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honeymaki · 3 years

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FAIR PLAY

Pairings: Misturi x fem!reader

Warnings: ass eating, rimming, squirting, multiple orgasms, mentions of strapon, dumbification

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: I saw a fanart of her ass and now...yeah

“It’s only fair isn’t it?”

You can hear her pout, feel her tense when you ghost your fingers over the round swell of her ass. Mitsuri lays on her front, face buried in her hands and legs quivering from where you’re straddling them, the two of you surrounded by pillows and blankets and a pile of clean washing sits on one corner of the bed but that can be dealt with later; you want to deal with her first.

“S’not the same though,” she mumbles from behind her hands, subtly arching her back and pressing her ass harder into your warm palms. You sit back on your knees, pondering for a moment with a slick grin lacing your lips, digging your fingers a little harder into her supple skin and that grin only widens when she squeaks at the slight spreading of her ass,

“Isn’t it? You sure had fun fucking my ass open the other night Mitsuri, you and I both know I couldn’t sit for hours after - and you fucking loved it, loved watching me go dumb and stupid and utterly brain dead on your cock, loved teasing me ‘nd refusing to touch my needy, needy little pussy,” your tone adopts this sickly sweet lilt that has her mewling and pressing her ass into your grip, allowing you to spread her more, thumbs dangerously close to the puckered hole you’d been salivating over for the last three days. With a gentle hush, you purse your lips and smooth one palm up her spine to hold her down, a string of saliva gathering on the tip of your tongue before dropping down the cleft of her ass,

“O-oh!”

“S’my turn now isn’t it? You got to fuck my ass for as long as you wanted on your cock, ‘nd it was your favourite one too -,” you loom over her, breasts swaying close enough to her bare shoulders for her to feel and keen at, curling her head to the side so you could lick a stripe up the shell of her ear, “You know I wanna feel it again sweetheart, wanna feel your fat cock stretch my ass till I can feel it in my tummy,” Mitsuri opens her mouth in shock, eyes rolling into the back of her head when you use your thumb to circle her hole, slipping in for a fraction of a second with the continued undulation of her hips, “But now? Now, it’s my turn to wreck your ass and I’m gonna do it all with my mouth, cause I know you love it when I fuck you with my tongue baby, your precious cunt is gonna be begging for me to taste it when I’m through with you,”

Your hands retreat from Mitsuri, your body and it’s warmth over her retreats and she keens after you, calling your name and lifting her hips, propping herself up on her knees so she can look over her shoulder at you - spreading her cheeks and licking your lips, zeroing in on her fluttering hole before dipping down with parted, wet, messy lips,

“B - bab - fuck!” She arches her back deliciously, muscles clenching and twitching in her shoulders, hand shooting back to grasp your head and for a second, you think she’s going to push you away, “M-more!”

Sure, you might have shown her a little dominance trying to convince her to let you eat her ass, but ultimately; Mitsuri held the reins on you and your tongue, rolling and circling her hips into your face and her desperate noises only spur you one.

“That’s good, right there!” She’s squeaky, pitchy, already on the edge and you’ve not even started properly yet, lathing your lips over her hole and spreading her cheeks, fat spilling through your fingers and then - then you start, then you tense your tongue and dive in, slurping lewdly and moaning with the salty taste of her skin. Mitsuri cries out loudly, slamming her hand into the mattress beneath her and giving her enough balance to arch her back more, more - knees kicking and knocking together with the overwhelming pleasure and all you can do is follow her, barely keeping up with her squirming and grinding. You have half a mind to slam her back down straight, especially when you slip and accidentally latch on to her drooling, sloppy pussy which in turn sends Mitsuri into a spiral of gasps and out of control squeals,

“Stop fucking squirming,” you hiss against her lower back, damp with sweat and she sweeps her hair over one shoulder, eyes heavy and watery, pupils wide with pleasure and swallowing the puffy cheeked, messy chinned vision of you licking stripes over and over her hole, catching it each time she clenched and fluttered. And the noise -,

“So fuckin’ messy for me, look at you,” Mitsuri simpers through her breathlessness and heaving gasps, “I fuck your ass once and suddenly you’re obsessed, dirty fuckin’ girl,”

The words spur you on, tongue curling deep into her and Mitsuri throws her head back with a whine, fingers scratching your scalp and positively suffocating you between her cheeks,

“Keep going - fuck baby - m’so close, so close, don’t - fuck!” Her tone gets higher and higher with every word, the pants catching in her throat and her chest heaving with every prod of your tongue against that sweet spot deep within her. Her skin is spattered with pink, sweat coating her temples and neck, dripping down her chest and she fists the sheets with her free hand, hips rocking into your ministrations at a speed you can barely keep up with, but god you try to. She’s so close, you can feel it, feel her ass clench and squeeze your tongue, hear how wet her cunt is with every flutter of her neglected hole, and if you - if you just reach down with your fingers, reach around her soft hip and if you just -,

