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uravitypng · 12 days

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𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞!

pairing: atsumu miya x chubby reader

word count: 1.1k words

a/n: this is a slightly longer version to something i wrote a couple days, an anon asked for shameless smut with atsumu and a chubby reader and i delivered them this (x) this is the longer version of that

content warnings: (not a lot really?? its pretty fluffy for smut) horny/needy atsumu, vaginal sex, body worship, atsumu making a joke about you looking hot while humiliated, he's kind of a meanie (a menace if you will, but a menace in love) / mdni

"tsumu we're going to be late! our reservations are at half seven, we're meeting all the others in less than an hour." you're meant to be celebrating a msby win with the team and their partners but instead you're laying in your shared bed with your fiancee with your dress bunched up.

"don't blame me. it's yer fault for looking so hot. you can't blame me when my wife looks so good."

"wife? not yet." you try and pull your dress back down but atsumu isn't having it and swats your hand away, not letting you.

"shut yer trap, ya know what i mean." while keeping your dress bunched up he runs his large hands over your thick thighs, enjoying your soft skin underneath his hands.

you giggle at his response but your laugh is cut off as he places a kiss over your clothed clit making you gasp. tsumu slightly pushes your underwear to the side and then blows air against your clit getting satisfaction from make you shudder. the tips of his fingers stroke you up and down, lightly, teasing you, a patch already soaking through from your arousal. " 's not my fault when you look so hot in that dress, clinging to all your curves like that. you're making me go crazy." he pulls down your underwear and throws them somewhere behind them not taking any notice to where, "we can be a little late."

"a little?" you snort as you stare of in the direction of your discarded clothes. he smirks and kisses your hip, pulling down your dress at the top too so that your tits are on display and your dress is only covering the middle part of your body. atsumu pulls down your bra as well and gropes your breasts harshly before pinching your nipples causing you to whine.

he drags his digits along your already wet folds, his fingers becoming the same. he feels no shame as he sucks his fingers clean. you swallow as you watch his tongue circle his two fingers that are still in his mouth, he hums and there's a popping sound as he takes them out. "ya taste so good sweetheart."

you turn your head away embarrassed from the act, "none of that now if you don't look at me i'll stop what i'm doing and i'm sure you want me to keep going at this point." he warns you and you reluctantly look back at him, still embarrassed. he smirks as he sees you try and shy your eyes away from his, "aw, you embarrassed love?" he chuckles. "there's no need. i wasn't lying or nothin' ya taste fucking amazing."

"don't say that tsumu, it's humiliating," you whine, finally making eye contact with him again.

"humiliation looks so good on you though," he smirks while pinching your nipple harder that he had been previously, making you yelp and him to burst out laughing because of the noise. you scowl at him but he just smirks again, unapologetically.

atsumu runs his large hands all over your body before stating suddenly, "this is stupid," and he starts pulling up your dress to take it off completely and moves up to face you so he can look at how pretty you are.

"i thought you said it looked hot?" you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to kiss him.

"you do! ya just look better with it off," he smirks and allows you to pull him down. kissing messily, all tongue and teeth, clashing , right in the moment, he just can't help himself when it comes down to you and you're not one to complain just as swept up around atsumu as he is with you. most of the time atsumu kisses you slowly and tenderly while cupping your cheek but you never complain when he looks at you more hungrily.

now that you're completely naked he squeezes and grabs your pudgy tummy and kneeds your love handles, groaning as his fingers sink into your soft malleable skin.

his clothes come off just as rushed as yours did, hastily pulling down his jeans and boxers all at once, he quickly threw them behind him too, getting the same treatment as your clothes did, his dick already rock hard and weeping, begging to buried inside you.

atsumu lifted your thigh up, resting his palm at the bottom where he's slung your thigh over his shoulder and he's folding your body as he plunges his fat cock into you to the hilt as deep as possible hitting the spongy spot making you see stars, his coarse semi-groomed pubes stimulating you further. your wet heat envelops him and he groans, "jesus baby, i love ya s'much."

he ruts into you hard and fast, causing your plush body to jiggle with each thrust and atsumu doesn't know where to look. you look like a goddess in his eyes and every inch of you is perfect he just can't decide; your tummy rolls that are squished together, your breasts that freely bounce without any bra, your cute face and chubby cheeks, your pretty pussy that keeps sucking him back in with every thrust, not wanting him to go leaving a creamy ring at the base of his cock with every thrust. he can't decide where to look- you're perfect.

his balls make a smacking sound with each trust when making contact with your ass and your thighs start to ache with how pressed up they are against your breasts and it's good thing atsumu is driving tonight because it's doubtful you'd be able to walk far after this, your whole lower body will likely be sore. you love every second of it though.

you admire how handsome your fiancee is above you, hooded brown eyes that are gazing at you like he wants to bite into you and eat you up, lazy smirk that adorns his face, bleached dyed hair that's become messy after him jumping on you, a light sheen of sweat covers his forehead and his lips plump, looking slightly swollen, from how much you've been kissing. you reach a hand up and tug his hair, pulling him down so he's close enough for you to kiss again and you do kiss, tongues dancing together.

you intimately press a palm against his cheek and feel the heat radiating under your hand, atsumu's eyes flutters close a few times, smiling sweetly as he feels your warm touch. one hand is still holding onto your thigh occasionally squeezing the softness making him harder. his other hand is holding onto one of your hands, fingers intertwined. he repeats himself from earlier, mumbling against your forehead, "love you, love you s' much."

"love you too 'tsumu!" you moan and you're gripping onto his hand even tighter.

you turn up to dinner late, very late.

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dolliestfairy · 9 months

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Tw : Noncon/Dubcon, Predator x Prey kink, fear kink, Manhandle (?) & Outdoor sex. lmk if i miss anything. Chubby Reader Fics With No Skintone Of Reader Mentioned.

Mdni!

Currently thinking abt men who have a predator x prey kink. Men who love to see your trembling expression when he act like some merciless predator. men who loves to play hide and seek with you. despite his own self being a grown man, he cant help but get even more turned on when he sees your scared expression, while his hand pinch your chubby cheeks, only to make you more trembling in fear.

"look at you.. all scared and stuff... you're only making me more excited y'know?"

he's a man who is soo thrilled when he was chasing you. catching you around like a crazy dude, its only a matter of time before his hand get onto your clothes and easily ripped them off, and later on, you'll be getting pinned down beneath him while your pussy service his cock, laughing as a respond from him to your cries, slapping your fat belly and grabbing them with a very harsh grip. and.. ngl you both are going to look like some wild animals fucking each other in the woods, but dont worry though. he's a mass fucking possesive dude. theres no fucking way he'll let some random stranger look at your body. your body is all his and his only for see and touch. and if you forget it? he'll gladly reminds you.

The Men That i'm talking about Are;

GETO SUGURU, OBITO, Itoshi Brothers, MIYA ATSUMU, KUROO TETSURO, Tsukishima Kei, HOSHIGAKI KISAME, ALEC, Sakamaki Brothers, MUKAMI BROTHERS, Lev Haiba, TENDOU, MADARA, KIBA, ITTO, Childe, Scaramouche, POSEIDON, SEBASTIAN, Malleus, HADES, SHIVA, OVERHAUL, SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY, Horangi, Alejandro, HIDAN, Deidara, Sasori, KAKUZU, OROCHIMARU, UCHIHA SASUKE, SUKUNA RYOMEN & Bachira.

DID I FORGET ANYONE? INSERT UR FAV!

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shaisuki · 3 months

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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.”

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cottonlemonade · 14 days

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Can i have a medium to large peach lemonade with boba for atsumu??:)

Sunday Morning With Your Husband

warnings: mdni, nsfw

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Looking at your planner you had huffed at the things that needed to get done around your house. But after breakfast your husband Atsumu had requested a quick cuddle session and quite frankly, you’d be a fool to turn that down. Sitting on his lap, you had begun to set gentle kisses to his lips and ran your fingers through his hair.

He hummed happily and pulled you closer. Sundays like this should be the norm, you thought. You didn’t want to get up and do boring housework when instead you could use the little time you had with your always busy spouse to make sure your love stayed as strong as it was. You rested your forehead against his and smiled when he booped your nose with his.

You shifted, trying to get a bit more comfortable but felt something pressing against you.

You really should have known better. “Nooo, baby, why are you hard? We have things to do.”, you said with a mock whine.

Atsumu laughed in disbelief, “Ya really can’t expect me to stay soft with my wife so close to me.”

You giggled and tried to get up but he pulled you back, setting you firmly on his … (you gave a dreamy inward sigh) magnificent thighs.

“No, stay.” He pouted, squeezing your plump ass, making you jump and inadvertently grind a little against him. He grinned and kissed your neck.

“Tsumu… didn’t you hear when I said we have a lot to get done?”

“No…”, your husband ran his tongue along your neck, making you shiver and grind further.

“Come on, babe, we already didn’t finish our list last weekend.”

“Then, let’s just take a break.”

“We haven’t even gotten started yet.”, you chuckled, tightening your grip on his hair when he nibbled at your collarbone.

“See it as a pre-break. I’ll be good after I promise, but right now I don’t have the brain space for anything other than this.” He brought a hand up to massage your breast.

You let out a quiet moan when he played with your nipple through the thin fabric of your shirt. “You promise?”

He nodded eagerly, sensing victory.

“Once my wife is satisfied I’ll do anything ya want me to. And I’ll make lunch.”

Feigning to think over his proposal you set your hands on his broad shoulders, rolling your hips against him and making him whimper.

“And take out the trash.”

“And I’ll take out the trash.”

“And watch that new movie with me when we’re done.”

“And I’ll watch that movie with ya when we’re done.”

“And take a shower with me.”

“And I’ll -“, he smirked, “Yer chores are really interestin’, my love.”

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a/n: thank you so much for your request! I feel like I should think more about husband Atsumu, he is too cute 🥺 please enjoy! ✨

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iwas-princess · 1 year

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You ABSOLUTELY should write about atsumu's boobs!!! 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

writing abt them again bc they’re j so great

miya atsumu • not at the dinner table

“if i’d known how much ‘ya’d love my tits, i woulda upped my weights a long time ago, sugar.”

your cheeks heated as you blushed at him, slightly flustered that he’d bring up such a topic while eating.

well, to be fair, you were also burning holes into them at the dinner table and practically drooling on your plate. it was only a matter of time before he would say anything.

you nudged a green bean with your fork, rolling it around your half empty plate. your eyes flicked down to the discarded vegetable, avoiding getting caught looking for too long in fear of his growing ego.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, ‘tsumu.” you lied, your voice wavering slightly in hesitation.

he scoffed, lightheartedly but taken aback by your lie. his own eyes dropped down, but instead of staring at his own plate, he mirrored your previous actions by admiring the cleavage of your tank top.

“not that i blame ‘ya for staring, i can hardly keep my own eyes away from yer tits too.” he mumbled, ignoring your previous attempt at fibbing.

you swallowed thickly at your boyfriend’s flirtatious comment, suddenly finding it hard to sit still as you began to rub your thighs together mindlessly.

he quieted, his gaze locked on your supple breasts spilling over the lowly cut fabric and giving him an eyeful. he silently thanked himself for choosing to lounge in nothing but sweatpants today or else the topic of breasts might have not been excusable at the table, if it wasn’t for your wondering eyes continuously checking out atsumu’s bare chest.

“can i, maybe, touch them after?” you mumbled, your voice shy and unsteady.

his ears perked up at your sheepish behavior, watching you in amusement as you fidgeted with your food nervously.

he always admired how shy you got when it came to sexual related questions, acting as if you being the filthiest slut he’s ever fucked wasn’t reality. as if you weren’t begging him last night to fill you up with his cum. or as if slobber wasn’t dripping down your chin and coating his heavy balls as you took all of him down you greedy throat yesterday morning.

he found it impossible for him to go one day without burying himself inside of you at least once, the sight of someone so sweet having the filthiest desires keeping his sex drive at all time high.

he never in a million years expected his precious babygirl to be so desperate over a pair of enlarged muscles, especially on his chest. atsumu was always big, but fuck, ever since he increased his weight training he’s been insatiable.

beforehand, you and atsumu would fuck each other five days a week, regulating a healthy sex life that kept the both of you more than satisfied with your busy work schedules. but, ever since you discovered this new kink of yours, it’s been impossible to keep your hands and mouth to yourself.

something about the way his hardened nipple felt in your mouth with your cheek pressed comfortably against his plump breast as you contently suckled, made your brain short circuit. the sensation was so serene yet incredibly sexy, and also deeply addictive— to both parties.

because even though your cocky boyfriend likes to let you believe that he only ever indulges in this kink of yours for your pleasure, he secretly enjoys if just as much as you do.

your mouth had always drove him mad, either it be wrapped around his cock or pressed against his lips, atsumu had always daydreamed about the wicked things that your filthy mouth could do for him. now, it’s even worse. watching your lashes flutter shut as you relaxed against the cushiony flesh, your lips wrapped tightly around his blush nipple and lazily suckling as you both winded down for the evening, was always the main thought that occupied his horny brain as he worked out every morning. the amount of times that he accidentally caused himself to pop an unwanted boner was beyond recording at the point.

