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𝔇𝔦𝔩𝔣 𝓐𝔱𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔲

DILF Osamu

chubby! reader cause Miya Twins eat chubby girls up

DILF Atsumu who ages like fine fucking wine. Who seems to get more attractive with age, in every way. Like his brother, he’s bulked up with age, big where he was once lean, pecs nice and round, arms big n strong enough to bounce you up and down his cock for hours. Stopped holding back his accent years ago, now completely confident after seein the way you shiver when he slurs his words in your ear. Retired off the court, and now coaching on the sidelines, he’s got the perfect gig to keep his body fit and his wallet fat. He feels now more than ever fit to take care of you.

DILF Atsumu who’s a natural sugar daddy. who’s dick gets hard when you spend his money. who pouts at ya anytime you come home empty handed, and pulls out his phone to check his transactions, little pout settling into a reassured smile when he sees the charges you left for him. At first you felt nervous at the sheer amount he gives you. “I make a lotta money, doll,” he says so nonchalantly when you worry at him for it, “would go to waste if i didn’t spend it on ya.” he’d wink, kissing your forehead. A little telepathic signal letting you know it’s okay, he wants to spoil you. “Everytime you whine about it ‘m just gonna order you a new lingerie set n fuck ya till ya get it through yer head.”

And he does. He’s such a pussy bully and he knows it! Pounds into your cervix at top speed till your head spins. His stamina has only grown with age, and with his newfound strength he can man-handle you into any position he wants you in. And he knows he can, knows he can fuck you better than you ever thought possible. Makes you scream his name as he rails you through your orgasm- and laughs at you. He’s so mean without even tryin :’(

“Pretty lil thing, gotcha cryin on my cock, huh?” he teases as he smacks the fat of your ass, grinning wickedly as he watches your body jiggle against the snap of his hips. “hope yer not done, darlin, we gotta long night ahead of us.”

Folds you into a press so he can see your tummy roll up under him, eyes glued to the way your tits bounce. Switched up his rhythm to see them jump just the way he wants.

DILF Atsumu who laughs into his groans as he fills you up. Who pulls out and presses your legs back to watch his cum ooze out of your pretty little abused hole. Eats it out of you too, he’s such a menace :’<

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

𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐇

・❥・pairing: bokuto koutaro x chubby reader

・❥・fandom: haikyuu

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

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

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

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

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

"Nice spike!"

"Nice kill!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You're really beautiful baby owl."

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

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

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

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

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

"Way to go Ace!"

"Finally!"

"Damn. Lucky bastard."

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

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

OOPS! WRONG SEND (sakusa kiyoomi)

ᝰ.ᐟ in which you accidentally sent a twitter porn link to sakusa kiyoomi, your team's player and you need to face the consequences and him finding your dirty secrets.

you know kuroo would be up to something from the moment he kneels in front of you. an excuse of tying the laces of your shoes.

"i don't like my girlfriend tripping when she's already fallen for me." he smugly smiles at you and then the next thing you knew. your skirt bunching up in your waist. his head between your thick thighs.

you could never trust kuroo tetsurou.

kuroo's a sly fucker who relies on underhanded tactics just to get what he wants when his sweet talks won't work and unfortunately you're one who fall for them and now you're under in his mercy with his tongue putting you in one of the sweetest tortures.

you can't help but to tremble. squeezing your thighs together, his bed hair peeking through between your thighs. sometimes you couldn't believe the duality kuroo have. he's nice, caring, a real gentleman to you and being the boyfriend you could ever ask for but kuroo could be such a tease.

"tetsurou, i fucking swear if we get caught, i'm giving you the cold shoulder for a week."

his lips wrapped around your clit before giving it a harsh suck, stealing a gasp coming from you. his head surfacing up and a shit-eating grin visible on his face with your slick dripping in his chin.

"you can't do that to me." before diving back again to your folds. you can't help but to roll your hips, gripping his wild hair. his arms wrapped in your doughy thighs. throwing your head back with breathless pants escaping from your mouth.

"tetsurou, just make me cum so we can finish— ahh, fuck." you curse under your breath. kuroo's so fucking good at eating you out. you can feel his tongue licking up and down in your folds. his nose bumping into your clit sending vibrations in your insides that leaves you gushing around him in which he gladly laps up.

you could feel the bastard smirking. your eyes scans the empty volleyball court. thoughts on what if someone comes and finds you spread out with kuroo in between your legs. the poor soul.

your stomach tightens, legs spasming and you can feel your orgasm creeping up. just a little more. grinding your crotch to kuroo's face. you're slightly worried he's suffocating but this man's ready to die and kuroo took this as an invitation to go faster with you. his skills already in full bloom to give you the best head in the empty volleyball court. this is going to be a core memory for him.

that's right, baby. roll that hips of yours. he thought. breathing in your scent while he slurps the slick gathering in your hole. you got the sweetest cunt he ever had. ignoring the tight pants and his cock begging to be given some attention. he's going to have that later. focusing on bringing the best orgasm to his chubby girlfriend.

with trembling thighs and the crushing of his skull. kuroo's getting close. the obscene noises getting louder while he wiggles his tongue inside you. come for me, baby. putting concentration and pressing his tongue to your lips and fuck, it should be like this every day and every night.

"fuck, tetsu" you cried out when you feel your orgasm snaps inside you. kuroo's drenched now by your essence but he didn't stop. lapping at the smooth, not too thin and thick viscosity of your cum. your juices flowing on his tongue like honey. kuroo continues to kiss your cunt until he's satisfied.

"you're the best, baby." he coos at you. swiping his tongue in the corners of his mouth to taste the remnants of your high. helping you fix yourself before putting a kiss in your inner thighs.

"that's enough, tetsurou."

"aww, just one more, please." he pouts, the grey in his eyes swirls but you just smack his arm.

"you'll get more, once we go home." you scolded him and kuroo beams up like a child. grabbing your back and assisting you to stand up.

fuck kuroo and his tongue. it's another lesson for you to never trust kuroo when he does something out of the blue.

dedicated for my gorgeous mootie-patotie @starrbright

men who loves the idea of tying you up.

you're standing bare and naked in front of them. watch as they grab the rope. coiling the strands in their fingers as they struck the rope in their palms. the contact of the rope in their hand makes a resounding thud. they are walking towards you. their eyes rake in the sight of your plump body as they encircle you.

"stay still for me, pretty girl."

they would murmur. drags the rope in your skin. you can feel the roughness of the rope, sending tingling sensations throughout your body. strikes the rope in your skin, your flesh ripples at the contact. goosebumps rising to the very edge of your existence. they watch in astonishment at the reaction your body speaks for you. licking their lips in excitement. you were perfect for this and so they began entangling you with the ropes.

"such perfect body you have, baby."

he says, you only reply with a "thank you, sir." it's still difficult to receive the compliments when you're away from what a body should be deemed by society but still, in their eyes you're body is perfect to them. perfect for them to manipulate and mold into what they desire. you, being bounded by ropes is with a hidden agenda for them. appreciating the art they are creating with your body as the canvass and the paint. they are the artist.

"be an obedient girl for me."

they would compliment as they ran the ropes around the expanse of your flesh. fingers ghosting through the bare flesh, sending shivers down your spine. you can feel the rigid texture of the rope biting at your flesh when their deft and skillful fingers tightens around your skin. flexing your muscles bound and the rope would only get tighter.

"you're a fucking art, baby."

he can't help but to curse under his breathe. admiring the masterpiece he created with you. your soft tummy hanging, tits spilling in the confines of the rope. hands tied back. your stretch marks and the scars in display for him to see. you're a masterpiece yourself and his ego couldn't get any bigger than seeing you bounded by the ropes.

"say the word."

he tells you. it's not only his pleasure but yours too. say the word and he's stopping. replying with a assurance that you're going to fine, he raises the cloth. covering your eyes as he tied a knot behind your head. surroundings turning black and you can hear your breath, the beat of your heart and everything.

