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vexx97 · 2 years

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When hearts change

For @iwaasfairy Persephone collab

Dilf! Age Osamu/reader

Wc: 5857

Tw: Stockholm syndrome, noncon, dubcon, one (1) slap, implied kidnapping, kept locked in basement, daddy kink, pet names, alcohol, Tsumu makes an appearance.

You don't remember how you got here or how long you've been, months maybe? Time doesn't feel relevant when you're locked away in a dark basement with only a single dim bulb illuminating the room around you. You're clothes, if you even want to call them that, are tagged and dirty. The man who keeps you here is named Osamu, he's older then you by about twenty years. Tall and strong, broad shoulders and thick thighs but albeit soft in the stomach from years of working at his restaurant, or so he's told you. All you remember is passing in the alley behind his restaurant where you met him the first time then it's black.

Osamu has a big house just outside the city, he keeps you locked away waiting for you to break and behave. He's a patient man and is more than happy to fuck that attitude out of you. Whether it be your throat, your cunt, or your ass he'll fuck the attitude out of you and break you to be his pretty little wife. Although you are a stubborn one, always fighting him and mouthing sharp jabs when you see him. None of his friends and family are aware that you are there, not you're the girl that went missing months and months ago. Except for Atsumu. Atsumu knows everything when it comes to his twin, they're a little too close for normal twins. And you always always hate it when he comes over, able to hear them upstairs in the kitchen as they get more intoxicated through the night.

Atsumu is always the loudest talking about the team he's coaching now that he's retired, after a while it gets quiet before the door to the basement opens and Osamu is leading a drunk Atsumu to you. Like a mouse trapped in a cage you learned long ago that you can't run or plead with Atsumu unlike Osamu who has gotten a bit softer with you over the years of being forced to be with him. Atsumu has a tendency to be cruel when he's drunk, deciding to behave scared of what Tsumu might do to you sitting obediently on your knees, hands in your lap. You hold back a whimper when you see samu sit in the large armchair nursing a beer, knowing that when he does this he's gonna let Atsumu do whatever he wants. Stealing a look to Osamu again he gives a wave of his hand, motioning to Atsumu and for you to pay attention to him. Turning back to the blond you whimper at his cruel smile as his fingers slowly tangle in your hair.

His grip turns harsh and shoves your face into his crotch making you rub your cheek against his half hard cock, you hear him mention how it's a shame that you aren't his cause he'd at least have you tied to a bed instead of a dirty basement. His words fall on deaf ears as you focus on anything but his cock hardening against your cheek. Osamu clears his throat warning you to behave, swallowing hard you look up at Atsumu who looks back with a look of expectation. Taking a deep breath you close your eyes and take Atsumus now hard cock in your mouth. You always took too long for Atsumu's liking so he opts to shove his cock all the way down your throat causing your eyes to go wide and tears to form. He grunts out for you to keep his eyes on him and starts to roughly fuck your throat like he would your cunt or ass.

Tears fall as you focus on breathing, listening obediently to his instructions to keep your eyes on him. You're thankful Atsumu’s cock is more sensitive and not as thick as Osamu’s, he cums quickly throwing his head back with a loud moan of your name. You try to swallow his cum but you're sent into a coughing fit, saliva and cum spilling out of your mouth and onto your hands and lap, the feeling of humiliation and shame weighs heavy on your body when you hear Atsumu drunkenly laugh at you. You start crying, the humiliation of being laughed at by Atsumu is too much, Osamu steps in smacking Atsumu in the back of the head. He pulls a cloth from his back pocket wiping you down, he stares at you for a long moment before taking the keys at his belt and undoing the chain on your ankle. Swiftly picking you up and barking at Atsumu to follow him.

Atsumu grumbles curse after curse while he follows his twin upstairs grabbing another beer in the kitchen, you watch Osamu whose face has always been unreadable to you but opt to curl in to make yourself as small as possible sniffling and hiccuping but trying to stay quiet. Osamu looks down at you, furrowing his brows as you try to be as small and quiet as possible. He drops you on his bed snatching the beer from Atsumu and drinking it for himself, Atsumu yells at his brother before grumbling back to the kitchen for another. You hug your legs to your chest looking down but out of your peripheral you can see Osamu standing in front of you finishing it himself and setting it on his night stand. Suddenly he's in your face and making you lay back down on the bed, arms caging you in. Your trembling, being upstairs is new and you can't read his face. Without looking from your face he takes both wrists in one hand and pins them above your head, the other gently wrapping one of your legs around his waist before kneading the soft flesh of your thigh.

His gentleness is something that you've hardly ever seen, swallowing nervously at this new feeling even the bed underneath you is so new and much softer than yours. He can see the confusion in your eyes but when he moves to kiss you, his interrupted by Atsumu pulling at his shoulder complaining about how tonight is his night with the toy. Osamus eyebrow twitches at his twin, turning to glare at Atsumu he speaks low. "Sit down and shut yer trap she belongs to me." Atsumu pouts but listens anyway huffing as he moves to sit in the living room slamming the door behind him. Your confusion only increases but now you have Osamu's sole attention. With Osamu staring at you so intensely, you don't realize you started crying until he shushes you and wipes away your tears, cupping your cheek he leans down to kiss the other side of your cheek and down your jaw. You whimper, closing your eyes tightly still scared of when he might do, you hear Samu curse under his breath before he turns your face to him and gives you a heated kiss.

