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DAY 5: GLUTTONY: OSAMU MIYA

You and your husband have been overdue for a much needed vacation, which is why he put his manager in charge of his shop to take you to Okinawa. He booked a beach house for about 10 days and you could not be more excited to spend some much needed alone time with him.

After an exciting day at the beach and a delightful dinner together, you feel Osamu’s bare strong back as he fills you over and over again with his cum.

You don’t know how many rounds it’s been but the both of you keep wanting more. Thankfully as a supernatural being, he has an incredible amount of energy to spare.

Hiding his face in your neck, he switches between heavy pants and groans, his thrusts still as hard and powerful as they were over an hour ago.

"Say Samu…?" You manage to breathe out.

Humming in question, the ravenette pauses his thrusts and when he looks into your eyes, it seems like his now changed violet eyes stare right into your soul.

"What do you say about a little snack break? Aren’t you starting to run out of energy?"

He smirks at your request, propping himself up on his arms, still staying inside of you.

"Does the lady have any wishes?"

You purse your lips and think for a few moments, saying the first dessert that comes into your mind.

"Hmmm… banana cream pie?" You give him your best puppy eyes.

"As you wish." He grins and holds out his hand.

All of sudden, a whole damn banana cream pie is resting in his left hand, gently setting it down into the side before dipping his finger in the whipped cream, spreading it over your naked chest.

"H-Hey I was gonna eat that!" You pout.

Licking the whipped cream off of your chest, he gently sucks your boobs, biting and licking them.

Even though Osamu can’t get enough of food, his hunger for your body is insane. He can’t get enough of you.

His hands produce more whipped cream, as he spreads it across your stomach and more on your chest.

Leaning back into the pillow, you let the demon of gluttony devour you whole, his insatiable hunger for you never going down.

Vacation time with Meian, Osamu, Fukurō Hirugami and Oikawa

The Captain of the MSBY Black Jackals takes you away to the beautiful hot spring mountains of Switzerland <3

It was a vacation long overdue, Meian being extremely exhausted from practice, working out and official matches have worn the Middle Blocker out

He felt especially bad because he felt like he was neglecting his amazing partner, you

Thankfully, it's off season now, Meian is off for a nice two months

So, when you got home from work, Meian was already waiting at your shared home for you, a big grin adorning his handsome face

"Baby, what do you say about a little get away? You and me and some nice hot springs, hot cocoa and a view of snowy mountains in the morning when we wake up?" The ravenette holds up two plane tickets to Bern and you can't help but squeal in excitement as you rush to hug him tight

When you arrive there, a mesmerising layer of glistening snow is decorating the heavenly landscape of Switzerland

You're currently leaning on your arms against the cooling sensation of the rocks of the hot springs, enjoying the heat of the steaming water and the breathtaking view of the snow covered landscape

You hear the sound of splashing water, feeling the little waves against your back

All of sudden, you feel strong arms wrap around your naked waist

Thank the heavens Meian booked the hot springs completely to yourselves, so you're able to feel everything, not a single layer of clothing as a barrier between your body and his

Meian pulls you towards his strong chest and you feel his pecs and his abs against the softness of your back

"You enjoying yourself my love?" He whispers in your ear, pressing chaste kisses against the wetness of your hair, enjoying the view of your naked body and the snow everywhere

"I have enjoyed every single second ever since we got here. This is just perfection, thank you Shūgo."

Meian grins at your words, tightening his hug from behind, happy that this is just day one from your 10 day get-away

Onigiri Miya owner Osamu takes you to the exotic Bahamas <3

Osamu has been drained from work, his annoying brother and his restaurant that takes a lot of time to manage

You see your boyfriend every night with big bags under his eyes, looking like he is going to fall asleep just standing up

Feeling bad, you organised a trip to the Bahamas for your exhausted chef

You talked to his manager, making sure he takes over the shop while you and Osamu deserve a well-rested vacation on a sandy white beach with crystal clear water and slurping the fruitiest cocktails at the beach bar

The ravenette is currently tanning on a beach chair right by the ocean when you appear by his side, two piña coladas in your hands

The sound of the waves hitting the shore has relaxed Osamu so much, he barely acknowledges when you reappear by his side

Giggling, you move his sunglasses up a bit, staring into his tired metallic eyes

"Didn't mean to interrupt your nap, my handsome man but I got the cocktail you wanted."

"No worries, babe. I dunno how I can thank ya enough for this. Where did ya find this place?"

"I saw it on a sponsored Facebook ad from a booking page and I know how hard you have been working lately, so I figured a little get away is just what you needed."

Osamu sits up, placing the sunglasses on top of his slightly sweaty black hair, accepting the drink by placing a small kiss against your cheek, making you blush

"Cheers to us, baby."