"good girl."

praising in his hot sultry voice that leaves you bothered and hot. he smirks at the effect he have on you. sweet little thing you are. his fingers already making it's appearance in your skin. he can finally worship his art. he has you under his control and you can't deny him nor hide from him. you're all his to manipulate and the exploration begins.

his thick fingers plunges in your tight hole. it's only for a brief moment before his hands splays over the flesh of your thighs. slaps the skin there making it jiggle and god did he love hearing you moan. your little gasps escaping in your pretty lips. he's not done with you yet. his fingers catch your sensitive buds, rolls it between his index fingers and thumb. suckle into it, like you have milk for him to taste.

it would be no fun if he doesn't tease you and so it begins the sweet torture. leaving you begging and crying for him.

"make me cum, sir." you beg, your body shaking from the high he doesn't grant to you. leaving you sopping wet but you can't do anything.

"patience, baby. will you do that for me?" he assures you and you nod. "yes, sir." swallowing the sobs, confident he'll give you the high you're chasing for.

true he is to his words but not this time. he needs more. your body is a wonder and it needs to be explored. he got all the time in the world for this. let him control you for all you're worth and guaranteed he will give you the pleasure you're begging for.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎, 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎, 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈, 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨, 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨, 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐉𝐔, 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐔,𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐭, 𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐔, 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐑𝐄𝐎, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚, 𝐄𝐆𝐎, 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚, 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐀, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐞, 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍, 𝐌𝐔𝐙𝐀𝐍, 𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐀, 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔, 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨, 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀, 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀, 𝐬𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚, 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 [𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬]

｡‧˚ʚ°ɞ˚‧｡ ─── A FAMILY WITH YOU

life was going well for osamu.

after high school and establishing his onigiri business, food is his passion after all then it comes to marrying his high school sweetheart, you.

married for five years and counting. marriage life is sweet and dandy with a few rocks in the road and osamu knew that it's part of marrying the person he loves and every married couples had been on that road before but there's something else that he craves for. a family with you.

he knew it will come sooner or later. respecting the decision you were still not ready and the shop needs another hand in managing it which he understands but still.

osamu who got that kind smile whenever a kid would delightfully eat the onigiri he made which he's proud of and ruffles the hair of the kid who tell him personally that it was delicious. it always is.

osamu imagines it, a mini version of him or you. possibly both. gazing behind at you in the counter where you placed the orders in their respective tables. smiling at the little kid seated between their parents and cooing at the toddler who has been making grabby hands at you. motherhood suits you best.

osamu can wait. he can wait. that what he tells to himself.

the resolution flew out of the window the moment he got you folded underneath him.

your legs tucked between your chest and his while you creamed for the nth time at that night.

"just wan' you to make me a daddy..."

he tell you while his hips snaps brutally against yours making you cry out. your nails digging crescents in his back. sheen of sweat coating you both while he whispers all the things he wants to do with you.

"you goin' to be a good mama, don't you?"

"i know you will. so good to me, baby. fuck."

the bed creaks while he kept repeating those phrases. his heavy balls slapping against your ass the more he pounds into you. the desperation of filling you up and making him a daddy taking a toll on him. like a man possessed with the desire of feeling the joy of having a family with you.

his daydreams and dreams filled with your round tummy. breasts heavy with milk. wide hips so lush and stretch marks decorating them. he would be with you in every steps of your pregnancy. watch your baby suckles in your breasts. milk leaking out and he'll have a taste of it.

"samuuu...." you moaned out while his huge cock fills you up. your legs burning into numbness while he fucks the living daylights out of you. your tummy squished into folds and you don't know if you can feel still your pussy anymore from being pounded roughly by your husband.

"you will going to be my baby mama, right?"

you can only nod with tears in your eyes, too drunk in the pleasure of getting fucked roughly. there's a another wave of pleasure rolling inside you.

osamu kissed you roughly when you nodded. he can't wait to have a baby in your arms and a toddler behind his head. gripping his hair with drool dripping at him while it excitedly points at something and happily garbling in his gibberish words.

that topples osamu to his pleasure. buried to the hilt, his balls slaps to your ass while you milked him for all he's worth and filling you up with copious amounts of his cum that will surely knock you up in no time.

there will no positive pregnancy test soon but osamu will surely enjoy the process of baby-making with you. making sure you're stuffed full of his cum every night.

— NO SUNLIGHT FOR THE CAGED

ENTRY #002 OF SHAISUKI'S KINKTOBER 2023

FT. YAKUZA! OSAMU MIYA + SHIBARI

— shibari is a japanese style of bondage, it's known as a kink but it's more than that. It's a kind of art, while tying the rope around someone's body you're making different patterns and connecting with that person.

• pairing: osamu miya x chubby reader

• content warnings: yakuza au, yandere themes, pwp, shibari (bondage), dark themes, reader is a bastard, power imbalances, noncon, dubcon.

freedom is what you yearned for a long time but osamu miya won't let you get the freedom you deserved, now you belong to him.

days are gone in the blink of an eye while you stare at the spacious garden. walking in the same hallways was different.

it seems like yesterday with you and the the twins were frolicking there. spent playing the game of tag and gawking at the koi fishes swimming — tails swishing, creating ripples in the pond.

now there's no love nor fondness thinking about it. memories about being a child gives the illusion of being happy without a care in the world. temporarily.

as a child you thought nothing would change. that atsumu and osamu would be still your dear friends. that they will be the the same people you'll grow up with. you love them wholeheartedly. never did it crossed your mind one day, your dear tsumu and samu would change. you came to terms of it. they were meant to be that day as the next head of the miya clan and you — a bastard have no place for it.

and who are you to complain, you were born a bastard after all. in the world where family matters the most and influenced a organization, bastards like you have no place for it. maybe if you were born male, your father would maybe favor you a bit and that would been fine — you would have a purpose.

instead you were born a woman. engraved with the roles that you are nothing without men. that you will have value of being a wife, a mother and you don't want that. clinging to a hope that someday you will live a long, fulfilling life and escaping this place would be the first step on making that true, achieving the life you wanted. counting the days until you'll know what freedom is.

the halls were empty. where only shadows of a gleeful childhood witnessed the laughter and squeals of once lively halls. a remnant of the past that you will never see again.

“there's nothing for me here.” you would whisper where only the walls could hear you.

it all began when the twins grew distant of you. as heirs they are being prepared of the duties and responsibilities they would take once their father would step down as being the head of the miya clan.

atsumu was the first then osamu. you didn't knew atsumu for the first time he mocked you and reminded of your place. his voice tearing your heart apart. his disdain and disappointment were made for you and osamu, although he didn't say a word. his gaze tells otherwise. atsumu would snarl at you but osamu would look at you once, twice and a shrug is enough to tear your heart in shreds. the regret and disgust for meeting you, for simply existing. a nobody in his life.

what affection and sincere smile were long gone, replaced with the nasty remarks and the jeers. passing in the hallways only to get shoved or not ignored, not even once needed the memories of the bond shared.

it won't be long. you say to yourself. you needed a plan to escape this place. without looking back. a new life for yourself. free from the duties that is forced to you. a freedom for yourself.

watching the hands of the clock ticks by left you restless. a few belongings packed safely in your bag. you didn't have much, a few trinkets and such. tucked away in the corner of your room. a few more hours and freedom. you needed to tend things with the gathering of the constituents and allies of the miya clan tonight and after that, you are free. they wouldn't notice you. a nobody.

their noisy cheers and not so discreet of plans echoed in the common room along in the hallways. your father was also there. who had no interest to his bastard of a daughter.not even batting an eyelash as his daughter poured warm sake in his cup. downing it with eagerness and going back to their conversation. you continued to serve them along with the hope that you will be free tonight.

your heart pounds along with your sharp intakes of breath. come on now. it's now or never. you don't need to dwell yourself in trivial things. they were going to be too drunk or wouldn't give a care to you leaving. they could easily replace you.

this is the time while you leave in the back, you can see the tori as you approach getting bigger. this is it. when you walked past in that tori you will be free.

“where do you think yer going?”

don't look back.don't look back.don't look back.don't look back.don't look back.

you don't want to look and only to find samu's gaze staring at you. maybe, you could look at those eyes of his. it's been years since you've look at them and seeing it would be goodbye. a farewell.

turning around, clutching your bag in your hands. you face him, looking straight in his eyes. not even acknowledging how handsome he is in his black montsuki.