“ya’d love that, wouldn’t ‘ya, princess?” he teased.

of course he was going to let you suckle on them later, it was his new favorite passtime. but, poking some fun at you beforehand can’t cause any harm.

your breathing caught in your throat, long lashes kissing the tops of your cheeks as you fluttered your eyes closed in longing.

atsumu’s teasing never failed to rile you up, no matter how vulgar he could be. in fact, you’ve found that the meaner, the better. he always repays you with soft aftercare anyway to heal any possible mental wounds that his words may have caused.

he chuckled at your reaction.

“are ‘ya going to ask correctly, princess?”

you gathered yourself rather quickly, knowing well enough that if you don’t give him a direct answer quickly, you would have to opt for another form of pleasure.

“pl-please, ‘tsumu. let me suck on your tits tonight, i’ll be a good girl.” you embarrassedly pleaded, your ears and neck turning red with humiliation.

the tint of your flushed skin caused a spark of corruption to jolt through atsumu’s cock, the electric feeling causing the organ to twitch in his sweatpants. he spread his legs farther under the glass table, attempting to make himself comfortable with a massive hard on.

“can’t really deny ‘ya when ask so pretty like that, now can i?”

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starrbright · 26 days

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Starr's Collection

creations i very much truly adore and so deserving more of appreciation

Haikyuu:

Don't Come Morning | Kuroo Tetsurou, written by @the-masked-ram - I have already showed my countless obsession over this piece because it is just that good and the fact that it's tetsu even more.

To Have and To Hold | Kuroo Tetsurou, written by @hhawks - no words. just beautiful. I truly feel lucky that there's these lovely pieces for us fat readers about tetsu, no less 🫶🏼

Separate Worlds Apart | Miya Osamu, written by @lazuruspit - the angst? the sex amidst? yearninggggggggggggggggggggggggggg, i live for it.

Nothings gonna hurt you | Bokuto Koutaro, written by @flwrbo - just lovely, really. i wanna eat him.

Along For The Ride | Miya Atsumu, written by @todorokibois - a gem that i found so late.

Wrong Send | Sakusa Kiyoomi, written by @shaisuki - need i say more, honestly.

Plan B | Kuroo Tetsurou, written by @cottonlemonade - my dumbass of a husband 🫶🏼

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Affirmations | Gojo Satoru, written by @nnihilnovum - i've said it before that only a few works i've read with body image very well and that i really love and this is one of the best for me.

Heavenly Delight | Gojo Satoru, written by @shaisuki - this one really made me feel things 🧍🏽‍♀️

Pianissimo | Fushiguro Megumi, written by @scummy-simp - YEARNINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. beautiful beautiful beautiful work, that's all there is.

My love mine all mine | Fushiguro Toji, none other by than @shaisuki - i need to tell you that i'm not that fond of this man but the sweetness on this one😓

Say it's here - Where Our Pieces Fall in Place | Nanami Kento, written by @sukunasun - literally no words i could say to express how incredible of a writer she is.

MMA Geto | Geto Suguru, by @sukunasun as well - the way she writes tension!!! PINING!!! DENIAL!!! just brilliant.

-will add some more soon. dividers by @ioveartfilm

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bunny-eats-fox · 11 months

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lost on you | part XIV

MIYA ATSUMU X PLUS SIZE, FEMALE READER

words count : 3848

chapter summary : scared because of suna’s little ghost story, you accepted atsumu’s offer to snuggle. however, feeling you this close to him, atsumu cannot control himself.

chapter warning : NSFW ; 18+ ; yukata sex ; cowgirl ; doggy ;

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His big hand grabbed your juicy ass even harder, probably leaving bruises on your delicate flesh as he pulled you in as much as possible; Atsumu made sure there you weren’t even an inch too far away from him right now. And all you could do was groan into his mouth and press your plump body against him willfully. Atsumu craved to feel you, taste you. All he wanted right now was to make love to you and he most certainly didn’t care if anyone was to hear you.

However, somewhere deep in his heart, he knew that it would be wrong. He promised you, after all. Now it seemed like he didn’t respect that. Even though, by now, you didn’t protest and even willingly rubbed your soft, chubby body against his, his heart suddenly felt heavy. Like that time in the cinema where he was driven by his frustration and jealous. That’s when Atsumu finally broke away and gave you both room to breathe.Heavy gasps echoed through the tiny room as you both caught your breath.

“Sorry, sorry. I… couldn’t control myself, (Y/n). Let’s stop.”, he finally managed to say with an apologetic smile on his lips.

“Eh?” That was all you huffed.

“I promised ya not do anything and I almost forced ya, sor- mhhnnh!”

You didn’t even let him finish his sentence when you grabbed the collar of his yukata and pulled him down again. As you smashed your lips on his, Atsumu’s heart did a flip inside his chest. Immediately, the setter returned the intimate gesture, kissing you back hard and longingly. The taste of your toothpaste still lingering in your mouth when he mercilessly shoved his tongue between your lips, engaging your own in a hot dance that had you both breathless at the end of it.

“I wanna do it. Y’are not forcing me.”, you finally managed to say between hefty huffing and gasping, “But we… gotta be quiet, like really quiet, okay?”

At this point, Atsumu thought he might seriously spill his feelings and fuck the resolution he had made like 10 minutes ago. However, he managed to hold himself back and instead, with the happiest grin on his lips, he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you in once more with a simple, “Got it!”

One second later, your mouths were tangled once more as he pushed you down onto his futon and crawled on top of you. Listening to your cute grunts and little moans as he kissed you and entwined your tongues, only spurred him on more. Although, now that he had your consent, touching alone wasn’t enough. He wanted to see you. Hence, he reached out his hand above your head to grab his smartphone. Using the shortcut, he turned on the flashlight and put his charging phone back.

It wasn’t that bright, but it was enough to see your gorgeous self properly. Even though he heard a small grumble from you, Atsumu just chuckled. Now, without holding back, he let his hands slip inside your already disheveled yukata to roam your soft body freely. And when he finally released your lips, he sat back up and just looked at you for a second.

You shyly turned your head away, but didn’t say anything as he ripped open the yukata to reveal your heavy, voluptuous breasts. He was really excited and pleased to know you didn’t put on a bra.

“H-Hey…Tsumu…”, you grumbled sheepishly, though stayed calm otherwise.

That was seriously unfair. Just using his nickname with that sexy embarrassed voice of yours got him painfully hard. The tent in his yukata was certainly unconcealable at that point. If you had wanted to stop right now, Atsumu would have cried, that’s how much he craved to have sex with you. And as much as his inner demon wanted to make you cry out his name so everyone in this ryokan would know you belonged to him, he was adamant to keep at least this promise of being quiet.

His big hands immediately cupped your chest as his fingertips sunk into your soft flesh when he squeezed them. Just watching your cute nipples harden when he flicked his thumb against them made his cock twitch. Would you hit him if he tried to motorboat… Atsumu immediately tried to get rid of that thought. Not now. Maybe once he achieved his dream of dating you, he could politely ask, but not now.

Instead, he opted to do something that wouldn’t result in you pushing him away and possibly hitting him. Thus, he leaned in and brought his lips closer to your hardened bud. His warm breath against it seemed to tickle you because Atsumu felt your body shivering a little underneath his touch, hence, spurred on even more, he finally sucked the erect nipple into his mouth. The soft mewl he elicited from you as he suckled on it and used his teeth to gently graze over them, intensified the wet spot in his yukata even more with how much pre-cum he leaked. Encouraged through your little whimpers and moans, he kept massaging your heavy breasts while his mouth relentlessly attacked your swollen, hard nipple.

You didn’t know it could feel that good to have your chest played with like that. Truthfully, when you masturbated, you had tried to stimulate them, but never found it pleasurable. Rather, you just thought they simply weren’t sensitive and gave up after trying just a handful of times. However, with how Atsumu fondled and handled them in general made you shiver. The loud noises (or was it just loud because it was otherwise quiet in that small room?) from him sucking and the slight scratching from his teeth had your knees weak. Maybe, you were sensitive after all but never knew how to properly do it yourself.

“A-Atsumu…”, you moaned his name quietly when he turned to the side and tortured your other bud the same way.

It was a vicious cycle for sure. Whenever you would moan, he couldn’t stop himself from going even harder. Atsumu just couldn’t stop. Your breasts smelt so nice from your usual soap and they were so soft and big; they fit perfectly into his hands that he just wanted to keep licking and sucking. And because he was greedy, the setter didn’t hold back and left a few hickeys all over your plump chest. At least that way, you didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing it and you didn’t have to use make-up like last time.

One last time, he bit gently but firmly into the hard nub, leaving a visible mark behind as your chubby body writhed in pleasure underneath him. The sweetest little mewls and whimpers spilled from your lips and that’s when he finally rose again and then looked at his masterpiece. Your breasts were covered in saliva, bite marks and hickeys while his fingers teasingly flicked against your swollen nipples just to watch you twitch and spasm in bliss.

A wave of embarrassment suddenly rushed through your whole being when Atsumu licked his lips (why the fuck did that sent a tingle down your spine?!) as he looked at you. You never thought anyone would ever look at you like that, but time and time again, your childhood friend surprised you. And at that point, there was not one thought dedicated to Osamu right now. All you saw in the flimsy light from his phone, all the touches you felt and all the scents you smelt, all of it was just Atsumu.

“(Y/n)… I’m sorry, I’m so greedy but… can I ask for a favor?”, he then suddenly whispered.

“Mn…” You barely nodded; your mind was still fogged from the pleasure that you didn’t even care if he was greedy.

“Can ya go on top of me?”

That request caught you a little off-guard and, quite honestly, your knee-jerk reaction was to immediately shake your head. However, you were also intrigued… Then again, you were pretty scared you were too heavy, hence why you shyly looked to the side.

“I don’t know… Might break ya hips…”, you mumbled the last part.

“Ya won’t. Don’t be ridiculous.”, he whispered softly and pressed a kiss onto your forehead. That alone made your heart beat much faster than it should. Seriously, what was up with that? As if Atsumu could make your heart race that many times…

“And I mean… I don’t want ya to see… all that, ya know?” You gestured to your whole body, because your boobs were big, your tummy was too and all of it would jiggle like crazy if you would ride him.

“I know.”

Then he leaned in and whispered into your ear, “But (Y/n), I’ve already seen it. Ya don’t have to be so shy. There is nothing I haven’t seen.”

A small hiccup escaped your lips when he suddenly grabbed onto your chubby sides and pulled you even closer.

“Please?”

Atsumu tilted his head slightly, giving him an almost innocent look as his hair was freshly washed and thus not styled. The way it playfully fell into his face gave this look so much more power than it should and before you even comprehended it properly, you nodded.

“Fine…”

The happy grin that spread across his face was almost blinding. Stupid idiot… Why was he so happy over something like that? As if he would enjoy seeing all of your body jiggle with every thrust… But, you agreed and so, you sat up and eventually got on top of him.

When you saw his already painfully hard cock peeking through the yukata, you had to bite your lip in excitement. Even after having done it a couple of times already, it still surprised you how excited he got over sleeping with you. And why the heck did he not wear any underwear?

“Condom?”

You glared at him when he seriously pulled it out from underneath his pillow. Atsumu only laughed and gently pinched your plump thighs.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“But under your pillow, really?”

“A good luck charm, I guess? Ah-“ Atsumu stopped laughing quite quickly when you reached forward and grabbed his leaking dick. “Y-You know… how we put the textbooks u-underneath the pillows and hoped they w-would magically transfer their knowledge into o-our brains…over night?”

He chuckled and stammered at the same time as little gasps interrupted him due to your handjob. You successfully smeared his pre-cum all over himself and he was so close to bursting, however, he didn’t let himself get that far. All he wanted was to be inside of you – now!

“Nope, only ya did that, stupid. I studied properly.” Now, you also had to giggle. What kind of explanation was that even? You didn’t know but just left it at: It’s Atsumu, what did you expect?

At last, you opened the condom and properly rolled it down his throbbing length, before you sat back and pulled down your panties as well. Atsumu watched you intensely when you crawled back, the yukata so disheveled your breasts spilled out and it also only hung loosely around your waist anymore. As he predicted, watching you on top of him was just amazing. His fingernails dug into your thighs as he watched you lowering yourself onto his hard cock. You were incredibly wet (he did mentally pat himself on the back for that) and it seemed you didn’t feel any pain as you pushed down and swallowed his dick effortlessly. The little gasps and moans that spilled from your lips were the perfect addition to that beautiful scenery.

Once you completely took him in, you were still a little shy and only moved your hips a bit so you wouldn’t jiggle all over. But Atsumu had a different idea when he grabbed your big hips and urged you to move more with a simple thrust upwards. You had to bite your lip in order to not get too loud as you scraped together all your courage. The light wasn’t too bright and he was right, he had seen you before, he even ate you out before, so really, why did you hold back? He knew you, he knew your body and he knew you were big.

And thus, you let go of the fear and started bouncing on top of him as well. As predicted, your heavy breasts moved a lot, together with your belly, but all Atsumu saw was his longtime crush’s sexy body on top of him, dancing for him and only him. He loved the view. He didn’t know it was possible, but he might have gotten even harder watching you, plus your pussy was so overwhelmingly wet and soft inside. Your walls fluttered whenever you came down onto his hips, sending a shockwave of pleasure throughout his groin; the setter could barely hold back from seriously plunging into you from underneath.