A part of you hate how soft his lips feel and how his tongue alone is making your body heat up but you know you can't help it, body quivering in his hold. Pulling away he whispers a soft "Look at me princess." Your eyes widen he's never used a sweet name for you, only harsh words when you act up, hesitating you look up at him body still trembling in his hold. His face is still unreadable as his thumb strokes the stray tears from your cheek. You can smell the alcohol on his breath but he tells you praises you've never heard before, promises of the life he dreams for you both and the sweetness makes your stomach twist because in another world, maybe you could have this life with such an admittedly handsome man. It becomes too much, you squirm under him tears back full force. His eyebrow twitches as he asks what's your problem, glaring at him you spill everything how he's gotten you terrified how he lets his brother be so cruel you've been down in the basement for who knows how long and all he's done is torment you and use your body.

Osamu frowns at your outbursts after he just spilled his heart to you and when you feel the grip on your wrists tighten in warning, it only makes you want to fight against him squirming and thrashing. It all comes to a hard stop when Osamu lifts himself up away from you and lands a harsh slap across your cheek. You stop moving, tasting iron on your tongue. All you can do is lay there and cry under him, it's quiet for a while as he stares down at you. You whimper out a small I'm sorry, he lets go of your wrists and picks you up again. You don't fight, just hide your face and cry in your hands, he tosses you on the couch by Atsumu waving for him to have at it while he goes back to his room. You cry out that you're sorry, scrambling off the couch to beg Osamu to take you away from Atsumu but the blonde grabs your ankle making you trip on the floor, his heavier body landing on top of yours and pinning you down. You're shaking and drop your head knowing you've messed up and won't get out of this, body pliant as Atsumu flips you over mocking you for the bruise on your cheek.

Just to add emphasis, he drags his tongue across your bruised cheek then bites down harshly on the skin, hips rutting against yours and hands pushing up the ratty shirt you were given to wear. You cry out but don't fight him, instead spreading your legs for him hoping to get this over with soon. He leans close to your face, smelling the alcohol on his breath you grimace as he smile telling you to be a good slut and take it. He reaches between your body's freeing his cock from his sweats, ripping your panties from your body he shoves himself in your cunt without warning or prep. Your screams echo through the house, unable to help your nails digging into Atsumus arms, heavy thrusts the feel bruising on your hips and his cock battering your cunt. When his hand wraps around your throat you pray to anything and anyone that's listening for this to end quickly and thanks to him being so drunk your wish is answered. He cums quickly and it seems to have exhausted him, pulling out and pulling up his sweats he collapses on the couch leaving you a mess on the floor. You close your knees and put your face in your hands and cry quietly, body and face sore.

You don't know when you fell asleep but next you wake up you're back into the basement, ankle chain back in place and a bowl of cold rice and miso soup on a tray next to the bed. You drag your sore dirty body to start eating the food but you end up crying while you eat, knowing that this is just bound to repeat again. You lose your appetite and put your bowl down, bringing your knees to your chest you just hold yourself and cry. Thinking of what Osamu said last night your mind wanders to what might have been if everything played out differently. It would be a few days before Osamu made his way down to the basement holding a tray of food for you and set it down in front of him on the floor before sitting down in the chair, you not moving from the bed, in fear of angering him again. He has another beer in his hands watching you, his free hand snapping his fingers pointing to the spot in front of him. Hesitantly you crawl to where he wants you, sitting on your knees with your head down.

He gives you the command to eat knowing that you've been barely eating what he gives you or not eating at all, you listen slowly picking at the bowl of rice but pause when you hear him sigh and lean forward to harshly grab your hair making you look at him "I hate people who waste my food, so fucking eat." Your lip trembles but you whimper out a yes sir, putting the bowl of rice down to pick up the bowl of chicken and veggies he brought down. Taking a bite you look up at him as he stares down at you with cold eyes. He leans back in his chair sipping his beer and watching you eat until the dishes are clear, you even going so far as to eat the stray grains of rice in the bowl. When his beer is finished, he pulls out a black leather collar. The simple command of "behave" has you lifting up your head to let him put it snugly around your neck. When he sits back you bring your fingers up to touch the collar feeling the cool leather and small ring on the front. You look at him wide eyed, he leans forward twisting his finger in the ring and bring your face close to his. "I'm giving you one last chance to leave this basement. Fuck it up again and I'll give to Tsumu permanently."

Just the thought is enough to bring tears to your eyes and you tell him that you're sorry, that you'll behave which he scoffs at. Letting go of the ring, he rests his hand on his thigh telling you to prove it, looking at you expectantly. Swallowing, you lean forward to pull out his soft cock from his pants and look up at him when you take it into your mouth. Gently sucking on the head and small licks to get him hard are given along the shaft, Osamu spreads his legs allowing you more room now that he's fully hard. Thick and heavy on your tongue you work your way down taking as much of him as you can before bobbing your head. His fingers thread through your hair and you feel him pushing your head down forcing you to take his cock all the way then bring you back up, taking the hint, you struggle to take all of him down and eventually relax your throat enough to deep throat him smoothly. You swallow his cock till your nose is buried in the thick black pubes at the base, lavishing the sensitive underside of his cock with your tongue before pulling back up. Tears fall but you ignore them in favor of pleasing the man in front you.