Clinking your glasses together, you taste the first sip of the coconut foam with a hint of pineapple, the rum burning your throat a bit

"I wish we never have ta leave this place, seems too unreal."

You watch your lover with a glint in your eyes, ready to be a little bit mischievous

So you reach over to his drink and take his cherry from the whipped cream on top of the juice

"Hey! Ya have yer own cherry! That's da best part!" Osamu complains as he watches you eat it

"What are ya gonna do bout it?" You mimic his accent in a teasing manner and you get ready to run

Osamu and you chase each other through the water, splashing each other with the salty sea water, laughing with great joy like little kids going to the beach for the first time

Fukurō, the Captain of the Schweiden Adlers takes you on an exciting adventure! A safari trip in the wildest corners of Africa <3

Fukurō got the idea from his little brother, who just recently went to Africa for his university studies of veterinary medicine

Good thing you're a big animal lover, because a romantic safari trip to see the wildlife sounds so exciting!

You put on your safari hat and you're up every morning super early to sing the opening of the lion king movie (I did this once on a vacation with my husband he was not amused I tell you that)

Seeing all the animals, taking so many pictures is making your heart jump with joy

Your favourite part out of it all was spending time with your beloved Fukurō

Usually, the chestnut-colored-haired giant is pretty chill and easy-going but ever since the two of you went on that trip, he's been kind of edgy and jumpy which is very unusual for him

One day, you and Fukurō have plans to feed the giraffes and you're not sure if your boyfriend is sweating so much because of the heat or if he is afraid of giraffes, since they are so much bigger than him

You shrug if off after asking if he's alright or if it's the heat and he assures you he's okay, you can go ahead and feed the giraffe, he wants to take a picture of you

Feeding a giraffe some lettuce leaves, you don't see or hear Fukurō taking a deep breath before he gets down on one knee

Calling your name out in a shaky voice, you immediately turn around, deeply worried that your boyfriend may faint any second

When you see him down on one knee with a small black box and a shiny gold band with a light blue diamond sitting on top its center, shining brightly with help of the intense African sunlight

Gasping in surprise, you begin to tear up, finally understanding why he has been such a nervous wreck most of the time

"I-I know we only have been dating for about a year but I have never been more sure sure about anything in my life. The moment I saw your bewitching beauty under the stadium lights at one of my games, I knew I fell under your spell. You'd make me the happiest man on earth if you agree to be my partner in crime for the rest of our lives."

Now with actual tears in your eyes, you run towards the Middle Blocker with alarming speed, knocking the air out of his lungs and him down to the ground with the impact of your body crashing into his massive one

Thankfully Hirugami caught you with one arm while still having the ring box in his other hand, securing it from falling out of his hand

"YES! I will marry you, my handsome giant!" You cry into his chest out of pure happiness

You feel the massive man laugh at your excitement and he feels like a massive weight has been lifted off of his heart

He can't wait to tell his team about his new milestone in his relationship and to begin the wedding preparations as soon as you two return from the trip

Ever the romantic, Oikawa takes you to the city of love, Paris <3

It was a Valentine's Day surprise for you from Tōru, the Setter wanting to give you the most romantic week of a life time

The day already starts with breakfast in bed, made by the brunette himself, even if it consisted of burned toast, runny scrambled eggs and almost burned to crisp bacon

Even if Tōru burned the majority of the food he cooked for you, he wanted to give you a break from doing it for him almost every day, you appreciate his efforts

Next thing you know, your boyfriend ushers you to pack up your suitcase because you're going on a trip together

"But Tōru, what about my classes-"

"Cutie, we'll only be gone for a week. It'll be fine. Now get your sweet butt into the cab that's waiting downstairs for us, we're off to Europe!" Tōru cheers with giving you a large smile and taking your hand in his to get to the cab, ready to go to the airport

When you arrived there, it was so much colder than Argentine but thankfully the two of you packed some warm clothes for the weather in Paris

The two of you did a city tour, visited the Louvre, saw the Eiffel Tower, went inside the Notre Dame, went shopping at the Centre Pompidou and explored the Palace of Versailles

You knew that your partner is extremely attractive, but when the two of you walked around the palace of former King Louis XIV, it looked like Tōru was long lost royalty, attracting young women and even some men looked at your boyfriend with hearts in their eyes

Still, the only attention that the Setter gave to, was either you or the historical monuments that Paris has to offer

You had tasted the best wine along with the sweetest chocolate and took so many pictures together (even though Tōru took so much pictures of you that you can count for) you felt like the most special person in the world

He was always by your side, making you feel safe by his protective, caring personality and his muscular arm always resting over your shoulder, around your waist or holding your hand tightly in his, rubbing his thumb gently over the back of your hand

The week was filled with so many hugs, kisses and passionate romance, that your heart is still beating super fast whenever you think about the perfect time you spent the February week in one of the most romantic cities in the world

Giggling like a lovesick teen, you intertwine your hands with your husband Osamu Miya, as you try to walk up the path that leads to your house.