The sweet, quiet moans and grunts from Atsumu spurred you on as well. His face was lightly illuminated by the flashlight, but what you could see was the red ears and soft rosy hue on his cheeks as he stared at you with shimmering eyes. How could someone look at you like that? What would you have given to make Osamu look at you like that? To make him melt underneath you like that. Though at the same time, a groaned “(Y/n), fuck!” was all it took to cut that train of thought. And to your surprise, you didn’t revisit it again.

Instead, you tightened up, giving Atsumu even more friction as his breathing got heavier. Something inside you wanted to see him release so badly. Even though it felt incredibly good for you as well, you didn’t really touch your clit and thus didn’t have that boiling feeling of an orgasm approaching, however, as you kept watching him, you thought that was enough. Just seeing Atsumu’s blissfull o-face was enough to satisfy you.

“Fuck, fuck. I don’t wanna… yet…”, he growled with clenched teeth, but was at your mercy regardless.

He had fantasized about you riding him before. So it was inevitable that he soon was doomed as his hips vigorously moved to get the most friction. The noisy water sounds from all that heavy banging was also amazing. Thus, he approached his release way too quickly and before you could realize it, Atsumu had to bite down harshly on his lip or he would have moaned loudly as his cock jerked inside of you, filling up the condom. Once again, the thought of “if only there wasn’t a condom” struck you and left you embarrassed but intrigued like always.

“Shit… fuck…”, he cursed under heavy breathing while he watched you as you rose from your position. His dick slipped out right away and since he didn’t want it to become too messy, he grabbed the condom with trembling fingers and discarded it the proper way – for now at least.

However, if you thought Atsumu was done, you thought wrong. Without another word, he got a second condom and when you wanted to already say something, he grabbed you and smashed his mouth on yours. As you wrapped your arms around his neck and hungrily returned the kisses, Atsumu’s own hands groped at your luscious ass again and pulled you in more. Even though he might have not been ready immediately, he was patient enough to wait. For the meantime, he slipped his hand between your thighs.

“Mhmhn, T-Tsumu…”, you groaned in surprise when his two fingers hit your most sensitive part.

As his arm held you in place, the other worked between your legs as he let his index and middle finger slip into your soaked pussy and his thumb kept playing with your swollen, hard clit. Since you were both kneeling on the futon, your thighs visibly shook as he vigorously used his now slick coated fingers to rub and flick your clit between them. He held you properly as you moaned and mewled into his mouth, making sure you weren’t too loud as he pushed you over the edge as well.

While your nails dug into his shoulders, you pressed your voluptuous breasts against his chest and let your hips grind against his hand to ride out the orgasm. Truly, he wished he could have seen it properly, but the feeling against his body alone was enough to get him hard again. Even when you pulled back, a little bit of drool on your lips and glistening eyes, he felt his dick bounce again.

“Fuck…”, you gasped for breath and then slowly looked down as he wrapped his, in pussy juice covered fingers, around his stiff cock.

“Y’are really… energetic… today…”, you huffed and then gasped in surprise when he suddenly grabbed your hips and spun you around on the futon.

“O-Oi! S-Seriously… what is up with ya… today… throwing me… in all those weird positions…?”, you whimpered breathlessly when he pressed himself against your back.

“Mnnnhh!” Biting down on your tongue, you felt Atsumu slip inside you once again. In the corner of your eyes you could just see the condom wrapper flying away, before you had to squeeze them shut when he started thrusting.

With more mobility now, he cupped your juicy chest from behind, squeezing and massaging your heavy breasts yet again as he shoved himself deep into you. At first, the sensation was overwhelming and it even hurt a little so suddenly, but Atsumu truly was the perfect size, neither too big nor too small, and quickly, you got used to it and spread your legs even further to feel him even deeper.

“T-sumu…Tsu…muuuu!”, you moaned out his nickname, involuntarily spurring him on with that even more.

Atsumu as well, grunted and growled your name, his lips attached to your neck as he really had to hold himself back not to mark you there for everyone to see.

“I love you, I love you, I love you!”, he thought over and over as his hips moved vigorously, careful not to utter those words out loud.

And when the setter reached down and started playing with your overstimulated, throbbing clit in conjunction with his uncontrolled thrusts, your body shook incessantly. Something was definitely coming. A strong feeling you hadn’t felt before arose.

“W-Wait… Wait… Atsumu wait…”, you tried your best to make him stop with your quiet stuttering, but the setter wouldn’t listen to you.

A part of you was thankful he didn’t though as you thought you might ascend any moment from all the pleasure, while the other, smaller, part in you was scared of what was about to happen. You had never felt so good, not while masturbating, nor during any of the other times you’ve had sex with him so far.

“(Y/n)… (Y/n)… Gonna… again…”, he huffed and groaned against your neck as his hips thrusted uncontrolled and without stopping.

Atsumu didn’t even realize how much he pushed you right now as he just wanted to make you feel as good as he felt, hence he kept rubbing your sensitive clit and pinching your hard nipple. The movement of his hips became sloppy and uncoordinated as he got close to his second release. Too overstimulated from the first time, he kept going, drilling into you relentlessly.

“Tsu-uumuuu pl-please… W-Wait, I-I feel… weird… ahnhh!”, you moaned into your hands that desperately clasped your mouth to not leak any loud sounds.

However, it was too late, Atsumu didn’t listen to you and you felt like you had crossed the point of no return just now. He kept fucking you until his hips stopped and his cock jerked inside of you, releasing everything once again into the condom. For you, that was the last push you needed as you tightened your core, almost painfully so, the friction of his cock and the flicking fingers finally pushing you over the edge like never before.

Atsumu felt your drenched pussy cramping and massaging his oversensitive dick even more, wringing him dry of any seed. All while he watched your body that spasmed and writhed in pleasure, the moans getting caught by your hands as you desperately pressed them over your mouth.

You came so hard he was overwhelmed as well. It was soaking wet between your luscious thighs and for a second a word popped into his mind: Squirting! However, when he looked down further onto the futon, he realized it was not wet and thus, the thought flitted away again. Though, with how your body shook when you crawled away and fell onto the futon, he knew one thing for sure: That was an intense orgasm you had.

“Oh… Oh God… I.. I thought… I was gonna… fuck…”, you suddenly sobbed and even though he was still kind of delirious, he immediately reacted.

“Ah, I’m sorry, (Y/n), I’m-“ Though you silenced him with a simple kiss and his already crazily beating heart only jumped higher. You were going to kill him one day.

“Nhn… don’t apologize… it was good… I-I don’t know why… I’m crying…”, you truthfully sniffled and tried to calm down your racing heart and trickling tears.

Happy, Atsumu fell back onto the futon as well, gasping for air together with you as he ignored the sticky condom on his shrinking dick for just a few minutes more. At least until he could properly think again. Because that was intense.

“That was… amazing. Thank you… (Y/n)… Ya were amazing.”, he laughed in glee in between heavy gasps.

That also made you smile and you gently punched his biceps.

“Mooh… Seriously… what is up with ya…today? Getting me… in all these weird… positions and all… I never… came like that before…”

“Hahaha, sorry… I just… got a little carried away. Thanks though.”, he chuckled and grinned as if he was high, that’s how happy he was.

“Mh.” That was all you managed to grumble because you were done.

After a while, Atsumu finally got up and rid of the used condom. As you had calmed down enough, you put on the yukata properly again, before you both got into the private bathrooms of your room. Bless the twin’s aunt for renovating the old building a few years back, because if you had to snuck out to get to the public bathroom to clean up now? You would have died of embarrassment.

Quickly, you tidied up and then slipped back into the futon – one futon. You couldn’t have imagined how happy he was when you snuggled into his arms. He knew it was mean, but he mentally thanked Suna for the little story he had told, because if he hadn’t… You two wouldn’t have had such amazing sex and cuddled at the end of it.

“Goodnight.”

“Mhh Night.”, you groggily mumbled as you were already half asleep.

Hence, Atsumu reached out, turned off the flashlight on his phone and also went to sleep.

The first day of the trip was already a major success and hopefully… it would only continue to get better from here on out!

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next part (XV) >> || masterlist

all characters canonically under 18 are always aged up in explicit nsfw situations ; english is not my native language so i apologize for any mistakes

#miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu #hq x reader #chubby reader #smut

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teamatsumu · 9 months

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haikyuu masterlist

･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ last updated -> 24-02-2024

･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ characters i write for -> here

OIKAWA TOORU:

⦿ GOOD ENOUGH ➡ soulmate AU, angst, self-deprecation

MIYA ATSUMU:

⦿ PRAISE ➡ fluff, swearing, suggestive content

⦿ ONE DAY ➡ post-break up, nsfw, slight angst

⦿ WRONG TWIN? ➡ fluff, friends to lovers, slight angst

⦿ NECK KISSES ➡ short drabble, smut

MIYA OSAMU:

⦿ WAS I MEANT TO LOVE YOU? ➡ soulmate au, angst, multipart series

SUNA RINTAROU:

⦿ KEPT ME WAITING ➡ a/b/o dynamics, smut, slight angst

KUROO TETSUROU:

⦿ PROOF ➡ chubby!reader, smut, office sex

SAKUSA KIYOOMI:

⦿ HIS FORM OF LOVE ➡ smut, established relationship, pwp

⦿ COMPRESSION ➡ fluff, humor, manager!reader

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI:

⦿ CRUSH ➡ fluff, set in high school

⦿ APEX ➡ a/b/o dynamics, sfw, fluff

SUGAWARA KOUSHI:

⦿ JEALOUS ➡ fluff, possessive!suga

IWAIZUMI HAJIME:

⦿ WORSHIP ➡ smut, iwaizumi loves reader’s ass

AONE TAKANOBU:

⦿ GENTLE ➡ fluff, high school setting

MULTIPLE X READER:

⦿ ALL EYES ON YOU ➡ (seijoh 4 x reader) smut, voyeurism

HEADCANONS:

⦿ TYPES OF BOYFRIENDS ➡ fluff, smut, nsfw, swearing

⦿ DRUNKEN KISSES ➡ fluff, mentions of alcohol

⦿ WHAT THEY ARE LIKE ON FLIGHTS ➡ fluff

EVENT MASTERLISTS:

⦿ KINKTOBER 2023 ➡ complete masterlist

⦿ VALENTINE’S DAY EVENT ➡ complete masterlist

all my work is entirely original and my own. please do not repost on any other platform

#masterlist #haikyuu fanfiction #miya atsumu x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #kozume kenma x reader #suna rintaro x reader #sawamura daichi x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader

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merl0t · 7 months

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@himbokutoes haikyuu archive

all of this is from 2020-2021 so keep in mind when ur reading that i was (still am) shit at writing….

[ f - fluff | a - angst | m - mature | s - smut | dc - dark ]

★ fics

heartbeat | atsumu x reader | 𖦹 f , a , m

goodbye, miya | atsumu x reader | 𖦹 a

victory sex | atsumu x reader x bokuto | 𖦹 s

smoke tricks | suna x reader | 𖦹 m

sex talk | suna x reader | 𖦹 s

★ smaus

team rivalry | atsumu x reader x bokuto | 𖦹 f , a

fluorescent | hanamaki x reader x matsukawa | 𖦹 f , m

angel baby! | atsumu x reader | 𖦹 f

★ scenarios / hcs

safe word | ukai, atsumu, suna | 𖦹 a , s

safe word | iwaizumi, ushijima, tsukishima | 𖦹 a , s

unsent messages | suna | 𖦹 a

chubby!r in thigh highs | atsumu, suna, bokuto | 𖦹 f

spicy headcanons | suna | 𖦹 m , s

spicy headcanons | bokuto | 𖦹 m , s

spicy headcanons | atsumu | 𖦹 m, s

boyfriend headcanons | atsumu, osamu | 𖦹 f

boyfriend headcanons | kageyama, suna | 𖦹 f

christmas headcanons | seijoh four | 𖦹 f

★ asks / requests

ass men | 𖦹 f , m

tiddy men vs thigh men | 𖦹 f , m

#masterlist #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut

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uravitypng · 14 days

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Shameless smut for atsumu with a chubby reader?👉🏼👈🏼

you ask and i deliver <333 (because i can't help myself when it comes to writing about tsumu asdfghjk.) there may be some mistakes in this, it's only something short i wrote so hopefully you like this short shameless smut everyone !! i love atsumu with a chubby reader, here's a full fic i did with atsumu and a chubby reader (x)

"don't blame me. it's yer fault for looking so hot. you can't blame me when my wife looks so good."

"wife? not yet." you try and pull your dress back down but atsumu isn't having it and swats your hand away, not letting you.

"shut yer trap, ya know what i mean." while keeping your dress bunched up he runs his large hands over your thick thighs, enjoying your soft skin underneath his hands.

you giggle at his response but your laugh is cut off as he places a kiss over your clothed clit making you gasp. " 's not my fault when you look so hot in that dress, clinging to all your curves like that. you're making me go crazy." he pulls down your underwear and throws them somewhere behind them not taking any notice to where, "we can be a little late."