“away from here.”

“i didn't take you for being stupid. what made you think that yer leaving this place? how stupid.”

grey eyes twinkles in amusement. watching as your body squirm while the ropes tightens in your limbs. finally, he can use this skills he acquired from a long time ago. giving purpose to his fondness of ropes and to you.

he would be much gentler to you. if it weren't the act of you leaving him. how stupid for you to leave him. to think you have the will to leave him and the snap of ropes hitting your skin is the kind of mark that breaks your skin. let the punishment fit the crime of trying to escape from his grasps.

“samu, please. i don't want any of this.” you pleaded.

he remained silent. his fingers weaving the rope like a spider to it's web. gliding the rope in your skin while you're sprawled in the floor. his hakama pooling in his waist. showing the dragon tattoos etched in his left arm and to his abdomen and chest. toned and leaned his body is. proudly showing you what he's made of as he manipulates the rope in his own will.

the younger miya keeps his eyes glazed to your supple body. the rope digging in your soft skin. tugging the ropes to create tension to your flesh. feel it. embrace it. there's no use how you wiggled your wrists. the more you try. the tighter the rope clings to your skin.

a work of art, he would say. your body tangled in the red ropes minus the squirming. satisfied with his handiwork. samu pulls the rig above you. your body rising above and he can see the panic in your eyes. it wouldn't let you down if that's what you think. stupid for you to think that it'll fall when this is all made for you to think that you knew all of him. it's a dumb claim for you that you will own him. that you will be able to manipulate him with a simple pout of your plump lips. long gone with all the games and he got you wrapped around his fingers.

you were suspended in the air. limbs aching and burning that you can't almost feel it. osamu walks around you. admiring his work, his gaze fell to your body bound by the bright, red ropes and he can finally take all the frustrations he felt for years. face devoid of any emotions and you're afraid when osamu's like this. far much worse than his older twin.

lips pursed into a thin line while his knuckles grazed the skin in your cheek. you didn't meet his gaze. recoiling upon the contact of his skin to your and that osamu didn't like it one bit.

patience thinning out at your stubbornness. osamu grasped your jaw before pulling it close to him. meeting his piercing gaze that leaves your soul trembling. it's all pure territorial with death awaiting to those who dares to enter. his breath tickling in your face.

“and where would you go?” he began to inquire you. “you hold no position. no name for yourself. no property for you to own. you are nothing. you—”

“i know!” you interrupt him and osamu didn't like being interrupted but he lets you. “i'm aware all of that. you don't need to remind and you should have let me —”

“go? I won't allow it. you belong here and no place on earth would replace that. even you're gone, i'll find you. you forgot how powerful i am — princess.” the nickname leaves you breathless. you forgot he calls you that besides your name and it made you smile a little, bitterly. your samu was still here.

“i should tie you up more often.” he says, adoring the work while his hands runs to the expanse of your body. “i wonder what sound you'll make if i do this.” he teases, pinching the hardened bud, earning a delicious moan coming from you and that made him chuckle. “where else? i know you were always a slut, princess.” pulling the rope a little tighter and he can see the indents in your skin.

“dripping wet, are we?” he taunts. rubbing your puffy, soaked folds with his fingers covered with your slick. “please, samu” you whined. begging for more friction. begging for him to give your neglected pussy with attention.

your resolution of escaping dissipating like bubbles. you can never escape samu and you're dream of freedom was a mere child's dream. you're bound to him.

“bad girls don't get to cum, princess. if you only submitted to me earlier i might have.” plunging his finger to your hole and the tears begin to pour from your eyes. pumping his fingers in a lazy manner before pulling it out. admiring his slick-covered fingers.

catching you in his arms before whispering. “don't ever think of leaving me again.” and you nod immediately.

you won't be seeing the sunlight again along with the freedom you desperately yearned for.

— LOOK WHO'S TALKIN’

ENTRY #006 OF SHAISUKI'S KINKTOBER 2023

FT. MATSUKAWA ISSEI + DUMBIFICATION

— fucking someone so hard they go stupid.

• pairing: matsukawa issei x chubby reader

• content warnings: table sex, name calling (cumdump), degradation, teasing.

you and your smart mouth and the effect it have on him. maybe it's time for issei to put you in your place and he got the perfect idea.

“cat got your tongue, eh?”

issei jeers at you. his face morphing into one of a mocking expression with a huge shit- eating grin in his lips. eyeing your plump body slumped in the table while his cock is buried to the hilt inside your soaking pussy.

the cold table in where you laid is lathered with your sweat. it felt disgusting but at least it provide you some relief to not get your back bruised from how hard issei was fucking you. you felt so small and helpless and you can't voice out your annoyance and frustration at him. the air in your lungs getting knocked out everytime you tried to say something. you're beyond incoherent at this point.

“want to say something? use that smart mouth of yours, baby.” he challenges. his hips busy snapping at an unruly place to your cunt. his arm wrapped around your leg with your ankle hooked in his shoulder.

he can't help but to chuckle at your current position. you were totally powerless against him. what banter and the sarcasm firing from your mouth earlier are nothing but babbles and whines coming from your mouth. too stupid to speak something about him. serves you right.

don't get him wrong. issei loves that smart mouth of yours. it made his days, adding color to his life and he appreciates that. the playful banters, the jabs you throw at each other without getting offended and ending in laughs but today it was different. he was losing or to put it honestly, it was bruising his ego.

and what does it take to win from you? shut you up with his cock.

“too dumb to think of something witty, are we? this is what you get, sweetheart.” you whine at contempt. drool escaping in the corners of your mouth. fuck issei and his huge cock — you were literally doing it.

your body surrendering from unforgiving strength he was doing. you can't help but to lay there and take what issei has to give to you. your mind too mushed to think of anything and your mouth isn't cooperating with you.

he gazes at your plush body. your tits bouncing from his thrusts, stomach jiggling and that pretty face of yours — he could stare at it all day. your moans music to his ears and he treat it as a rest day for your daily squabbles with him.

mesmerized at the sight of your pussy swallowing his cock. his cock glistening with your slick and it made his cock throb more. his breeder balls slapping to your ass.

“just like that...” he groans feeling your walls clench around him. “you think you're so smart but you're just my stupid — stupid — stupid — cumdump. you're only good for taking my cock, — pretty.” the words hurt and it was unlike for issei to talk with you like this but for some reason that made your cunt throb more, your walls spasming around his cock so hard that it's almost impossible for him to push his cock deeper but no, issei wouldn't let that.

“you like being called my cumdump?” he asks, raising his brows and you shake your head. “oh really? your pussy says different, sweetheart.” there's a sneering tone in his voice and you only whine.

“you're getting dumber on me just for having a dick inside you.” placing your legs beside his torso as he hovers above you. his palms finding place besides you to get more leverage and then his hips began to slam against you.

“i'm going to give you a reason to get stupid.” the pad of his thumb began drawing circles in your clit and that made you cry more. your legs locking behind his torso. making it impossible for him to escape and encourage him to slam into you deeper.

“that's right. i'm going to fuck you until you can only think is my cock inside you.” he groans. with every sharp thrust as his cock making indentions inside your warm walls.

