? You said you weren’t coming back.”
Atsumu sighs, “I know what I said. And I meant it when I said it, but I was an idiot.”
“Not surprised.”
“Watch it.” Atsumu pinches your leg playfully. “I didn’t realize that what I was looking for wasn’t on the other side of the world.”
He puts down the rag and walks over to his coat. You sit up against the headboard as he rumages for something in its pockets. He pulls out a little brown box with gold detailing around its borders. He circles the bed, taking a seat beside you. He meets your eyes, “Can’t believe I needed this thing to realize what I really wanted.”
You frown as he opens the box, expecting to see a giant diamond or aztec gold.
“A broken compass.” You say, unimpressed.
Atsumu groans, “I’m trying to be dramatic here and yer ruining my moment.” He takes a deep breath, “Yes, it's a compass. But it’s not broken, it points toward whatever it is you most desire.”
The needle spins back and forth for a split moment before picking a direction. You twist your head back to look behind you, “You want the rum on the table?”
“For fuck’s sake y/n and ya say I’m dense.” He runs a hand down his face. “It’s pointing at you.”
You freeze for a moment. He can’t possibly mean that.
“Atsumu I swear to god if you're messing with me...” your voice trails off.
Atsumu puts the compass down and takes hold of your hands, “I swear on my life, yer everything I want in this world. I’m fully prepared to sell the ship and stay with ya on dry land if that’s what ya want.”
You blink back tears, “There’s no need to be so dramatic.” You move over so he can take a seat beside you. “I don’t want you to give up sailing. I never did. All I wanted was for you to take me with you, to be with you.”
Atsumu shakes his head, “I was so fuckin’ stupid.”
You smile and curl up next to him, “Not as stupid as I am giving you a second chance. Don’t make me regret this.”
Atsumu drapes his arm around you, planting a kiss on your head, “I’ll make you a pirate queen, darlin’. Just you wait.”
You giggle, “So where are we headed, captain?”
Atsumu grabs the compass again. With his arm secured around you, the needle starts spinning again. It settles in the general direction of the island.
You raise a brow at him, challenging him to explain why the needle was pointing toward the village.
Atsumu grins like an idiot and reaches over you to snatch the bottle of rum. He rips out the cork with his teeth and spits it out to the floor. He takes a swig before holding it up to your lips, carefully pouring some into your mouth.
Taking the compass back into his hands it finally settles, pointing out to the open ocean.
You smile, “Looks like we have a heading. Any idea where it may be taking us?”
Atsumu is quiet for a moment, before turning back to you. In his eyes is a glimmer of adventure. Those are the eyes of a troublemaker you fell in love with oh so long ago.
“Ever heard of the fountain of youth?”
PATIENCE [A. MIYA]
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pairings. sub!atsumu miya x fem!reader
filed under. masturbation, sadism, degradation, pillow humping, use of toys, orgasm delay/denial, sensory deprivation, oral (m. receiving), handjob, cock slapping, pegging, spitting, implied dumbification, use of restraints, aftercare
an. repost from my ao3 account <3
"[Y/NNN]!" Atsumu's whiny voice dragged every single syllable of your name, nuzzling his nose on the nape of your neck as he hugged you from behind. "[Y/N]... can we fuck?"
"What the hell, 'Tsumu?" You grumbled, looking to the side to meet his puppy dog eyes. "I'm busy. I have a paper due in two hours." You sighed, pushing his face away from your shoulder and turning your attention to your laptop. It was the last assignment of the year and after you've done submitting this, you're free from the chains of university until January. Your boyfriend was as needy as ever. It's always that time of the year when he'd randomly walk up to you, smug and all, and ask for a good fuck...
...scratch that, this was almost a daily thing and you were beginning to grow concerned for Atsumu's sex drive.
It was a given fact that he had a stamina that encompasses one of an athlete's. He's a volleyball player after all. Atsumu was successfully scouted by the Division 1 Volleyball League as soon as he graduated high school. After playing a few games and such, he was then put in the MSBY Black Jackals and earned the spot as their starting setter. He lived quite the life, didn't he? He also managed to meet you, a coffee-addicted, narcissistic college student who just wanted to get through life. You had earned a scholarship in this college for the track team and in turn, you also had to study Sports Medicine. Both you and Atsumu crossed paths on an odd Sunday afternoon when you so happened to be fighting a dog.
It was an odd way to meet your significant other, really, but you insisted that the reason behind your intentions were merely due to the fact that you wanted to assert dominance. You took this dominatrix role to heart because as you and Atsumu got closer it had come to circumstances where you wouldn't hesitate to fight a child, a baby, and worst-case-scenario: a bear. So, when it came to sex, you didn't just let Atsumu degrade you unless you had something to say.
No, no, no, you weren't a submissive woman for no man. In this relationship, you were in charge. No matter where you stood, top or bottom, side to side— when you say something, like the good boy Atsumu was, he will always have to listen. Of course, that is with his consent of course. But tonight, as the clock ticked to 10 in agonizingly slow pace, Atsumu couldn't help but be a little too needy.
It was an obvious fact in your relationship; Atsumu was very horny. No matter the time or place, he's always trying to find a reason to stuff his cock into your little pussy. How do you think he won No Nut November? That's right, he didn't. Two hours in and he was whining about wanting to fuck your tits. What now? As you typed this unnecessarily long essay for your class, Atsumu sat impatiently on the bed, watching you with fox-like eyes. He could feel his own growing bulge in his pants when he watched your focused expression in front of the laptop; his chocolate orbs travelling down to your exposed thighs and the small curb of your stomach when you sat.
He just loved everything about you.
"Stop oglin' me, 'Tsumu," you spoke sternly, keeping your attention on the laptop. "Calm your breathing, you can last an hour without being fucked by me."
"But [Y/NNN]," he whined. You could tell he had tilted his head upward slightly and that there was a pout present on his face. "Please, please, pleaaasseeee." He begged, but with every plea you only responded with a shake of your head and a hum of disapproval.
"Be patient and I'll think about it, baby."
You were so close to completing this paper, couldn't he wait a little bit? But knowing your 'Tsumu, impatience ran through his veins and Atsumu always figured out a way to get what he wants. The typing on your keyboard as well as the ticking of time created an irk mark on the side of his head and Atsumu was beginning to grow hot because of the growing bulge in his volleyball shorts. He sat properly on the edge, his hands on his sides as he watched with a slightly aroused expression the way his dick twitched from inside of his garments. If you looked at him right now, you would have been able to see the outline of his dick sitting painfully on the meat of his muscled thighs.