"a little?" you snort as you stare of in the direction of your discarded clothes. he smirks and kisses your hip, pulling down your dress too at the top so that your tits are on display and your dress is only covering the middle part of your body. atsumu pulls down your bra and gropes your breasts.

"this is stupid," he says suddenly before he starts pulling up your dress to take it off completely and moves up to face you so he can look at how pretty you are.

"i thought you said it looked hot?" you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to kiss him.

his clothes come off just as rushed as yours did, hastily pulling down his jeans and boxers all at once. he quickly threw them behind him too, getting the same treatment as your clothes did.

atsumu lifted your thigh up, resting his palm at the bottom, where he's slung your thigh over his shoulder and he's folding your body as he plunges his fat cock into you. your wet heat envelops him and he groans, "jesus baby, i love you s'much."

he ruts into you hard and fast, causing your plush body to jiggle with each thrust and atsumu doesn't know where to look, you look like a goddess in his eyes and every inch of you is perfect he just doesn't know where to look. your tummy rolls that are squished together, your breasts that freely bounce without any bra, your cute face and chubby cheeks, your pretty pussy that keeps sucking him back in with every thrust, not wanting him to go, leaving a creamy ring at the base of his cock with every thrust. he can't decide where to look- you're perfect.

you admire how handsome your fiancee is above you, bleached dyed hair that's became messy after him jumping on you, a light sheen of sweat covers his forehead and his lips plump, looking slightly swollen from how much you've been kissing. you reach a hand up and tug his hair, pulling him down so he's close enough for you to kiss again and you do kiss.

one hand is still holding onto your thigh occasionally squeezing the softness making him harder. his other hand is holding onto one of your hands, fingers intertwined. "love you too 'tsumu!" you moan and you're gripping onto his hand even tighter.

you turn up to dinner late, very late.

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dolliestfairy · 10 months

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ TW: Noncon, Housewife kink, Masturbation, threesome, nonconsexual kissing, breeding kink, jealousy, Double penetration(?), and a little pervert-y. lmk if i miss anything. chubby reader fics with no skintone of reader mentioned.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Word count : 2,2K

imagine having a duo who have a housewife kink.. like everytime they see you doing literally anything -- theres always this dirty unholy thoughts of them about you in the back of their mind, and the fact that they actually know it each other but never actually opened up to you. they always masturbate with themself, while thinking about your plump bellies swelling with their kids, having their babies, making them foods before and after they work, giving them kisses on their cheeks when they just got home, and then get pregnant again at the end of the night. one of the duos cant even see you straight in the face just because this thoughts really really devouring them. the one other can cover it better than their other ones but still.. they're still flustered as well.

this all will be out of the window when one of them start kissing you in the lips without your concern at all. the other one who witness all of it becomes heavy-jelly until they start to meet their lips on yours while the other ones just seeing both of you exchange each others saliva. and only a minute after that, the one that seeing both of you exchange each other saliva start to open your skirt up and take down your lower clothes, making you panic. you try to push the ones that has been swallowing your lips this whole moments but you forget both of them were strong. more strong enough to hold you down within it. when you finally get strip to naked, and they start to put their fingers into you, at this rate your emotions are mixed up. theres horny, angry, dissapointed, embarassed, and just.. want it to be over. you close your eyes to protect yourself from seeing those hornyble experiences, until one of them start slapping your cheeks, making you scream but the other ones who is pounding into you quickly shoved their hands into your mouth to shut down your screams. one of them starts begging the other ones to speed it up because they want to feel the feelings of fucking you too! but the one that was fucking you right there and then cant just get enough of you! i mean how could they? you're just so.. delicious, so delicate and.. plump, begged for their creams. its just a matter of time before the other ones start to be really really impatient until they cant take it anymore as they strip their own self naked and start to pound you in a different hole. at this rate.. you dont know what to do. all you can do is just.. stay there and wait until its over.. you dont even know which holes both of them pounding at. what matters is now that, you're doomed. and you're really really doomed to be their housewife. they dont really gave a shit about the fact if they can really impregnate you or not, but they do gave a shit about the fact that giving you a kid -- adopted or not, will tied you to both of them, together and forever.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The Duos that i'm talking about are ;

SATORU & SUGURU [Jjk] MIYA ATSUMU & MIYA OSAMU [Hq] Rindou Haitani & Ran Haitani [tokyo revengers] Itoshi Sae & Itoshi Rin [blue lock] BOKUTO & AKAASHI [Hq] Tendou & Ushijima [Hq] Akiteru Tsukishima & Kei Tsukishima [Hq] HAWKS & DABI [Mha] SUKUNA & YUUJI [Jjk] Jiraiya & Orochimaru [naruto] KAEYA & DILUC [genshin impact] Stu Macher & Billy Loomis [Scream].

did i forget anyone!? insert ur fav!

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amelachite · 2 years

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Tell me you like me~ NSFW

Note: This is my first time publishing my writing idk if its good so pls dont come after me!! I also love HELPFUL criticism so if you have any pls let me know!

I tried to use gender neutral terms but I sometimes forget sorry, chubby reader! Fem body!

Minors Do Not Interact!!!!!!

Warnings!: vaginal penetration, oral sex (m-f), bullying (more tease than anything!!), pet names (pretty girl, stupid baby, slut ect), public sex??(Janitors closet) creampie, breeding kink

He first noticed you when you were paired together for a science project, you were so cute to him!!! The way your body had so many twist and turns and perfect curves. The way your lips were so plump and you frowned whenever he said anything a little dirty.

After the first time you pouted at him he was sold.

You were going to be his whether you like it or not :/

So he worked tirelessly to wear you down, making a routine to always sit next to you in every class, to tease you and mock you when you got upset with him. He utilized well placed touches on your plump thighs and whispered in your ear when seemingly no one was looking.

You tried your best to keep your previous social life before he came around but it was hard. He didn't like you being around other guys expressing to you that, "Men are animals you cant trust them!"

Which would always make you roll your eyes, though you manged to keep one friend, another "nerd" as he put it. He was nice, flirted with you sometimes but it was nervous flirting not like his.

It pissed him off, a lot. Though it all came to heads one day when he caught you two kissing. What the hell was that loser doing kissing his girl? He saw red.

After your scandalous kiss you were going toward English, though before you could make it there you were snatched up and dragged you into a dark closet.

"Hey let go-" Before you could even finish your sentence his mouth collided with yours, it was a mean and dominant kiss, biting and nibbling on your lips.

When he talked he had a growl to his voice, "Kissing that fucking loser." He spat between sloppy kisses his hands grabbing every inch of you that he could. Your hips, the rolls that your skirt fit perfectly around.

Your pretty tits sitting so perfectly in your bra you tried to get him to slow down to wait a minute but he was not having it. I mean who could blame him? catching his girl his pretty baby kissing some loser?

"Stupid girl you really had to piss me off huh?"

With ease he tore your underwear aside, grabbing your thighs and yanking you up onto his shoulders as he got right between your pretty thighs. Biting and sucking in bruises making you cry as you tried to push his head away. At least to get the pain to stop.

"W-wait! Wait slow down! AH!" You whined as his mouth attached to your cunt his tongue going to work without a second thought he ate you out so lewdly. Someone passing by could easily hear the slurping noises your hands got tangled up in his locks pulling hard on them. Making him moan into your cunt, the vibrations pushing you over the edge.

You came hard, harder than you ever had, you didn't even have time to suck in the breaths you needed before he started again. This time pushing a thick long finger into you, your pretty cunt drooled around his finger making him laugh you.

"So eager for me huh? You like my tongue that much? Huh pretty slut?" Your thighs shook on his shoulders as you tried to hold yourself up on the shelf but your whole body felt like jelly.

"P-Please slow down... please." "Hm? You want me to slow down? Alright fine. I'll slow down."

He smirked up at you menacingly as he continued to pump his finger in and out of your sopping cunt slowly, curling it to hit your g-spot this was somehow worse. It was all so little and too much at the same time.

"Look at you! You're dripping all over the floor. You like me that much huh? Like me that much Y/N?" He continued verbally abusing you teasing your g-spot as he pushed in another finger you tried to cover your mouth in attempt to keep quiet. Though he put a stop to that pretty quickly.

Grabbing your hands and holding them down on the shelf, "M' gonna cum... I'm gonna cum again!"

Your cries were like music to his ears, so soft and cute and this picture before him of your furrowed brows the sweat glistening on your skin as you squirmed underneath him. Biting at your lip between your bottom teeth.

Now he couldn't hold back, speeding up his fingers watching as you came again for the second time on his fingers, "Look at that, look at this pretty hole."

He teased leaning forward again and licking up your clit, " You want me in here pretty girl?" You could only nod quickly, embarrassingly quickly, he stood up between your legs looming over you as he leaned closer to your mouth. "You want my cock stupid girl?"

"Mhm." "Say it. Say you like me." Your brows furrowed why was he asking you about liking him in a time like this? You just wanted him to unravel that knot he built up again as he slowly thumbed your sensitive clit.

"Say you like me and I'll fuck you stupid."

Your face was flushed refusing to look him in the eye thats when he grabbed your chin forcing you to look up at him, as he tilted his head to the side. "Say it stupid girl."

"I like you..."

Like that, a switched flipped in his brain, you heard the zipper to his jeans felt the bulge in his boxers as he rubbed it against you, getting you all over his boxers. Making such a cute wet print on him!

God I mean really! You were too much!

Without another thought he eased himself into you, his cock was huge, it felt like it was ripping you in-half but he cooed into your ear, telling you how well you were doing and how good you felt around him.

"Yeah, such a pretty pussy for me. Fit so good around me."

"You're too big..."

"Yeah? You like it?"

You nodded into his shoulder scratching at his broad and muscular back, "I feel much better than that loser dont I?"

"S-so much better..."

You hadn't even had sex with that other guy but you were so brain dead, feeling so good on his cock you didn't care you would've agreed to anything he said. Though he wasn't fairing much better either, you squeezed him so good velvety walls clamped down as he set a rough pace.

He held you up with strong arms, both of you getting so close to breaking. "G-gonna cum! M' gonna cum!"

"Go ahead baby cum on my cock for me."

He sped up his pace, it was sloppy but effective in making you cream those cute white rings around his cock. Even if you came he kept going, hammering into you like a piston as you cried out.

"No more! No more!"

To shut you up he put his lips on yours, he kissed you deeply it was almost sweet as he continued abusing your pretty cunt, deciding he hadn't made you cum enough he put his thumb on your puffy clit abusing it he snapped.

Pouring buckets of cum into you, it felt weird, warm and filling you both stayed put just attempting to catch your breaths. Your legs were jelly.

"Say you like me." "Mm?" "Say you like me I wanna hear it."

"I like you.... a lot."

You grumbled, making him chuckle as he leaned in and kissed you again. "Yeah I like you a lot too stupid girl."

Naur cause why did I write a fuckin noveL. Really sat here and said that I was gonna write something short and sweet. Now look at me.

#x reader #haikyuuxreader #haikyuu x plus size reader #attack on titan #eren x you #eren x y/n #chubby reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #nanami kento #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #hinata shoyo #kuroo tetsuro #miya atsumu #smut

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nanikoreeeh · 3 years

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⫸ matter of confidence

ft. miya atsumu x chubby!reader

⇝ sometimes is hard to love yourself, and when you found what kind of potn atsumu has been getting off to you can't help but compare to those skinny and pretty girls. atsumu feels like you are slipping away until it reaches the breaking point. now cards are on the table.

꙰ warnings; angst, body image issues, dry humping, minor dirty talk, sex overall, pent up feelings, happy ending cause i was in the mood.

a/n; kinda wanna make a second part that is full fledged smut just beacuse, i felt this fic ended when it needed to end, but let me now in the comments or in an ask if you'd like like for a second part. feedback is widely apreciated c:

You really try to not let it bother you. It’s just porn, porn isn’t real, porn is fake, you insist on repeating to yourself. Porn is specifically designed to cater to a certain demographic, you play it on repeat over and over again, and yet the doubt, the fear, the self consciousness nests at the back of your head, on a space inside your rib cages that has you pulling out of your closet bigger hoodies, bigger shirts, and only baggy sweatpants or super fitting jeans to make sure everything extra is properly compressed, because the thing is that porn might not be real, but those girls in the videos are.

They are so petite, so slim, they look so frail and you can’t help but compare yourself with them. about how you do not look the same beside him, about how contrasting the image of the two of you together is. you start hating yourself in a way you’ve never hated yourself before, not even at you lowest.

He loves me, wants me. you repeat to yourself over and over again, it’s all in your head… and yet, it’s been almost a month without sex. yes, you’ve both been busy with work, and life but still… what if it’s something else. what if he just doesn’t want you anymore, what if the novelty of fucking you has whore down and now he wants someone who looks, well, not like you….

Atsumu crosses the threshold into your shared apartment and his stomach roars with the smell of freshly made dinner. He is beat, but at least he can have some peace with you before going to bed, getting ready for the season is draining almost all of his energy.

he smiles softly as he watches you at the table, a plate already set for him and a welcoming smile on your face as you ask him about his day.

He pecks your lips quickly a habit out of custom that still manages to make his insides warm. “Same old, same old, been trying to hone my serves to match that monster ushiwaka, remember that i told you about…”

As he rambles about his day Atsumu fails to notice that you are not eating with him.