“Fuck! Baby - don’t - I’m cumm - gonna cum!” Your fingers swipe over her clit once, twice and Mitsuri looses herself with a sharp cry and a spurt of liquid from her cunt, soaking the sheets and splashing down your chest. Her legs quiver and shake uncontrollably either side of your head, her entire body twitching with her orgasm, belly jiggling and tensing with every shock of pleasure down her spine. She can’t hold herself up, not when you continue abusing her asshole with your tongue and keep pinching her clit, chest thudding into the mattress and allowing you to press your face harder into her ass, digging your tongue deeper, faster, harder, moaning when she squirts again, weaker this time.

“M-more - gimme, give it to me -,” you should tease her, should chuckle and adopt the same mean mocking tone she always uses when you get like this, when all you can do is babble and drool and cum like a bitch in heat - but you can’t. You can hardly open your eyes with the scent of her arousal filling your nose and the slick dripping down your chin, sticky webs swaying from her cunt and connecting to your fingers. There’s nothing to stop either of you, pulling back to take a deep breath before diving in once again, thumbs spreading the puffy folds of her cunt and teasing her neglected hole for a moment,

“Don’t stop - don’t stop baby, please!” You can hardly make out what she’s saying, voice muffled by her tongue and her sobs of pleasure, hips still twitching and legs still shaking and jiggling. You’re not going to stop, you can’t - can’t bring yourself to pull away, can’t bring yourself to stop your fingers from abusing her pulsing cunt and fucking her into another orgasm that has her entire body shaking and twitching and making more mess over your bed. And neither can she, addicted to the swelling in her belly and the harsh prodding of your tongue in her ass, fingers clumsy against her clit but mouth doing wonders on her puckered hole. So - through her lust addled brain, Mitsuri supposed it was fair in this sense; if she fucked you dumb on her cock, then surely it’s only fair if you fuck her dumb on your tongue right?

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bokutoslittlebird · 3 years

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Helpless

Day 6 of Birdie’s Bokuto Week

Summary: After Bokuto staked his claim on your body, you don’t have the energy to push him off and tell him no. When he’s a bit too loud one night, will you find a way out of this predicament or become more helpless than before?

Warnings: noncon, toxic work environment, cum eating, exhibitionism/voyeurism, f. oral receiving, rimming, threesome-ish, dacryphilia, overstimulation, somnophilia, nipple play

Everyone could tell that Bokuto was much more chipper these days, each play reflecting his mood as each ball made it in the line and managed to not get blocked. If they did, he simply just smiled and laughed it off, but his gaze always turned to you and smiled your way, wishing for your approval. A small clap of the hands would do it, showing small appreciation. When he turned away from you, you’d end up dropping the smile and hands, looking down at your notebook and fiddling with a pen.

It was scary, that one night, finding yourself unable to do anything against Bokuto as he took the last thing you had going for you away, so it was hard to even look at him sometimes. The only people on the team who didn’t worry or scare you as much anymore was Hinata, Iwaizumi, and Aran. Even then, Iwaizumi was the only one who checked up on you and made sure nobody was going too far. When he asked you how you were the day after, you were still processing the night and lied, telling him nothing bad has happened yet. He smiled and told you to tell him if anything does happen, he’d be happy to set someone straight. As you sit on the bench, you wonder if he’d be upset at you for lying about anything bad happening, even if you were just startled when you told him.

The whistle from the coach signaled a break, which usually meant you spent 15 minutes on your knees in the bathroom. Sighing, you clicked your pen and closed the notebook, setting them down as the coach told everyone to take a break and what he’d focus on continuing after the break. When he waved them off, Atsumu was almost quick enough to get to you first, but Bokuto had clasped his hands in yours before Atsumu could say a word.

“Bokkun, you’re always spendin’ time with her on your breaks! Give the rest of us a chance,” he huffed, a bit miffed. You couldn’t blame him, seeing as Bokuto has taken Atsumu’s place in monopolizing you. There hadn’t been any fights like that one day, Bokuto in too much of a good mood to bother with Atsumu.

“Hm, maybe it’s just cause she likes me. Don’t you, manager?” He smiles, one that you’d find comfort in if the situation was different. A shaky smile paints on your lips, a shallow nod as Bokuto’s eyes practically shine. He says nothing more to his teammates as he briskly walks out of the gym. This time, instead of going into the men’s restroom, he goes into the women’s.

“Bokuto, what are you doing? We don’t usually come in here,” you ask, finding your nerves coming back as he drags you in. There’s a bit of a walking distance between the two restrooms and you’re the only one using the women’s restroom, so it’s hardly used and practically empty all the time.