“s—shit, shit. you're going to cum aren't you?” sweat beginning to glisten in his skin. “alright — alright. i'm going to give you my cum.” he says rocking his hips and with a last forceful thrust. he emptied himself inside you. his orgasm triggering yours — sending shockwaves to your system that it made your hole convulse around him. your hips arching — body trembling from the orgasm your body had induced to you.

matsukawa gazes at you. too fucked out from the bliss and that made him smirk. just today, he found out on how to effectively shut you up. just fuck you hard until you can't stop creaming around him. a huge grin plastering in his face. shaking his head at your hopeless case of being fucked dumb by his cock. look who's talkin' now?

he wants to taunt at you but you were still reeling from your high and he'll let it slide. just for today. you were still too dumb to understand what he is saying.

issei will wait for a another day to use his way of shutting you up or not? maybe. he knows after this you're still running your smart mouth and it won't be a problem of making you shut up.

dedicated for @starrbright for bringing up and thirsting with me dilf tsukishima.

cw: dilf tsukishima, fingering, teasing, edging.

meeting dilf tsukishima is the least thing you expected but anticipated since you were partnered with his son. deciding that it was better to finish the project at the comfort of his house since he lives in there and the university's not that far from where he lives, saving time for work. there's no underlying conditions for it with the exception that he lives with his dad.

dilf tsukishima who's closer to his fifties. no signs of a receding hairline and keeping his blond hair a little longer. definitely taller than anyone you've meet and his lanky figure being the same as he was in high school. definitely mature as you can in his features and those golden-brown of his behind his glasses. a frown visible in his face while he stares at you two. standing in his doorway. faking a cough to hide the not-so subtle of checking and comparing him to his son, who is your partner. quickly muttering a greeting as a form of politeness.

dilf tsukishima who isn't so amused in his son bringing a girl, his so-called partner but he's fine with it. educational purposes it is. he thinks but his eyes linger than you for a little longer wondering why his son's lucky for being partnered with you.

dilf tsukishima who's been so single for so long. having finalized that divorce with his bland ex-wife who had been nothing but scorn him for his doings. he also find dating to be boring. women with no interest but to themselves and blabber about their life. deciding he was better off at being single and focusing at his job. when you, his son's partner showed up at his door — looking so bright and beautiful with your flabby arms squished together holding the materials in front of you. hiding your round stomach from his gaze and maybe, the first time in his life other than volleyball he finds you — interesting.

dilf tsukishima who thinks about you often. that's a lie. he thinks about you all the time. his cock twitching in his pants at the mere thought of you. sees your pretty face and your delectable body swimming in his thoughts and he can't help but to jerk. just seeing your flustered expression and he wonders if he can make that same expression when you're under him. moaning and begging desperately for him to let you cum. it's a shame but it's been long since he fucked, not frustratingly jerking thinking about the thought of you.

dilf tsukishima who you get closer after a few numerous visits. he's way interesting than his son or is he? there's a little resemblance to him and he surely takes after his mother but who cares? you have him in front of you, talking to him in stuff that his son never takes interest in. his sarcasm and a few quips of these and this and how see things in a different perspective, it's attractive.

dilf tsukishima silently reading articles for the upcoming event in the museum while you and his son are typing and discussing over the project in the kitchen. reasoning the room was getting stuffy and new space would be good and that's how you two ended up in his dad's kitchen not until he receives a phone call and saying he needs to take it outside which you've just nod. focusing back on the project you're working on. biting your pen and stealing glances to his dad who is quietly reading in front of you. in which didn't go unnoticed by him who was also doing the same.

dilf tsukishima who can't stop staring at you behind those papers he was reading. your cherubic cheeks puffing up whenever you're confused with something and your plumps drawing into a smile whenever you finished your part. your chubby fingers holding your pen and how it would look wrapped around his cock. he breaks in his imagination when he catches you staring back at him before going back to your work with a flustered expression visible in your face and kei's lips twitches into one of his condescending smirk. judging from your squirming he knows you're rubbing your thighs together.

“naughty girl. openly eye-fucking your partner's father. is this what they thought you?” he asks. towering over you while you're still seated. leaning down to meet your gaze and the way your throat moves as you swallowed.

“n-no. i w-wasn't.” you stammer as your try to evade the question not missing how his eyes glints with amusement behind those glasses of his and the smirk evident in his face.

“oh really?” he taunts. his smirk blooming into a bigger one. cupping one of your round cheek. his thumb brushing to your lip and you were left breathless. not being able to speak nor defend yourself cause it's true. you've been dreaming about it and now it's turning into a reality.

his sight landing to your plump lips watching as his thumb sinks and tugs at your lower lip. “what is it you desire?” he asks. his face close to yours and his breath tickles. fanning over the expanse of your skin. the pad of his thumb swiping and grazing your lips before slowly slipping it inside your mouth. in which you only replied by slowly suck his thumb while looking at him doe-eyed.

“tsk.” giving you a glare before responding in a way that leaves your panties soaking wet. “good girl.” he praises you. briefly looking at the side to his son's shadow nearing.

with a pop, your lips parted. “yes. i'm your g-” you didn't finish what you're about to say as he casually pulls his fingers before going back to his seat. his son walking back like nothing happened. clueless about the glare you have given him and his dad looking at him indifferently.

dilf tsukishima who still treats you the same when visiting but doesn't mean he can't bury his fingers in you knuckle-deep while his stupid son is in the next room — wondering where you've gone to.

“k-kei!” you moaned out loudly. moving your hips to meet with his fingers pumping inside and out of your hole. his slender fingers glistening with your juices. “what happened to mister, sweetheart?” he smirks. purposely slowing down and that leaves whining and eager for more before pumping his fingers harshly that your thighs started shaking.

dilf tsukishima who relishes in the sweet moans and the filthy words leaving in your mouth. your fingers gripping oh so tightly to his wrist while he slid his fingers inside you. adding an another finger and coos at you. praising how good you are for taking him.

“that's it, sweetheart.” he chuckles. loving the way your body bounces from his fingers. he got this plush, sweet, young girl and the partner of his son is spreading for him lewdly. “boys your age can't please you properly, hm? that's why you're here.” he says that without waning like it doesn't affect him but it does. just a mere thought of a another man touching you can't satiate the desire just to fuck you dumb. he needs you longing and wanting for him. tell him that no one can satisfy you but him.

“y-yes! can't please me right, please fuck me!” you say through the tears clumping at your eyelashes and the pretty pout you have but dilf tsukishima doesn't budge. oh, do he loves it when you get this needy with him. that's why he loves you high and soaking wet with no release.

“not happening and oops, time's up, sweetheart. don't want my son wondering where you'd gone.” he says, pulling out his fingers before you can cum and that the most cruel way he can get. that's why you're whiny and pouty.

dilf tsukishima who licks off the slick coated in his fingers. burning the memory of the taste of your juices in his and maybe the next meet he could eat you out and finally fuck you stupid with his cock and you would want him more.

“asshole.” you muttered, rolling your eyes at him and he doesn't miss it. he got a brat to discipline. it's fine. he likes it and dilf tsukishima could finally be with the woman he likes not minding the gap between the two of you.

later that night, you've fingered yourself but that leaves you frustrated. your fingers aren't that long compared to his dad. can't reach your sweet spots to bring you release and you lay that night in your bed with nothing but the thoughts of his dad. grabbing your phone to send him a quick text.

“need you. i can't cum.”

dilf tsukishima who reads the text in amusement, a brief chuckle escaping him. he got you bad. that's why the next day when the moment his son leaves, you were desperately grinding him. such a pervert. he muses to himself but don't worry he won't leave you high this time. just make sure you can take him just like he expected from you.

wolf! issei stumbling over the meadow. lush greenery with flowers in bloom and bees buzzing and meeting the cute, chubby bunny whose cheeks is so puffed and round. nibbling on morsels of food. ears all twitchy and tail wiggling from the abundance of food.

wolf! issei towering over your form. curious you wondering why it was dark all over of a sudden but the sun is high and there's no clouds and you look back and see wolf! issei staring at you with that wolfish grin of his.

poor chubby bunny you who froze in fear upon seeing a big, bad wolf! issei but rest assure he won't eat you. he will just devour you in many ways he can think of you.

wolf! issei relishing on your chubby form quivering and that teary expression of yours. his cock twitching and rock hard. you ain't even speaking and he's that already hard. how come if you speak in that cute voice of yours. it will be already game over.

wolf! issei is already imagining how tight it is to be buried in your tight, little hole. it would be so delicious.

wolf! issei that is humongous in form and his cock is no different from him. the girth of his cock that your cute hand couldn't wrap around it entirely and that bulbous tip of his cock. flushed and throbbing. red and leaking with copious amounts of pre-cum.

wolf! issei who still can't make his cock fit in your tight, little hole despite the amount of prep — cause despite how many times he made you cum with his tongue, stretched you out with his thick fingers that is covered with your slick — it just won't.

but wolf! issei can make it fit. thumbs your cute, pretty, little clit while he slowly bullies his cock inside you. his bulbous tip pressed into your twitching hole.

wolf! issei that is distracted by your ears flopping and twitching while you whimper from how big he is.

