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aphroxditus · 1 year

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Oikawa Tōru is the type of boyfriend who would bend you over the bathroom counter and pound into you from behind. He’d pull your ponytail back and make you watch the scene from the mirror while he stares straight at you from the mirror, his brown eyes half lidded and a smirk plastered on his face.

His strong arms grip your ass, and you could see his bulky biceps. His torso was naked and you could see his abs.

This man gives you no mercy, as he drills in and you keep banging into the counter. Moans and whimpers escape your mouth as you try and stay quiet because you wouldn’t want his friends downstairs to hear how well Oikawa was fucking his girlfriend.

“That’s it pretty girl. Keep watching”, he groans into your ears as he pulls on your hair to keep your head facing the mirror. “Look at what a mess you are. Such a dirty, dirty little slut. My slut.”

Then, he jerks his hips and slams into you all of a sudden, earning a yelp followed by a loud moan from you. Your cheeks feel like they’re on fire and you pray that nobody heard you. But who are you kidding? They’re probably all standing outside the bathroom door jerking off to those pretty sounds and waiting for Oikawa to finish off with you so they can have a go. The thought drives you wild and you feel overwhelmingly stimulated. You clench around his cock.

“Such a little slut. You really want the others to hear, don’t you?”, he breathes into your ear.

Whimpering, you shake your head, trying to deny, but you both knew the truth.

And luckily, it wouldn’t be too long before your dream becomes a reality.

Sorry if this has any errors. I just decided to do a quick post randomly out of nowhere so I hope you guys enjoy it :)

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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AHH YOURE BACK

omgggg yesss i ammmm

i wanna get back into uploading bcs i’m so bored

i missed u popping up sm 😭

#madi speaks 💕#i missed you so much #I hate real life #I want to live as online me full time bcs im way cooler online

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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ᴘᴏsᴛ-ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: sᴜɴᴀ ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢs: sᴜɴᴀ ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ | sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ: ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, sᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ, ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ, sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴇxʜɪʙɪᴛɪᴏɴɪsᴍ, sᴀᴅɪsᴍ

ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴏᴍɢ ɪ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀɢᴇs- ᴄᴏɴɢʀᴀᴛs ᴍᴇ ɪɢ! ɴᴏ, ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅɪᴇ

You went for Atsumu’s game since he was constantly nagging for you to come to one of his games to show you “all the cool stuff n’ tricks he learnt” as he likes to put it but who would’ve thought that you’d be fucking with the middle blocker from his team.

He should be here, shouldn’t he? It was the locker room, right? Or did you mistake his bad hand gestures and he actually meant somewhere else? You hesitate to enter the locker room. You know you shouldn’t go in but you wanted to see. You first knock softly but no reply. Knocking louder didn’t work either. Your hand moved towards the door and you pushed it open, peeking in just in case someone was in there but unsurprisingly there wasn’t.

Scanning the room, you locked eyes onto a red and black jersey and instantly recognised the name and number of one of them. Suna’s number. Huh. His jersey was thrown carelessly on the floor to no surprise. He was prominently known for his lazy nature. As you walked over, you bent over to pick it up and examine it. After all, how often would you be able to get your hands on a sports jersey that’s been worn by the player. Well, it was a big deal for you. Pursing your lips, you find the locker with his assigned number and you smile.

A warm breath fanned the back of your neck and your eyes widens not daring to look back to see who it was. Still clutching onto Suna’s spare jersey, your knuckles turn white as you clench harder.

“I think that belongs to me, princess. Hmm?”

That low, deep, sultry voice was instantly recognisable.

Suna. Shit.

Slowly turning around, your grip doesn’t loosen but you crane your head up to lock eyes with the lean figure pressed up close to you.

Stumbling to find words, all you manage to get out was a quiet hum. You let go and allow it to drop to the floor.

“Sorry princess, I didn’t catch that”, he craned his tall frame over so your faces would be inches away.

You could see that dirty smirk plastered on his face and his smug face was accentuated with his half lidded eyes, giving you a sarcastic look.