The black-haired man just shakes his head with a smile at your silly antics, happy to be home after you just came back from a much needed date night, leaving Atsumu in charge to watch your triplets.

As soon as you enter your suspiciously dark house, you flip on the lights and hear a mix between a hiss and a groan.

You and Osamu look at each other and make the way to the living room where you find the babysitter.

You frown in confusion when you spot your brother-in-law, Atsumu Miya just waking up apparently from his nap on your living room couch, the TV still running on a random show he probably fell asleep to.

As soon as the blonde spots you, he stretches on the couch and greets you.

"Hey (Y/N), hey bro. How was date night?" The Setter gets up, stretches some more and makes his way over to you.

"Pretty good. Food was fantastic and wine amazing. How were the little troublemakers?" Osamu asks in return, taking off his jacket and hanging it up over the coat rack.

When Osamu talks to his brother, you’re making your way up the stairs, opening the room slowly to make sure your children are sleeping.

The door opens wider and you expected to hear quiet snores.

You don’t.

Turning on the lights, just to see all three beds empty, you feel your anxiety and fear taking over in your brain.

You hope this is just a bad dream, a nightmare.

There is just no way that Atsumu seriously lost your kids.

Walking down the stairs carefully, each step feels heavy and there’s a silent storm raging inside of you.

"Atsumu." You stand in the entryway of the living room again and Osamu frowns in concern at your panicked expression.

"Hmm?" He puts on his jacket as he turns to you.

"Where are the triplets?" You ask with a hint of fear.

"In bed? As they should? I put 'em down myself." Atsumu states like it should be super obvious.

You try to breathe slowly as your panic starts to settle in, while Osamu comes over to you to hold you.

"I just went to check on them. All three beds are empty. I couldn’t find them anywhere upstairs." You’re completely sober now, panic rushing in like a speed train as you tell Osamu about what you discovered upstairs.

"What?!" The twins say synchronized, both voices filled with panic.

"Keisuke? Kaito? Kaori?" Osamu calls out for your children, looking around everywhere, along with you and Atsumu.

Around ten minutes later, the three of you still haven’t found them. And you’re ready to call the police.

You already have your phone in your hand, pacing around and the number dialed ready when you hear Atsumu and Osamu in a very heated argument.

"Ya seriously couldn’t stay up til we're back?! It’s barely 9 pm!" Osamu begins to yell, when he sees your scared expression and your pacing, he stops his loud voice and quickly comes to your side to calm you down.

"Baby? It’ll be okay. 'M sure they’re okay, I already called sum of mah old teammates they are looking for them." He brushes away some of your incoming tears and his heart breaks at the sight. He can murder his brother later, right now all he should focus on is you and your three missing rascals.

Before your panic attack AND heart attack begin to grow even more, the front door opens and the eldest of the triplets walks in, Kaito looking extremely guilty. Two more familiar faces follow, Keisuke looking extremely tired and one very happy Kaori as she holds the hand of none other than Shinsuke Kita.

"I found them outside on my way home. They were hungry and went to the store down the street." Kita explains calmly as he looks at you and the adult twins.

He looks concerned at yours and Osamu’s expressions, lastly looking at the blonde twin who looks as guilty as his nephew.

When your children see you in your distressed state, they rush over to you. You hug them in a tight embrace, crying with relief that your babies are okay and unharmed.

With one last scolding look to Atsumu, who freezes in fear, Kita leaves your house.

You have calmed down and Osamu breathes out a big sigh of relief and talks to his children in a quiet yet firm voice.

"Up to bed, you three. Mum and I will be up in a few minutes. We need to have a few words with yer uncle."

As soon as Osamu and you see the three figures vanish from his sight, he turns to his twin, fury burning in his eyes.

"Yer officially scratched off the babysitter list." Osamu growls at his brother.

"WHAT? Oh come on! It was just one little mistake! I have been watchin' 'em since they were this big and nothing ever happened!" Atsumu forms his hands into a cat-like-size round shape as he tries to justify himself.

"Ya were sleepin' instead of watchin'! They are only 6!" Osamu steps closer to his twin and you begin to fear that your husband is about to commit fratricide.

"Okay let’s all calm down." You managed to calm down a bit and now it’s time to calm the situation down in general.

"Don’t tell me ta calm down! I am about to murder this asshole!" Osamu sees red as he charges for his brother and you move yourself in between them, protecting Atsumu even though he fairly deserves the beat up of his twin brother.