“Didn’t want anyone to accidentally get a glimpse of my pretty manager’s pussy, that’s all,” he hums, deciding to push you up against the wall at that moment. Quickly realizing what he means, you tell him that you shouldn’t do that right now, promising to let him do what he wants later, but he’s ignoring you as he unzips the jacket. “I just need a taste to continue to my game, don’t worry, baby. Your pretty mouth gets a break,”

“Bokuto, I won’t be able to walk straight afterwards, everyone’ll know!” You harshly whisper, worried about the looks you’ll get. Bokuto simply licks his lips as you say that, getting on his knees as he tugs down your pants. The sweatpants pooled around your ankles and your panties followed soon after, Bokuto pressing a kiss to your bare knee as he hiked up your leg, keeping it bent. With the position, you felt goosebumps on your skin as the air of the room hit your exposed pussy, arms crossing over your chest as a shiver ran up your spine. Bokuto doesn’t seem to mind, his lips leaving a trail on your inner thigh until they’re pressing a kiss on your folds.

He doesn’t seem to mind the lack of wetness, diving between your folds with his tongue as he sucks on your clit. It’s pleasureful, but your worries keep you silent as you let him do what he wants to do. You know he’ll be unsatisfied until you finish, which means you have a time limit, making your anxiety worse. While you’re trying to calm your nerves and focus on the pleasure, Bokuto is blissfully stroking your pussy with his tongue and pushing it into your cunt, gathering juices on the tip. He’s eagerly slurping, a few nibbles on your clit that has your body jerking, making your legs weak as you put a hand in his hair, not sure whether to pull him away or push him closer.

Sensing you want him closer, he lets out a moan that vibrates against your skin, adding to the pleasure as you try to not fall. It eventually fails as he gives you one long lick, swirling his tongue around your clit as your knee buckles. He’s quick, grabbing your thighs so you don’t fall and puts them on his shoulders, keeping his face deep in your pussy to keep you pressed against the wall. A few moans are let loose from your lips as your back arches, eyes shut as he pushes two fingers into your cunt, lips and tongue focusing on your clit. He keeps this up until you’re letting out a scream, muffling it with your hand as you whole body twitches with the force of your orgasm. He doesn’t leave you, slurping up any excess as he moans in delight, giving your clit a few kisses in thanks as he does.

Nobody has come to get you yet, so you’re glad he managed to make you finish so quickly, but your worries come back when he wraps your legs around his waist, keeping you pressed against the tile as he gives you a long and deep kiss, moaning into your mouth as his hand finds itself trailing to between your legs once more. “I want more,” he groans, eyes lidded as he keeps his face close to yours.

“No, Bokuto, not here,” you whisper, “not now.”

He goes to say something else, his hands moving to his practice shorts as he hooks his thumb in the hem of them, but is cut off by Hinata shouting for him. “Bokuto-san! [Y/N]! Break’s over!”

“Fuck,” Bokuto swears, releasing his shorts as he drops your legs. He’s still hesitant, noticeable in how he gently puts on your panties and longfully looks at them as he pushes them up. You end up putting your pants back on yourself, having to pull them on over your shoes, while Bokuto watches, still close. Once fully on, he hugs you close and gives you another kiss, one hand on your back as the other grabs a fistful of your ass. “We’ll continue this later, hm?” He hums, not waiting for your answer before he goes to leave. You may be worried of others knowing, but his goal is to make sure everyone knows he’s getting special care from you.

Hinata seems surprised when Bokuto leaves the women’s restroom, but not too surprised when you’re following after him. Even with wobbly legs, you’re able to act as if everything’s normal as you wave off any concerns, telling him you’re fine. Bokuto seems to hang back a bit, waiting for you to follow him. Hinata also notices this, but just walks back to the gym without mentioning anything. Once you’re walking in front of him, Bokuto follows, his smile never leaving his face.

By the time the next whistle blows, signaling it’s dinner time and the boys need to go wash up, your legs have stopped their wobbliness. Bokuto made sure to ask for lots of water and an extra towel, making sure you had to walk in front of everyone and he made sure to smile your way every time you did so, chest puffed with pride. Your worries were probably useless, knowing he’d have bragged about it if anyone asked him questions. Even when you got your stuff and had to bend over, grabbing the bucket of water bottles, Bokuto couldn’t help but pat your ass as he walked by. Bearing with it, you pretended like nothing happened when you went to leave, managing to keep a calm facade. Not only had you made sure you wouldn’t have your back facing them when you bent down, but you were out of the way, so Bokuto deliberately went to you just to grope you. It’s nothing you shouldn’t expect, but it’s still embarrassing and very much out of your comfort zone.