You cleared your throat to yourself, mumbling a few words as you typed up your essay. It didn't help that Atsumu was agitated by any move you made. Your bare legs unconsciously moved against each other whenever it got too cold or the way the top you wore rose up slightly so that he could see some of the sweat that glistened onto your unsullied skin. He just wanted to paint your body with his cum and at this point, he would do anything to see you in a position under him...
...or on top of him.
Now that he's thought of it, never once has he ever had you on top of him during sex. You've always been so dominantly powerful even while you were bottoming out; but the image of you being on top? That not only riled him up even more at the moment, but he also felt the hard throb of his dick beneath his attire.
Shit, Atsumu internally cursed. Want 'er to fuck me so bad...
"You're quiet," you pointed out, still unaware of his dishevelled state. "Too quiet. What's wrong, 'Tsums?" You furrowed your brows. This paper was taking longer than you anticipated and it was beginning to tire you out having to think so much all while mentally worrying for your blond boyfriend. Though, you'd never admit that out loud.
He whined, beginning to squirm on the bed. A pillow situated between his thighs as he pouted in your direction. You couldn't see him, but the commotion he made behind you only caused you to perk your ears. You weren't about to let him distract you from your work— because that's exactly what he wanted. You weren't about to allow him to get what he wanted, were you?
"[Y/N]," he was vocal as he moaned. His shorts found a place on the floor as he ground his hard cock against the soft pillow. You froze on your spot, pinching yourself as a reminder you had a paper due in less than two hours. You could hear the soft rocks of the bed as Atsumu pleasured himself. You tried to keep still so that you didn't look back, because you knew that if you looked back on him right now he would have won and you most likely would have pounced him. "[Y/N]— hahh..." You could hear the neediness in his voice, the way it rose up and cracked in the slightest. You knew how high his stamina was and you were painfully aware how long it took for the male to come undone just by touching himself alone.
Humping on your pillows and jerking himself wouldn't satisfy him as much as having your cunt buried deep into his dick.
The way his cock was in between the folded pillows, feeling the soft sheet of your silk covers hugging his walls. He had to hold the two ends still, hissing at the feeling and knowing it was nothing in comparison to the gummy walls of your [light/dark] pussy. If he folds the pillow tighter around his cock, he can imagine the view of your body in front of him, mewling as he thrust into the pillow with a strangled moan. He was rutting hard into the cotton, groaning quietly as his imagination took him places, the thought of you and you alone was enough to get him off. And he was desperate, absolutely desperate for you to milk his fat balls dry.
He wanted to feel your legs wrap around his hips, his image of your naked body, if you looked back now, the sight of his bulging muscles as he drives his hips into the pillow would be so divine. The way his thighs begin to sweat as he humps your pillow, looking so tiny between the trunk of his thick thighs, bed dipping down around his weight.
Soft, gentle humps weren't cutting anymore for Atsumu. He had taken the pillow away, stripping the last of his clothing allowing his cock to spring up and hit his stomach. His red and angry tip was leaking with precum, moving down his twitching shaft slowly. As soon as his large hands found home around his girth, he hissed a moan, making you flinch. You could tell by the heat he radiated, that he was so needy right now. But you couldn't let him distract you, you had a priority right now and that was not Atsumu.
That was your fourteen-page essay.
"Atsumu," your voice rang in his ears, almost a little too sharply earned a startled whimper from his end. Your typing halted and he gulped when you turned to face the blond male. His legs spread as his large hands moved up and down, slowly around his cock. He was shamelessly exposed to your piercing [E/C] orbs and it had come to the point that you would've thought this situation would be embarrassing in the eyes of someone who wasn't you. The older Miya had no shame at this point of the relationship; him being so sprawled out and horny in front of your eyes. "Stop touching yourself." You pursed your lips together.
You'd be lying if that sight didn't turn you on. You could already feel your pussy flutter and pool in your underwear at the thought of Atsumu jerking off with your name escaping his lips. You felt so powerful at this point, you felt like you bore fruit an ability that every god could gracefully walk by; the thought of Atsumu being fucked out by yours truly was riveting in a way that caused you to subconsciously rub your sex with your thighs only. Your breath was hot as you opened your mouth in the shape of an 'o,' Atsumu's brass-like orbs sparked at the sight of that, and he smirked much to your demise.
"Or what, [Y/N]-chan?" He teased with perilous intent. "Ya said yer busy with the paper, what's stoppin' me now?" His cocky grin boiled your blood and you exhaled a sigh of disciplinary resolve.
You had something that Atsumu did not: patience.
"If you don't stop touching yourself I'll make sure to ruin every single orgasm for this week and the following week after."
Atsumu froze, his hand hovering over the shaft of his dick. An incoherent noise escaped his lips as you smirked to yourself, he knew damn well that was a promise and not just a simple threat to keep him at bay. He knew how patient you could be without his dick; you were just amazing that way. The thought of not being able to release was a nightmare for Atsumu. He couldn't do that. He was like a rabbit in heat whenever he was active in sex— he couldn't stop until he's cum once, twice, three times, or more.
When you saw this, you hummed in satisfaction as you turned back to keep doing your schoolwork. "Good boy." You murmured more to yourself rather than to Atsumu. But in a matter of a few ticking minutes, feeling like hours to the blind male, he began to whine and grumble under his breath. He was hidden under the blanket, all bundled up like a caterpillar and quietly he was stroking himself.
This didn't go unnoticed by you.
"Hnngh..." He panted quietly. Your chair shifted and he froze.
You continued to type your essays, pretending to be unaware of his sinful ministrations. Your breathing was still and controlled; in contrast to Atsumu's quiet and hitched own. The way he slowly stroked his cock in attempt to please himself didn't make up as much as when he was more exposed and open with the air. He just wanted to be touched by you. He wanted your hands all over his toned body, he wanted you to ruin him; though he would never admit that out loud because of his own pride and ego in its standing.
"Atsumu," your voice rung in his ears once again. Startled, he yelped when he saw you sitting by the edge of the bed with your arms crossed. The laptop still open to your unfinished document and his half-naked body exposed as you pulled the blanket off of him. "What were you doing?" You rose your brows, leaning forward sinisterly.