“'s big... too big.... won't fit...” you chant like a mantra feeling that burn of being stretched by his huge cock despite the small sparks of pleasure shooting in you from him rubbing your clit.

wolf! issei who just shushes you. telling you that he's already inside but it is still only the tip.

“already inside, pretty girl...” cooing at you with heart in his eyes before deeply pushing inside you. making you cry out and him drooling. saliva dripping out and falling to your soft skin.

wolf! issei who is ruthless. drilling his cock so deep inside you. hitting your sweet spots that got moaning and calling his name. crying from how good it was and begging for more.

wolf! issei who fucks you so deep. folding you like a lawn chair. your legs hooked in his arms and pressed to your chest. ruts in you so deep that you can feel the veins that runs along in his huge cock. his tail swishing and flicking with every deep thrust.

wolf! issei who breeds you throughly. pumping you loads and loads of his thick, white cum deep inside your chubby pussy. it's so much that where the base of his cock and your hole is forming into a circle of white from the cum he poured inside you but wolf! issei doesn't stop. fucks you that you're already squirting. spraying his pelvis with the clear, liquid and he grins. making sure he fucked you properly.

wolf! issei who's all smiles. got that huge wolfish grin seeing your hole dripping with his cum. your chubby form trembling from the intense orgasms and that adorable look you have. so breedable.

wolf! issei marking you as his. claimed and his to breed wherever he wishes. after many ruts and heats he still needs to prep you still not used to his size but don't worry wolf! issei is always happy to obliged cause....

creampies makes the bunny happy and one wolf satisfied.

Tetsu's breeding kink? 😁👉🏼👈🏼🤭

kuroo's breeding kink didn't come overnight. it just came to him naturally. he wifed you up, put a pretty ring around your finger and treat you right like any man like him would do.

he sees you and got this heart eyes full of pure adoration and he's a goner. coming to his breeding kink he just realized it. how his words of adoration like ballad being sang turning into one of a filth that only your ears could ever hear.

“f—fuck, you're getting tight....” kuroo moans out. his tie still hanging from his neck. sleeves rolled up, bunching in his muscular biceps. his pants still pooling in his ankles while his balls deep inside you. “you like that, huh? me filling you up with my cum...” speeding up his thrusts and you wonder where kuroo gets this strength when he have the most strenuous of jobs. your velvet walls fluttering around his length while he continue to whisper those words.

“going to fill you up plenty, make this belly round...with my baby.” his hips stuttering. raising your leg to hook in his shoulder to bury himself deeper. making sure it will take. “that's it baby, milk me dry with this slutty pussy of yours...” kuroo groans, holding your plush waist like a lifeline while he ruts deeply inside you.

his tip nudging your soft walls that leaves you clenching involuntarily around him. hugging him so tightly that you don't ever wanna let him go. toes curling and sheets almost being ripped from the pleasure you were getting from him battering your pussy.

“s—shit, going to cum and fill you up...” he says before spilling his cum inside you. your legs wrapping around him to make sure he's not going to let go but kuroo won't. his cock spasming while letting jets of his cum paint your walls white.

he groans followed by hissing at his cock being sensitive but kuroo only buries himself deeper. cock still hard and pulsating. ready for another round of breeding.

“i'm not done, baby. gotta make you round and glowing for me.” he smirks and you nod. not minding your pussy begging for a break when all you can think is being stuffed by his cum.

ACCIDENTALLY SENDING A TWITTER PORN LINK TO SAKUSA KIYOOMI..... A HUGE MISTAKE

─── in which you hoped kiyoomi ignored the link you accidentally sent him.

content warnings ─── msby manager! reader, wrong send, twitter porn, reader's point of view.

notes. all goes to @starrbright for this idea of her. here's the link for the twitter porn.

READER'S POV

“holy shit....”

did you read that right? you squinted your eyes and the realization hits in. almost choking on your own saliva at the twitter porn link you just had sent at kiyoomi. fuck. that's why you were kind of confused why the twitter link you sent in your account isn't the video you're looking forward to watch in your another late night sessions.

oh fuck, how could you face him? and how did you only now find out after this urgent message and your twitter porn link is sent there. you didn't need to check it to find out what post it is. you're never the type to send a fucking link of a wholesome post to your own.

opting for retweeting for such content in your account as a the public manager of the msby volleyball team. you should have made another account but hah, regret is always in the end and you were internally panicking. sakusa wouldn't watch such explicit video right? you find yourself nervously giggling and you take a peek at your phone and it's only left on read.

would you explain it to him or maybe say it was a wrong send, your phone got hacked. the latter seems reasonable. or play dumb. kiyoomi was probably asleep before he can read it. you didn't even bother checking the time with your messed up schedule with the demand of managing the boys and fuck. you're really in deep trouble. you just hoped kiyoomi would just pretend he didn't seen that nor opened that link.

you were kind of glad that it wasn't sent to anyone in the team. you will never hear the end of it. sakusa should be cool about. everybody watch porn. you face yourself in the mirror. taking deep breaths and the trouble you put yourself into.

you swear you could never look at kiyo straight in the eye at the lewd message you accidentally sent him and worst you're meeting him sooner or later. you were waiting for his confirmation in when he is available to discuss with you his possible brand deal.

and your notification pinged. alerting you of a message you waited and you hoped that it wasn't sakusa but things aren't easy to hope for.

it was indeed him. sakusa kiyoomi. the man you accidentally sent your guilty pleasure. a twitter porn link sent to him. you take one deep breath.

it is now or never.

RECEIVING A TWITTER PORN LINK FROM YOUR MANAGER..... NOT BAD

─── kiyoomi receiving a not so safe work message from the team manager.

content warnings ─── masturbation

notes. all goes to @starrbright for this idea of her. here's the link for the twitter porn.

SAKUSA'S POV

“who the hell...”

sakusa glanced at his bedside table. there's blinks of light coming from his phone and curse crosses his mind from the disturbance. he's dead tired from the match today and he needed rest for tomorrow. he's also annoyed from what message he'll read. he swears if it's atsumu again. he'll choke that son of a bitch who can't live a day without watching those blasted nasty porn.

he reached out for his phone and his annoyance briefly vanished upon reading who the sender is. it's just you but what could you want to be texting him at this time. he checked the time in his phone and groans at the time. swiping his screen to unlock and he checks the message. a twitter link sent to him but why? it's not like you both are close. strictly professional. it is.

he locks his phone deciding to go back to sleep but he was curious about what you sent. unlocking his phone again and he clicks the link directing him to a video and his eyes briefly widens. checking the video and your message. was it really you who sent it to him or he was that tired to misread it as atsumu's name. he clicked that link and it's the same.

he didn't need to press play from what the video was about. he burrows himself deeper in his bed and that familiar warmth covering his body. it's not that kind of warmth you get from your blanket. it's different.

you like your cunt being eaten from behind, eh. sakusa didn't take you as the type of being this adventurous. he was pretty sure you prefer the basics and you're happy but finding this side of you. he's proven wrong and he can't help but to think — you got a good taste for this type of things.

it isn't his place to say that. considering he's the type to get down on business rather than initiating the contact of skin against another. ugh. the thought of completely doing it with a stranger doesn't really sets right with him. he had hook ups. one night stands. strangers he didn't remember the faces nor names and his. he got a lot of things to take care of and including his hard on.

he didn't even watched the video and he's this hard. maybe because you liked this. he imagines you on all fours. your breathing shallow and your body trembling. his breath on your fat pussy. mesmerized at the sight of slick gathering and his spit mixing before taking a lick from your clit to your warm hole. he got his hand on your back. encouraging you to arch your back more to get his access easier to your cunt drooling and he's slapping your plush thighs. watch it jiggle from how hard he's slapped it and you would cry his name.