“Hey, (y/n) you are not eating?”

“I already ate, thank you”. Atsumu can’t see your face since you are facing the sink as you reach for his favorite cup to serve him some tea, but he feels something is off in your voice.

“Don’t want seconds?”

“I’m fine”.

◭

His hands are on your ass, tongue deep in your mouth as you breathe into the kiss. It’s late, he knows he is late, he knows he should’ve been home at least an hour ago, but the practice was just good. His serves were stronger, his setting was perfect, everything telling him he could take his team to victory.

And he found you already in bed half asleep, but the peek of your ass tempting him from your shorts is enough to make his already half hard cock from the adrenaline of the late training to be fully erect. He humps into you as you grip his arms, and you are so warm, and smell so good that he doesn’t notice it: He doesn’t notice how stiff you are, how you aren’t leaning onto his touch like usual, or how you do not let him touch you.

“You need to sleep Tsumu, tomorrow’s a big day.” You are right, he is sleepy, but he is also horny, so when you thrust your hand onto the waistband of his shorts he lets you take care of him and he is soon writing under your touch, warm capitulation covering your fingers as sleep washes over him after his orgasm.

◭

Atsumu doesn’t want to think too much about it, he gets that he’s been busy and he knows that he’s been neglecting you; but if you could let him make it up to you. You smile at him in the mornings, and you sweep his hair back from his forehead, you kiss his cheek goodnight and rub his shoulders as he gets out of the shower but… you feel distant, and no matter how hard he tries to keep you in his grasp, it feels like you are slipping away.

“C’mon babe..”he purrs in your ear as he tries to get you out of your shirt… “Let me see you”.

Can’t you see he is pleading? Why do you keep pushing him away.He asks again, and you yank his hand off from your body, his bigger frame hovering over you exhaling a loud grunt. He doesn't want to say what he says next, but you are giving him nothing.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! I’m getting sick of this you know…”

He picks himself off from your body, not giving you a chance to answer, not giving himself a chance to see your expression cause he already knows he won’t like it anyway. Right now he wants to be angry at you so he really doesn’t need to see your face right now.

◭

Atsumu is officially freaking out, he’s called you over fifteen times but there’s no sight from you. He’s called your friends, he’s called his own friends but none of them know about your whereabouts. You can’t be too far right?

Surely if you were to leave him you would have taken your things with you, you would’ve at least left a note. He thinks he deserves a note if you are planning on breaking his heart.

He is woken up by the sound of the door closing, he jumps off the couch so fast that he flips over the coffee table but he is too busy hurrying toward the genkan to care about it.

You give him a look, a nervous one and stand still, unsure of wheter to come in or not.

“Hey”. You mutter, Atsumu sees you are gripping your phone tightly, the screen is lit and for a second he wants to scream at you for not picking up his calls.

“Hey.” His throat is dry, he couldn't move either. He notices you’ve been crying and his instinct makes him take a step towards you. He breathes slowly, trying to put his thoughts together, trying to undo the knot that is choking him.

You can see in his eyes that he is hurt, that he is pain, and you feel your lips tremble, the resolution which you gathered to come back home slipping away.

“Atsumu…”

“I thought you’d left”.

“I needed some air”.

“I thought you’d left for good”.

“Sorry”. Your voice is too quiet and you don’t like it. But the intense look Atsumu is giving you is not helping.

You can see he doesn't like your answer, if anything he looks offended.

“That’s it?!” You flinch at his words, at his stare, and you are too hurt to hold down your tears.

His angry stare falters, but it’s not enough to soften his features. Still, he tries to reach for your hand. Atsumu has never been one to be moved by tears anyways and it’s not like you are trying to manipulate him into forgetting everything.

“What else do you want me to say?” You sob out in a choked voice as you hold onto his hand. His grip tightens around your hand and he pulls you towards him.

“Maybe answer the fucking phone so I know your fine!”

“I’m fine”.

“Bulshit”. He lets go of your hand and his teeth are gritted, he pulls his hair out of his face, fingers kneading through the knots as he tries to even his respiration. You can see he is trying to not lash out.

“Look, I know I shouldn’t have said that, okay…” He reaches for your chin softly, lifting your face so that you can see he means what he says. “I’m just… I…”

“Tsumu…”

“I just feel like we are not working anymore…”

You knew it. Of course you knew it. You’ve been delusional trying to fool yourself of course, but you’ve known since you scrolled into his damn history almost three weeks ago. Almost three week ago?

A sob rakes through your body as a new wave of tears dampens your cheeks.

“I know Tsumu… Is fine, I think he should break up too”.

He chokes. Feels like you’ve just punched him in the stomach.

“What?” He spits, and to your surprise his eyes are tearing up, he sniffles loudly as he tries to hold it in. His grip on your chin grows tighter. “The fuck you talking about? I don’t wanna break up…”

“What?” You really hate how weak and strangled your voice sounds, you really hate that you are full out crying now, holding onto his strong arms as every doubt you’ve had over the past week runs down your chubby cheeks as you cry into his chest.

“I’m sorry okay, I’m sorry for being like that before but I miss you, and you don’t let me touch you so I got angry and snapped, but don’t cry okay, please…”

“I saw your laptop the other day.” You confess, head still hidden in his chest.

“My laptop?”

“I was curious so I peeked a bit and saw… some porn”.

Atsumu tries to remember the last time he had time to watch porn, almost two months ago, at the beginning of the pre season, he was stressed and pent up, and oh damn.

“Shit, Y/N, look I’m sorry it doesn’t mean anything, you were so busy with work that I didn’t wanna bother you and it’s just porn you know…”

“It does” you gasp into his chest, “because I’m not like them”.

He is confused. He didn’t think it was that big of a deal. “Of course you’re not like them babe, they are just actresses”.

“You idiot, I don’t mean that! I’m fat and they are not!!” You finally show him your face as you try to control the trembling from your bottom lip. “I’m fat and they are not”.

And it finally dawns on him. Shit, shit, shit. He wraps you around his arms. “Babe, I know you are fat”.

You choke into his embrace and he regrets his choice of words immediately.

“Fuck, I mean… I’m sorry if I didn’t make you feel like…” He doesn’t like seeing you like this, it burns his insides and he just wants to leave this all behind. He thought you knew how much he loves you, how much he wants you, but what if it wasn’t enough.

“Look, Y/N… I’m sorry if I made you feel like I don't, you know…”

You lift your head up, puffy eyes staring into his. Fuck, you are too beautiful for him, you shouldn’t be crying like this.

“Hey, look I know I’ve been busy with becoming the top setter of the nation, but I want you to be proud of me…”

“I am Tsumu, I’m so proud of you”.

He feels like he is gonna melt. You have no right to be like this, to make his knees shake like a teenager in love, to make his gut jump in excitement and his stomach flutter with so much buzzing happiness.

“And I think you are the most beautiful girl there is in the world so… please don’t think that I don’t ever again, okay?”.

He is forcing you head into his chest, but you can almost feel the heat radiating from his cheeks.

“Are you perhaps blushing, Tsumu?”

“Mocking me already?” He sighs, the weight of his chest lightening as he hears your voice sound more relaxed, more you.

“Sometimes it is hard...” You confess, almost too quietly, afraid of admitting out loud what has been eating you inside. “I know I should love myself, and I do… most of the time, I just got nervous because the girls in the videos looked so small, and so I thought maybe you’d like someone like them better than me and…”

“Shut up will ya?” He leans down, one of his hands placing itself at the nape of your head as he kisses you, it’s firm, it’s rough and it’s deep. It has you leaning into him, and you can feel it pressing into you as his free hand sneaks to grab a fistful of your ass.

“Tsumu…”

“Imma take good care of you babe, gonna fuck you so good you won’t have to worry your pretty little head with any of that stuff,” You whimper in his arms as his fngers start teassing your pussy over your pants. “Only thing you are going to be able to think by the end of tonight is how much you love my cock and how much I love your body”.

#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #chubby reader #w. body image #w. angst #w. smut #— from sun’s book

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iwas-princess · 1 year

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miya atsumu • the big tiddie committee

“they’re so pretty, ‘tsumu.” you giggled, starstruck as you stared down at his broad chest, his pert pink nipples catching your attention.

they were hypnotizing, immediately making you drool the moment he lifted his tight black t-shirt to reveal them to you. the baby pink hue faded into his cream skin perfectly, so deliciously that your breath always hitched if you focused on it for too long.

your core was pressed up against his bare middle, his washboard abs creating a slight friction between your thin cotton panties— which didn’t help the very irritating throb between your legs that his glorious tits are at fault for.

he was sculpted by aphrodite, you were sure of it, every angle of the blonde miya twin was stunningly perfect and never failed to make you incredibly horny— like now.

now as you stared down at his giving chest, the plump muscles of his tits mixed with the prettiest shade of pink causing your little brain to go in overdrive at the sight.

heaven; that’s what this was.

pure, cloud filled heaven.

he smirked as he watched your eyes gloss over in desperation, your brain just about to shut down for the night and accept the fate of gooning over him— to which you’ll do proudly, may i add. he loved when you got like this, so easy to manipulate and excite.

“ya like my tits so much, don’t ‘ya, doll?”

you nodded slowly, hazily as you blinked at him tiredly. he found it endearing how easy your mind could slip just from the graceful sight of his hard earned boobs and looked forward to this unspoken night routine.

his thumb stroked your bare thigh tenderly, admiring your hypnotized state from below you with a small smirk on his face. not a smirk of cockiness or mischief, but one of confidence. confident that you would always be his because he was certain that no one else’s tits would lure you in like he could. that no other man’s nipples were are pink and hard as his. that no other guy would let you suckle on them before bed each night, or stare at them and mumbled about how mesmerizing they were— you could only ever get that with him.

and he would always happily provide that slice of happiness for you, no matter what time of day.

“can i suck?” you ask meekly, heat flushing out your cheeks as you nervously ask the question you’ve been waiting all day for.

he smiles widely, a small raspy chuckle leaving his plump lips at your shy nature. even as you straddled his torso in nothing but his old practice shirt and a pair of pink panties, your eyes completely glossy and trained on his chest, you were still so sheepish. he though it was so cute.

“go ahead, beautiful. ya’ve earned it.”

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bitch-for-bo · 3 years

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Jealousy (Miya Atsumu x chubby reader)

POST TIME SKIP

Bokuto and his childhood best friend have gotten awfully close lately, a little too close for Atsumu's liking. He's mad about how much attention you give to Bokuto after a game, when you confront him about his attitude, things quickly get out of control.

ABSOLUTELY NO MINORS ALLOWED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Atsumu’d had enough. He’d been watching you shamelessly ogle over and compliment Bokuto for the last five minutes, and you’d failed to notice him or congratulate him once. All he’d gotten so far was a quick kiss along with a ‘good game’ before you’d ran over to Bokuto to hype the hitter up.

He didn’t care that you were just having a light good-natured conversation with your childhood friend. All he could focus on was the way that your bodies were unconsciously tilted towards each other or how Bokuto’s hands were lingering a little too much as he wrapped them around you for a hug.

It wasn’t just today either. All it had been with you for the last week at least, was how awesome and strong Bokuto was. Not to mention how built he was. God, you went to the gym with Bokuto once, and now you wouldn’t stop rambling about how surprisingly ripped the spiker was beneath his jersey.

All it was was,

“Oh my god, did you know that Bokuto can hip thrust almost 600 pounds! God! He could crush me with those thighs!”

“We were goofing off and Bokuto actually picked me up and squatted me!”

All of these things were said in front of the whole MSMBY team, causing Bokuto to puff up with pride, Hinata to marvel at his awesomeness, Sakusa not to care, and Atsumu to go off and seeth to himself.

Of course, you didn’t know the effect that you had on Atsumu. You couldn’t tell that every time you playfully flirted with Bokuto, telling him how handsome and strong he was, that Atsumu was filled with the urge to rip you away and fuck you right in front of the whole team, letting them know just who you belonged to.

You didn’t know this because, while Atsumu was incredible at communicating with his teammates, he was shit at expressing his feelings when it came to you. This led to him bottling up all of his feelings until they became too much for him. At which time he would go and rant to a very jaded and very annoyed Kiyoomi.

“Yeah, but did you see that one hit in the second set Y/N! Wasn’t it awesome!” Bokuto asked excitedly, bouncing back and forth on the pads of his feet as the two of you had a very animated conversation about the game he just played.

“Of course I did Bo! It was so cool!” You exclaimed back, matching his exuberant energy with your own.

You were incredibly proud of your childhood best friend, and you were super thankful that he just happened to be on the same team as your boyfriend. It made it to where you were always able to cheer both of them on without them being on opposite sides of the court. In your eyes, it was a win-win.

“Yeah well, maybe it was ‘cause someone gave you an awesome set,” Atsumu grumbled just loud enough for you and Bokuto to hear as he stood a couple of feet away from you with his arms crossed and a childish scowl on his face.

“Oh, don’t be like that Tsumu. Bo’s spike was fantastic!” You lightly scolded the blonde to which he just made a ‘hmph’ sound before turning and sulking away.

You had no clue why Tsumu got like this when you congratulated Bokuto. It wasn’t like you didn’t congratulate him as well. You always made sure that the blonde was the first and the last to receive cheers from you. So you had no idea why he was being so fussy lately.