Flushed, you reply, “I-ah. I’m sorry- I didn’t know-“, then you stopped yourself. You didn’t know it was their changing room? That’s a lousy answer.

He lifted a brow then an idea sprung to his head. “What if….” He returned to his original height and slowly removed his shirt. “…I was changing? And you just walked in on me? Hmm?”

Whipping your head to face away from his naked torso, you feel your face heat up rapidly. You heard a low chuckle erupt from him and you feel embarrassed for your childish reaction. Slowly, cold but gentle hands grip your chin and turn your head. Before you know it, you’re facing the tall man. His abs were prominent and his arms were stocked and built with muscle.

“Why don’t we try on that jersey on you, princess? After all, you seemed quite interested in it.”

Not daring to move, you felt frozen. This man had you wrapped around his fingers. In his clutches. And he was playing you like a game. A fun one.

His hands gently gripped onto your hips and then slipped up to tug on your shirt. He pulled it over your head, exposing you only in your bra. You try to hide yourself but he softly shakes his head.

“No need, pretty girl. Your so beautiful”, he rasped and hummed.

He picked up the spare jersey and put it over your head, letting you slip into the shirt that was evidently too big.

He pursed his lips and took a step back.

“You already look like you belong to me and I haven’t even fucked you yet”, he said in a breathy voice. “May I?”

Sheepishly, you nod your head and squeak a “yes” before he made his way to you. Suna eyes you up and down, then began slipping off your booty shorts and panties. You notice his eyebrows rise and him begin to chuckle. For what though?

“You’re wet by my mere presence? I haven’t even done anything yet.”

Oh.

Ashamed, you had no answer and just looked away from his face.

“I bet I could make this pussy squirt today.”

“That’s bold of you to assume. I’d like to see you try”, you blurt out.

Surprised by your sudden change of personality, he seems as if he’s accepted the challenge. He just shrugs and nods.

“Alright, princess. Try not to moan too loud, yeah? I don’t want the others to hear you when they come to change.”

Wait what? When they come to change? Where is he going?

Before these questions could be answered, he picks you up and you lock your legs around his hips. Throwing your arms around his neck and burrowing your face into his neck, you let him lead you to wherever he has planned. Each of his large hands grab each of your ass cheeks and he squeezes them as he walks. This earns a little squeak and jump from you.

“Fuck, how are you dripping already?”, his raspy voice hums through your body. “Did your slutty self want this even before I offered?”

You purse your lips and keep silent. As he leads you to a bathroom stall, you begin to rethink everything. Screw it. It’s the Suna Rintarō. Who honestly wouldn’t want to be in your position right now?

As he pulled the seat down, he sits down and spreads his legs out. Tugging on his shorts, you let it slip down and pool around his legs. He leans back and begins to relax. He closed his eyes and let his head rest back.

You purse your lips and notice the big bulge of his great length. Shit.

Be opens an eye and notices you still eying his cock and a sadistic smirk is painted onto his face.

“Problem?”

“No.”

“Then?”

“I just- It’s big.”

He raised a brow.

“Please help.”

A low chuckle came from him and he shook his head softly.

“Alright, c’mere”, he patted for you to straddle him.

Doing as he said so, his hands were wrapped around your waist and pushed you down slowly into his length. He let you take it in slowly, once in a while grunting when you clenched. He watched you struggle and you knew he enjoyed it. Suddenly, you push yourself down to his full length. This surprises him and a guttural groans erupts when you begin to bounce up to get used to him.

“Fuck, shit, shit”, he takes deep breaths, trying to regain his composure.

“Problem?”, you ask innocently with secret sadistic intentions

Finally returning to his normal self, he grits his teeth. His strong hands grip your hips tighter and you wince. “Nuh uh, don’t give me that attitude. You’re my bitch and I’m the one in control.” Then he slurs into your left ear. “Got it?”

Nodding, you shrink back to your meek self and melt into his grasp.

“Speak.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

Moving you painfully slow, you grind again him and mon softly into his ear.

“Rin~”

“That’s right, moan my name.”