"Samu. They’re okay. That’s all that matters." You stand your ground even though your husband is fairly much taller than you.

Osamu keeps his furious gaze on his twin and you stay in front of him, not standing down.

"Atsumu, go home. We’ll talk about this another time." You tell the blonde and he doesn’t fight you on it, just leaves in a hurry and is soon out of the door.

Osamu paces back and forth, running his fingers through his raven hair repeatedly.

"Samu."

He doesn’t stop pacing but he stopped running his fingers through his hair.

"Osamu." The chef finally stops and looks at you and you’re shocked to see tears in his eyes. Whether it’s out of relief or anger, you don’t know.

Last time he cried was when you were in labor, having a complicated birth due to having a risky pregnancy by carrying the triplets.

"They are okay. No one was harmed, and Kita found them. They are home with us, calm down my love." You press your forehead against his and the former Wing Spiker shudders at the action, holding you tightly against him and he feels himself relaxing at the sound of your voice and your warm embrace.

"But what if he hadn’t found them? What if someone kidnapped them, or they got lost? Or-" He rambles on, tears running down his cheeks that you wipe away with a cautious but tender touch, as he did for you earlier.

"It’s okay, they’re okay. They’re kids, Samu. They will make mistakes in the future and we’re going to help them. To realize those mistakes and be there for them. Let's have a talk with them now and go to bed. It’s been a stressful evening and all of us now need the rest." You smooth out his messy hair, giving him an encouraging smile.

Osamu returns your smile slightly and agrees with you.

A little bit later after a talk with your children, Osamu lays on your shared bed, eyes open as you sleep deeply.

Kaori, Keisuke and Kaito sleep in between the two of you, spread out like star fish. Kaito is physically closest to his father and the young boy with the same dark black hair as his father cuddles closer to his chest, a happy sigh escaping his little mouth with a smile.

Osamu's heart warms at the action of his son, pulling him closer to let out a happy sigh himself and finally falls asleep with his family of five in bed, a smile resting on his face as well.

"Hello everyone, I’m going ta do a -" The young Miya chef starts to speak into a video camera, his black shirt carrying his restaurant logo over his right pec muscle. His black messy hair looks like he just rolled out of bed ten minutes ago, which he secretly did because Atsumu has shown up at seven in the goddamn morning to remind Osamu of the bet that the younger twin has lost only a month ago.

The Miya twins challenged each other to do the Chubby Bunny challenge and when Osamu was about to win, you came running into the living room in just a towel because you saw a cockroach on the bathroom wall and didn't know that Atsumu came over while you were in the shower. The chef almost choked on the marshmallows when he saw you in a single towel, causing Atsumu to shriek in victory with his mouth full of marshmallows as well. In the end, you had to do the Heimlich manoeuvre on both of them.

Since it’s off-season for the professional volleyball player, he has nothing better to do than bother his younger brother and Osamu‘s pretty partner on a regular Saturday morning.

"You’re not even going to introduce yourself?" You interrupt him with a little laugh behind the counter with the video camera, where you are seated next to Atsumu so you can film your boyfriend.

"I’m Osamu Miya and today-" The ravenette starts again.

"Ya forgot ta mention the great Atsumu Miya's twin brother-" Atsumu adds cheekily, interrupting him yet again.

Osamu can’t stop the highly aggravated sigh escaping from him, and he sends his brother a death glare behind the camera.

“ANYWAY- I am going ta show ya’ll how ta make a simple deep fired shrimp onigiri. Joinin' me today is my beautiful assistant an' partner-in-crime, (Y/N)." The grey-eyed twin looks behind the camera where you are seated.

You look up with a surprised face, clearly not expecting to be helping your boyfriend.

Scooching off the bar stool in front of the counter, you hop down and make your way with slow steps to Osamu who watches you with adoration and fondness in his gray eyes.

"What’s the first step?" You ask excited, almost hopping up and down like an excited puppy.

Osamu gives you one of his rare breathtaking smiles, feeling his heart speed up by the happiness on your face.

"Well first, we need ta make sure we got all the ingredients for makin' this." The black-haired chef explains while the camera zooms out a bit and the viewer is able to see the laid out ingredients for making the dish.

Osamu points to each ingredient, explaining what it is, what you need it for and how much you need of it.

"Looks like we got everythin'. Ya ready?" Osamu leans on the counter as he watches you with a grin.

"Yes, chef." You giggle and roll up your sleeves on your hoodie.

You can hear Atsumu gag behind the camera as he hears your flirting.

"Alright. First, yer gonna crack an egg in a bowl an' whisk it, afterwards yer gonna add the flour an' the cold water. Mix all together. Add some spices so it’s not completely flavorless. Ya followin' so far?" Osamu raises his dark eyebrow as he asks you.