“kiyo... need more.” you moaned out. your voice muffled by the pillows while his fingers are spreading your puffy lips. groaning at the taste of your cunt and sucks your clit from behind. how he loves that to hear you moaning and begging for him.

that's why he's frustrated and angry. his cock beading with precum and forehead sweating from jacking off. cleaning would be a bitch after this. he didn't know if he could sleep again if he wouldn't do this. when he closes his eyes all he can see is you. your plush body trembling and shaking from just eating you out. he can't imagine how worst you can get if he can fuck you. he wasn't even that big in oral and he's here in his bed imagining licking that pussy clean.

his team manager. team manager so naughty that you have this effect on him. he can almost laugh at how unfazed you are from the sex atsumu blabs in the team and you're just the worst.

he bets you don't let anyone easily screw you and if maybe you're a virgin. pure and untouched by anyone filthy. sakusa like the thought of it.

his abdomen contracts and his hips stutters. a sign that he's close and sakusa continued thrusting his cock to his fist. imagining it was your cunt and he's dumping his load inside you.

sakusa hissed when the last of his sticky cum drips on his fingers. he puts his phone down. running his fingers in his hair and scowls at the sweat and the messed he had made. you is to blame for all of this and kiyo wonders if you've purposely sent and maybe he can use it as his advantage to get a taste of that sweet cunt of yours but it would be still far.

not when he had to clean this with the shame of him wishing it was you and you taking responsibility for this mess you made out of him.

atsumu's desperate.

he wasn't always like this except when he needs you — so bad.

there's no call of your nickname or the endearment he uses to call you, the moment he comes home. flinging his gym bag, footsteps hard, scowling and sweaty. he kisses you rough. tongue clashing and teeth gnashing. grips on your ass so tight that you can't seat properly tomorrow from your bruised ass.

humping against you like a dog. a bitch in a heat and atsumu is nothing from this. whiny. submissive. pathetic. grinding his hardened cock straining in his pants to your bare thigh. moaning and groaning while he sucks your face from how hard he was kissing you.

“'tsumu — mmwah — hah” you pant to his lips as you barely managed to push him away before pulling you in for a another kiss. “let me eat you out please — wanna taste you so bad” he says in between kiss. his palm ghosting to your round stomach. squeezing it before his fingers is already rubbing the thin barrier of your panties covering your slit. “fine, fine. 'tsumu.”

and as a loving girlfriend, you obliged to your boyfriend's request. “fuck yes! 'tsumu! — c—cumming again!” you whined. grinding your hips harder than intended and atsumu hums in delight. groaning at your taste and the vibrations of his voice sending waves all over your body. your toes curling and your thighs shaking from the anticipation of your incoming orgasm.

his hold on your hips getting tighter to press your weight in his face. looking down below and you can only see the tuft of his blond hair splayed in the pillows. obscene noises coming from his mouth gets inherently louder the more you grind your hips in his face. slurping and sucking your sweet, fat cunt. his mouth drenched in your juices. he's relentless. he couldn't make up his mind wether to suck or lick your fat, pussy lips. mind's foggy to think but he continued. only had one goal to reach is to make you cum in his tongue.

let his tongue be graced by the saccharine taste of your pussy. the blonde just can't get enough of it. inserting his tongue in your hole and he wiggles around it and fuck, it was so fucking hot when he hears you moan his name. “tsumu~!” your slick dropping and his tongue acting like a spile for his taste buds to catch your juices.

damn, it feels good for his tongue with your hole. he should have done it sooner. you're leaking and it wasn't too long before you cum in his face. atsumu only groans. holding your thick, creamy thighs firmer to let you sink deeper in his face. he greedily laps up your juices. sticky with the sweetness he so damn loves.

“enough, tsumu. 'm sensitive. too much...” you moan out to him. your body trembling from the overstimulation it had taken from atsumu eating you out. “lemme take care of you, now. 'kay.” you rasped out. his bulge in his pants must be so painful. it took a little while before atsumu finally agreed with you.

“when did you become so needy, tsumu?” your boyfriend buries his face to your breasts. the tip of his ears pink and his pants tickling your skin. your hand wrapped around his cock. leaking and in desperate need of attention. “poor baby.” you cooed. jerking his cock faster and atsumu moans. his face flush and he takes his attention to your breasts. popping your nipple in his mouth like a newborn he is when sucks on your tit while he squeezes your other breast.

it doesn't take a few pumps of his cock before his spilling all over to your hand. his hips thrusting upward to prolong that mind numbing bliss. “wanna fuck this pussy, please.” atsumu begs. palming his hand to your pussy like he hadn't feasted on it ago.

“only if you can cum again, 'tsumu.”

Yeah, you're gonna sit here and bear with my coping of missing his stupidass. Finished this in one sitting :D

Tetsurou, he committed himself to his work in the early stages of his career, he was at his prime since then and still is. Along the way, of course, his endeavors of indulgence; sex. Flings here and there, time to time of entertaining himself with countless people just to kill time, just to have his pleasure, and he makes sure that each party he associates himself with is at the same notion—temporary. He isn't a heartless man to say the least, if anything, he or his friends could say the opposite about him. He thinks highly of such things, he respects it, he wants it for himself just as so many desires for themselves, too. The only thing is, he was never ready nor did he wanted to yet, so that was what he did for the long mean time; a temporary indulgence. Satisfying himself without crossing any lines.

And he did it well. He really did it well, for years and years. Even he himself was surprised that he didn't drown of loneliness. He was lonely from time to time, sure, but that was normal for his situation anyway. That said, he wasn't empty, and quite rather thankful he was for that. His not so kind of a vice continues, until it lessened through the years, until the sands in his hourglass of that temporary indulgence has ran out.

Still him. Still in his prime, more so ever that he is as he reaches his fifties. He's old and he feels newer than ever.

And he begins to feel something different. The inevitable he knew from long before was finally making itself known to him.

And what timing you came in.

The odds of you coming to work for the place he's working in for a long time, the odds of that inevitable creeping feeling looming pleasantly over him as you and him continue to cross paths, and time blessing him with its grace of you along.

He was graced with having to meet a person that took his heart, in your own way.

It's only been a few weeks since you came in, but so much the stirring of his everything has kept its pace, so much of yourself known to him when even he knows there's so much more he could know, so much he feels.

Never been in a relationship he was, nor were the two of you were at the beginning of one, but he knows that it's bound to happen, because he will make sure the beginning of you both will happen. And even that, he could already see past that, beyond that—because if he is in such this state already, which he is, he knew that was in deep and meant to fall more.

So absolutely nothing was stopping him of already imagining the kind of ring that he will give you. Absolutely nothing was stopping him of envisioning you behind the door of his home as he comes back from work, nothing was stopping him from creating his favorite meal in his mind that you'd make for the both of you to have, to enjoy together. Nothing was stopping him from seeing you in the bathtub with him, warm under the water, but he knows that he'd be more warm and given comfort because of you, that he'll never take for granted. Each day of morning and night, every bliss, every fault, he'll cherish.

Nothing will stop him from making it all true.