"Nothing," he spoke quickly, looking anywhere but at you.
"Then why is your hand on your cock?" You didn't hesitate with your bluntness, watching his flushed expression as he sat up and faced you. "What happened to 'no touching,' huh? Are you really that needy for my cunt that you'd go as far as not listen to me? You're just a needy little slut, aren't you, baby?"
"I-I couldn't—"
"Shut up," you interrupted coldly. "Lie down and put your hands above your head, babe." You straddled the naked male, towering over him like a tiger looking down on its prey— you pinned his hands above his head, pressing your lips against his own and letting him melt against your touch. He was needy. Very needy, because when you pulled your lips away he was leaning forward for more and what stopped him were the restraints that you had put him in while he was distracted. You leaned over to reach under the bed, grabbing the blue cock ring and putting it on his swelling length. "Remember our safe word, baby?"
'Tuna,' he thought.
"Yes ack— shiittt, shit, shit!" He threw his head backwards, his hips arching forward as you switched on the vibrator on its lowest setting, giving him the buzzing sensation that was enough to shoot electricity around his body, but not enough to make him cum. Humming a small tune to yourself, you made him face you. He watched as you carefully lifted yourself from straddling the male, ridding yourself of your indigo underwear and waving it in front of his face.
"You better not spit this out," you murmured, cupping his cheeks with one hand so that his mouth opened with an 'o.' "You're gonna shut up and keep still, understand? If I hear so much as a whimper, I'm going to ruin you, Miya Atsumu."
Your eyes sparked darkly as you stuffed his mouth with your lace undie, smiling mischievously when he complied. You also grabbed a silk blindfold from inside the bedside table, gently wrapping it around his vision before teasingly pressing a kiss on where his eyes would be. His mouth quivered, threatened to release a whimper, but alas, he wouldn't want his orgasms ruined by you every time. He wanted release and he couldn't do that if he was disobedient.
Standing up, you grabbed the blanket and returned to your spot at your desk. Atsumu's heavy breathing was slowly growing into a hindrance of quiet wails and unstable pants with every passing minute as you proceeded to work on your essay. You could hear some commotion from his gentle kicking and moving around, he was just too sensitive anyway. You bet that he was so close to releasing a loud, and strangled moan. One that he took pride in making whenever he overstimmed himself when thrusting into you. But right now, he was stuck in restraints with nothing but a ring around his dick to stimulate him.
You liked it when he was so submissive.
You loved the way he'd whimper softly because he craved for your touch and your skin against his skin. Brushing against each other like two stars colliding and sparking up in lust-filled enticement. He was just too desperate at the moment that he was willing to do anything for you to ride him at that moment. Just the thought of your wet, sloppy walls clamping down on his pretty dick was enough to make him clench his eyes shut and circle his hips against nothing. The ring that hugged the base of his cock was vibrating in the lowest setting and his eyes were covered with the countenance of a desperate façade. His jaw closed tight around your indigo underwear and when he pictured your pretty cunt that sat upon your desk chair, he could feel himself trash on the bed; hips thrusting upwards as he tried to pleasure himself despite the tight restraints.
This earned a glance from your venereal [E/C] eyes, snorting internally to yourself at his desperate attempt to get himself off. "No touching, 'Tsumatsu," you spoke up, pretending to be unaware of his actions. You were close to finish your paper and the thought of Atsumu's naked body being exposed, weak, and vulnerable within your carnal gaze made you halt for a moment to look at your struggling boyfriend. When your typing halted, Atsumu was aware that you were looking at him at that moment— his lips brazenly clenching around the fabric of your panty as his cock twitched here and there with the low setting of the vibration running through his girth. He wanted to whine, cry, wail, scream at you for torturing him like that. But you took pleasure in seeing him suffer that way, a sight that beheld schadenfreude indeed.
Glancing back at your paper, you proceeded to complete the last few sentences of your final essay, taking in his quiet whimpers as his toes curled against the sheets and the low setting of the cock ring buzzed against his throbbing cock. The restraints around his wrists rattled against the headboard and in attempt to distract you (though completely failing completely), Atsumu struggled and tried to move around. With his breathing becoming heavy, he looked to what seemed to be your direction, dark brows furrowed in a plea. And after finally submitting the last of your work, you shut your laptop, turning the chair to face Atsumu's sensitive self. His abs clenched in attempt to release and his legs shaking.
"You've been awful quiet there, huh?" You mocked. He whined, louder this time against the gag of your underwear in between his lips. You approached the male, crawling over his body like a predator among prey as you then ripped off the blindfold from his face, taking your sopping wet underwear from his mouth as well. Covered in the remains of his drool and a trail between the fabric and his lips thinned as you threw the panty in the neglected corner of the room. "Did I allow you to speak?" You hissed, holding on to the base of his cock tightly which struck a bolt in his core as strings of white shot up towards his clenched stomach. A loud, shameless groan escaped his lips when he arched his back, moving hips to your hands to ride himself out, but alas you released your grip, scoffing softly. "You really couldn't wait, you slut?"
"Please, please, please fuck me," he pleads, trashing around in an attempt to get out of the restraints. But him being too weak after his high, barely budged as you clicked your tongue. "Want your pussy 'round me, baby. Please ride me... use me, [Y/N], please— just make me cum!" He rambled, shutting his eyes tightly in embarrassment. The thought of his teammates finding out how submissive he was, especially with you, was riveting and he wouldn't ever hear the end of their shameless banter if they were to ever know of his dirty little secrets.
"Aww, 'Tsumu, wants to cum?" You cooed, taking your hands around his dick and getting rid of the vibrating cock ring. You could feel how big the girth of his cock around your hands throb when you gently stroked him, blowing onto his tip as he struggled to keep his head up to look at you take his dick into your mouth. He so wanted to see how your cheeks hollowed when you brought yourself down onto his cock, licking and kissing every vein and skin of his cock. He wanted to be able to watch your eyes water as you deepthroated him. But today... you decide to make it different. Because as you dragged your mouth in and out of his swelling cock, you dragged your teeth as well. Gently but firmly moving along his sensitive skin which earned a cry of slight pain from the bicoloured-haired male.