You do as he says, nodding in confirmation.

"Good. Now yer gonna put that off ta the side an' grab the other bowl with the flour innit an' put the shrimp in there."

Grabbing the already peeled shrimp out of the fridge, you dump them in the flour and mix it together, making sure that there are no bare parts left on the shrimp.

"Now what?"

"Now yer gonna dip the shrimp in da batter, hold it by its tail and then dunk it a few times in there. I already prepared da fryin' oil pot but I don’t wantcha ta hurt yerself so please let me do the fryin'." Osamu looks at you with his stunning ash-grey eyes and every time he looks at you with those eyes, it makes you weak in the knees, so all you do is stare at him with big eyes and nod your head.

The chef chuckles at your reaction and those chuckles send shivers down your spine.

"(Y/N), yer startin' ta drool over mah brother. Try ta tame yer thoughts please, I can hear them from here." Atsumu teases you with a mischievous grin.

Feeling your face heat up a thousand degrees, you watch as your boyfriend skillfully puts the shrimp in the frying pot, turning them over occasionally because taking them out to put them on a drying tray.

"Leave mah girl outta this. She just knows that I am a lot hotter than you." Osamu explains as he finishes the last bit of frying the shrimp.

"Yannow, if I'd known ya would be disgustin' like this, I would have stayed at home." Atsumu scrunches up his face.

"Door's right over there." Osamu mentions his head towards his front door, clearly not bothered and more than happy to have some alone time with you.

Atsumu pouts and slumps over the counter.

"(Y/N) do something. Yer ass of a boyfriend wants to kick me out." The Setter looks at you for help, giving you those brown puppy eyes.

Curse twins and their equally good looks.

"We still need Atsumu for making the video. And he can clean up afterwards since we are both cooking." You grin up at the younger twin.

"I ain’t cleanin' shit."

"He’s not gettin' anywhere near my damn kitchen."

The twins say in sync.

You laugh at their words, setting the already cooked sticky rice on the counter next to the shrimp, along with the seaweed strips, salt, water and boiled sauce for dipping the cooked shrimp in, before putting it into the rice onigiri.

The restaurant owner shows you how it’s done step by step, being slow with his movements, so you know how it’s done.

During the trying to copy his movements, the blonde excused himself to use the restroom and Osamu uses the chance to get closer to you.

He stands behind you, putting his giant hand over yours to help you shape the onigiri. He does it on a daily basis and you’re so happy that you are his and he is yours only.

"Try doin' it yerself." The dark-haired man whispers in your ear, sending shivers all over your body and getting goosebumps by his dark voice.

You feel his strong heartbeat against your back and your breathing picks up a bit. Leaning his head next to yours on your shoulder, you feel his smile against your cheek as he watches you try to shape the next onigiri by yourself.

Holding the somewhat triangular-shaped onigiri (it’s more heart shaped actually), you present it to him with an unsure look.

All of sudden, Osamu took a large bite out of it, getting some rice on his lips, shocking you a little bit even though you should have seen this coming, this is Osamu Miya after all.

Humming in bliss, your lover swallows the food before giving you a flirtatious look, turning you around so you’re standing face-to-face.

"Compliments to the chef."

Smiling in delight, the ravenette places a smooth and loving kiss onto your lips, pulling you closer to his body.

You forget the world around you, it’s just you and Osamu. And nothing else matters.

hello congrats for 200 followers!! can i req headcanons for reader being jealous when a customer is too flirty with osamu miya please

Fandom:Haikyuu Pairings:time skip!Osamu X Reader Genre:a bit suggestive,Fluff Format:Headcanons Warnings:Not ProofRead cuz im trash 🚶🏻‍♀️ Word Count:0.5K

A/n:its hard to write these as headcanons,but its also somehow easier lmao

It had been a while since you had started dating Osamu Miya, and you were falling for him harder with everyday passing.

i mean, he was an amazing chef,he was handsome as hell,and he had a really toned body thanks to volleyball,which he used to play back in highschool.

what more could you possibly want?

but when youre dating an amazing guy as him,you gotta be prepared for other girls throwing theirselves at him.you knew this, but you never witnessed anybody hitting on him so you never really expected it.

but one day when you went to his shop,you were met with an unpleasent scene: a girl smiling cheekily as she touched Osamu's mascular arm,telling him how hard it was.

"these are not made by cooking,i assume?" the girl said with a playful tone, while staring into your boyfriends eyes who politely shaked away her hand and smiled "oh no.i used to play in ma highschools volleyball team,thats all. ya should see my bro actually! hes a professional volleyball player and he playes in the national team"

"well hes not here right now,is he?" the girls smile got wider as she laid her eyes on you. you didnt know each other, but you were clearly upset at the sight in front of you.