You managed to finally get a groan out of him, hearing him say "That's it, good girl" it's enough to have you pushing through and taking him down your throat again, moving up and down his cock faster. Your hands come up and knead his heavy balls, hollowing your cheeks you apply more pressure with your tongue sucking on the fathead. He tosses his head back, hips thrusting into your mouth. The grip on your hair tightens but he doesn't stop you or force you down letting you work his cock with your tongue. Wrapping your hand around the base you pump his cock squeezing the head every so often while moving your mouth and suck one of his balls into your mouth, feeling just how big and heavy they are on your tongue. He's panting, a small sign telling you he's getting close. You switch sides and take the other in your mouth giving it the same attention, hand picking up pace smearing precum over his length. You hear him start to talk with a rough tug on your hair, "Come on now princess, daddy's gonna cum be good and swallow all of it."

His words makes your cunt clench but you ignore it taking his cock back in your mouth, sucking on the head rhythmically as one hand strokes his cock faster and the others squeeze his balls. His hips start bucking more and he uses both hands to to hold your hair as he cums down your throat, thick warm cum filling your mouth quickly as you try to swallow it all. You close your eyes tightly focusing on being good and not wanting to be punished, when he slips his softening cock out a little drips out of your mouth. Quickly swiping it up with your fingers you stick them in your mouth and clean them off as Osamu gently grips your chin making you look up at him. You stare up at him and open your mouth, going the extra step to show him that you swallowed all of his cum, getting him to smile "That's my good princess" putting himself away he unlocks your ankle chain and hooks a different chain in the ring of your collar, tugging you to follow him upstairs. You follow a couple steps behind on shaky legs, eye squinting at the sudden bright light. He leads you to his bedroom, looking around you don't see Atsumu anywhere but don't dare ask Osamu where he might be. Once in his room he leads you to the ensuite bathroom and unhooks the chain, picking you up he sets you on the counter he orders you to stay as he starts a bath.

You stare down at your lap playing with the hem of the dirty shirt you wore until the tub is filled up and he comes back over to you. With ease he takes off the shirt tossing it into the trash and sets you in the soapy bath water, it's hot and makes you hiss but after not having one in who knows how many days you quickly adapt to it. Osamu kneels next to the tub, tipping your head back as he wets your hair, it's quiet as he washes you taking his time and making sure you're clean. You still can't read his face but look at him when he gently takes your face in one hand, thumb stroking over the bruise he'd left. You flinch when he touches your bruised cheek and look down into the dirty water, tears brimming your eyes when you realize all that was taken from you in a brief moment. You hear him sigh and empty the dirty water turning on the detachable shower head and having you stand so he can rinse your body.

The quiet returns though this time it feels suffocating, once you've been rinsed clean he grabs a soft towel wrapping it around you. Picking you up he carries you to his bed gently setting you down so he can dry you off, hands never rough when it comes to your face he gently pats your cheek before leaning down kissing the bruise softly as not to hurt you. You sniffle, letting him do as he needs to take care of you but yelling at yourself at the warmth you feel from being cleaned up like this. He's careful when putting body lotion on you, pausing when he notices how warm it is between your legs but not acting on it, instead dressing you in another clean shirt and panties that he bought specifically for you. You sit on his bed looking at your lap as he stands in front of you, tears beading your lashes as you remember the last time you were here. He slowly steps closer, large hands coming to rest on the bed either side of your hips, he nudges your face with his urging you to look at him. "Let's try this again, yea?"

You slowly nod letting him push your body back onto the mattress and crowd over you, placing soft kisses along your cheeks and jaw and his hand lift up your legs to wrap around his waist to press your groin's together. You whimper feeling his half hard cock press against your cunt, hands hesitantly wrapping around his neck holding him close. He whispers praises at your small display of trust, coming up and pulling you in for a heated kiss. Your legs squeeze his hips, starting to roll yours against his as his hands slide under the shirt to rub your sides and tease right under your breasts, his tongue muffling your whines "You like being called a good girl princess?" He whispers against your lips when he pulls back, smirking. The kiss leaves you panting but you nod whispering a meek yes, he captures you in another kiss groaning when he feels you kissing him back. He gives a small roll of his hips causing you to gasp, slipping his tongue back in your mouth he takes his time exploring and claiming you as his.

He can feel how wet your cunt is starting to get through the thin panties he put on you, dampening the front of his sweats as he grinds down harder. you start to pull at his shirt needing more. He doesn't chastise you instead pulling away enough to take his shirt off, body not sculpted as when he was younger tummy a bit soft but shoulders wide and arms strong. Crawling back over you he slips the shirt he put on you over your tits large hands massaging the mounds as his thumbs roll over your nipples. You leave your hands by your head to remain submissive, letting out soft moans his everytime his finger pinch your nipples and you hips buck up against his. You beg for more already a soft please daddy slipping through and making his cock throb. He shushes your whines telling you to be patient and he'll make you feel good, you whine but nod spreading your legs over his thighs you present your soaked panties to him in hopes he'll touch you where you need it most.

He smiles down at you, hands sliding down your inner thighs to your mound, thumbs running along the lips barely brushing against your clit through your panties. He's pleased seeing you so obedient under him, you twitch when he brushes over your clit. You can't remember the last time you've been played with like this but you remind yourself to be good, grasping your own breasts you squeeze them and give your best puppy eyes whimpering out a please daddy I need you. "Does my little princess need her daddy?" A grin creeps up on his face, fingers tapping on your clit until you let out a cry for him. He grabs the hem of your panties and rips them in 2 displaying his raw strength and making you whimpering with arousal and a little in fear. He smiles down at you telling you "Don't worry princess daddy's not gonna hurt you anymore." He shuffles his was down between your legs tossing them over his strong shoulders, he licks a long stripe over your soaked folds before circling your clit with his tongue. Immediately your back arches off the bed and your hands fly to grab his hair, moaning out before you could try to hold it back. It's almost like the more he tastes you, the more ferocious he begins to move hands digging into your plush thighs.