"[Y-Y/N]! Shit!" A loud groan escaped his lips as he clenched the headboard above him, wanting so badly to grab a patch of hair from your head to support you with your movements. The giggle that escaped your lips brought all sorts of vibrations across his length and he visibly shivered when you licked over his swelling tip, stopping momentarily when he twitched as a sign of release. He was so close. So, so, close. Why didn't you let him go? Why did you stop? Why—
"You asked for me, didn't ya?" You spoke darkly, fondling with his sensitive balls in a manner that made him nothing more than a toy to you.
"Please, [Y/N], please, please, please," he kept himself from sobbing, crying, but that sadistic smile on your face only haunted him as your feathered hands brushed over the head of his cock. The stimulation itself allowing a stream of precum to fall down his dick. "Please let me cum, I just need to cum, [Y/N]— ah!" He cried when took the vibrating cock ring to press around him. "Yes, yes, yes, yes!"
His chants filled your ears as you continued to run a hand through his dick. Gently stroking him while you slowly put the toy in its highest setting. He began to roll his hips in a desperate plea of release, you let him do that as you initiated once again with your tongue playing with the slit of his cock, licking around his precum and helping him chase his release. His breathing was heavy and his toes curled with all the pleasure that you gave him.
You were spoiling him. Spoiling him too much. He was supposed to be suspicious of it, but how can he when all that clouded his mind was the delicate touch of your fingers stroking his cock and the oscillating toy that was up in its highest setting. It was too good to be true— you were too good to be true. You yourself were beginning to wet the sheets under you with your leaking essence when his whines came up in your ears. So, so good... his eyes saw stars when his meaty thighs began to shake—
"Cumming! I-I'm cumming! Don't s-stop—"
But you did.
You grinned widely when he cried, sobbing, when you stopped the toy from moving and your hand halting around his dick. His tip was pooling with thick, white cum and his eyes were beginning to glisten as he tried to move his hips up to meet your hands. You immediately stepped away from his cock, removing the toy and tossing it to the side as he squirmed and whined under your cat-like gaze.
"You asked for this, baby," you spoke lowly, crawling on top of his chest and teasing your cunt on top of his hard dick. The head touching your hold twitched every now and then as you wiggled your hips. Atsumu whined, looking away from you as he shut his eyes, tears streaming down his dishevelled cheeks, too embarrassed and ashamed about his constant need to release. "Didn't you want to be fucked by me, 'Tsumu? I thought you wanted me to touch you?" You cooed, stroking his cheeks gently so his teary eyes met your carnal own.
"Wunna c-cum, baby, please, I wunna—" he choked on his own spit, sobs escaping his lips when you lifted yourself from him. "Please, I need yer cunt, [Y/N]..." A strangled moan escaped his mouth when you aligned his cock into your hole, groaning with your lips shut as you held on to his chest to ensure you don't shake. "Let me get outta these restraints, baby, I want hold ya, please, [Y/N]." He pleaded, watching you roll your hips on top of him.
He was still so sensitive, even though he never got to cum, but with the way you tightly clenched around him he couldn't help but throw his head back, hitting the headboard when you began to bounce. At a slow rhythm at first, all while stripping your top off of your body. Atsumu's breath hitched, moving his hips in sync with yours. Skin slapping against skin slowly as he gave in to your touch.
"Take it like a good boy, babe," you mumbled, leaning forward to capture his lips. The coil that built up in his stomach was about to snap when you firmly began to bounce your body on top of him. Skin slapping resounded in the apartment walls as Atsumu's wanton moans filled your ears, feeding you into an ecstatic state of bliss. "You're gunna cum aren't ya? Like a cunt-slut, eh? You're my little cunt-slut, aren't ya, baby?" You crooned, feeling yourself move close to your orgasm.
"Cumming, cumming—!" He wailed. You laughed sadistically, pulling your hips off as you used your fingers to chase your high. Finally, Atsumu broke out a sob as he twitched into nothing, leaking with thick white precum as you came with your fingers only. "I was— I-I was so fuckin' close!" He growled, frustrated, attempting to pull himself out of his restraints.
"Watch your language, you brat," you spoke darkly, "this is what you get for being so impatient. Y'know what impatient bitches get? Nothing."
"I just w-wunna cum, [Y/N]... p-please!" He cried, rolling his hips around nothing, you slapped his cock to keep him still, frowning when he didn't shut up. "Just fuckin' let me fill you up, b-babe, it hurts!" He groaned.
You grabbed a hold of his cheeks so his lips formed an 'o,' his honeyed hues looked up at you in desperate plea, slightly startled when you took a pool of spit from inside your mouth and brought it down into his own. He let out gargled whines when you pat his cheek, pinching his sensitive nipples.
"You better not swallow that, Atsumu," you said, "otherwise, I'll leave you like this for the rest of the night." You meant that. You will leave him if he so much as slips up and spills your spit from his mouth. With a meek nod, you wiped his tear-stained face with your hand as you hummed in approval. You peppered his neck in gentle kisses, marking his skin in various shades of purple and blue while listening to the earful whimpers that escaped his lips when he tried to moan.
"Hngghh..." He strangled out, digging crescents into his palm as your hand found their way wrapping around his pulsing dick. "Ah..." Some drool fall down his mouth, leaking onto his chin and moving down his neck and shoulders.
You paused, looking up to meet his eyes viciously.
"I told you to keep it in your mouth, didn't I?" You frowned, watching him gulp with an exhausted expression on his face, soft, blubbering whimpers escaping his lips as you sighed at his pathetic state. "Fine. Baby, d'ya wanna cum?" You gently stroked his cock. "Want my mouth to help you out?" You cooed, watching him buck in desperation, nodding as you stammered quiet apologies.
You went down on his chest, scattering his body with gentle kisses before you slowly took his weeping dick into your mouth. His moans accompanied by whines once again filled your ears as he struggled to look down on you, wanting so badly to grab your head to thrust himself at a pace that would completely wreck him. But he was afraid that if he did something as little as buck his hips into your mouth or move his shaking thighs in the slightest. You had fondled with his balls to help him chase his high, feeling generous tonight as you played with the slit of his dick with your tongue and dragging your wet muscle to the side of his cock; taking in every pulsing vein and leaving no flesh untouched by your mouth.
"Cu..." he paused as he moaned out loudly, afraid, once again, that you would ruin this orgasm. But to his surprise, you continued to pleasure the male, clutching tightly to his muscled thighs as his throat choked out a cry of elation when he had bucked his hips up, you hummed in approval, swirling your tongue around the folds of his tip, sinful sounds resounding from your dirty ministrations as you swallowed as much to his pleasure. A breathy rasp escaped his lips and he was convinced that he would lose his voice by the end of this night.