"i appreciate yer kindness ma'am, but can ya hurry up and order? other customers are waiting-" "hiiiii baby! i missed you!"

his sentence was undone by you,who practically threw herself in his arms, rapping your own around his neck while smashing your lips on his. eyes widened, he was taken aback at your action. he knew that youre upset, but he never really thought you'd do something about it; let alone going as far as kissing him in public, which you seemed to be uncomfortble with before.

well that day was different so...why not make an exception? :)

when you broke the kiss apart, you wiped your lips while giving him a big smile, acting like you still hadnt notice the girl "why dont you wrap things up soon, so we can continue what we were doing in your office? hmmm?"

Osamu was still surprised, but he was lying if he said he wasnt enjoying himself at that moment.

"oh...am i interrupting something?" you innocently turned your head at the girl ,whose face was red from anger "yes you are! didnt you see i was talking to him?"

"all i saw was a shameless woman trying to touch what's mine, and let me tell you, i do not appreciate that. so why dont you order something and leave my boyfriend alone?" your tone was calm, but your gaze was sure not.

"th-this is ridiculous! thats not how you treat a customer! im leaving!" she turned around as she tried to hide her fear, while exiting the restaurant.

"thank you! and dont come back!" you sighed with reliefe, only to turn your head back at your boyfriend and meet his wide smirk.

"what?" "nothing" he laughed, while pulling you closer to him. "gonna close the store a bit sooner than usual, so we can get back to "what we were doing" in ma office,hmm?"

"shut up. i hate you" you cupped your flushed cheeks with your hands, which made him even more pleased.

"Sure, sure ya do"

am i the only one who has a thing for every guy named "Osamu?" 🚶🏻‍♀️ tysm for requesting baby, and hope you like this! reblogs are WILDLY appreciated :)

Public sex Ft. Inarizaki boys!

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Pairing: Suna, Osamu, Atsumu X Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Format: Drabble

Warnings: NSFW! content, (semi) public sex, oral(M&F receiving), Fingering, Vaginal penetration

Word Count: 0.8K

A/n: Haven't written about them for a while so :P

↳Rintarou Suna

Suna has always been fond of the good luck quickies you offer him before the games start.

He tries to keep an eye on the door to watch if anyone comes in as you told him too, but with the way you bob your head up and down on his length?

It's hard to miss such tempting view. How can he not stare into your beautiful eyes when you take him this well?

He groans when he feels you rolling your tongue around his tip, suddenly deepening him down your throat until the tip hits the back of it. And you choke, again, but you keep going, and assure Suna that one day, you will be the death of him.

He curses under his breath after he catches a glimpse of the watch, realizing there's only five minutes left until the match starts. Removing your mouth from his member reluctantly, he sits you on his lap, adjusting you on his cock before thrusting up hungrily, earning low mewls from you. He knows he's being rough and somewhat needy, but he just can't help it; It feels too good to be inside you.

He needs to come quickly now, and tonight after the game, he will make sure to take his time, returning the favor by pleasuring you twice as hard.

↳Osamu Miya

Sex in his office has always been a treat for you two. Osamu sure enjoys the sight of your body wrapped in a nice skimpy lingerie, and black tights embracing your long legs. He smirks when he pulls the garter and sets it free, loving how you jerk your hips when it slaps against your skin.

He reminds you to keep your voice down, that you're still in his office and he doesn't want others to find out how much of a slut you actually are; but he has no right to protest, since his fingers scissoring you open are pretty much the reason why you can't help but to let out lewd sounds.

Whenever one of the workers ask for permission to come in, he pushes you under the desk, gagging you with his already throbbing member as he keeps his voice normal and acts so smooth like you have literally zero effect on him. Sometimes you want to start sucking his dick while the worker is in his office to embarrass him, but you know you'll receive a hard punishment afterwards that's not worth all the trouble.

He whispers degrading comments into your ear, delighted by how you shiver when his lips make contact with your ear. His right hand grips one of your boobs while the other one fastens its speed, provoking you to moan louder.

He bites your shoulder when you finally reach your climax, tightening his grip around you so you don't fall from his lap. He then picks you up with no effort, places you on his desk while throwing all his belongings on the ground, ready to fuck your brains out.

↳Atsumu Miya

Atsumu loves it when you wear things he's bought for you. At the restaurant, he smiles when he glances from the menu to your black high heels, admiring how it has hugged your feet perfectly. When he gives his orders to the waiter and looks down the table, he's met with the high heels alone, without your feet in them. He's confusion doesn't last for long though, because he suddenly feels something poking his crotch, and when he looks down, he's met with your painted toe nails grinding on his clothed cock.