Bokuto doesn’t call for you that night, as you spend your time before bed in Aran’s room. He’s been one of the few to not ask for favors as much, but you felt he needed something after a stressful day of dealing with a whining Atsumu. Not only do you spend time with Aran, who happens to be respectful of your comfort levels, but you also get to be occupied when Bokuto goes looking to ‘continue’ what he started that afternoon. Bokuto also is one of the more well-endowed members of the team, but Aran is right up there with him. After slurping up any extra cum from his cock, you give his tip a kiss as he thanks you.

“Whenever you need me,” you chirp, waving goodbye with a smile. You sigh heavily once leaving the room, but find yourself holding your breath as you pass by Bokuto’s room. The sound of snoring calms your nerves, seeing he couldn’t wait for you to be done. Tooting your own horn, you gave Aran’s one of the best blowjobs you could give as long as it drew it out as long as you could. With a brisk and silent walk into your room, you finally felt yourself fully relax once you were inside. Exhausted from the day, you simply undressed and put on a large t-shirt, deciding to shower in the morning when you weren’t as tired.

As you took too long to finish up with Aran, Bokuto ended up falling asleep while waiting for the moans and obscene noises to cease from the room. The rooms weren’t soundproof, which taught him that Sakusa was a heavy sleeper since he didn’t hear the bed creaking that one night, but that means he could hear Aran’s low moans as you went down on him in the next room. Bokuto found himself getting turned on from the noises, his mind running laps as he imagined what you could possibly be doing to get Aran to let loose with his moans, but after a quick handjob to the noises, he felt exhausted to wait anymore. However, that was before most people were asleep, right after dinner. Too early for him, usually, so he ends up waking up to a dark room and quick check on his phone shows it’s only a little past midnight, making him groan.

He can’t stop thinking about the noises, though. Just a wet dream of you servicing his cock and making him sound like that had his cock springing up once again, another groan as he accidentally rubbed it against the mattress when he rolled over. It may be late, but surely you wouldn’t mind if he wanted to get another taste. If you’re up, he’ll have to ask you for some lip service instead, but his hopes are dashed when he sees your light is off. Hoping it’s just the light, he goes to open your door and is surprised to find it unlocked, seeing as you usually lock it when you go to bed. Opening the door, sure enough, you’re asleep, not even under the covers as you sleep so peacefully.

Still as vulnerable and helpless as ever, he can’t help but grin as he shuts the door, eager to take advantage. You don’t even move as he kneels on your bed, crawling over your body as you stay still. A couple of noises leave your lips as he finds his hands massaging the flesh of your thighs and ass, testing your tolerance. He gets a movement, you putting your face into the pillow a bit more as you push your weight to the other side. Finding himself to be lucky, he slides two fingers underneath the panties, pushing them into your cunt as he’s surprised to find you’re quite wet. Thinking you might be having a dream of him as he’s had one of you, his cock twitches as he pulls off your panties. He doesn’t want to rip them off, hoping he can pull them back up you after he’s filled you up, so he’s gentle as he tugs them down your legs.

Even when he pulls your ass into the air by your waist, you don’t wake up. Your legs aren’t very good at keeping you up, but he manages to line his cock with your entrance, using his own body to keep yours stable. Without you squirming or screaming, he finds it a bit lackluster when he bottoms out easily. You don’t struggle against him, your walls parting easily for his cock. Leaning over you, he grabs fistfuls of your breasts, pushing your loose shirt all the way up as he starts a slow pace. He may have wanted you asleep, but he misses the fire you have when you’re awake.

A deep groan in your ear as he feels you squeeze his cock, sucking him back in as he rocks himself out of you. A more harsh thrust has you gasping, fingers grasping at the pillow beneath them and a moan spilling from your lips. Soon after, your eyes are fluttering open as you try to understand what’s going on. The thrusts in and out of your cunt have you going on alert, wide eyes searching behind you to find Bokuto, smiling down at you. “Nice of you to wake up,”

“Bok— Bokuto?” You sleepily reply, brain processing everything. Each drag of his cock in your walls had you clenching around him and a moan escaping your throat. “What are you doing?”

“I missed you after you spent some time with Aran. It sounded like so much fun, I had a dream about you so I came to see you. You sounded like you were enjoying it, so I didn’t see a reason to stop.” He can feel you squeezing him more, your body rigid as you squirm under him, it’s much better than just fucking your limp body. It’s like you’re trying to push him out as if your cunt wasn’t sucking him in before your eyes opened. “Just gotta let me fill you up, okay?”

“No, no, stop!” You shake off the sleepiness, trying to squirm away but he just pushes your head into the pillows, using his other hand to keep your hips still. With your mouth against the pillows, you can’t tell him to stop and you can’t even try to get him to take his cock out of you, so you just have to lay there and take it as your nails dig into his arm and wrist.

