#haikyuu keishin
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𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 | 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 (𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲)
SUMMARY !! can the new girl in town play volleyball as well as the karasuno neighborhood volleyball association? coach ukai keishin doesn't seem to think so... but you're out to prove otherwise. what begins with your victory on the court, ends with him on top of you after a drink.
WARNINGS !! implied sexism, playboy!keishin, rivals-to-lovers, (legal) drinking, unprotected casual s3x, fingering/handjob, penetrative s3x, strong language, praise/degradation, use of 'c*msl*t,' marking/biting, he spits in your mouth
A/N !! howdy friends! just popping by to say that this fic isn't meant to condone or recommend unprotected s3x! irl, you should always use a barrier, especially if you don't know your partner's sti status... but in smut, a little danger can be fun >:)
𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 (𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈)
Jogging onto the community court, you reached out to tap the tall blonde on the shoulder. “Hey, got room for one more?”
He flashed you a smirk over his shoulder.
“That depends if you’re any good,” he quipped.
You narrowed your eyes but were unaffected. In athletic circles, you were used to being viewed with suspicion.
Before you could say anything, a lanky brunette sidled up beside the blonde and clapped him fondly on the shoulder.
“Why so serious, Keishin?” the chestnut-haired man teased with a grin. “It’s only a pick-up match!”
The blonde, Keishin, replied through gritted teeth, “I’m just trying to make sure she can keep up.”
Keishin shrugged off his friend’s grip and stalked away to the rest of his encircled teammates. You let out an indignant scoff.
The brunette laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. “Hey, don’t mind him. He’s just a little…”
You raised your eyebrows. “Rude?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “I was going to say ‘competitive.’” The brunette reached out to shake your hand. “My name’s Mori Yukinari. And you?”
“I’m Y/N.”
“Good to meet you. You ever play before?”
You nodded in assent.
“What position?”
“Libero,” you replied without missing a beat.
“Nice! I’m a middle blocker.” Yukinari jabbed a thumb in Keishin’s direction. “And Keishin over there is the best setter we’ve got.”
You smirked. “Good to know he’s done something to earn that ego of his.”
Yukinari laughed, looking uncomfortable. But before either of you could say anything else, Keishin called over his shoulder, “You both coming or what?”
“We better get going,” Yukinari said sheepishly. “Keishin doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”
Of course he doesn’t, you thought, shooting Keishin your best dagger eyes.
. . .
The score was 10-10, match point. It was Keishin’s serve when you rotated back into the game, replacing Yukinari.
Yukinari patted you on the back as he subbed out. “You got this, Y/N!”
You smiled and nodded, grateful for the encouragement. Leaving your half-guzzled water bottle forgotten courtside, you took your place in the back row, relaxing into the familiar stance.
As Keishin’s eyes scanned your side of the net, you swore you saw him crack a smirk as his gaze lingered on you for a moment too long. You furrowed your brow, refusing to let his amber irises throw you off your game.
Frowning, Keishin tossed the ball and slammed it across the net. His serve was unassuming but accurate, the same as it’s been all game; despite his extended efforts, Keishin showed no signs of tiring…
But then again, neither did you. As one of your teammates – a dark-haired man with glasses – closed in to receive, the ball hit his thumb at the wrong angle.
His call of “my bad!” sounded so faraway, it may as well have been underwater. You’d already locked eyes on your target, watching as the ball rocketed across the net off-kilter.
The other team’s wing spiker leapt to take advantage of the botched hit, but you saw him coming. You pivoted to the left, predicting the arc of his spike before the player’s palm even made contact.
In a split second, you dove. The ball hit your hand exactly how you anticipated it would. You smiled in relief as your team’s setter closed in on the saved pass. Fast as lightning, the setter tossed the ball to the middle blocker, who smacked it across the court in an unexpected attack.
Keishin’s face fell as the ball hits his side of the court, just inside the line. As you picked yourself up and dusted yourself off, Yukinari ran over and ruffled your hair affectionately.
“Hey, great work out there, champ! Mind if I get your number so we can play again sometime?”
You nodded, accepting his proffered cell phone to type in your number. But your fingers punched the buttons on autopilot, because you were only looking at Keishin.
. . .
You and Keishin were the last two players left on the court.
You’d already bid Yukinari and the rest of the Volleyball Association goodbye, only staying behind to pack up your bag and change your shoes for the walk home. Meanwhile, you had overheard Keishin mutter something about staying behind to practice his serve.