I MISS HIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

yeah, and tetsurou would say how glad he was when love didn't came for him until you.

the endings and beginnings of his life and he accepted that he was destined to be alone and here he is. a lovesick fool and he finds himself smiling without him realizing just from getting a glimpse of you. stares at you with a dreamy look in his eyes like you hung the moon and stars.

nervousness creeping up on him when he decides he want to ask you out and the anxiety filling him up. his thoughts are muddled with what-ifs. you surely can't be single at this age but how wrong he was. he only found the reason after the first date. clinking glasses and sharing yakitori at that izakaya where you both laugh at the days where you both are young and reckless.

oh god. he was so fucking cheesy. confesses like a love sick idiot and whispers how he was nervous about asking you out and only you to shut him up by pulling his neck tie and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips and only for him to say wow. like it was the first time he experienced it. “i'm glad you did.” you smile in between kisses.

there's no fuss about when he first asked you to move with him. what's the point of running in circles when you both are in the prime of your age. there's no right and wrong in this one and only the two of you would see how perfect the moment is. giggling under the sheets first thing in the morning and the late night talks where secrets are shared. gazing at each other that one of you discovered the most amazing fact of the other. it was perfect. what domestic bliss should be.

a ring shall come forth after many months of being with you and he's so sure of it. how can he not? you were the missing piece in the puzzle. the one who held the key in his heart. so then, he searches for the perfect ring. gone through countless of catalogues of what ring may suit you, peering through glasses and taking a note with every ring he took interest in. it's the thought that counts. his brain crosses at this kind of thinking but tetsurou doesn't like that. you don't deserve something that the worth is what mattered but how important it is to the both of you.

he proposes to you. a cheesy pick up line he must took or heard in some random place and decided it is the best way to pop the question and you say yes without hesitation.

now, all was left is to cherish you. oh how he didn't waste a second nor a millisecond to show how much he loves you. the affection that is only reserved for you that as simple of you breathing in the same air as him is priceless and he's smitten until this day.

kissing the back of your hands with the adoring, dorky look in his face and seeing you smile is the sight that he holds until he draws his very last breath.

goddddddd bully! atsumu, bully! osamu and bully! suna who goes too far with teasing their manager! chubby reader is so fucking delicious. maybe osamu wouldn't be much of a participant but the other two are vile 🧍🏽

I love when they have to try a-z methods just to reconcile with chubby!reader again 🤌🏽❤️

ugh, the trio are the worst combination of it all. the bullying's not complete and ineffective if you aren't crying. see the tears welling up in your eyes and your voice cracking up telling them to stop.

stop what?

atsumu's crude and damn loud about pointing your insecurities aloud. pinching and groping where he deemed that pokes too much. the waistband of your pants squeezing your stomach and showing that cute muffin top in your shirt, god forbids he won't be touching that. pinching the flesh and groping it and atsumu comments how big it was that it hurts. it started to leave bruises and imprints of his hands in that. laughs everytime you move and see your fat jiggle like it was the funniest thing he had ever seen in his life and there's his twin.

osamu isn't the extreme in the physical but knows what buttons to push to get you bothered and later sniffing on your own to hide the tears. backhanded compliments and comments are made when you do something simple as eating. “'yer going to get bigger than already 'ye are.” then shrugging it like nothing it was and offers you more food and you're questioning your sanity after that.

suna doesn't comment much but his gallery is littered with your embarrassing pictures that he had taken from the previous meetings. your photos are in weird angles and some are taken with awkward poses you didn't even know about. wether it was refilling water bottles or placing the stray balls back in the storage bin. some are made to look your body to be deemed worst and he would crack a smile from it and atsumu would join. tears in his eyes while he comments on how wide you are.

it doesn't make much of a difference to them and when you gathered the courage to tell to stop it only ends in worst. saying that you're too sensitive and a killjoy. they were only having a good laugh about you and then the winds change when you ignore them for the rest of the day and shutting them down in practices.

they tell you they're sorry and delights you with small tokens of gifts. osamu makes you food. cooing how you eat his food well and it makes him happy that you love his food that much. atsumu lays down on the teasing and tells you how much he loves your body in his hands and suna just... you know the silent treatment. they do it so well that you think they've changed and only for them do it again. cause where's the fun if there's no tears and the cute sniffles you always made for them. your soft, plush body trembling while they teamed up on their relentless teasing.

they always take it as challenge on how far you can endure it and the cycle never ends. hope you have a replacement or find a way to leave the volleyball team.

THE BULLY!MIYA TWINS AND BULLY!SUNA WAS JUST HHHHHHH

Don't you think it would stop if manager!chubby reader were to tell Kita about it? But then again, if Kita had already graduated by the time they show their true colors they are fuck outta luck huh 😞

What if they move to Tokyo (Nekoma or Fukurodani) because of their parents' transfer due to their jobs? Won't that be an escape?

they're careful how they act towards you when kita-san is around. they don't want to reprimanded for teasing you and get scolded for it. they slowly made their musings obvious when as the day of their captain's graduation grew neared and that's where they took their harmless taunting goes to the extreme. who would you tell now?

moving is finally freedom isn't it?

but you can't still clear of the volleyball teams in tokyo. you still took the role as a manager despite the previous mischiefs of your previous team. they were different than the bunch of foxes that you had to deal with. the owls and their owl like captain is more welcoming and kind. the team always made you feel comfortable without the judgement and treated you as their equal as their respected manager.

as the manager of one tokyo's top team, it wasn't a surprise that were always playing for nationals and unfortunately your previous team is no exception for that title. your bullies isn't that far behind from you.

it was atsumu who finds you first. finding you in the arms of your team's captain. bokuto was nothing but the sweetest and kindest to you. he made you laugh with his antics and seeing the sight before him. atsumu sees red. you didn't even notice him. thinking that you're hot shit now that you're in another team. you're just a traitor.

luck was on their side when they see you alone refilling the water bottles. it provided them the perfect opportunity to drag you in the lockers with no people to interrupt them and get down to business.

“disappearing on us and only to find you in another team. that's a no-no, princess.” osamu is the first one to reprimand you. atsumu tuts, suna remains passive but those fox like eyes of his seems to glint.

“i didn't mean to. we had to move.” you meekly explain. the fear of being cornered again by these foxes isn't the thing you were worried of since you moved and now, they're on you again. ready to devour at the slightest mistake of their bunny. plump and juicy to take a bite off and they're going to savor every part of their fat bunny.

“traitor.” atsumu tuts. pulling you closer and your back is against his chest. his cock pressing in his black jersey shorts. grunting a bit when he rubs his aching cock between your clothed ass cheeks.

suna and the younger miya twin moves towards you. both of their faces on your side as rintaro's slender fingers grasps your soft chin. “you know what happens to traitors, princess?” suna asks you. examining the look of uneasiness in your face. “they get punished.” osamu answers to suna's question for you.

they were quick. nimble as they are on and off in the court as they were with you. brusquely tugging at your tracksuit with looks of disapproval from the color. red suited you more than white.

osamu pulls you for a bruising kiss. his hold in your jaw is rough. forcing you to open your mouth to welcome his tongue. it was messy and sloppy. a contrast to his twin's kisses in your neck.

if it wasn't for atsumu's tight grip around your waist, you would lose your balance from suna spreading your thighs. hoisting your other leg in his shoulder as he plunges his face in between your thighs. inhaling the sweet scent of your pussy and feel the fabric get soaked by your juices. pushing your panties aside, rintaro wastes no time in taking a lick of your slit. spreading your pussy lips apart to get a taste of what he really wants. his lips are wrapped around your engorged clit. suckling on it like a baby would do to a breast in which osamu was already doing.

the cold pads of his fingers brushing over to your nipples. your bare breasts are presented to him and osamu eagerly sucks. tugging your nipple with his teeth while your other nipple is pinched between his fingers. roll and suck. he keeps repeating it.

“can they have you like this?” atsumu moans. licking the shell of your ear as you unconsciously grinds your ass in his aching length. “can they touch you like we touched you?” osamu gropes your breasts harder. “can they make you cum like we do?” a breathless whine coming from you as your orgasm broke. rintaro sucking your clit harshly and it was enough to bring you to your release.

“n-no.”

“good.” osamu praises you. “don't think we're done with you.” he warns. you take heed of the warning cause you know they are true to his words and it's also they're right to do whatever it pleases them to you. you owe the m much.

you were put in different positions. folded in ways you didn't know you can. osamu bouncing you in his cock while you take turns in blowing rintaro and atsumu's cocks. jerking them until they're painting your body white. taking turns on filling your abused hole while they sing you of praises. by the time they're done with you. you ache in places. sore between your legs while their spent is trickling down your thighs.

“see you soon, princess.” they say. exchanging spit before they let you go and you dreaded on what about to come. they're a powerhouse team and will continue to dominate the court along with your now team.

you wished this tournament will be over as soon as you know it.