“Feel so fucking good,” he groans picking up his pace as he slaps his hips against your ass. “All mine,” he mumbles, barely audible over his mixture of moans and groans. He doesn’t bother trying to keep quiet, even making sure the bed frame hits the wall with each harsh thrust. Screwing your eyes shut, you try to block everything out until you hear the door creak open. Bokuto, however, never ceases in his pace.

“Bokuto-san? Wha— Why are you in here?” Hinata’s voice whispers. It’s loud enough for you both to hear it, even over the squelching noises. “I didn’t—”

“Fucking our cute manager, what else?” Bokuto replies, cocky as ever. It’s like he’s showing off a prize, a special treat he got. Squirming some more, hoping maybe Hinata will see your dilemma, you manage to free your face from the fabric and look towards Hinata. There’s a blush coating his cheeks as his eyes are trained on where Bokuto’s hips are slamming into you, mesmerized by the way your cunt accepts his cock. When his eyes move to you, he just stares at you, probably noticing the tears on your cheeks. “Pretty, ain’t she?”

“Help,” you whisper, hoping Hinata can see your lips. “Hinata, please,” you manage to get out, although your voice is hoarse. He doesn’t really move, but you try to move your hand to reach out to him, but Bokuto seems to sense what you’re about to do. Using his hand to lift up your head, your throat is strained so you can hardly say anything and your hands fly to his arm, digging your nails into them.

“I see you looking, Hinata,” Bokuto says, pushing two of his fingers into your mouth and pressing them against your tongue to keep your voice muffled as you try to scream. “It’s a good scene, isn’t it?”

“N-No, I-” he stutters, but then you manage to watch as his hand moves to his sleeping shorts, covering his growing erection. Knowing he’s getting turned on by Bokuto fucking you, your hopes of help are dashed. Does he know you don’t want this? He should, Hinata knows you better than most — you would’ve told him about the decision to sleep around rather than just give blowjobs.

“Enjoying the show a bit? Lock the door and I’ll let you get a closer look,” Bokuto then says, a predatory grin on his face as he stares at Hinata. There’s a beat and a small swell of hope, but then Hinata’s moving to lock the door. The resounding click feels like it echoes in the room, then you notice Bokuto’s thrusts have slowed down until they’re hardly noticeable. He’s then pulling out of you, flipping you over so your back is to the mattress and crooking his finger to bring Hinata closer. You think he’s gonna have Hinata enter you as well, but instead he just tells him to sit back and watch.

Bokuto swiftly pushes back into you, hand covering your mouth as you scream. “God, I missed that. You’re so compliant when you’re asleep,” he groans, grinning when tears form in your eyes again and your nails dig into his arm once more. You can hardly do any damage, his body rock hard as he keeps you pinned down as his hips slam against yours. It’s powerful, heard each time and the sloppy wet noises of your slick coating his cock with each thrust make your stomach churn.

Hinata watches, eyes hardly leaving your form as he drinks up each movement. Bokuto makes sure to adjust your leg, pushing it to your shoulder so Hinata has more room to look. You can’t bear to look at Hinata, feeling sick when you watch him pull down his shorts, freeing his hard cock as he jacks himself off. He’s getting off of the way your cunt eagerly accepts Bokuto’s cock, especially the sticky wetness that coats the shaft each time he pulls out. Each thrust Bokuto gives to you, Hinata’s matching the pace with his hand and squeezing down on his cock each time Bokuto groans, swearing.

When Bokuto takes his thumb and starts rubbing against your clit, your legs tighten as your back arches, your mouth free as you freely let out a mixture of a groan and a mewl, elbows digging into the mattress as you do. A dark chuckle from Bokuto brings you down from the temporary high. “So much fight, yet easily giving up in the end,” he says, flicking your little bud with his thumb so you can’t properly reply. Soon enough, your walls are constructing around his cock as you grit your teeth, drool spilling from the corner of your mouth, legs shaking as you orgasm.

Bokuto groans, sighing as he pulls his cock out of your cunt, making sure to show Hinata the sheen on it, all of your cum. It’s short-lived, as Bokuto’s pushing back into you and chasing his own end now. You don’t get the small pleasure of being uncaged, feeling Bokuto’s weight on you before you can process anything and his relentless harsh pace begins again, low moans in your ear as he keeps your legs bent and up towards your torso. His heavy balls slap against your ass as he coats your pussy and ass in your own slick, you feeling the fluid dripping down your ass. Before Bokuto finishes, you hear Hinata let out a moan, a strangled moan, as if he’s holding back, but then Bokuto’s pumping you full of his cum as he fists the sheets under him. A few lazy thrusts and then he’s pulling out, watching his cum ooze from your stretched cunt.