You somehow find your way to the storage room, in such hurry that you don't even bother to lock the door. He slams you against the wall and kneels in front of you, peppering your skin with light, but hungry kisses. He starts from your ankles and comes up, fingers holding your legs tightly. A small groan escapes his lips when he finally has a taste of your wet pussy, and starts taking his frustration out on your poor little cunt. He doesn't listen when you tell him to slow down or you might not be able to hold your voice back, simply telling you that you asked for it and now you gotta face the music. He doesn't even care that his pants might be ruined when kneeling like this, because nothing matters to him, as long as he can have his way with you.

You end up sticking to the wall as he pounds into you, moaning at how your walls swallow him whole. You're so fucking tight and he doesn't even have to move, being inside you is enough to make him lose his mind. Although he's always been obsessed with how your voice gets louder when you release all over him, and he's willing to do whatever it takes to hear that pretty voice of yours, again.

Reblogs are appreciated!

pairing: osamu miya × f!reader

wc: 0.6k

genre: fluff galore

warnings: author's not sure if she wrote osamu right, maybe a tad too fluffy for some

you were one to romanticize things. You were one to throw ‘love’ around like flower petals because you knew love was infinite, and you found love in every little significant thing you did.

You fell in love with standing on the rooftop, feeling the earth’s breeze as the sun wakes up from the horizon. You fell in love with the smell of coffee early in the morning and watering your tiny succulents. You fell in love with your best friends whenever they hung out with you or even when they didn’t, you loved them and you made sure to let them know that.

And Osamu loved that you loved. He loved watching the content smile on your face when he’s on the rooftop with you. He loved watching you move your hips to the humming of your voice walking around in the kitchen and reaching for your little spray can, chuckling to himself. He loved seeing the sparks in your eyes talking with your friends and hugging them as if it would be the last.

He loved you. And he loved you being able to easily fall in love with routines and things. You never expected anything in return, you were selfless and he wanted to be selfish for you.

So he loved you as you would.

But discreetly.

His love was the jacket wrapped around your torso when it got too cold at five am watching the sunrise. His love was buying coffee beans when he notices you don’t have anymore and filling the spray can with water. His love was giving you privacy with your friends cause he knew how much you adored your time with them.

And you notice. You loved the way he loved, too.

“Can you give me more of my favorite flavored onigiri?” you asked, head tipped back further into Osamu's chest as your hand rests on his forearms hugging your chest.

“Of course,” he says with no hesitation, a kiss landing on your temple but his eyes never leaving the screen. Only for a brief second, he wonders if you’ve regarded he especially tried to perfect that recipe so you would enjoy it even more than you already do. “I’ll put it in your bento for work tomorrow.”

The smile that follows next reminds Osamu why he’s still alive and satisfied. He copies your smile as you kiss him fully on his lips, you taste like cherry and spring.

“You’re the best,” you say, and he knows that’s only the case cause you’re here. He was the best cause you took care of him, loved him like a soulmate and because you were there for him.

“Only with you,” Osamu says, nuzzling his nose into your hair and hugging you with both arms.

“I love you,” you say after giggling when he hugged you closely, your eyes are wide the whole world in them Osamu could see, your mouth is curved into a pretty smile he’d move mountains for.

You mean it. And he never doubts your sentiments, he thinks he’ll never get used to it he might never even get enough of it, which is good he thinks. Your love could last forever and if you didn’t know where to put it Osamu would step right in and ask for all of it to be his and yours cause being loved by you was the only purpose he’d acknowledge.

As usual, Osamu has that surprised look on his face whenever you outright said you loved him. Is it too bad to think it just seems too good to be true? What other great purpose could there be other than being loved by you.

“I love you, too.” Osamu hooks a finger under your chin and presses forward to kiss your lips—kissing you was another thing he couldn’t get enough of. He pulls away for a second, relishes the look of want in your expression. “I love you so so much.”

"that's salt, not sugar" with your choice of character!

BAHAHAHA IM SO SORRY ABOUT THIS kohi tysm for sending something in and im sorry I made it a crackfic (I think) it was just really fun to write

Synopsis: love is sweet but divorces can be a little,,, salty.

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Marrying Osamu Miya was the best decision of your life.

You had your most beautiful memories with him, the best years of your life were the best because he was there with you, holding your hand, smiling into the kiss he presses on your cheek.

You loved him, with all your heart- but things sometimes go wrong, and this time what went wrong was his love for you.

"I don't love you anymore."

The moment he spoke those to you, you knew it all was over. What he said was something you'd been aware of for the longest time, you werent dumb, you could feel him drifting away, you could feel his kisses getting monotonous, his touch out of obligation, his words of love, of habit.