At that moment, you hear the main door of the changing room open and it’s followed by a crowd of chatter. Eyes widening, you glare at Suna and plead for help but he only smirks.

“Like I said, I don’t want the others to hear us”, he whispers into your ears.

You only nod and he continues his slow pace. Your teeth bit your tongue and your lips were pursed to avoid any sounds. Small pecks and kisses were awarded to your neck, followed by sucking. That’ll leave a mark, you thought. Slowly but gradually, you began to reach your high and you could tell Suna did so too- which was evident by his chest rising and falling rapidly and his heavy breathing. Before you sunk back into his length, he told you an order.

“No sounds.”

Huh? Suddenly, he bucked his hips up, ramming into you and slamming into that sweet spot. An uncontrollable yelp escaped your mouth but you muffle your moan before it got too loud. A white substance coats his length and you eye it, wondering whether it was his or yours. Both probably..

The chatter stopped and you swore to yourself. Suna only looked smug as he saw your expression of fear.

“Did you guys hear that?”, a voice said.

“Hear what”, another replied.

“A girl”, the first said.

“Gosh, your girlfriend dumping you really has taken a toll on you man. You’re hearing things”, the other chuckled.

Sighing in relief, you bury your head into Suna’s neck and your nose is assaulted by his strong cologne.

His hands grab your ass, giving you support and both of you stay still in that position, cock warming him.

Eventually, the chatter dies out when the door closes and you sit upright on his dick, glad they’re gone. Slapping his bare chest, you curse him.

“You tell me to stay quiet but your dumbass pulls that shit?”

“You’re so cute when your mad, princess”, he merely says, staring into your eyes. Then his eyes turned dark. “But don’t test me. I’ll fuck you raw. You’re mine now, yeah?”

“Yes sir”, you say obediently, clenching around his length.

“Fucking hell~ You like that? Being mine?”, he groaned, clearly turned on. “That’s my good girl”, he praised, slapping your ass.

“Didn’t you promise you’d make me squirt though?”, you cooed, eyes half lidded as you tease him.

Grazing your fingers on his tatted chest, you smirk as your hands snake up and down.

“I’m getting to that, princess. Patience.”

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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APHROXDITUS turned 1 today!

#tumblr birthday #tumblr milestone

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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Could I get a Ushijima x Oikawa’s younger sister oneshot where he finds out about it after a photo of them making out after a game goes viral…

I hope you have an amazing day you are fabulous!!

ooooo yes I’ll add that to my list to do :)))))

#madi speaks 💕#awesome suggestions from an awesome person

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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hello <3

heyyyy! how are you? :)

#madi speaks 💕

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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I asked help, for help, from Tumblr staff but still they didn't replied...it's been two days.... Crying 😭😭 and depressed.... please help me out....I worked so hard for my account..... please help my blog....

Ahhhh this happened to me too once but they fixed it in less than a week! I’m so late to reply to this but hopefully Tumblr helped you out! :)

#madi speaks 💕

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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I got shadow baned help me out... please😭😭

Omg I hope ur all good now boo 😭

#madi speaks 💕

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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♡︎ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 1000 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 ♡︎

#1k milestone #1000 milestone #milestone #tumblr milestone #milestone celebration #madi’s milestones

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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#angel number #madi speaks 💕

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

These boys would see another guy talking to you at a party and walk up to you with confidently and wrap their arms around your waist and kiss your forehead.

“Whose this asshole?”, your boyfriend ask you.

“Asshole?”, they scoff.

You remain silent and purse your lip. Rolling your eyes, you watch the person walk away. Then you lock eyes onto your boyfriend and raise a brow.

“Really? They were just asking where the toilet was”, you shake your head.

“Probably asking so they take you and fuck you”, they narrow their eyes, watching the innocent guy just walk away.

“You’re a lost cause”, you cross your arms.

Then they pull you right up to them, face to face, with a smirk plastered on their face.