In all the time he's had you he hasn't gotten to taste you, you've been too much of a brat for him to get the chance. But seeing you like this moaning for him and tugging his hair makes him feral, fingers dig into your thighs most likely leaving bruises as he fucks you open on his tongue. You can hear him slurping over your cunt and sucking harshly on your clit drinking like a man starved of water not caring how your squirming hips are smearing your slick all over the lower half of his face. You barely register your approaching orgasm before you're tossed over the edge, pulling his hair tightly as you ride the waves. He takes it, drinking in everything you give him. When the waves have stopped he finally pulls away and sits back on his knees, pupils blown wide he watches the rise as fall of your chest as you catch your breath. Wiping his face with his fingers he prods them against your lips letting out a pleased hum when you open your mouth and gently suck on his fingers tasting yourself. He wants to savor this moment but his hard cock is making it very difficult, it being a good while since he's wanted to cum twice in one night. He tugs off his sweats and underwear quickly lining himself up while you're still recovering, grabbing your hands and putting them over his shoulder he starts to push in, the slide much easier than before with how wet you are now.

Your back arches off the bed, you're still so sensitive and the stretch even prepped is so much. He pushes until he's fully seated then pauses letting you adjust, "Fuck princess keep squeezing like that and I won't last." After a minute you try and roll your hips causing both of you to moan, he gets the hint setting a slow deep pace wanting you to feel all of him. This feels so much better than the times the other times he would force himself on you, tears already blurring your vision, eyes rolling back and nails digging into his skin. Osamu starts marking your neck with love bites groaning and picking up the pace loving how you're falling apart under him. He finds your sweet spot, changing his angle just enough to constantly hit it. Your moans turn to cries of daddy as it becomes too much, another orgasm quickly approaching. Feeling your walls squeeze around him from your impending orgasm makes his balls ache with need, he needs to fill you up stuff you full of his cum. When your orgam’s hits all of your limbs squeeze around his body as yours seizes up, cunt tightening around his pulsing cock and it's not long before he's following behind filling you up to the brim that it's spilling over out of you and onto the bed. Overstimulation sets in quickly when he keeps pumping his hips, grinding down into you and milking himself of ever drop into your greedy cunt. Stuttering cries of daddy spill from trembling lips, tears of overstimulation bead at your lashes only to be kissed away by Osamu when he stills his hips. "So good for me, such a good princess for daddy." The words make up hiccup as you wrap yourself around him, clinging to him like he'll leave if you don't. He notes you react well to praise and definitely isn't complaining having you cling to him.

He trails soft kisses along your chest and neck as you come down from your high, body slowly relaxing from such an intense orgasm and exhaustion setting in quickly. Slowly pulling out, he leans back when you lay back on the bed to watch his cum drip out of your used cunt, 3 thick fingers scooping up what he can and pushing it back into you making you twitch and whine. He chuckles low in his throat before leaning close to your ear, "Can't have it goin to waste princess." You whine, arms circling his neck when he picks you up taking you to the bathroom to clean you up, while you're resting in a chair by his bed he changes the sheets and sets you in them before crawling in behind you. Pulling your exhausted body to his chest he rubs a warm hand over your tummy whispering the words he said of the life he wants with you as you fall asleep.

In the morning, it takes you a moment to remember where you are almost forgetting what it's like to sleep in a real bed, you have to tell yourself to be good over and over again when the memories of Osamu and the night before come flooding in and the soreness of last night sets in. The collar is sitting on the side table, you grab it and put it on. Samu isn't anywhere in the room, shyly and slowly walking to his closet you grab one of the tshirts he has from his shop. Slowly you make your way out of his room looking for Osamu and spot him in the kitchen, a quiet daddy comes from you causing the man to turn around. He turns around with a smile wiping his hand on a hand towel before stepping over to you, hand tracing over the collar before cupping your cheek "What are you doing up out of bed princess?" "I woke up and didn't see you. I was wondering where you went." He seemed pleased with that answer, to him seeing you behaving and looking for his presence means stepping forward to him never having to put you back in the basement. Tilting your chin up he pulls you in for a kiss, heated but sweet.

Your hands cling onto his shirt as you kiss, his hand wrapping around your waist and picking you up to set you on the cold counter top and makes you whine when your bare cunt touches it. Before the kiss can escalate he pulls back telling you to be good and stay there while he turns back to finish cooking breakfast. You swing your legs lightly, fingers twisting together. You're not used to seeing him so sweet and now you don't know what to do, you watch him silently as he cooks. Your mind wonders seeing his arms flex as he moves, you bite your lip and squeeze your thighs together as the memories from last night flood your mind. The motion doesn't go unnoticed by the man next to you. "Easy there princess, daddy will feed you soon" he smirks at you glancing over at your thighs and the finger shapes bruises he can see from where he gripped you last night. You hold back a whine and look down shyly a shiver going up your spine at the tone and indication of his words.