As Atsumu walked away Bokuto could practically see the waves of anger radiating off of his back, and he guiltily ignored them. He knew why Atsumu acted like that when Y/N congratulated his spikes. He knew why Atsumu hated the idea of his girlfriend going to the gym and hanging out with one of his teammates.

He knew that the way that he interacted with Y/N made Atsumu angry, but he ashamedly did it regardless.

He couldn’t help it. The two of you had been so close as children, you grew up together, he knew everything about you. He knew your favorite color, all of your fears, your dreams, and when the two of you had decided to attend different high schools and got out of touch it had really hurt him.

That was why he was so happy when he joined the Jackals, that you just happened to be the girlfriend of one of his new teammates. Over the last couple of months, the two of you had re-ignited your old friendship and things were just like old times.

Well, they were just like old times until Bokuto realized that you weren’t the kid he used to know. Your personality was fundamentally the same, but drastically different at the same time.

He remembered back in primary school just how shy and insecure of a girl you were. He remembered defending you against the people who would bully you for your size, and comforting you when you cried about the mean things they would say.

Bokuto had always despised those people that had made you hate yourself. So every chance he got he would try to cheer you up and let you know just how great you really were.

Over the years, that insecure part of you really changed. It changed so much that at first Bokuto wasn’t sure if it was really you. No longer did you walk with your gaze on the floor, covering your body with too-baggy clothing. No longer did you apologize unnecessarily or hold your tongue in conversations.

The moment that he’d seen you with Atsumu, he was completely taken back. You had been wearing a corset top and jeans that perfectly hugged your plush frame as well as a pair of black heels.

You had always been afraid of showing your body like that in the past. You didn’t like the way that your stomach wasn’t flat or the way that your thighs rubbed together and shook when you walked. He’d also never seen you in a pair of heels before, you were always afraid of being taller than the guys seeing as you were already pretty tall without heels on.

Much to Bokuto’s surprise and delight, you finally seemed comfortable in your body, confident even. And for good reason too because, in Bokuto’s opinion, your body had developed into one of the best bodies he’d ever seen. He would discreetly stare at you when you were with the team, his eyes fixating on the way that you jiggled and bounced every time you moved. He couldn’t help but develop a bit of jealousy towards Atsumu. After all, you were the blonde’s and not his, and sometimes, he would let his mind stray and wonder if he’d be in Atsumu’s place if the two of you had never lost touch.

“Anyways,” you said, pulling Bokuto out of his small daydream, “Are you guys gonna go out and celebrate tonight?”

You made sure to ask loud enough to where all of the Jackal’s heard. The players you didn’t speak to much just ignored you, including the captain who muttered something about being way too beat to go clubbing.

Hinata said he was going to go and hang out with Kageyama.

Sakusa said he wanted to go shower and rest.

And Atsumu was still fuming to himself, refusing to acknowledge your question.

“Hmm, I guess not,” Bokuto said, his hair slightly deflating. He was thinking about how it would be fun to go out when his body suddenly reminded him of the hard game that he just played. “To tell the truth Y/N, I’m pretty exhausted. I think I’ll follow Kiyoomi’s lead and just rest up.”

You frowned, yet nodded in understanding. They just played a really strenuous match so you couldn’t blame any of them for not feeling up to going out.

“I get it, make sure you all recover well!” you offered, your bright signature smile coming across your face and managing to increase the atmosphere’s energy a bit.

Bokuto waved as he and Hinata left the gym to head back to the hotel they were staying at for the night, each of them recapping their best plays of the night like feuding children.

You waved back before turning to your boyfriend, your frown returning when you saw that he was still sulking.

Atsumu didn’t even acknowledge you as he walked right past you and stomped out of the gym. Your frown only deepened at your boyfriend’s behavior, was he really opposed to you congratulating his teammates?

“Hey!” you called after Atsumu, trying to jog to catch up to him. “Hey!” you restated, you could tell that he was taking a little longer strides than usual, knowing that your chubby legs wouldn’t be able to keep up unless you shifted from a walk to a jog.

After he still didn’t reply, you decided to hold your tongue until you got to his hotel room, you didn’t want everyone in the building hearing your relationship squabbles and you definitely didn’t want to attract the attention of any paparazzi.

The walk to the hotel was dead silent. Atsumu was making no attempt to talk to you, and you decided that if he didn’t want to talk to you, you didn’t want to talk to him. And even if you did want to talk to him, you’d have to jog as you did it seeing as the asshole was still walking just fast enough to stay two or three strides ahead of you.

Once you made it to the hotel and after a very awkward elevator ride, the two of you arrived at the door to his room. He turned to look at you.

“You’re not planning on staying are you?” He asked coldly, looking down his nose at you as your mouth popped open in surprise.

While Atsumu was normally a great boyfriend, he really knew exactly what to say to hurt you. After a couple of months of dating, you had opened up to him about your past traumas and admitted to him that you used to only feel like a nuisance to people. He’d assured you that you were never a nuisance to him, that he could never grow tired of you. And him saying that made you feel a little bit better about that particular insecurity. So when he said that, your heart dropped.

“Oh,” you said quietly.

As soon as your gaze dropped to the floor, Atsumu knew that he’d really fucked up and guilt automatically began eating at his stomach. He felt incredibly bad and yet his mouth wouldn’t open to apologize.

“ok,” you continued, you could feel yourself wanting to cry but stopped yourself in fear of your tears only fueling Atsumu’s annoyance with you.

No one liked a clingy crybaby, you told yourself as you bit your lip to hold back the emotions.

“I guess I’ll just go back home, maybe I’ll see if Bo wants to go get some food,” you mumbled, turning to leave the setter.

“Of fucking course…” you heard Atsumu muttered under his breath, just loud enough for you to hear.

You turned back around, slightly angry at Atsumu’s attitude. You had tried to be sensible and walk away, giving him space, but if the asshole wanted to talk under his breath at you, you had every right to get angry. If he thought something was wrong he needed to man up and let it out.

“What’d you say?” You asked, your hands starting to fist at your sides.

“You heard me.” Atsumu sneered back, crossing his arms across his chest but not retreating into his hotel room. If anything the actions only caused your frustration to grow. Why the fuck was he being like this? He’s acting like a literal child.

You took a few quick steps towards the blonde, jabbing your finger into his chest as you glared up at him.

“Listen,” you hissed, “I have no fucking clue why you’re acting like this, but it’s not cute and it’s hurting my feelings. I’m not a mind-reader, if you have something bothering you, you have to tell me.”

“What?” Atsumu growled. He couldn’t believe that you really didn’t know what was bothering him. There was no way someone could be that fucking naive.

“You heard me.” you snipped back, your arms coming up to cross your body in a stance mirroring his.

Before you could tell what was happening, Atusmu had grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you inside of his room, the door slamming behind the two of you as he automatically trapped your body against it.

While you were still stunned by the extreme progression of events, Atsumu had unlooped your belt and fastened it around your wrists, securing them firmly behind your back.

“Hey! What the fuck Atsumu!” You seethed, your arms straining against the leather as the position forced your chest out against Atsumu’s.

“You really wanna know what’s bothering me?” he asked, the anger visible on his face.

“Yes!” You exclaimed in frustration, “that’s what I’ve been wanting to know for the last 15 goddamn minutes!”

As soon as you’d finished your sentence, Atsumu’s face got eerily calm. Instead of the scowl that’d been on his face a second ago, there was his usual smirk. A chill ran down your spine.

His hands left their place on your confined wrists to tightly grip your hips, almost hard enough to leave bruises.

“What a dirty mouth for such a pretty little thing.” He drawled, leaning closer to you until you could almost taste the sweat that had dried onto his temples.

“What ar-”

“ Shhh …” he cut you off, one hand coming up to press a finger against your mouth before going back down and curling lightly around your throat. “You wanna know what’s bothering me, Princess?”

His lips were against your jaw, his teeth scraping against the skin as he mumbled.

“Maybe…..” he continued, the hand that was on your hip tracing across your stomach until it came to the button of your jeans. He popped them open, eliciting another protest from you which he silenced with a slightly harder squeeze to your throat.

Your body was betraying you with every touch he left against your skin. You really didn’t want to give him the reactions that he so clearly craved, but you just couldn’t help the way your body responded to him.

“Maybe it’s because you dress like such a little slut at my games…. Are you trying to distract me, Princess?” He asked, his teeth disconnecting from your jaw as he pulled your jeans down and off of your body before reconnecting even rougher than before.

All you’d been wearing to the match was a pair of high waisted denims along with a simple black cropped tank top, you’d have worn one of Atsumu’s jerseys but they were all dirty at the moment. It was a simple outfit, it wasn’t anything to get pissed over, definitely not this pissed.

“No” you mumbled, still not wanting to let Atsumu know that his touch was affecting you as much as it was.

“Or were you trying to distract other guys, Princess? Were ya trying to show off yer pretty body to them like a little whore?”

Atsumu had worked your jeans completely off and was hooking his fingers around the band of your panties, obviously planning to tear them off of you as well.

Atsumu had never called you such mean things before and part of you hated the idea of him trying to tear your confidence down with the terms, but at the same time, there was no denying the terrible effect it was having on your body. You felt yourself getting wetter and wetter at the condescending words of your boyfriend and your resolve was quickly dissipating into the want to obey and submit to him with every fiber of your being.

“N-No!” you stuttered as you squealed at the feeling of Atusumu practically ripping your panties off of your body.

“ Liar.” he spat before taking your soaked panties and stuffing them into your mouth, effectively shutting you up as you moaned around the cloth at the lewd actions.

“You wanted all those guys to stare at yer ass didn’t you?” he asked, punctuating the question with a sharp slap to your ass, making you cry out and fall against his chest as he pulled you into him, one hand gripping your throat still as the other began to roam your plush silhouette.

“Or did you want them looking at your pretty tits?” he continued, taking your tank top between his fingers and pulling it down to expose your heaving chest, discovering that you’d been wearing one of those tops with a built-in bra.

“ A-aa ” you tried to moan out his name around the gag as his graceful setter fingers began to play with your already hard nipples.

“No bra? You really are my little slut aren’t ya? ” One of his hands continued to play with your breasts as the other slowly dragged down your waist, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

You keened against his body as his middle finger roughly slipped across your slit, drawing delicious circles around your clit. The fight in you was almost completely gone. You hadn’t forgiven your asshole boyfriend, it just felt so good to have him pressed up against you like this, touching you, controlling you.

“ Shit... “ he grunted, his finger sliding easily against you due to how incredibly wet you were for him.

His cock was straining against his shorts, but he knew that he didn’t want to give you his cock just yet, he needed to punish you first for how you’d been acting. Acting so naughty, such a little tease. You deserved to be taught a lesson.

“Does watching me play make you horny Princess, do you stand there and imagine getting to sit on my cock?” He asked, his fingers playing with your pussy as he started to walk you into the bathroom, his fingers never leaving your cunt.

“Mhmm.” You moaned in compliance.

Your body was hot with the need for his cock inside of you as the memory of the game played in your head. The way that he moved on the court never failed to soak your panties as you stood and cheered him on in the audience. Every single game you would watch his serves, just thinking about how he was just as powerful off the court as he was on. You couldn’t help but get wet just thinking about the possibility of fucking him after the game.

You thought that, with how Atsumu was acting, you weren’t going to get any victory dick today, turns out that you were obviously wrong. Not only were you getting dick, you were getting it like you’d never gotten it before. You could still feel the anger seeping out of Atsumu as his cruel fingers continued to torture you.

“Well, only good girls get their pussies stuffed.” he breathed against your neck, a pitiful whine leaving your lips as he slowly pushed a finger into your pussy.

“ Are you gonna be a good girl for me? ” He asked, mentally groaning at the way your soft walls clenched around the thick digit.

With the way that your tight wet cunt fluttered around his fingers, he almost forgot why he was mad. It was incredible the way that you could make him forget things like that, the way that you had him wrapped around your cute stubby fingers.

“Mhm!” you nodded frantically. Your hands were still bound and your mouth still gagged, so all you could do to convey your desperate message was moan and rub yourself against Atsumu like a bitch in heat, your hips pathetically trying to fuck yourself down onto his finger.

“What’s that?” he snickered, a second finger pressing into your cunt as the first found your g-spot, stroking up into the spongy texture without mercy.

You cried out, you could feel yourself starting to lose it. Usually, you could last much longer than this, but something about the way that Atsumu was manhandling you this time, made it so much harder to keep cool.

It felt like the setter had taken over all of your senses as he continued to finger fuck you into the wall of the bathroom. One hand was fucking your pussy and massaging your clit while the other was kneading your tits, pinching your nipples. At the same time, his mouth was latched onto your neck, sucking deep bruises into the skin, branding you for his whole team to see.

“That’s right Princess..” he groaned, he could feel you clenching harder around his fingers and he knew that you were getting close. “Imma mark you up so good everyone’s gonna know who you belong to.”

You knew that Atsumu was the jealous, possessive type, but nothing could’ve prepared you for just how extreme the problem was. You still didn’t know what sparked this little tantrum and you had the feeling that you wouldn't be able to pull the reason out of the setter until you let him have his way. Hopefully, you’d be able to walk after.