You pause to stare at his drooling cock but then latch your lips onto the head with your own once again, chasing the droplets of the white goo-like substance. You wanted to milk him dry and you could tell that that Atsumu was growing weak with your touch alone as you hollowed your cheeks as tight as you can to milk his balls dry. Because this is what he wanted, didn't he? He asked to be fucked and you're giving him exactly what he wanted.
There's no point in complaining now that you were compliant.
"'M sensitive— sensitive, ahh, [Y/N]!" He let out a string of moans, going up pitches when he languidly arched his hips until your nose met his pubic bone, he was attempting to follow the pace of your movements as you sought out another orgasm from the faux-blond. He panted, thighs shaking around by your head when he had cum again, this time you couldn't take the burn of the thunderous spurts of white that ran down your throat, allowing him to coat your face with his semen.
"Look how much you came," you crooned, rubbing the angry-red tip of his cock and smearing his thick essence over the softening girth. "You know we're not done, baby?"
"W-What?" Atsumu whimpered when you began stroking him into hardness again, you grabbed the cock ring that was neglected for the while he was being pleasured, putting it up in the highest setting which made him throw his head back as he cried out in anamnesis of both pain and pleasure. You stood up on your knees, watching his back create a perfect arch as he whined, shaking his head. "Too much, 'm gunna c-cum 'gain.." He groaned.
"Then cum," you stood up on your feet, moving to head out toward the kitchen. "I'll be back." You smile innocently.
"W-Where are ya goin'? [Y/N]— don't.." he ached all over, feeling spurts of cum go up to his stomach and drool down his cock, moving inwards on his thighs and onto the sheets.
"Water break," you hum innocently.
"W-Wait—"
Atsumu's quiet whines echoed around the room, accompanied by the buzz of the cock ring. He was squirming, still too delicate from his previously precarious highs. The sound of your humming voice echoed in his ears like a siren's distinct song and his quiet cries, umbrageous tears fell down his cheeks. He was too weak, he felt his head fall into a state of cloudiness when he heard the door open, unaware of your current get-go.
"Aw, he's cryin'," uttering in a soft, almost mocking, expression when you set down the empty glass of water next to the bed. "Look how adorable you look, 'Tsumu, I could just take pictures if I had my phone." His eyes shot open when he met your felicitous eyes, a playful grin growing on your face as you fixed the strap-on around your hips. He remained fixated on the girth of the dildo, whimpering when your gloved hands played with the skin of his ass.
"[Y/N], wait..." he groaned when your lubed fingers feathered over his hole, your head tilted in absolute interest, feeling a power surge through your mind at his submissive state. This was your first time ever doing such a thing with him, you've brought up the topic to. him a few times and he had always spoke about it with an open mind. "Feels weird..." His mouth gaped when you slowly inserted your finger, gasping quietly when you experimented with a curl of your slender fingers.
"Remember the safe word?" You asked gently, stroking the skin of his abdomen gently.
"'S tuna," he visibly clenched tightly when another finger slipped into him, his cock jumping up when your hands resorted to short and dragging thrusts. "it hurts, ah... m' wrists.." You removed your hand, pursing your lips as you crawled on top of him, releasing the restraints around his sore wrists and littering tiny kisses on top of them.
"Better?" You asked. He nodded, following your actions as you watched him go on all fours. "You do't have to that, 'Tsumu, you can let me do all the work." You gently combed through his hair with your other hand, listening to his stammering whimpers as he panted, wiggling his hips up in your direction as an invitation to ruin him.
"Jus' fuck me, [Y/N],' he said subtly in a low tone, resting his cheek on the pillow below him. The tip of his cock slightly dragged along the silk sheets, giving him a sense of friction and allowing his whole body to jolt when you continued to prep his untouched hole.
"So demanding, babe," you clicked your tongue, massaging around his hole before forcing two fingers inside. "Y'know, it's going to hurt, right?"
"I know, just fuck me, I don't care!" He whined.
His eyes were squeezed tightly shut and you almost wanted to chuckle at the look of raw pleasure on his face. He shivered when you pulled your fingers away and applied more lube, the pleasant tingle in his heat making his cock twitch against his stomach. He breathed shakily through his nose, whining almost, as he opened his eyes to take a peek at what you were doing, almost choking as you saw you stroking the dildo to apply the lube. His wrist was weak, shaking as he moved his body to rest on his elbows to rest his forehead on the sheets, fingers prematurely taking hold of the bedsheets.
"Tsk, don't be a brat," you whispered more to yourself as he let out a cry of mixed pain and pleasure when you first slid into him, his face contorting into bliss when your pelvis meets his ass.
It started off with slow, subtle thrusts into his ass. Your hand palmed his hips as he grunted with the feeling of his face rocking against the mattress. You dragged your cock out, before fully plunging back in which earned a groan from him as you continued with your brutally rhythmic pace.
"Fhuuu— fuccckkkk!" He groaned, feeling the tip of your dildo hit his prostate repeatedly, the permanent curve moving into his ass and producing a chorus of dirty noises. His pants were loud and his tongue killed out when he moved his right hand to grab his cock, fully pleasuring himself with the feeling of your thrusts and his hand stroking his cock.
You pinched his arm, halting your movements for a second before glaring at him from behind. "Only I can pleasure you, baby," you grabbed his hand, moving it so that it was behind him as you continued to thrust brutally into him. "You're gonna be a good boy and take what you have, understand?" You grumbled when he whined loudly, feeling himself twitch uncontrollably when your thrusts quickened in its pace.
"So good— it feels so good, ahh!" He wailed, flushed cheeks squishing the mattress as he stained the sheets with his tears.
"Only I can make you feel this way, understand?" You leaned over to whisper in his ear, never halting in your thrusts as you listened to his pretty little moans.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" His moan came out in a strangled moan. "Only you, yes, only you..." he begin to babble as the coil developing in his stomach jolted through his body into a snap, an electric-like surge running through his lower parts as ropes of white, creamy cum stained his abdomen and silky sheets beneath him.
You panted quietly into his ear as well, slowly dragging your cock out before discarding the toy to the side to attend to your boyfriend's incoherent needs. You moved his hair away from his face, his ass still facing up in the air as his eyes rolled back in an expression of ecstasy. His body moved with every shaky breath he took ass clenching around nothing when he fell back on the bed with nothing but a weak grunt.