Your face flushes knowing you've been caught staring, you stare at your lap. Seeing the small bruises does nothing to aid the growing heat between your legs, you bite your lip and keep your head down waiting for breakfast to finish. He starts plating up the food to set on the table, making sure to give you a smaller portion than his so you don't upset your stomach then walks back over to you to pick you up and carry you to the table. He pauses just before the table, your cunt having quickly soaked a spot on his shirt. You hide your face in his neck, knowing he can feel how wet you are. "Princess, daddy needs you to tell him what you need and daddy needs to know now." You whimper his voice is strained, moving your face from his neck you grip his shirt tight and look up at him teary eyed. Osamu grips your chin in a firm grip, staring down at you expectantly to follow his command, making you nervous. You wiggle your hips begging for daddy to touch you and fill you up again, that you need his cock, he chuckles calling you a greedy little thing and slapping your ass cheek before 2 thick fingers toy around your slit.

You moan at his teasing, breakfast forgotten on the table he moves to sit on the couch. Keeping you in his lap he toys with your soaked hole, free hand encouraging you to move your hips. "Come on baby, be good and ride daddy's fingers yea?" Your grip on his shirt tightens as you start to rock your hips in a sloppy rhythm but Osamu is there cooing in your ear sweet praise that makes your cunt clench around nothing, his fingers prodding at the entrance enough to feel it though. Suddenly he pushes in 3 fingers which makes you gasp and almost cum on the spot from the stretch. Samu smiles seeing your struggle not to cum yet, he sees how much you want to be good for him. Your nails dig into strong shoulders through his shirt, panting as you try to calm your body enough to rock your hips. You moan feeling him pump his fingers in time with your rocking.

“Look at you, so good for daddy.” Praise and praise is given to you as you rock your hips in his fingers, it's not till you hiccup a “daddy please.” Does he ask again what it is you need, realizing he wants you to say it out loud again you swallow hard. “Want daddy to fill me with his cum.” He smiles taking his fingers out of your cunt and putting them in his mouth, lifting you up enough for him to slide his sweats down his thighs and grab your hips. “Are you ready princess?” When you nod he lines his cock up with your cunt before slamming you down, filling you completely. You scream, he feels deeper than last night. You're panting, gripping his shirt like you'd fade away if you didn't. He allows you to adjust, but you start moving your hips first. Slowly you grind your hips down causing him to tighten his grip on your hips. “Little one, don't start what you can't finish.” His tone is low and commanding as he warns you. You hiccup telling him “I just want you and no one else, not even Atsumu and I'm trying to show you that.”

He's surprised, eyes widening before he quickly recovers, shushing your cries. Standing he holds you to him, cock still buried snuggly in your cunt, shucks off his sweats completely And walks to the bedroom. Holding you close he lays you both down on the bed, cooing at you as he starts a slow steady pace fucking into you. He tells you Atsumu will never had his way with you again and your cunt is his to fill and his alone, sweet words continue even as you teach your peak fingers tangled in his hair as he works you through your orgasm, quickly leading you into another as he comes undone himself.

Turning onto his back, he has you rest on his chest. You two stay like that for awhile, you drawing little shapes over the thin material of his shirt and him rubbing a warm hand up and down your back. He reaches up to kiss the top of your head, before he goes on to tell you more and more of the life he wants with you, and how maybe one day you'll be able to leave the house with him and work by his side at the various locations he set up for his shop. You hun telling him you miss going outside and exploring both the city and the mountains. Hooking a finger under your chin he forces you to look at him, “I promise little one, keep being a good girl for me and I'll take you out shopping and to see the mountains again.”

#hq #tw.daddy #haikyuu smut #tw noncon #tw stockholm syndrome #tw alcohol #tw dubcon #tw implied kidnapping #tw slapping #tw pet names #osamu miya #osamu miya x reader #dilf!osamu #atsumu makes an appearance

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darthwheezely · 1 year

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🤭🤭🤭

@demxnscous remember my baby boy dilf!tsumu?……..;)

#wip stuff #phia’s drafts #atsumu miya #dilf!tsumu <3

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woahajimes · 2 years

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the contest between is such a good fucking fic

#FUCKING SCREAMING #OSAMU IS SO SOS SODOSNDOSOSOO #hes mine #god fuck i love osamu #and atsumu in this fic #keiji is like okay but OSAMU #dilf af #i need a hot older bf that cooks #AGJSJGHHHHHHH

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tendou-satori-chocolatier · 1 month

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Sakusa: *sliding a photo across the table* I need you to shoot this guy in the leg

Meian:

Meian: that's a picture of you

Sakusa: atsumu found the dilf album in my gallery when he was looking through my phone

Meian: ah

#anyways HAPPY BIRTHDAY OMII #haikyuu #haikyuu incorrect quotes #incorrect haikyuu quotes #incorrecthaikyuu #haikyuuanime #haikyuuincorrect #sakuatsu

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narumi-gens · 8 months

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I have all these dilf!Osamu thoughts but don’t have the energy to write them so:

Coming home and finding Osamu asleep on the couch and baby!Miya asleep on his chest

Baby!Miya wearing an adult-sized Onigiri Miya hat that’s so big it covers half their face

Holding baby!Miya in your lap at the counter of Onigiri Miya while they messily eat the onigiri Osamu made for them

Osamu naming the chef’s special onigiri after baby!Miya

Getting baby!Miya a child-sized Onigiri Miya t-shirt and apron bc they want to look just like dad

Atsumu trying to convince baby!Miya that a Black Jackals uniform is cooler and baby!Miya throws a tantrum

Osamu insists on making baby!Miya’s bentos all the way through high school

The only thing Osamu loves more than being a husband is being a dad

#BABY MIYA!!!!!!!!#I want to write all of these for meet the Miyas but don’t want to take the time to actually flesh them out #miya osamu #haikyuu #mel writes

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satoruzlove · 1 year

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might goof around and write for some dilf!msby tomorrow. i have soo much brainrot 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

#the dilf oikawa and dilf atsumu is so real #i’ll hold back for now #but tomorrow.#who knows what i’ll do.#wink wonk #raine sent a msg !