You could feel your end rising, the familiar feeling of a rubber band in your lower belly getting ready to snap. You threw your head back against the wall, trying to keep yourself from crying with the delicious pressure building up inside of you.

Atsumu must’ve known you were close, he used his free hand to help you rotate your arms over your head, twisting the belt around to allow the movement but not to allow you freedom.

“Hold your cunt open for me baby,” he demanded, guiding your hand down to your pussy and directing your arms to press against your stomach and your fingers to hold yourself open to where he could see his fingers fucking into you.

You were a mess, moaning and drooling around the gag as Atsumu’s gaze focused on the way that you continued to suck him back in with every pump of his wrist. He spat on his other hand before giving your clit a light spank, making you jerk against his hold, all of the air completely leaving your lungs as you clenched around his fingers.

“ Yeah …” he growled, his palm beginning to rub against your clit, the quick wet movements making you start crying with pleasure.

“W-nmnmwn” you begged around the gag, trying to warm Atsumu that you were about to cum. He liked it when you asked permission, so you always did and now your body was conditioned to where you almost couldn’t cum without him saying you could.

“What was that Princess?” he asked smugly, he knew exactly what you were trying to say. He knew that while you were acting like a little whore towards Bokuto lately, he was the one that owned your body, he knew that his baby wouldn’t disobey him and cum without permission.

You continued to beg around the gag, your hips and legs burning with the exertion of searching for your high against his hand. You were getting desperate. You looked up at your boyfriend.

Atsumu almost came at the sight of you looking up at him.

You looked so pretty for him, drool on your chin, tears in your eyes, he swore that before he was done with you, those tears would be running down your face, that he would make you cry and beg for his cock, make you admit that only he could fuck you this good. Not Bokuto, not anyone, just him.

“Do you wanna cum for me, Princess?” He asked.

You nodded.

“Okay then… cum for me Princess …” he demanded, leaning in, pulling down your gag, and taking your lips in a punishing kiss.

You cried out into his mouth, your orgasm finally washing over your body, causing it to spasm and jerk in Atsumu’s grip as he held you to his body, his fingers brutally fucking you through your high.

As soon as you’d stopped shaking, Atsumu slipped his fingers out of you and flipped you around, pressing his cock against your ass as your front was pressed into the bathroom counter. You rested your head down against the mirror, your eyes closing as your body still reeled from your orgasm.

You needed a little breather, but that wasn’t in Atsumu’s plan. His hand came down across your ass, making you squeak and lurch forward, your tits pressing down against the counter and your ass popping up into the air.

“Now come on Princess,” he drawled, pulling his cock out of his pants and thrusting it into you without warning, ripping a cry from your chest, “yer not tired yet are ya? We’re just getting started!”

“Nooo please ‘Tsumu...” you gasped, pushing yourself further into the counter, trying and failing to evade his touch.

His cock was hot and heavy inside of your still spasming pussy. You could feel every vein in him as you continued to pulse around him, he almost felt like his dick was suffocating in your soft puffy walls.

Atsumu groaned as he started to slowly fuck into you. He knew that if he started out going as fast as he’d like to, he’d be finished way too soon for his liking so he decided to slow his hips, his cock languidly dragging against your warm insides.

Atsumu couldn’t help these feelings of jealousy. After all, Bokuto was bigger and stronger than him. Deep down, he knew that the reason he was so bitter about you and the hitter’s friendship was that he was afraid of you leaving him for the owl-like spiker.

That’s why Atsumu chose to fuck you in the bathroom. He knew that the wall in the bathroom was the closest wall to Bokuto’s room. He knew that if he fucked you hard enough, he could make you scream his name loud enough to where his teammate would hear you. Then Bokuto would know just who you wanted stuffing your pretty little pussy.

“Come on Princess.” he teased, his hips grinding against your ass with a particularly hard thrust that had your mouth popping open and your lungs gasping for air.

“ You know you love this cock ……” he grunted when your pussy flared around him, clenching against his cock at the words, he grinned, he never knew that you liked getting fucked like a little slut, but now that he knew he swore that he’d never be able to return to fucking you like he had before. Not with the way that you were leaking for him as his degrading words cut through you like a hot knife.

You’d already adjusted to having him inside of you, the heat of him inside of you only being soothed by the cool countertop against your tits. You moaned with every thrust, you could already feel your mind beginning to fog over as Atsumu thrust behind you, plotting to fuck you dumb.

He suddenly stilled his hips, making you whine, trying to push yourself back onto him.

“‘Tsumu…” you whined, your eyes meeting his in the bathroom mirror, “move…”

He smirked, clicking his tongue at his messed up little baby.

“Tell me how much you love my cock, Princess.” He said, taking his dick completely out of you to rub it against your pussy lips, “tell me how much you love it and maybe I’ll fuck you again.”

Your face burned with humiliation. Atsumu had never acted this way before. Sure he was an asshole, but never this much of an asshole. That being said, there was no denying the impact that this side of Tsumu had on your body. You felt like you’d been enveloped in fire, every part of it burning up with need.

“ Please ‘Tsumu… .” you begged, “ I love your big cock so much….please fuck me …”

Atsumu groaned, his dick twitching against your slit. He loved hearing you like this, your voice broken as you begged for him to fill you. He could see the tears beginning to fall down your cheeks. So pretty.

“Since you asked so nicely Princess-” he cooed before harshly pumping his cock back into you, starting to fuck into you at a pace that had you crying and bucking back against him.

“Fuck!” you cried, “ Fuck- Tsumu…. Harder…. Fuck me harder ” you begged, you let your forehead fall forward against the mirror, your eyes drifting close.

“Shit” Tsumu growled through gritted teeth, you were so tight around him. He looked up to see your eyes closed.

‘Now that won’t do..’ he thought before threading a hand through your hair and pulling your head back off of the mirror, making a moan spill from your mouth and your eyes spring open.

“Come on Princess,” he panted, “ I wanna see your pretty tears while I fuck you. ”

***************

This was Atsumu’s favorite way to fuck you until you were crying and shaking around his cock. You looked so pretty with that dumb little look on your face, your eyes and lips puffy as you begged him to make you cum, telling him that all of it was too much for your poor little pussy.

He knew that you were reaching your limits, your pussy was fucked raw after 4 orgasms. You weren’t even able to form full sentences anymore, the only words coming out of your mouth were ‘more’ and ‘please’ along with all of your pretty pathetic little cries.

“‘Tsumu….” you cried, you could feel your fifth orgasm coming up inside of you. You didn’t know how much longer you could do this. Your clit was almost numb with how abused it’d been. Your nipples and tits were sore, and while you couldn’t see it, you knew that your whole body would be covered in bruises and marks tomorrow.

“ Please….hurts… ”

“Come on Princess….” he murmured as his fingers came down against your clit, “ just one more…”

You just whined in response, your hips jerking slowly against his pace. Your body was almost finished, but you knew that you had to give him just one more...one more and he’d finally let you rest.

“.... ..gonna….. gonna …” you panted.

Atsumu grinned down at you, your body was wrecked, your head was lolled to the side with your tongue hanging out as he fucked you hard enough for your tits and stomach to bounce with each thrust.

God, you looked so perfect for him. The way that your curves pressed against his body, the way that your pussy squelched with each thrust due to all of his cum that he’d dumped inside of you, all of it- all of you, was perfect… you were fucking built just for him.

“Me too baby…” he moaned, tossing his head back as he felt his third and probably finally orgasm approaching.

His fingers started playing with your puffy clit even faster making you choke on your tears, a new feeling entirely rising up.

You’d never felt this before, a look of horror suddenly came over your face as you began to feel like you were gonna piss.

“no… ’Tsumu!” you cried out, his pace not stopping at all as he began to feel your walls growing stiff.

He’d read about this before on the internet, seen it in porn, but never did he think that he’d actually be blessed enough to witness it.

“Fuck…” he moaned, his voice breaking as he sped up against your pussy.

“No… ” you gripped his forearms in fear, if you accidentally pissed on your boyfriend, you’d be left with no choice but to break up with him out of pure humiliation.

“ Please stop ‘Tsumu…’m gonna make a mess .”

He groaned at the fat tears rolling down your face. He knew what you were thinking, you’d probably never squirted for anyone before, you were probably surprised and scared. He knew he should reaffirm you, tell you it was okay. But he couldn't help but love the panic mixed with pleasure on your face as you begged him to stop.

“Come on Princess.” he panted, “ come on ….”

His hips were snapping into your at an inhuman speed now, each time his cock head bumped up against your g-spot.

“ You can do it Princess …” he promised, his fingers urging you to let you.

You shook your head, the tears of embarrassment running down your chin as you desperately tried to keep it in. You cried out, you could feel yourself starting to slip.

“ No- Fuck! ‘Tsumu!” you screamed, your body starting to convulse as liquid gushed out of your pussy, soaking Atsumu’s cock as he cummed into you, his eyes almost going crossed as you squirted all over his hips, the clear liquid running down his balls and dripping onto the bathroom floor.

“Fuck….yeah… squirt for me Babe. .” he groaned, riding out his high as you cried and gasped out his name.

He finally slowed his hips, your body completely limp with humiliation beneath him.

“Such a good girl….” he soothed, pushing the sweat-soaked hair out of your face as you continued to bawl.

“ ‘M sorry ‘Tsumu… ” you sobbed, still thinking you pissed all over your boyfriend’s cock.

“Don’t be sorry Princess, you did so good…you squirted so good for me Baby..you made such a good mess for me.”

For some reason, at Atsumu’s soft words, you began to cry even harder. Even as he assured you that you didn’t piss on him, you couldn’t help the tears of exhaustion that kept spilling over your cheeks.

“Are you okay baby?” he asked, guilt eating at his stomach as your crying didn’t cease.

Did he go too hard? Was it too much? Fuck! He couldn’t lose you, what if you didn’t like it? What if you left him?”

“F-felt so good ‘Tsumu….” you cried, finally returning his embrace as you wiped your tears against his defined chest, your soft body squishing against his athletic one as the hand rubbing your back stilled.

“Why are you crying then baby?” he asked gently, his fingers hooking under your chin as you sniffled.

“I dunno…” you whimpered, your eyes glossily staring back up at your boyfriend. Your body was completely blissed out, you could nothing but cry.

“Ok Baby… let’s get you cleaned up,” Atsumu whispered, gently lifting you off of the counter and guiding you to the shower so he could clean you up.

As he washed your plush body, he couldn’t help but admire his work. Every part of you looked absolutely fucked out and he quickly decided that he would die for you as you yawned, leaning yourself against him.

He kept whispering to you about how good you felt, how good you were for him, how he didn’t deserve you. Your body glowed with the soft compliments, a complete opposite of how he’d acted as he fucked you past over-stimulation.

After he finished washing you, he kissed you deeply, his strong arms wrapping around your body.

“Can you walk Baby?” he asked, softly wrapping a fluffy towel around your naked body.

You shook your head, sticking your bottom lip out in a pout.

“That’s okay..” he chuckled, his thumb running over your cheeks as he stared at you lovingly. “I’ll carry you wherever you want to go okay?”

You nodded, willing yourself not to start crying again at his soft words. You wrapped your arms around his neck, jumping a little to help him hoist you as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

He walked you into the room, resting you in the bed and pulling the comforter up around you before snuggling into the other side, his body automatically coming up to spoon yours.

“I love you, Princess,” he whispered adoringly, his fingers brushing against your bruised skin.

“Mmmm…love you too..” you hummed, your body so exhausted that you quickly started snoring, making Atsumu grin.

He thought about how lucky he was to have you. He could safely say that he was completely satisfied with how loud you’d been for him, with how nicely you’d let him claim you.

*************

“Fuck…” Bokuto whispered, his back was still pressed against the shower wall. His hand was still wrapped around his softening cock as he stared at the cum washing down the drain.

All he’d wanted to do was grab a quick shower. He never expected what had happened.

His eyes closed as he willed himself not to get hard again as he recalled how your moans sounded through the wall as you cried for Atsumu’s cock.

He felt ashamed for the reaction he’d had to it. Felt ashamed of how hard his cock had gotten. Most of all, he was ashamed that he’d stood there and fucked his fist to the sound of you screaming for your boyfriend.

He sighed, getting out of the shower and toweling off, trying desperately to push the memories of those noises out of his head.

Suddenly his phone buzzed.

‘Hope you liked the show ;)’ - Miya Atsumu

He scowled down at his phone before throwing it back onto the floor. He flopped down into his bed.

He could still hear your voice,

‘Fuck ‘Tsumu! M cumming!.....fuuucckk….’

Yep. He was going to be hard for the next year.

How was he ever going to look you in the face again?

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuuxreader #haikyuu 18+#atsumu x reader #atsumu x y/n #miya atsumu #post timeskip

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todorokibois · 3 years

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Along For The Ride - Atsumu X Chubby!Reader {M}

Disclaimer: Atsumu is aged up to about 21, as are all characters in my fics.

Genre: Fluff, Smut (Face sitting, praise, slight body worship and thigh riding), Slight Angst (If you squint real hard)

Pairing: Atsumu X Reader

Words: 3,060

A/n: Atsumu is a chubby chaser and you cannot convince me otherwise. Is this completely self-indulgent? Yes. Do I care? Not really. Can this be read even if you do not consider yourself chubby? Absolutely! Hope you enjoy! Feedback is greatly appreciated!