"Mm, I'll run a bath for you, baby," you murmured, discarding the latex gloves you wore before rubbing his bum gently and standing up to clean up.
"No, no," he reached out for you, pulling your body close to his as he nuzzled his face into the crook of his neck. The feeling of his slick against your arm left you unbothered as he tangled his legs around your body. "Wunna hold you." He pouted.
"Shouldn't I be the one who should be doing that?" You joked quietly, stroking his cheek. "Was I too rough?" You asked.
"No," he murmured, "just right... I loved it..." he hummed.
"Good," you yawned. "Do you want to stay like this, 'Tsums?" You asked.
"Mmhm," he nodded, "love you..."
"Yeah," you hugged his neck, letting him rest his head in between the valley of your breasts. "I love you too..."
[ EXTENDED ENDING ]
"He won't be coming to practice today," you spoke through the phone, the sun rising up as you watched your boyfriend sleep soundly on your bed. "He wouldn't be feeling too well if he did. Besides, he stayed up again." You pretended to sigh, but Kiyoomi caught on to your schemes a little too quickly.
"He shouldn't be in practice anyway," the curly-haired male replied. "It wouldn't be good for him or the team. Just make sure he's back in shape by tomorrow."
You chuckled. "No promises," you responded in a sarcastic manner. "Knowing my 'Tsumu, there isn't any stopping him until he gets what he wants..."
"I didn't need to know that," there was a hint of disgust in his voice. But knowing your friend he wasn't too bothered because he'd grown used to all his teammate's shenanigans. "I'll be going now, [L/N]."
"Yeah, yeah," you spoke, "I'll let you know if Atsumu wants to drop by later." When you hung up the phone, Atsumu awoke with a few slurs escaping his lips accompanied by a throbbing pain between his legs. "Rise and shine, baby." You grinned, setting down the phone after hanging up.
"Mm, [Y/N]," he moaned quietly, "still felt good... maybe I should bother you while you're doing your homework more often..." he hugged the pillow when he looked at you.
"Shit, speaking of homework," you move toward your laptop, opening it to look at your assignment. All in red, it was marked with a 'late submission' sign. "It was two minutes late." You frown, staring at Atsumu.
"'S not my fault," he grinned cockily, "you were just as horny as I was, weren't ya?" He teased.
"You have no place to talk, Atsumu," you grumble, "besides, I'll make sure you won't be able to walk tomorrow, if I do feel like peggin' you again."
"Try me," he smirked.
After the night before? He knew exactly what to look forward to with you and your new strap-on. And he wasn't ashamed to say that he liked it very much.
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“CAT GOT MY TONGUE.” [A. MIYA]
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❥ afab reader, atsumu loves to eat pussy, oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), orgasm denial, pet names
❥ atsumu eats pussy to get you to shut up. also, the answer to the doors vs wheels question is obviously WHEELS.
Both you and your boyfriend had a very interesting relationship. Often, you would find yourself bickering with the setter; from the most frivolous topics to topics don’t even concern both of you — this includes tv shows, the colour of an orange to shit like gossip and people in your social lives. It was what made you both all the more endearing to each other; the intense, thrilling thought of who the hell is going to shut the hell up first?
Your first introduction to this man was as unceremonious as your relationship. You were a student studying law while he was the infamous setter who won the hearts of many; teachers, women, coaches. In this University, he was a star. Atsumu Miya was an individual that you knew wasn’t the best influence. As charming as he was with the people outside of the campus, he was an idiotic and awfully endearing bastard.
In the end, he would be your idiotic and awfully endearing bastard.
Except, not at this moment as the man argued with you — this trivial topic that his right wing, Shouyo brought up — about the question: “Are there more wheels or doors in the world?” Syllable after syllable, whine after whine, you didn’t know what irritated you more. The fact that Atsumu’s evidence was disgustingly general or that his response was—
“—doors! There ‘re more doors in the world, babe,” the blond man runs a hand through his messy locks as he follows you to your kitchen, “they’re literally everywhere as we speak, the answer is doors.”
Rolling your eyes, you pour yourself a cup of coffee as you think about what you’ll do to Shouyo once you see him. It’s his fault that Atsumu is so persistent! With a scoff, you shake your head. “Kitchen cabinets do not count as doors, ‘Tsumu!”
“And doorknobs do not count as wheels!” Atsumu counters.
“What classified as wheels is that if they can rotate a full 360,” you respond within a heartbeat, “this includes screws and gears and fans!”
You didn’t know what you wanted to do at this moment, ignore the man you unfortunately love for the rest of day or continue on with this fruitless debate. One thing was certain: Atsumu would not shut up until you’ve admitted defeat, thus you will not be going with the latter.
“Yeah?” Atsumu challenges, grabbing your hips before making you do a twirl, causing you to drop your coffee on the ground as you yelp at his sudden gesture. What was this idiot thinking?! “What about you, then? Do you count as a wheel?”
You furrow your brows — absolutely appalled by his logical but unsound premise! — as your mind progressively searched for a suitable explanation, your gaze traveling from his celestial features to the way his large hands seemed to press hardly against the bare skin of your hips. You only wore a large t-shirt, belonging to the man himself (which was a result of last night’s endeavors). With no underwear or bottom, you could feel air rush between your legs as he steps back to pick up the broken glass beneath your feet.
Atsumu, noticing your silence, purses his lips immediately as you seemed frozen on the spot. “Fuck, I broke your favourite mug. ‘M sorry, sweetheart.”
If this were any other person, hearing Atsumu Miya call you that nickname would astound them. After all, you both have created that reputable name as the “bickering couple.” Upon hearing his short apology, however, it was not the mug that you were thinking about, your eyes fall to the way his short hair bounced on his head as he cleaned up the mess beneath your feet, completely oblivious with the way you push yourself back on the kitchen counter to watch him clean the mess.
As if noticing the quietude that fall upon the atmosphere of your small kitchen, Atsumu looks up, his eyes flickering to the way you briefly pull down the shirt in attempt to be modest. He smirks, “what? Cat got yer tongue?” He finishes the clean up beneath your feet then strides toward you — long, muscled legs evident beneath the sun-bathed room.
You force yourself to look away, immediately remembering your previous battle with him… what was it, again? Doors or wheels? The boy merely chuckled at your adorable reaction, looking as if your overwhelmed stance entertained him deeply.