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dokifluffs · 1 year

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Reaction to Their Kid(s) Reacting to Their Cardboard Cutout | Ushijima, Sakusa

Pairings: Ushijima X Reader (female), Sakusa X no one, he’s a dilf

Genre: domestic fluff tehe ehe

Author’s Note: dilf sakusa barkbark get fed

Hinata, Bokuto // Kageyama, Atsumu

gif from @rivaillerose

Wakatoshi:

The whole country buzzed as the world began to watch Japan as there was only less than a week until the olympics that had been pushed back a whole year, was finally happening

Energy, pressure, excitement was picking up in everyone, especially the Japan Volleyball team, all for everyone except your husband - or at least that’s what it seemed like to you

He was always calm and composed, his face stoic but you knew inside he did feel something - he wasn’t just a statue people assumed him to be

Team practices had surrpisng;y been the same, although you did think that they would be extended or longer since it was the olympics after all

But no

Today was Sunday, a rare rest day before your husband would be off at the games, playing multiple until there were only 2 teams left, where only one team would prove to be the best in the world

The two of your guys’ hands were being held by your three year old son as he ran and would jump while you two would swing him occasionally

But everything about today felt so nice - Sundays were just so nice, like nothing could go wrong when you got to be with your small family

The cafe door chimed as the two of you walked in, finding it surprisingly empty

“Welcome~” the baristas welcomed the three of you as your son bounced around your side, holding your hand

“Good morning,” the two of you greeted as you two stood, looking at the menu, reading through the options to see what would be good

“Papa, I wanna see,” your son whined, his cheeks puffy and lips pouty as he tugged on his dad’s fingers

“Alright,” he lips pulled into a light smile as he lifted his son, holding him against his side

The little boy was curious as he peered over, holding onto his dad’s shirt as he looked behind the glass, eyes gluing themselves into the sweet pastries and cake pops that were assorted beautifully for display

He pointed, eyes wide but staying silent as he just looked, wanting the sweets but it was far too early for such sweetness

You and Toshi had ordered your guys’ breakfasts before finding a comfortable booth deeper inside the cafe

It was so nice with their false floral decorum strung up and wrapped around the wooden beams, giving it a nice natural aesthetic although the location was in the midst of the city

There were also even cardboard cutouts of the Japan volleyball team, through only a few, and Wakatoshi stood in the dining area, “smiling”

Yet the cafe was surprisingly empty, except for the baristas so it didn’t take long at all for the food to come out after a short wait, with the porridges and egg sandwiches and hot coffees and juice for S/N

The three of you got to eating, taking your sweet time to simply enjoy each other’s company’s after quite a long time

Occasionally, your son would stare at either you or Toshi, silently signaling how he wanted a bite of your guys’s food even though it was the same as his but but two would take turns, feeding him a bite to satisfy him

When the food was done and the table was cleared, aside from the coffee, you two talked about errands to go, maybe a walk around to just really feel like life was as simple as possible

You really missed your husband despite him being right there, right here in front of you but you could feel yourself slowly healing, filling back up the longer his olive green eyes looked into your own, witnessing his pupils dilate whenever you spoke or when you reached your hand and intertwined your fingers with his before he covered both of your guys’ hand with his other one

He really had you falling in love with him all over again

And then there was the human embodiment of your guys’ love

Your son scooted himself safely off the short chair and walked over to the cardboard cutout of your husband and stood at his legs, his small head leaned back to look all the way up the board

“Papa, you’re here too.” The little boy turned around and pointed up as the son smiled a little before turning back

“Indeed.” Your husband smiled as his hands squeezed around yours, his touch so warm as it had always been

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Sakusa:

“Ready for this, baby?” He looked down to his daughter who followed him, smiling and looking up to him with grabby hands

“Atta girl,” he smiled through his mask as he pulled it down and knelt before the walker

He applied sunscreen to her precious face, maybe putting a little too much over her chubby cheeks but better to be safe than sorry

Plus he just couldn’t get used to how puffy and soft they were

“You got little mocha cheeks, moch,” he scrunched his nose as he playfully pinched her cheeks, wanting to bite them out of how cute they were to which she just smiled at the comments

But there was also a subtle brush of pride in him that surfaced knowing that this was his baby

This adorable little girl that had dark, curly/ wavy hair like him was his baby

He carefully put on her sun hat, making sure it didn’t pull on her hair or hurt her head in any way

And finally, put on her own little mask that he handmade after painstakingly pricking himself with the needle but watched and learned how to make face masks for kids

It was secure enough that she wouldn’t breathe in anything harmful to her but loose enough so she could breathe easily

He slid the door onto the backyard open, his body hunched toward the ground as his daughter held his hand as he led her out the door and onto the patio

on the other hand, held his cardboard cutout at an arms distance away, along with a bottle of disinfectant spray, walking to lay it onto the grass, which he covered a plot of it with a tarp

He laid himself down in the sun as his daughter stood behind him, a few feet away

The edges of his rubber gloves slapped his wrists as he shook the disinfectant spray can

He sprayed the cardboard cutout with the disinfectant before letting it lay in the sun for a bit, even wondering why he had listened to bokuto and atsumu on taking it home, especially with the pandemic

He sighed knowing there was absolutely no use for it

And then he felt the familiar feel of his daughter hold onto his leg and she shyly got closer