Summary: Your boyfriend has a very specific request.

The first time Atsumu had mentioned it, you nearly spat out the water you had been drinking. Clearing your throat, you had looked towards him with wide eyes. “Are you serious?”

“Deadly,” came his immediate response, gaze locked with you own.

A few moments of silence had passed between the two of you as he waited patiently for your response. You sighed, “I’ll think about it.”

The only response you got from him was a smile and a nod of his head. At least you didn’t outright say ‘no’ to the idea.

The next few times he brought it up, you managed to avoid the topic by changing the subject, face heating in embarrassment at the mere thought of what he was suggesting. Each time, he was patient, always looking at you with a glint of hopefulness in his eyes that you would agree to his proposal. However, you weren’t too sure if you should say yes or not.

Currently, the two of you are on your bed, lips locked in a heated embrace. Both of your shirts have already come off, along with your pants, as he helps you to grind down on one of his thighs. He smirks, knowing how much you love them, almost as much he loves yours. What’s even better is the slight dampness he can feel soaking through your panties and onto his thigh, only serving to make his cock twitch in his shorts.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful like this,” his voice is nothing more than a low drawl as his eyes drink up every movement you make.

The only thing you can manage is a pleasant hum in response, your movements quickening as you desperately chase your own high. In your dazed state, you barely register his next words, and once they click in your mind, they have you halting your movements as you stare down at him with an expression of mild shock.

“I want you to sit on my face,” his grip tightens on your thighs, eyes locked with yours as you hesitate to respond.

“I don’t want to crush you,” you finally say, nervously chewing on your bottom lip.

You’re not going to lie, you’ve thought about it, too. Given how much he’s asked about it, it’s obvious that this is something he really wants to try. You know he’d never push you to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, but you are slightly worried you might suffocate him. Even if the thought of looking down at him between your thighs turns you on.

As if sensing the reason you’re hesitant, Atsumu is quick to respond, reassuring you with his words.

“Babe, it would be an honour to suffocate from your thighs,” there’s that look again, the one which lets you know he is one-hundred percent serious with what he’s saying.

Your heart flutters in your chest as you take a deep breath, warmth spreading throughout your body starting from your core, “okay.”

“Wait, seriously?” His whole face lights up, eyes sparkling with delight as he leans up onto his arms to get a better look at your face.

“Yes,” you nod once in confirmation, “I trust you.”

His heart feels as if it’s about to burst out of his chest as it swells with love and admiration for you, eyes clouding over with lust in the next moment as he continues to stare at you, “I promise I’ll make you feel so good, baby.”

Laying back down, he watches through hooded eyes as you carefully slide your panties off. As if he can still sense your slight hesitance, he smiles reassuringly at you, guiding your body so that your knees rest on either side of his head. He can already see your entrance glistening with your juices, just begging for him to have a taste. He smirks, licking his lips as his hands trace the outsides of your thighs, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

“That’s my girl,” he hums as you settle above him. “Now,” his thumbs are stroking gentle circles on your skin as he locks gazes with you once more, “sit on my face.”

You can feel your walls clench around nothing as you carefully lower yourself to meet his waiting mouth. You’re careful not to sink down too far, making sure that there’s still an adequate amount of space between his head and your core. However, as soon as his tongue makes contact with your clit, you inhale sharply, nearly loosing your resolve to keep this amount of distance between the two of you.

You can hear your heartbeat in your ears, doing your best not to succumb to the need to drop your entire pussy on his mouth in fear of squishing him. Each stroke of his tongue through your folds causes your legs to shake, and it becomes even harder for you to remain above him as you are. A fact of which he notices.

“I said,” he growls out, wrapping his arms fully around your thighs as he pulls you into him, voice now muffled by the skin of your thighs, “sit on my face.”

You can feel his arms tensing around you, keeping you in place as he holds you to his mouth, nothing separating the two of you now. A gasp escapes your lips as you feel him suck your clit into his mouth, using his tongue to flick over the sensitive nub shortly after. He wants all of you, and fuck, if your sounds weren’t music to his ears before, they certainly are now.

Allowing his tongue to explore every inch, he notices your back arching slightly at this new angle. Now that there’s no space separating the two of you, he can finally get to work on pleasing you the way he knows best. Fingers biting into your skin, he pulls away briefly to suck a mark onto your thigh.

“You’re gorgeous, you know that?” He grins, soon blowing cool air over the mark he’s just made and watching as you shiver slightly.

“You’re not-“ your breath hitches as he licks a teasing strip up your entrance, dark eyes locked on your face as it twists in pleasure, “you’re not so bad yourself.”

A chuckle rumbles from beneath you, “I don’t think you understand, darling. What I wouldn’t do to these thighs of yours,” he trails off, licking his lips once more. “So tender. So soft.” He emphasizes each phrase with a kiss. “Perfect for marking.” He growls, nipping at your skin and causing you to gasp. “Perfect for me.”

“Atsumu,” his name escapes you in no more than a breathless sigh.

“Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve dreamt of this,” he confesses, tongue going back to circle your clit as you keen above him. By now, you’ve had to grab onto the headboard to steady yourself, holding on tightly in order to ground yourself. He chuckles once more, “look at you, trembling from the slightest touch.” As if to emphasize his words, he gently caresses the inside of your thigh with his nose, eyes flashing to yours as he notices you twitch once more. “My beautiful girl.”

With another bite to your thigh, he guides his mouth back to your clit, flicking the nub a few times before sucking it back into his mouth with a new vigour. Your hand flies to his hair as you feel him move his mouth down to your entrance, thrusting his tongue as deep as he can and collecting every last drop of your essence that escapes you.

“You taste so fucking good, darling,” he groans, grip tightening once more around your thighs.

You can feel him smirk against you as he continues to work you closer to the edge. You even start to grind down on him in time with the strokes of his tongue on your folds. Each flick on your clit sends a jolt of pleasure coursing through your body, and you know it’s only a matter of time before you fall over the edge.

“That’s it, baby,” he encourages, eyes alight with satisfaction and glee as he feels you begin to tremble above him, signalling you’re getting very close to your orgasm. “Use me. Use me for your pleasure and fucking come on my tongue.”

His words, combined with the way he expertly flicks your clit, moving in time with each of your thrusts has you tumbling over the edge in no time at all. His chest swells with pride as you come, head thrown back as you cry out his name in bliss, hand tightening your grip in his hair.

Gaze drinking in your figure, he watches as your chest rises and falls with each breath you take, small moans still escaping your lips as he laps up every last drop of your sweet nectar that you have to offer him. The way your body twitches in response makes his own shudder in pleasure, knowing that he’s the one to make you react like this, to make you feel this good.

Releasing his grip on your thighs, you move off of him, allowing for him to sit up against the headboard as you return to straddling his lap. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he watches you carefully. Only now is he aware of how painfully hard he is beneath his shorts as you both attempt to catch your breaths.

“Wow,” is all you manage to get out and you watch as his expression morphs into one of smug content.

“I knew you’d enjoy that,” he flicks his eyebrows at you in amusement, only causing you to raise one of your own.

“Oh?” This time, it’s your turn to smirk, shifting slightly to grab his prominent bulge and hearing how he lets out a slight hiss at the contact. “And if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you also enjoyed that.”

“More than you’ll ever know,” comes his response, his voice dripping with lust as his gaze flicks to your lips.

Understanding his silent request, you lean into him, connecting your lips with his once more. You can taste yourself on him as his tongue explores your mouth, a low groan escaping his throat as you grind against his hard cock beneath you.

“I can’t wait any longer,” he tells you, resting his forehead on yours, fingernails biting into your skin. “I need to be inside you.”

Nodding wordlessly, you give him one final peck on the lips before moving over to the nightstand and grabbing a condom. By the time you’ve opened it and are back to straddling his thighs, he’s removed his shorts. You watch as he holds his length in his hand, stroking himself a few times before you pass him the condom. Rolling it on, he watches you lick your lips, gut twisting as he sees the same want in his eyes reflected in your own. Ever so slowly, he watches you position yourself above him, head tilting back as he feels your warmth envelop him as you sink down on his cock.

This is one of his absolute favourite positions with you, with him sitting up and leaning against the headboard while you’re placed in his lap, riding him slowly. There’s nothing more intimate then this to him, being able to feel you so close to him as he holds you in his arms while you control the pace. He loves feeling ever inch of your body pressed against his own, getting to feel every little tremor you make while mapping out all of the curves of your figure. Every time this occurs, he swears that you’re made for each other, and to him, this position proves it.

Once he’s fully sheathed inside you, he rests his forehead on your shoulder, breathing laboured. How is it that you make every time feel like it’s your first? Never has he been able to rid himself of the butterflies, and at this point, he doesn’t ever think he wants to. How he got a goddess like you all to himself still boggles his mind.

His hands find purchase on your lower back as he places a gentle kiss onto your neck, “whenever you’re ready, baby.”

Nodding your head slightly, you wait another moment before starting a slow pace, feeling him continue to place gentle kisses onto your neck, chest, and shoulder. Each movement you make is drawn out, and you can feel him pull you closer as he lets out a soft moan. Your heart races in your chest as he pulls away to stare deep into your eyes, nothing but wonder, awe, and love shining within.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are today yet?” He asks, nuzzling his nose along your jawline as your breath hitches.

“You may have mentioned it once or twice,” you hum back, enjoying the casualness between the two of you, even during such an intimate moment as this.

“Then I haven’t said it enough,” he replies, and you can feel your heart flutter in your chest. “There’s not a day that goes by that I’m not thankful that you’re in my life.”

“Sumu,” your expression softens, movement momentarily halting as you whisper his name.

“It’s true,” his hand caresses your spine, trailing upwards slowly as you continue moving once more. You can feel him twitch inside you as you clamp down on his length unexpectedly. “Fuck- how are you so perfect?”

Now it’s your turn to hide your face in his neck, letting out a small whine of his name, “I wouldn’t say that.”

“Why not?” He lets out a small hiss as you shift above him slightly, allowing him to sink even deeper into your warmth. “You mean so much to me, so goddamn much. You’re smart, beautiful, talented, not to mention unbelievably kind, and I get to call you mine.”

You feel your walls involuntarily spasm when he says that, only causing a smug grin to pull at his features.

“You like it when I call you that, don’t you?” He teases, arms beginning to help guide your movements over him.

“Call me what?” You pretend to not know what he’s talking about, tilting your head innocently to the side.

“Mine,” he growls, and you cannot help the small moan that escapes you when he does. As soon as he hears you, combined with the way your pussy clenches once more around him, he knows he’s got you. “Don’t worry, baby, you’re all mine just as I’m all yours.”

Shifting his position slightly, his arms wrap around you securely, holding you to his chest as he plants his feet on the bed behind you, legs now bent to help support him better for what he’s about to do.

“My beautiful darling, you have no idea what you do to me. From the way you smile at me that sets my heart racing, to the way you call out my name,” he emphasizes each phrase with a sharp thrust into you, causing your legs to start to tremble as his name falls from your lips. “Yes, just like that- and don’t even get me started on this body of yours- fuck,” he pulls you closer, nails digging into your flesh as if he’s holding on for dear life. “So fucking perfect. It’s as if you were made just for me, and you always respond so well to my every touch, like I was made for you. I love everything about you, baby. I love you.”

By now, you can hardly form words of your own, only whimpers and moans of his name able to fall past your lips as you begin to meet his every thrust. Your arms are around his shoulders, pulling him closer to you just as he’s doing with you. You can tell he’s getting close from the way he twitches inside you, not to mention how much more laboured his breathing has become. Luckily, you’re not too far behind.

Pulling away slightly, you manage to meet his gaze, conveying wordlessly all that you want to say. He only grins at you as you cup his face in your hands and connect your lips once more, allowing your passion and love to come through in the kiss.

Removing one of his hands from around your back, he brings his hand up to caress your own, intertwining your fingers together and pulling your arms between your bodies. You swear you can feel his heart racing in his chest, just as you’re sure he can feel yours as you both near your release.

“I love you,” he echoes his words from earlier with a deep growl, staring deep into your eyes.

Hearing you mirror his words is the final push he needs to send him over the edge, you following at the same time. He comes with a loud cry of your name, feeling you bite down on his shoulder to muffle your own cries of pleasure. It’s as if the dams holding back your releases have finally broke, pure ecstasy flowing through your bodies as you remain intertwined with one another.

Holding you to his chest, he gently strokes your back with his hand, cooing sweet nothings into your ear as you both come down from your highs. Your breaths mingle together as you look at him to already see him smiling fondly at you.

“What?” You giggle, kissing him softly on the lips.

“Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you,” he answers, removing his arms from around you to allow you to move off of him and clean yourself up, also allowing him to dispose of the condom and pull his shorts back on.

“I think I’m the lucky one,” you mutter, yet he still manages to hear, causing a smile to tug at his lips as he watches you move around the room, one of which you don’t see until you turn around again to face him. “What’s that look for?”

“Nothing,” he hums, feigning innocence. “Just thinking about how hot you looked when you were sitting on my face.” You nearly choke on air with how casually he says that, but it’s his next words that have your cheeks flaring with heat, “next time, can we do it facing the mirror?”

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