Bokuto then spreads your legs, signaling Hinata closer as he continues to fist his cock. He looks like he’s about to explode, but he gets closer to you as his hand slows. Bokuto brings him a little closer, guiding his cock against your sloppy pussy and patting it against you, the final touch before Hinata’s cum is splashing against your stomach and chest, some getting on your shirt. All you do is gasp, dipping some fingers into the gunk as Hinata finishes, with the help of Bokuto using his own cum as lube.

“It— It looked so good, I’m sorry,” Hinata pants out, trying to clean the excess cum off his cock. Bokuto seems to be obsessed with pushing his own cum back into you as you just lay back, unsure of what to do. “Can I.. Can I have a taste?”

“Wait, no,” you try to stop him, but Bokuto’s encouraging him, moving behind you as he keeps your legs spread for Hinata. Hinata, like Bokuto had earlier in the day, gets on his knees before your dripping pussy and laps up the cum oozing from it. You’re biting on your lip, hands finding themselves on Bokuto’s arms as you twitch. Still sensitive, you can only sit there as Hinata cleans you up with his tongue.

Seemingly not minding the taste, he hums in satisfaction as he licks and slurps up the creamy liquid, licking his lips even. With a pat on your thighs, Bokuto tells Hinata to put his hands against them and he does, leaving Bokuto’s hands free. He decides to play with your breasts, rubbing your nipples between his fingers pulling them, getting your back arching. Hinata may not seem as strong as Bokuto, but he keeps a firm grip on your thighs and keeps your legs from closing. Once he’s slurped up most of the cum, he pushes his face all the way into your pussy, tongue flicking in and out of your cunt and as whine, squirming again at the feeling.

Bokuto coats two of his fingers in his own spit, rubbing the saliva against your nipple before playing with it again. His other hand moves down to rub at your clit, getting you clenching around Hinata’s tongue before he goes back to slurping and gentle sucks. With Bokuto rubbing your clit, Hinata finds his lips trailing lower to focus on your cunt, until his tongue grazes over your ass. Jolting with a yelp, you attempt to move away. “Oh, seems like she enjoyed that. Do it again, Hinata.” Hinata does exactly that, tongue tracing around your puckered hole as you whine and squirm.

“Wait, no, not there, please,” you beg, getting Hinata to hesitate. Unlike Bokuto, who would continue regardless. A short hesitance, then Hinata’s back to tracing his tongue around and over. He never pushes it in, thankfully, but his nose does tend to nudge your cunt as he moves his tongue and lips around your other entrance. That, combined with Bokuto’s onslaught on your nipple and clit, has you trying to close your legs as you twitch, a groan as your juices splash against Hinata’s face, combined with some of Bokuto’s cum. He doesn’t seem to mind, lapping it all up and cleaning it off the rest of his face. When Hinata stands up, he turns pink when he sees how hard he is, hand grabbing his cock and giving it a few pumps. You think he’s gonna just coat your inner thighs in his cum, but Bokuto has other plans.

“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind if you gave her a little creampie, would she?” He hums, hand grasping your chin a bit harshly. “I’ll even tell you her sweet spots, what do you think?”

When Hinata furiously nods his head, letting Bokuto guide his cock into your cunt, you whine from the sensitivity and from annoyance. Hinata keeps his hands firmly on your thighs as he thrusts into you, making sure to drag his cock against your walls, while Bokuto brings your hand to his cock, eager to have you servicing him somehow. When tears stream down your cheeks, Bokuto simply wipes them away with his finger, but Hinata leans closer to lick them away, his tongue sticky from your cum coating it.

“Hinata, stop,” you whine, trying one last time. This time, Bokuto doesn’t interfere, but it’s still useless.

“I always expected to take your virginity, you know? I was your friend first,” he rambled off, never looking away from how you sucked in his cock. “I like you, a lot, so I’m gonna fill you up with my cum, okay?”

Whining doesn’t deter either of them and squirming just means they hold you down tighter, rendering you completely helpless against them.

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honeymaki · 2 years

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omg i woke up to reading some of how aot women eat pussy and *ahem* would u like to elaborate on annie 🥺 she strikes me as the lazy but not half-assed type,,, her tongue doing long and languid strokes over your slit before she hooks her arms around your thighs and buries her face in ur pretty pussy >_<

(also, can i be ur ‘doll’ anon?)

u may be doll 🥺🥺

Annie is very languid about eating pussy, not because she's lazy but because she loves to dedicate each and every lick, kiss and flick to your fat, perfect pussy. She's reclined half on her side, propping her head on one of your thighs while the other is held up and open by her strong, rough hand. Trusting you to stay still, Annie doesn't feel the need to spread you with her fingers, doesn't want to see your clit glisten when she parts your folds - she does it all with her tongue. Slices through the fat of your pussy lips with a slow, hard lick; tongue pointed and flat, eyes rolling at the taste of you flooding her mouth and painting her lips. She'll do that a few times, eyes zeroed in on the way your hole clenches with each pass of her slippery muscle and the way your cunt positively blooms as you grow more aroused, more loose, more - honeyed, syrupy, salty and dripping down her throat.