Kiyoomi looked down as a gentle breeze blew through, making the grass in the yard move in a wave as his little girl’s hair was all in her face, her hat no longer on her head and on the floor on the patio

He removed his gloves as he squatted down to clear the hair from her face

“There you go,” he smiled a bit as she rest her dainty hands on his leg, staring at the cardboard cutout of her dad

“Papa,” she spoke quietly, her voice kind of muffled through the fabric of the mask as she pointed, squatting down beside kiyoomi before looking back up to him, squinting cause of the bright sun

“Why’d you take off your hat, germ?” He scoffed lightly as he raised his hand above her head, providing shade for her face from the sun

Still in her squatting position, she waddled closely and tested the waters, extending her finger to the cardboard cutout of kiyoomi and looked back

“Mmhm, that’s me..” he dodged before his eyes fell back on the thing… there really was no use for it.. sigh

She patted her hand on her dad’s cardboard cheek, mesmerized by it

Kiyoomi watched as she tilted her head back and forth as another breeze blew by, making her short hair dance in the wind

But also thankfully, the disinfectant spray had dried so it was perfectly safe for her to touch

The two of them stayed squatted in the grass, feeling the summer sun’s warmth and breeze come and go

But she had been looking at his cardboard face a little too long

“Hey, butterfly.” He gently tapped onto her back, getting her to turn around and lose her balance, making her sit on the grass

“Is that papa?”

She processed what he had asked and looked back to it then back to him and nodded

“Who am I then?” He pointed to himself, pulling down his mask

“Papa.” She said, standing herself up and walking over to him, standing in between his squatted legs as she held onto his shirt

He brushed off the dust and grass off her bottom

“Who’s the better papa, then?”

“You!” She jumped, making a smile spread across his lips as he pulled her in to hug her, pressing a kith to her chubby mochi cheeks

“Hm, what a smart little butterfly,” he hummed before lifting her up into his arms to bring her inside

“Let’s change and eat some lunch.” He walked back in, leaving his cardboard cutout outside

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natriae · 1 year

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MASTERLIST ♡

♡fluff | ♤ smut | □ angst

Haikyuu~

ushijima

college au! ♡ another

His girl ♡

dad ushijima

nsfw alphabet

fireflies ♡

texts with ushi ♡

best boyfriend♡

most beautiful women♡□

He's no sex god♡♤

headcanons 2

abs♤

teen dad! Ushijima ♡

Another chance

cutie jima 2

Trophies ♡

the zoo ♡

dilf ushijima ♤

Satori's daughter x dilf! Toshi part 2

headcanons

how you met

more to come..

sakusa

his voice ♤

have him leak the worse photo of me♡

headcanons

sakusa psa

caught on live♤□♡

dad! Kiyoomi 2

atsumu

loving him ♤

Hatin' Miya

nsfw alphabet

nsfw alphabet pt 2

wedding revenge♡♤□

gifts♡□

unfair

headcanon more more

more baby miyas♡

baby miyas ♡

osamu

dad! osamu pt.1

damn sunarin

nsfw alphabet

headcanons

more baby miyas♡

baby miyas♡

suna

girlfriend

sfw alphabet

such a little shit □♡

silly boy with silly girl ♡

dilf suna

munch♤

headcanons

Misc boys

kita nsfw alphabet

haikyuu boys as dating tropes♡

haikyuu boys as dating tropes pt2♡

JJK

Megumi

morning after ♡

just a bad dream♡□

Gojo

To tall to be pretty □

COD

Ghost

not the same□♡

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verslxt · 8 months

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thinking about dilf!atsumu who happily introduces you to the paparazzi event though you were supposed to be a one night stand

thinking about dilf!atsumu who stuck with you throughout the whole birthing process of his daughter

thinking about dilf!atsumu who catches you breastfeeding his daughter and his first thought is "nice tits"

thinking about dilf!atsumu who made his poor sweet innocent daughter listen to the music that she was conceived to

thinking about dilf!atsumu who comes back from volleyball and his first thought when he walks in the house "wheres my baby"

thinking about dilf!atsumu who loves to call you a milf when he sees you doing everyday motherly tasks

thinking about dilf!atsumu who has everyone on the team meet his sweet 2 month old daughter who instantly cried when she got placed in sakusa's arms

thinking about dilf!atsumu who got oh so happy when you got the stitches out your coochie

thinking about dilf!atsumu who now has a daddy kink due to having a kid

thinking about dilf!atsumu who made is daughter a stay, engene and swifty at only 6 months old

thinking about dilf!atsumu who loves when you bring his daughter to games so that his fan girls could see he had a 10/10 fiancee and a 15/10 daughter

thinking about dilf!atsumu who will fuck your pussy senseless just so that you two can have another kid

"oh yea there we go" he smirks

"you love calling me daddy don't you pretty girl"

thinking about dilf!atsumu who calls you mommy every time you top him

"ahhh~ mommy! mommy!"