But as long as it wasn't confirmed, hope lived strong in your heart, hope that it wasn't true, you were reading too much into things, he was just tired, stressed- any excuse you could find.

But then came the inevitable.

As he stared at your tear-damp face, grey eyes cold and unforgiving- you only came to realize Osamu Miya had no love left for you.

"Please, 'Samu," you tried to reason still, despite his almost mocking gaze, "I'll try harder, I'll make you happy, I beg you to give us another chance!"

Your hands grasped around his hand, you were on your knees as you begged for this one thing- and you wonder what you've done to make him hate you do that he wouldn't even bring you up to your feet as you trembled on the cold ground of your shared home.

"Let me go," he had hissed at you, instead, shaking his hand to make your weak grip on him let go. "I'll send you the divorce papers."

It's unfair, you had thought. How easy it is for him to leave as you cried on the ground, alone and cold as you watched the one man you've ever loved leave your home.

The moment you had taken the cursed pile of white paper in your cold, shaking hands, the last piece of hope had died with it. Everything, the last six years you had spent with the love of your life, was now getting discarded that easily. You thought, you might- might hate him for how easy he made it look.

But you never really thought you'd plot in your head to kill him.

"What about-" you remembered sobbing that night he had left you, "what about our son?"

He hadn't answered that that night, but as you now scanned the paper you were holding, you had your answer.

The bastard was demanding full custody.

What first was an ache in your heart, shaking your body, leaving you so vulnerable because you had just lost your dearest person was now turning into blind, hot rage.

You don't even remember how you dialed his number, your heart beating in your ears enough to have you deaf, hands shaky as you waited for him to pick up.

"Wha-"

"I'll fucking murder you." You curse as soon as you hear his lazy tone. "I will fucking murder you, you hear me, Miya? If you ever try to take my child away from me, I will not let you live."

~

"Osamu, go help your wife in the kitchen!" Your aunt laughs somewhere in the garden, making you curse her whole existence.

Ever since you had learned about him suing for full custody, you and Osamu weren't exaclty on... good terms.

Your hands start trembling with anger as you hear his grunt of approval, lazy footsteps making their way into the kitchen.

It was your son's birthday.

The divorce was so sudden, you couldn't tell him or anyone in your families that you hated each other to the guts with your husband, and you sure didn't want to ruin your sons birthday toast with, "clink, clink! May I have your attention? Baby, congrats on your birthday, I love you so much- you're so different from your bastard of a father over here. Oh, also, we're getting a divorce."

"Hey," the gray haired man strolls in with all his seriousness, aware of your fury that would make anyone's skin crawl. Not his, though- no, Osamu Miya is immune to your anger. Instead, he squints his eyes at you, or rather what you have in your hands, and smiles.

"That's salt, not sugar." He laughs right before you add the substance to your son's birthday cake batter. "Don't even know the difference? This is why I'm demanding custody, I want my son to live-"

His sentence is cut together by a loud crash, followed by the sounds of broken glass.

Osamu's grey eyes widen as they close on to the dented wall only a millimeter away from his head, and then to the broken glass shreds and crystals of salt mixing together on the ground.

Did you just-

Yes you did.

You just threw a glass of salt at your husband's head.

Well, happy birthday to your son, I guess.

❥ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇 ↳ 𝐰/ 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 & 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Messy, honey Trippin' on cracks in the concrete You're so clumsy Got me thinkin' maybe you like me

➸ you leave a bad review about Onigiri Miya on your food blog. Osamu is a little annoyed about it but mostly worried why you cried so much in your food across of him at the counter.

♫ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄 Good Boy Daisy - Shag Chateau

✰ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 & 𝐂𝐖 (updated as the story progresses) meet ugly (my beloved!!), slow burn, enemies to lover vibes but not full on (they don’t hate each other, they are just a little messy and confused), SFW but will have some mention of alcohol and sex at some point, descriptions of anxiety and panic attacks (chapters will have an additional warning at the beginning), a lot of food mention obviously, mention of various pairings (Yukie/Konoha, Matsuhana, Bokuaka)

❦ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐒 real housewives of Y/N ❁ boyish whimsy

❉ 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗 (✑ contains written parts) prologue: dog tags chapter 1: love bites (✑) chapter 2: malewife era chapter 3: croquettes chapter 4: rotten apple (✑) chapter 5: (coming soon) tbc.

❖ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 open - send me an ask or dm to be added (or removed, no hard feelings ♡)! minors DNI!

a/n: this is my first SMAU ever and i'm not entirely sure what i am doing but when has this ever held me back? it's actually based on a drabble i wrote the other day. it might also be the most self-indulgent thing i have written to a point where it feels semi-autobiographical? just wait until the whole food blogging and culinary school lore drops oop if you enjoyed this, i would LOVE hearing your thoughts as the story moves on! ♡