Annie changes her tactics then, shoulder growing numb and she - rises to her knees, arms looping under your thighs and pushing them up, pushing them out, folding your knees to your chest and exposing every last part of you. She ignores your squeals, your mewls, your frantic hands grappling for purchase on any part of her body you could reach. She ignores it all because fuck - right there - right there; your cunt practically bulges between your thighs, clit hidden beneath your folds and beneath curls of soft hair, thighs quivering and framing the pussy that drips and dribbles and creams for her. It's too much for her, too much for her to hold back despite wanting to take it slow, be a little more gentle with her meal and you get nothing more than a "be a good girl" before she's diving in with an open mouth and a dropped tongue.

If Annie is anything - she's thorough; mean almost with her kisses and swallows and suckles of your pussy. Tugging your labia into her mouth, lips sealing hard and rough round your clit till you scream, tongue curling and bullying all mean into your fluttering hole; she's a menace really. And you can hardly get anything in edgewise, clutching the sheets beside you, tugging them from the mattress, unable to move from the fold she's pressed you into. And sometimes - fuck - sometimes she'll get too thorough, wants her good girl to be the best girl and sometimes, her hungry mouth will venture down, licking up the streams of cum pouring down the crest of your ass and that - that's when you really loose your mind.

#🧋.answers #🍡.nsfw #🍡.wlw #cw.oral #cw.rimming #cw.size exclusive #❥.chubby reader hours #annie x reader #annie smut #snk smut #aot smut #attack on titan smut

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honeymaki · 3 years

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mikasa eats it from the back because she likes to hold you up when you start to shake and loves how whiny you get when you can’t touch her.

yes. i will elaborate.

Mikasa moans into your pussy when she feels you cream on her tongue and digs her nails into the backs of your thighs when you slump your chest into the sheets and drool into the comforter:(( Mikasa has this perfect pointed tongue that's the devil when she fancies focusing on your clit with precise, hard swipes and flicks, and her sharp little canines always find purchase on the swell of your ass, and maybe that pointed tongue licks a full stripe up your cunt, maybe it travels further and dips into that other fluttering hole of yours, prompting a whole new set of shivers and mewls from your already fucked out figure<33

#pls if u would like to elaborate I am brain dead rn #🧋.answers #♥︎.kitty’s friends #it's⇢sky #🍡.nsfw #🍡.wlw #cw.oral #cw.rimming #mikasa x reader #mikasa smut #paws - aot

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bokutoslittlebird · 3 years

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IwaOiMatsuHana + Omegaverse

Warnings: gangbang, Omegaverse, knotting, ruts (3), Hanamaki is the only omega, oral (receiving and giving), Alpha on Alpha action (Iwaizumi & Matsukawa, Iwaizumi & Oikawa), rimming, facial, overstimulation, bit of (and implied) biting, collars/choking

Side note: I think I deleted the submission but to the requester: I don’t do sequels to my Valentine’s event so I ended up going with the idea my best friend [ @cutie-satori ] came up with. I hope you both enjoy.

The bedroom was heavy with heat, digging into skin and bringing sweat to Hanamaki’s brow as he fought the urge to keep his eyes open. A small nest was where he lay, under the scrutinizing gaze of his Alphas, each one brimming with pheromones and instinct. But this was a desperate time for each of them, pushing and growling at one another to see who would be able to sate themselves inside of Hanamaki first.

Oikawa was quickly out, Iwaizumi and Matsukawa’s scent stronger and more powerful than his. Essentially benched until further notice, he crawls over to Hanamaki to delve into some pleasure. Hanamaki’s eyes flicker from the two Alphas to Oikawa, his tongue flicking out against his hot skin as his eyes focused on the Omega beneath him. He wouldn’t dare try to scuffle with the other two right now, with Matsukawa holding Iwaizumi down and rutting against him, cock hard and leaking with precum. No, he’ll just have a taste.

Tracing his tongue across Hanamaki’s skin, Oikawa presses kisses to supple flesh, occasionally dragging his teeth across it. It’s only a moment until Oikawa’s lips are removed from Hanamaki’s skin, sucking on the tip of his cock as a tongue flicks over the slit. It’s erotic to watch, Oikawa keeping his eyes on his while putting his mouth to good use. Even in his rut, his mouth seems to be running. With his tongue, Oikawa is definitely a force to be reckoned with. Open mouth kisses are pressed to the side of Hanamaki’s cock, Oikawa moving down to Hanamaki’s hole. A sweet taste for Oikawa, his tongue flattens against the skin, his hands keeping Hanamaki spread while lips and a tongue tease his hole.