#atsumu x y/n #atsumu miya #atsumu smut #hq atsumu #msby atsumu #timeskip atsumu

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blckbrdlove · 9 months

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dilf!hauikyuu masterlist

*under construction/being updated as fics are posted*

dilf!suna- bring your love baby, i can bring my shame

dilf!osamu- title tbd

dilf!atsumu- title tbd

dilf!kita- title tbd

dilf!sakusa- title tbd

dilf!oikawa- title tbd

dilf!iwaizumi- title tbd

dilf!kageyama- title tbd

dilf!kuroo- title tbd

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! smut #haikyuu smut #dilf haikyuu #abbie talks dilfs!#dilf!haikyuu

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getosarea-archived · 2 years

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STRAPPED FOR TIME － ATSUMU MIYA

PAIRING. dilf!atsumu x afab!reader

GENRE. smut, fucking in a bathroom stall, quickie

WORDS. 1,073

WARNINGS. 18+ content, minors do not interact, read at your own discretion, cunnilingus, public sex, unprotected sex

A/N. this started as a headcanon and i kinda got carried away lol. reblogs and feedback is appreciated, especially if you liked it! requests are open in cause you'd like to read something similar (or different). also thank you for 300 followers <33 i really appreciate it!

masterlist | taglist | smut under the cut

"we don't have enough time." atsumu warned as he snuck you into the men's restroom. then why were you even starting something in the first place? of course, you didn't ask him that. strapped for time or not, fooling around with atsumu was something you would never pass up on.

he was quick to lock you in the handicap stall at the very end of the restroom, pushing you up against the wall with a knowing grin on his face. "i've been thinking about you all day. it was starting to drive me crazy," he said, closing the distance between your bodies. you laughed and bit your lip, wrapping your arms around his neck. "i should stop sending you pictures like that then, shouldn't i?" you asked cheekily, chasing after his lips.

atsumu kissed you, long and hard, humming as he pulled away. "i never said i had a problem with it now, did i?"

he turned you around, making you face the wall and pulled your hips back against his crotch. you could feel the stiff tent in his pants, and knowing that you had put it there made you feel so accomplished.

"you're gonna take care of me aren't you? just like you promised, right baby?" he asked, kissing your shoulder. you rubbed your ass over his hard on. "mhm, of course i am."

atsumu hooked his fingers into the waistband of your pants, pulling them down to your knees with your panties in tow. "spread yourself open for me, let me see how wet you are," he instructed, standing back to watch you pull your asscheeks apart with your fingers.

your cunt was slick, glistening under the white lights of the restroom. he spread your arousal around with his thumb, palming himself through his trousers simultaneously. "you sure you didn't touch yourself while i wasn't around?" he asked, toying with you. you didn't have to answer him since you both knew very well that you would never do such a thing. why should you when it wouldn't even be anything remotely close to how he could make you feel?

he got down on his knees and placed two large hands on your ass, licking a stripe up your pussy. you moaned airily, closing your eyes and licking your lips. he repeated the action, prodding his tongue at your entrance. when the warm muscle pushed it's way inside your walls, you bit your lips, stifling a moan. atsumu fucked it in and out of you, loving the way you tasted.

he had to force himself to stand back up. he really wasn't lying when he said you didn't have enough time. he fumbled with his belt, quickly popping his button open and pulling the zip down. he slipped his throbbing cock out of his boxers, tucking the material under his balls to make as little of a mess as possible.

pumping his cock, he rubbed his length against your pussy, coating himself in your arousal. you craned your neck over your shoulder, yearning to see how much trouble you had caused him.

"okay," he said, pushing his tip inside you. he stepped closer to you, gripping your waist. you waited for him to fill you up completely before letting go of your ass and bringing your hands back to the wall. pressing them flat against the cool surface, you spread your legs a little wider, giving him more room to move.

atsumu brought his other hand to your waist, snapping his cock into you once. you muffled the yelp that was about to escape you, instead letting out a relaxed breath to show him you could take it without making too much noise.

satisfied, he he leaned back and started thrusting into you at a pretty fast pace, wanting to see the way his cock disappeared deep inside you and returned shining with your arousal. he made sure not to let his thighs hit yours and make any compromising sounds.

but that didn't mean his stroke game was compromised at all. you had done this so many times before, both of you knew the ins and outs of an effective, undetectable quickie like the back of your hand.

you constricted your moans to breathy whimpers, eyes squeezed shut with your bottom lip trapped between your teeth. atsumu always managed to hit just the right spots without wasting a second. the way his cock was massaging your walls felt absolutely magical.

there wasn't much you could do expect move your hips back to meet his thrusts. atsumu adored the way you fucked him back. it was such a needy little action, only incentivizing him to give you more.

he pulled out of you completely for a moment, turning you around again so that you were now facing him, and lifted one of your legs up, hooking it around his waist. his cock was quick to enter you, fucking you like this sending him even deeper than he previously was.

his thrusts were short but quick. he grabbed your between his fingers and crashed your lips onto his, running his tongue over yours like a man starved, swallowing all your moans.

you reached down to massage his balls as he fucked you, helping him get to his high faster.

seconds away from cumming, he pushed your head back and touched his lips to your neck. his thrusts sped up as his orgasm crashed down on him, hot breath and strained groans melting into your skin. thick ropes of cum shot out of his cock, painting your walls white.

you coaxed him through his high until his hips came to a complete stop. he slipped his cock out of you for the final time and dropped your leg, grabbing a handful of toilet paper to wipe the lingering drops of cum off his tip.

"that was fun," you said, accepting another bunch of toilet paper from him to clean yourself up. he clicked his tongue and shrugged with a cocky smirk. "how couldn't it be?"

once you both had returned to more presentable states again, you threw your arms over his shoulders and pecked his lips lovingly. "you know...i didn't get to cum."

he knew exactly what you were insinuating. rubbing circles into your waist with his thumbs, he grinned against your lips and nudged his nose into your cheek. "i'll make it up to you tonight then. we'll meet up at your place."

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