“Shut up you—” you attempt to speak, with a rumbling tone. However, Atsumu presses his body against yours and you could feel everything. The way his bulge pressed against your legs, his large fingers tickling your sides, and his lips against your own. What was he trying to do? Assert dominance by shutting you up? Not on your watch. “You’re just stupid, ‘Tsumu. The logical answer will always be wheels.” You click your tongue, making your way to the living room where the blond setter followed closely behind.
“Are you really using Ad Hominem to argue my claims?” He pouts, wrapping his thick arms around your shoulders from behind. “Yer just mad that you don’t have anything else to support your argument, babe. I win— it’s doors.” You groan, but that sound turned to a small gasp when the man buried his nose into your neck, kissing your skin slowly.
Immediately, you grab a fistful of hair as he continues his oral pursuits on your neck. “Hm? Are you trying to distract me, right now?” You try to counter, but your legs weakly rub together as he grabs your neck from behind you, gently caressing your skin as he kisses your chin.
“You’ve got me all wrong, love,” he huffs while jumping over the couch so he could hold you, “it’s the other way ‘round— you’re distractin’ me.”
He takes your waist, holding you tightly against him. Atsumu locks his mouth against yours, his fingers tangling in your hair. Immediately, he was poisoned by the flavor of your honey tongue. It was absurdly intoxicating, a drug he would never get used to. You sighed against Atsumu’s mouth as your hands moved to the curvature of his neck, pulling lightly on the base of his hair. One of his strong arms wrapped around your waist, pressing your body against his with undeniable desire, concupiscence.
His lips begin to venture down your neck, to your clear shoulders, before he’s sliding up the oversized shirt that you wore— his shirt— and whistling when his golden eyes meet your bare cunt. “Awe, no panties? Were you waiting for me to fuck you raw, is that what? Were you tryin’ to rile me up with the stupid wheels or doors argument?” He almost cooed and you feel embarrassment rush up into your countenance as you shut your legs in response to his taunts.
“You were the one who started the thing,” you grunted, feeling vulnerable under his droopy gaze, “don’t you put words in my mouth…” Your strong tone turns into jelly as soon as Atsumu presses his lips inside your thighs — so close to your core, yet too far to get that satisfaction that you so yearned for.
His breath was warm and heavy against your skin, making your flesh tingle in a mixture of desire and anticipation. “Feels good, baby?” He asked teasingly, his deep voice reverberating inside your chest like distant drums. Outside of the bedroom, the usage of that nickname would have made you furious but, at that moment, it only made you melt further into his touches. “Want me to go on, hm?”
You groan, shamelessly bucking your hips into his face. “Ugh… shut the— hah— up…” A whimper dared to escaped your roseate lips as soon as he begins humming — the vibrations travelling all over your body as his mouth kissed the path up your leg, his lips slowly touching the sensitivity of your clit. Such simple contact was enough for you to moan out his name, hand flying to hold onto his hair tightly, “fuck! Atsumu!” You throw your head back, hitting the hard rest of the couch as the man begins to flatten and lick you — in a treacherously slow pace — on your pussy. You begin to jolt at his advances, which lead to him holding you down with his large hands.
"You seem so eager," Atsumu jests. He stops momentarily, resting his head on your thigh as his eyes meet your clouded own. "Tell me you want more, doll."
“Please" seemed to be the only thing you could muster, your voice bordering on a whisper. You didn't think it would be this easy for Atsumu to turn you on. His voice was velvet, he movements were with grace, and god, his eyes peering towards you from below might have been enough to—
“C-cum!" You arch your back. " I'm gunna— d-don’t stop, ‘Tsumu, I swear to God if you s-stop, fuck!—” Atsumu lifts his head, your essence plastering his lips as he flicks his tongue over your substances while cockily smiling. Sure, he had a hard bulge tightly hugging his all-too-thin shorts, but the only thing that you concerned yourself with at this moment was the fact that he had stopped before you came, making you raise your voice in a whine as you pathetically buck your hips in the air. “W-Why did you stop?! I was close!” You almost cry out, throwing your head back in defeat.
With a tilt of his head, he chuckles, “cat got my tongue.”
That cheeky bastard, you were going to kill him for sure!
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Is the haikyuu fandom still alive? I'm trying to get into writing for it (after rewatching for the third time oops) Please interact w this post if you'd be interested in reading for hq !! trying to see how active the fandom is :)
I'm thrilled to reveal my first-ever Kinktober collaboration event hosted by me, Doumadono, and my second writing blog, Thepaperpanda After the huge success of my inaugural Kinktober event last year, conducted on ThePaperPanda, I've opted to explore a fresh concept this year. With this notion in mind, I contacted the writers I hold in high regard, inviting them to partake in a playful exploration of lust and desire. To my astonishment, the response was overwhelmingly positive, and I am deeply honored to have such exceptional writers participating in this little project. I want to express my deep thanks to all the writers who are participating. Having each and every one of you on board brings me great joy and satisfaction ♡
Essential information ♡ This Masterpost has been prepared to function as an informational leaflet, providing comprehensive details about the upcoming collaboration event ♡ The Masterlist will undergo updates as soon as the works are posted ♡ All works will be NSFW 🔞 ♡ Our event-specific tag will be applied to all works: #kinktobercollab‘23 ♡ This is a multifandom event ♡ Within this collaborative event, you'll discover a variety of stories, including headcanons, blurbs, drabbles, and full-length fictions ♡ The event will include various pairings (such as KiriBaku, ShigaDabi, etc.) ♡ Below, following the cut, you can find the complete list of prompts, characters, and writers participating in the Kinktober 2023 Collaboration ♡ Reblog to help spread the word!