“How about we make those legs of yours a lost cause by the end of tonight”, they slur into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Oikawa Torū, Miya Atsumu, Bokuto Kotarō, Kuroo Tetsurō

These boys would have their eyes on you for the whole time at the party and don’t think they didn’t see you twirling a strand of your hair when talking to a random guy. They clench their cup and grit their teeth, anger fuelling them but they wouldn’t walk up to you now and pull you away. Oh no no no. They’d wait until the party was over then show you who you belong to.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”, you sign, while in the passenger seat of the car.

Silence.

“Are you mad at me?”, you turn your head to the side and push your bottom lip out, confused.

Sighing, you sit back and remain quiet for the rest of the car journey. Drifting off to sleep, your eyes felt heavy but you were suddenly awoken by the touch of cold rings against your bare thigh. You lock your eyes onto the big and veiny hand that clenched on of your thighs and squeezed it. Turning your head to face your boyfriend, you notice that the same expression they had previously was still on their face. You place your hand on top of their hand but their grip is too strong.

“What are you doing?”

No answer. They stare directly ahead on the road and turn to pull into the driveway. They turn the car off and then they stare into your eyes. Into your soul.

“In the bedroom. Now.”

“Wh-”

“Don’t act all innocent. I saw the way you were flirting around with that little shit and you knew I was looking. I’m about to fuck some sense into you and punish you.”

Oh.

“This is gonna be a fun night, dollface”, they said, with their eyes wide, eccentric. “You belong to me and me only.”

Your head skipped a beat, and adrenaline pumped through your veins, already feeling fear and excitement throughout your body.

Suna Rintarō, Kageyama Tobio, Daichi Sawamura, Sakusa Kiyoomi

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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Kuroo Tetsurō as your chemistry professor in university only has two words to describe it: trouble and hot. You noticed how he stared at you during the lectures but decided to ignore his strong presence. You noticed how he snaked around the hall, then slowed down behind you as he leaned over you work, glancing over your shoulder. His soft chuckle would echo in your mind as his warm breath fans your neck when he corrects your mistake.

“Ahh~ You’re right, my bad”, you chuckled nervously, correcting your work.

“Of course darling”, he whispered the last part, making sure only you heard it.

You turn your face to your right and meet his eyes, your faces inches apart. Lips inches apart. Inches apart from intimacy. Inches apart from grabbing the sides of his face and locking his lips onto yours. Inches away-

Then he’d walk off, pacing back to the front.

That man. That man made you feel nervous and lustful all at once. You couldn’t even pick what you wanted to feel about him.

That was until you stumbled into a similar looking man in a nightclub while you were intoxicated, holding the whole damn bottle of alcohol.

“Shit, I’m sorry”, you shook your head and waved your hands in front of you as well as the open bottle.

“That’s quite alright darling”.

That voice. That cologne. That tone. It all reminded you of… Of… Of your chemistry professor.

Looking up, you meet a pair of hazel eyes and it locks onto you, staring down at you half lidded as the red strobe lights reflect onto the side of his face, intensifying his features.

“Prof-”

“Y/n, enough with the formalities.”

Your eyes widen and you shake your head, trying to comprehend if this is the same man who teaches you. He inches closer to you, making you unintentionally step back with each step he takes forward. Soon, your up against a wall and he’s towering over you, his hand above your head. He tilts his head and you fan each other’s faces with both of your hot breaths.

“Do you want me?”, he said in a low sultry voice, the deep tone of his voice sending a vibration through you.

“Wha-”

“Y/n.”

“Yes”, you sheepishly said then tore away from his gaze, looking down at the ground at your shoes.

Your chin was tilted up softly and he made you look at him for a second before he smashed his lips onto yours, reminding you of what you wanted to do to him in the middle of your class the day before.

He pressed you up against the wall and you respond to the passionate kiss with the same intensity. He shoved his tongue into your mouth and you let him dominate over you, feeling like putty in his arms as he keeps you standing up. If his hands were around your waist, you could say goodbye to your balance and your knees would buckle no doubt about it. You throw your arms around his neck and lace your fingers through his midnight hairs, tugging. Pulling away for one second, he regains his breath but before continuing you ask him a question.

“Something in your pocket is poking me sir”, you say, shuffling around, assuming it’s his keys or something.