Oikawa makes quick work of Hanamaki, one hand moving from his inner thigh to his cock, wrapping around it and brushing his thumb over the slit. With a loud pop, Oikawa removes himself only to put Hanamaki in his mouth, cleaning the mess he made. It’s only then do Iwaizumi and Matsukawa seemed to have sorted out their differences, Iwaizumi sporting new marks upon his skin. Dark blotches where Matsukawa dug too deep or where his teeth got ahead of himself. Red and pink marks litter his neck and shoulders, moving as his muscles flex under skin while he crawls to Oikawa.

Matsukawa has less marks on him, the most of them on his chest while he holds none that are too dark. It shows a clear winner — Matsukawa. Iwaizumi nudges Oikawa out of the way, practically growling at him as he pushes him to the ground, effectively putting Oikawa in his place. Hanamaki’s slick will make it easier for them, but it still proves Oikawa got ahead of himself. Moving out of Matsukawa’s way, the two of them position themselves near Hanamaki’s head.

Matsukawa turns Hanamaki over, putting his ass in the air while his cheek is pressed against the fabric of the nest. It’s tasteful, a cherry ready to be picked and on display for an Alpha ready to feast. Iwaizumi makes sure Hanamaki doesn’t forget about him, fingers digging into the Omega’s hair and bringing his head next to Iwaizumi’s hard cock, eager for attention. Oikawa whines, moving closer to rub against Iwaizumi, desperate for his own attention. Hanamaki is so focused on using his hands to rub the two Alphas’ dicks, he forgets about Matsukawa.

At least, until he feels a finger enter him.

Hanamaki arches his back, moving his ass closer to Matsukawa and the finger is joined by another, gently stretching him out. Despite the slick dripping from his hole, the sloppy sounds of it like an engine in his ear, Matsukawa refuses to give into his instincts until he’s 100% sure Hanamaki is prepared.

With Hanamaki’s mouth opened, moaning as he feels another finger enter him, Iwaizumi takes the opportunity to move Hanamaki’s mouth onto his cock. Iwaizumi doesn’t force his head down all the way, keeping the knot out of his mouth. Hanamaki continues to pump Oikawa’s hard cock, shallowing bobbing his head on Iwaizumi’s, all while Iwaizumi presses his lips to Oikawa’s, keeping them both entertained.

Matsukawa rests a large hand on Hanamaki’s rear, a small warning of what’s to come. The fingers are removed, but something else pushes into Hanamaki, the stretch more unbearable than the three fingers. Long and hard, Matsukawa pushes his cock all the way into Hanamaki but leaves the knot out. After all, his is quite large.

Hanamaki’s moans add vibration to Iwaizumi’s cock, the Alpha groaning at the feeling. Fingers tighten in pink locks, Iwaizumi not forgetting about his hand and the control he has over Hanamaki. Matsukawa starts his thrusts, leaning over Hanamaki to press kisses to his back and shoulders, trying to be gentle. It doesn’t last long, him soon picking up the pace as he growls, arms flexing with each thrust.

Iwaizumi suddenly pulls Hanamaki off of him, the Omega’s back arching even more as he feels thick, hot streams of cum cover his face. Hanamaki makes sure to keep his mouth open and his eyes closed, licking off any excess as he moans. Matsukawa takes this opportunity to grab Hanamaki’s collar, keeping him in that position as his thrusts get harder, forcing Hanamaki to use both of his hands to stabilize himself.

Oikawa and Iwaizumi don’t like that, his hands occupied while his mouth releases sweet sounding moans. Instead of ruining such a state, they paw at their own cocks, rubbing and pumping while staring at Hanamaki. His eyes are rolled back in his head, the collar digging into his throat as his mewls get more strained the harder Matsukawa goes. A few more groans, another growl, and Matsukawa’s pushing himself fully into Hanamaki, making him scream in pain and pleasure. Mouth perfectly held open, eyes rolled back in bliss and his tongue

hands out, Oikawa and Iwaizumi both come to their ends, whining and groaning as thick globs of cum land on Hanamaki’s face and a bit on the nest.

But it’s not quite over yet. Each one of the Alphas get a turn.

#BB.Kinky #haikyuu smut #Mr. Tōru #Mr. Hajime #Mr. Issei #Mr. Takahiro #matsuhana smut #iwaoi smut #iwaoimatsuhana smut #BB.🐾#BB.Requests #haikyuu omegaverse #tw.choking #tw.collar #tw.rimming #cw.rimming #cw.overstimulation

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