♡ day 1 - blow job | Douma | @sanriokamabodo ♡ day 2 - overstimulation | Bakugo | @doumadono ♡ day 3 - dry humping | Atsumu Miya | @doumadono ♡ day 4 - maid | Dabi | @dabihawksluva ♡ day 5 - bukkake | KiriBaku & ShigaDabi | @doumadono ♡ day 6 - orgasm denial | Levi Ackerman | @mrskokushibo ♡ day 7 - sensory deprivation | Douma | @muzansfangs ♡ day 8 - drunk sex | Bucky Barnes | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 9 - leash | Sukuna | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 10 - shibari | Douma | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 11 - creampie | Shigaraki | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 12 - break ♡ day 13 - mirror | Hawks | @kyojurismo ♡ day 14 - daddy kink | Jake Lockley | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 15 - hair pulling | Akaza Douma Kokushibo | @sanriokamabodo ♡ day 16 - morning sex | Neuvillette | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 17 - spanking | Kotaro Bokuto | @doumadono ♡ day 18 - temperature play | Dabi | @dabislittlemouse ♡ day 19 - break ♡ day 20 - break ♡ day 21 - angry sex | Bakugo | @mrskokushibo ♡ day 22 - oral sex | Sae Itoshi | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 23 - rough sex & praise kink | Lucifer | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 24 - dirty talk & finger fucking | ShibaDabi | @lifeform286 ♡ day 25 - breeding kink | Dabi | @sillakits ♡ day 26 - love triangles | KiriBaku | @kyojurismo ♡ day 27 - period sex | Bakugo | @thepaperpanda ♡ day 28 - lingerie | Shigaraki | @misafiryanki ♡ day 29 - threesome | Erasermic | @gamergirl-niffler ♡ day 30 - torture | Dottore | @gamergirl-niffler ♡ day 31 - biting | Douma | @sanriokamabodo
Warnings: dry humping, post-timeskip Atsumu
Synopsis: you boldly take the initial stride, enlisting the help of Atsumu to satiate your desires
Author: @doumadono
A/N: hi, folks, here we go again! This marks my second foray into the Kinktober '23 Collaboration, and guess what? It's my debut in the world of Haikyuu! Brace yourselves, 'cause I'm about to knock it out of the park – hope you're ready to enjoy the ride! 🙌😏 Today's prompt: dry humping
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You adored weekends. It was that special time of the week when Atsumu was mostly at home, except for the occasional matches or training sessions. During these weekends together, you both enjoyed indulging in various activities, not necessarily something overly engaging. Sometimes, it was as simple as a quiet book reading session. Atsumu with his favorite book and you with yours, cuddled together on the couch, sipping on warm beverages.
That day had begun innocently enough, both of you enjoying a rare lazy day at home, free from Atsumu's usual training commitments. As you lounged together, engrossed in your books, you nonchalantly threw your legs over his lap.
Atsumu's hand found its place on your thigh, just above your knee, his thumb caressing the soft fabric of your cotton leggings in a mesmerizing rhythm. While he continued to delve into the dense criminal book before him, you found it increasingly challenging to concentrate on your psychological thriller while you felt the warmth of his hand on you. Oh, your boyfriend had an effect on you, there was no doubt.
The decision to take your relationship slow had seemed logical at the time, but now, with the seemingly innocent touch sending electrifying sensations through your spine and directly to your core, you couldn't recall the rationale behind it. Yet, you started to realize that you yearned for Atsumu and his touch. The desperation had grown to the point where you were on the verge of breaking your own rules.
You resisted for a few minutes before impulsively taking the book from his hands. Straddling him, you cupped his handsome face with your palms, initiating a slow, deep kiss that ignited a passionate blaze between you. Atsumu's hands traveled to your hips, and his touch traced the length of your spine through the soft shirt you wore. The electric current that had begun with the touch of his thumb on your thigh now surged between you, filling the air with palpable desire as your kisses grew increasingly fervent.
His grip on your hips urging you both closer until you could practically feel the heat radiating from each other's centers made you gasp deeply. He moaned into the kiss and pulled your lip between his bottom teeth, sucking on it.
Gently tugging at the short, dark hair at the nape of his neck, you exposed his throat and began a series of open-mouthed kisses along it, leaving a small mark where you could feel his pulse quickening. Your fingers moved stealthily, sliding up to pull his t-shirt up, allowing your hands to explore the soft skin of his torso. It was a mutual decision to shift positions during this intimate encounter, and as you gazed into his large, brown eyes, you couldn't help but grin. You adjusted your hips so that his crotch was nestled between your legs, and when you rolled your pelvis experimentally, both of you couldn't contain your moans.
Your breaths were becoming increasingly ragged, and you were acutely aware of his fascinated gaze as you moved together. "Oh, Atsumu, you’re so good to me, baby...."
Atsumu didn't stop you; in fact, he supported himself with one foot on the floor, giving you a more stable surface to grind against. Leaning in so close that his nose was buried in your hair and his lips brushed against your ear. He ran the ip of his tongue on his bottom lip, and whispered, "Will you cum for me, Y/N?"
A needy whine escaped your lips, and you nodded vigorously, arching your body to press even closer to him, craving more of the delicious friction between your thighs. "Y-yeah, yes, I'll, oh God..."
Atsumu maintained his firm stance, propped up on his elbow while skillfully keeping your hands at bay. The tantalizing friction of his rock-hard cock against your clit sent waves of pleasure rippling through you, even through the thin layers of clothing that separated your bodies. Your impending climax simmered powerfully and achingly low between your thighs. Lost in the rhythm of your movements against him, it took you a moment to realize you had been moaning his name, desperately entreating him for release. "Oh, Atsumu, baby, yes, yes, you feel so good….”
His wicked chuckle, delivered right against your ear, caused your core to spasm and throb around emptiness, your orgasm tantalizingly close. "Oh, babygirl, holy hell, you’re hot.”
As you let out a soft, almost incoherent whimper, his fingers traced a tantalizing path along the curve of your hip, slipping into the dip at your waist and then up over your ribs to gently cup your breast. His thumb grazed your nipple through your shirt ever so delicately, and a shiver of pleasure coursed through you. He continued to caress the pebbled nub with a rhythmic motion, lifting his head from your neck to gaze at you intently. His lips brushed yours in a fleeting kiss, more like a whisper, as he murmured, "Cum for me, babygirl, I know you can."
In response, a moan escaped your lips, a sound that even to your own ears, sounded raw and desperate. You nodded fervently, your body writhing against his, your hands finding their way to his hair and face as he finally released them. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"
Atsumu had leaned back slightly to observe your expressions, and the look of wonder in his eyes filled you with gratitude as your orgasm washed over you, forcing your eyes shut as you quivered against him.
He held you tenderly as you rode out the waves of pleasure, only shifting to cuddle you when your breathing steadied, and your eyes fluttered open.
You could feel his presence against your pussy still but he was only half-hard now, the bulge in his sweatpants barely visible. "I love you, Atsumu," you whined, nuzzling him.
“And I love you too, my wild babygirl.”