A soft chuckle made you feel dumb, then he replies.

“Oh darling, nothing ‘s in my pockets.”

Your eyes widen as you come to realisation but before you could say anything, he presses his lips against yours, resuming what would soon lead to a very hot and spicy night.

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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Iwaizumi Hajime as an athletic trainer is truly something if you’re his girlfriend. He just loves sitting back on the couch, arms on the headrest, leaned back, legs spread apart as his eyes prey on your body right in front of him while you workout. You stand with your back to him, legs apart as you lean forward to touch the ground, ass high up. Feeling his intense presence made you stand up straight and decide to say something to break the silence between you two.

“Haji, I know you just came back from work and you’re tired but can’t you relax somewhere else”, you turn to face him and huff, placing your hands on your hips as you pout and lean on one foot. “I’m trying to follow a workout video here”, you point to the TV.

Silence.

Raising an eyebrow, you narrow your eyes, examining him. He was wearing his grey sweatpants and a white tee, slightly tight around his bulky arms.

“Do you mind?”

“No, not at all, continue darling”, he said in a monotonous voice, trying to keep in the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Gritting your teeth, you realise that he won’t budge. You turn back around and resume your workout, trying to finish it as soon as you could. It was so typical of Iwaizumi. Of course he wanted to see you do all those stretches, bending over, ass high in the air with the tight fabric covering it. You lean over again but this time when you turn back up, you feel something press up against you behind you. Eyes widening, you notice two big hands slither around your waist, gripping it and rubbing it up against them.

“Ha-Haj-”

“Pretty ass all presented for me~”, he leaned over your back, keeping you down as he slurred into your ear. “What did you expect?”

Whimpering, you were unable to stand up straight and remained in the hunched position with Iwaizumi’s crotch right up against your ass. You squirm around, rubbing against his bulge and no ones surprise, he grunted, enjoying the friction.

“Remember how you said you knew I was tired from work?”, he smirked, tilting back up and turning you are around to face him.

You look up at him while he towers over you, gripping your ass cheeks from the fabric and squeezing it. You let out a small yelp and slightly jump forward, your hands flat against his chest. He stared down at your innocent doe eyes gazing up at him.

You nod, responding to his question.

“Well, I got a little energy left for one more work out session”, then he smirked. “And I need a training partner darling.”

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Kageyama Tobio as a playboy in university is one the most infuriating yet infatuating person you would have ever met. And he had his eyes on you since the moment you walked into that lecture room that year. And every lesson, he’d stare at you. And every time, he wouldn’t remember a single thing he learnt that day.

But who would have thought that you’d be in his old volleyball jersey, sprawled across his bed with him ramming into you with such speed and force that you’d feel like you’d pass out?

How did this come to be?

“Tutor him just for a term please. I don’t want him to fall behind and beside, I feel like he’s taken a liking to you”, your professor said.

Ah yes.

If by taking a liking to you meant fucking you then sure. You knew it was wrong. You knew he was the playboy of the school. Slept with any girl you look around your class in. Ignored them the next day. “Fucked and chucked em” as he liked to call it in front of his friends but this? This was different. The way he was careful with you and made sure everything was perfect before he full on went upon you with the animal nature he was notorious for.

“T-Tob-”, you begin but we’re cut off with his lips locking onto yours and shoving his tongue in.

Moans erupted as you let him dominate over. He traces him lips all the way down to your neck, pecking and praising your body with kisses. His cold chain came to contact with your body and shook you back into reality.

“Mmmmhm”, his deep voice hummed, vibrating sending shivers down your spine.

“I-I’m cl-”

“Go on princess”, he slurred in that sultry voice of his as he looked down on you, his wispy black locks fell on his face, contrasting his blue eyes while he clutched the headboard with his hands.

Even as you released, he didn’t stop drilling into you. All that could be heard from that room was the slapping of skin on one another, moans and groans and other sweet sexual sounds. The aroma was erotic and hot. If this was Kageyama’s idea of tutoring, then you’d want this every time you come over.

Maybe one term isn’t enough tutoring.

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