Did bullies! Miya twins and Suna just start picking on their manager! chubby reader out of nowhere or do they just want a passion project (a soft thing to use) in the first place? I wanna sock then in the jaw the fuck 😭

I want them to grovel and beg and have the chubby lil thing ignore them and do their business after they get hurt by them 🧍🏽

Very sadistic and masochistic of me 🏃

no matter how bad you want to hurt them, you can't.

the trio versus you? you're looking for the worst. knowing how ruthless the trio can be when they want and you will be taking the blow for it.

the moment you entered at the very gym door, you were doomed. considering the trio isn't the type of people to take interest with others than who they find the challenge. starting from the harmless teasing and how you reacted from it, adorable you who fiddles your fingers and the stutter of saying no. being down to earth and shit and they wondered what can they get more out of you and so it began.

there's no malice from it when it first began. a cliche beginning like those of a schoolboy with a crush on the girl who can't really express what they feel. it didn't start something physical when atsumu out of curiosity wondered how you'll feel against him. the soft skin of yours to his hard muscles. stuck in the locker room and he's breathing. the slow kind of breathing like a predator after cornering the prey he's about to devour.

“a-atsumu...” you barely squeak out. holding his arms as the roam all over your body. squeezing and kneading the flesh like he can't believe that someone could be like this. so soft and warm. he doesn't hear you not even when your voice is in a panic of what he's about to do. his hand lowering and pulling the waist band of your track suit before slithering his hand, cupping your clothed pussy and he's groaning at the feeling of your cunt in his hands. “yer' warm. i bet you're warmer inside....” he whispers and he's slowly plunging his fingers in your fat pussy. spreading your pussy lips and pumping his fingers. you were about to keel over if it wasn't for him holding you. your eyes are beaded with tears and you telling him to stop. what are your words to the older miya if he's lost to the feel of you. your ass rubbing his erect manhood straining in his jersey shorts. “i like you now. more than before.” pulling out his fingers coated with your release. he left you alone in the locker room. his shorts covered in his own cum. licking his lips like a man possessed.

osamu was about to kick his twin in the face, annoyed by his yapping not when he mentioned you. bragging how got you in the locker room and osamu asks nonchalantly what he did and atsumu, the big mouth he have. told him everything. how soft you feel against him and how warm your cunt is and how he made you cum with his fingers only. he didn't stop until osamu left the room.

the mop made a clanging sound as you dropped it. osamu dragging you to the nearest bench. pinning you with such strength that it almost knocked the breath out of you. startled you pushed him but it was nothing to osamu's built. “you like atsumu's fingers inside you, don't you?” you shaked your head. “liar.” osamu sneers at you. spreading your legs apart and he's quick to tug the pants of your tracksuit. “keep this legs close, you understand me.” it wasn't a question you know that and you only nod. the younger twin groans. lodging his cock between your thick thighs. slick with his spit before moving back and forth and he's holding your legs. your ankles hooked in his shoulder while he ruts in your thighs. jiggling at every impact of his thighs. the ripples and your stretch marks and cellulites bare for him and plus the tearful look you have before the tears came rolling while you stare in the ceiling while the grey haired miya continues his onslaught on your thighs. why do you have to be a whore and act like an innocent being at the same time. osamu hates it, knowing he's the same as his twin and atsumu was first to touch you like that. osamu cums with a groan. his thick cum splattering on your shirt and some of it landing on your face. he grinds for a bit to ride his high and he should have taken a picture of your thighs covered with his sticky cum. he cleans you up before going away and you were left there. used and abused.

suna's the nasty one. forcing you to grind his thigh while he records you both. your panties soaking and the small embarrassing moans you were trying to keep plays in his phone. sucking on your breasts while he grips your waist. forcing you to grind harder against his length until you were soaking his naked thighs and you've stained your panties from you cums. sharing the recorded video to the twins and how they casually comments how good you are and how just soft that they could fuck you forever.

passion project or not or something soft for them to use. it just gets worst.

i wonder what will bully! miya twins and bully! suna react when they find out manager! chubby reader is sick? or maybe in their period with the most painful cramps known to mankind? hahaha been thinking this for a while now😓

they get a little worried. yeah, worried.

it was annoying at first why you didn't show up at practice and it was boring as hell. the drills they were doing was little less entertaining without you. they don't see your body jiggling, chasing the stray balls to be put away and you're belly being squished from how many water bottles you are carrying or see yourself trip.

so when one late afternoon practice, they don't see you prepping up for the practice they just shrugged it first. maybe you're running late or you're putting up for the paperwork. when you didn't show up something is definitely wrong.

as bad you don't want to join the practice, you didn't want to ditch your duty as the manager even it costs being made fun of those trio whom you always made their days complete when they get a good laugh out of you. you just have to make this cramps go away or whatever call the saints or something just to get through with your monthly problems.

they find out you were curled up in the nurse's office. a heating pad in your stomach while you passed the time in your own little area until atsumu's voice rang to the small office and finding you resting on the bed.

“awww, poor baby.” atsumu feigns concern. plopping beside you and the two following suit. you remained motionless not wanting to move in order to avoid putting pressure on your abdomen. “does this hurt so much?” suna asks. you nodded and his cold hands creeps under your shirt to rub your round belly. squirming, you found yourself to be in more relief, you wouldn't say that.

“i heard sex helps with cramps.” atsumu commented. looking at his twin with a mischievous smirk in his face. “oh, really.” osamu's replies in a monotonous voice but his hands are in your thighs pawing at your skin.

“then, maybe let's put it to test.” and they all nodded in agreement.

Hii I am hoping youre still doing requests,

I wanted to ask what bully! miya twins and bully! suna would do, if manager! chubby! reader got asked out by someone else that they don't know (maybe on valentines day ykwim?) Btw if you wrote something similar once or you don't want to its completely alright!! have a good day

their lockers were filled to the brim with letters of confession, baked goods and chocolates. none of them from you. it was valentine's day and as much the trio doesn't see the point of getting presents from others at this particular event. they were looking forward to it. they know their cute, chubby manager have something for them, always had and it wouldn't be valentine's without it and they're planning to surprise. a reward you had done for all the good deeds.

you beat them to the surprise part. imagine they caught you with a scum confessing their undying love for you. bowing they are with a letter in their hands. waiting for you to accept it and they believed you won't accept cause you got the three of them but the smiles in their faces died down as you accept the letter. a genuine smile on your face as you bowed in respect to the guy who confessed to you. the boy was blushing and in the trio's eyes he wasn't exactly handsome but oh, the look in your face it was indescribable. you were really happy and they didn't like it one bit.

“who got yer smiling like that?” osamu asks you. noticing the small smile in your face while you mop the floor in silence. you raise a brow at him. pursing your lips in a thin line. was is that obvious? “nothing.” you nonchalantly replied. shrugging as you continued the task at your hands. you hear a clatter and when you turned around. you see his older twin holding a familiar envelope. one that you received earlier.

“or maybe the reason is this.” atsumu casually holds the envelope in his hand. “where did you get that?” you ask him. abandoning the mop you were holding and it clatters as it falls. “don't know, yer shouldn't leave your things unattended.” he commented. “give it to me, atsumu.” reaching out your hand to him but he ignores. “let me think.” he hums. “maybe no, get it if you want.” then you leave yourself no choice. “quit it, atsumu. it's not yours. it's mine.” trying to reach the envelope as he raises his hand higher and you were jumping.

the trio took pleasure of seeing yourself struggle. your body bounces up and down as your arms and stomach jiggles from jumping. osamu wraps his arms around you. your back against his chest. “stop struggling. yer can get it after you done us a favor.” he suggested. “yer know what it is.” he whispers and you glare at him with your eyes beading with tears. stopping, it made atsumu lower his guard and that's when you grab the collar of his shirt before pressing a chaste kiss to his lips and then you grabbed the letter in his hands then you ran in the locker rooms. putting the letter in your bag and shoving it to kita's locker. the trio wouldn't dare to touch kita-san's locker.

“that's foul but you kept your word.” osamu commented. the two following behind him. suna's bored and he was gradually itching to get down to business. “i know.” you sighed in defeat.

“good. now do yer work.” you nodded and you ended up doing what you were avoiding to do with trio today.

suna eventually found the boy who confessed to you. it won't look like he's going to smile for weeks after sending the video of his crush being ravaged by the three members of the volleyball team and being fucked in all of her holes.