Quickly, you gathered that he had no intention of doing so. Instead, Keishin approached you, his broad build looming overhead as you slipped into your favorite pair of sneakers.
“You’ve been playing a long time.” Keishin phrased it as a statement, rather than a question.
“Since middle school.” You sprung to your feet, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “Much like you, I imagine.”
Keishin merely grunted, avoiding your gaze. He spoke so quietly, you weren’t sure you heard him correctly: “I’m sorry I underestimated you.”
You smirked. “I wouldn’t be a libero if I wasn’t used to being underestimated.”
“Can I buy you a drink?” he spilled out.
Keishin’s words took you by surprise, but the even bigger surprise was that they weren’t at all unwelcome.
“Loser buys,” you answered coyly, already making your way off the court.
. . .
Keishin used his keychain to open the glass bottle, then slid you the beer across the counter.
Your eyes scan the convenience shop aisles, cluttered with half-unpacked boxes. “You know, when you said you wanted to buy me a drink, this wasn’t what I had in mind.”
Keishin smirked. “And when I showed up to scrimmage today, you weren’t what I had in mind.”
You raised your beer as if to say ‘touché,’ then took a hearty sip. The hoppy taste coated your tongue, hitting all the right spots on the way down.
“Does it run in the family, then?” Keishin asked, nursing his own bottle. “Your love of volleyball?”
“What makes you think I love volleyball?”
Keishin rolled his eyes. “A coach can always tell.”
“You coach?” You cocked an eyebrow. “Not for the girls’ team, I hope?”
Keishin glared at you across the countertop. “For the Karasuno boys’ team.”
“Impressive. I heard they’re on a fast track to nationals this year.” You took another sip. “Did you play for Karasuno, too?”
“I did.” Keishin took a drink. “But you didn’t.”
You tipped your head questioningly. “And how would you know that?”
Keishin smirked. “Because I would’ve remembered if the girls’ team had had a player who looked like you.”
You tried to convince yourself it was the alcohol flushing your cheeks.
“You’d better be talking about my form,” you joked with feigned indignance.
Coolly, Keishin gulped down the last of his beer, then chucked the empty bottle into a cardboard box beneath the cash register.
After a moment of silence, he met your gaze head-on and deadpanned, “I wasn’t.”
You held his amber stare for so long, it felt like time itself stood still. Scrambling for a volleyball was one thing, but it had been a long time since anyone left you scrambling for words like this.
Surely this can’t be happening, you thought. Surely a guy who looked like that – tall, blonde, athletic – couldn’t be hurting for a piece of ass… unless, of course, he had already burned all of his bridges in this small town. Maybe that’s why he was so eager to get his hands on someone new.
You knew you shouldn’t fall for his charming little act. You knew you should grab your keys, walk out that door, and go home like nothing had happened. But you were too dumbfounded to leave; too enchanted by his brash but earnest nature and his stupid bleached man-bun to do anything but watch as Keishin flipped the “Open” sign to “Closed.”
Keishin trapped you between his muscular forearms and leaned in, until you could taste the tobacco and malt on his breath.
“Tell me to stop and I’ll stop,” he murmured.
Your chest quivered with shallow breaths. The seconds stretched on like the last mile of a marathon.
“Please, god, don’t stop,” you exhaled, closing the distance between your lips.
You threw your arms around Keishin’s neck. He kissed like he played volleyball, anticipating your every move and somehow finding a way to surprise you anyways.
Keishin’s arms wrapped around the small of your back. You gasped as he lowered you onto the countertop, sweeping a pile of merchandise onto the floor with a single swipe of his arm. He slipped a knee between your legs to part them, and you arched eagerly into his kiss, feeling yourself become slick with yearning.
Keishin lifted up the hem of your shirt to leave marks on your stomach, growling with impatience. “I need you, now.”
Keishin rose to his knees to strip off his own shirt as you unbuckled his belt. You freed his cock and ran your hand along his impressive shaft with reverence; stroked the soft tufts of dark hair at its base; massaged his balls until you could feel his thighs shake.
“Enough.” Keishin bit down on your shoulder, pinning your hands overhead. “It’s my turn.”
Keishin yanked off your athletic skort and your panties, deftly curling two fingers inside of your aching cavity. He nipped lightly at your neck as you clung to him desperately, burying your face in his collarbone.
“K-Keishin!”
“That’s right, baby,” Keishin chuckled darkly, tipping your chin up so you were forced to meet his eyes. “Say my name.”
“Keishin, that’s-” you gasped obediently.
Before you could finish your sentence, he hooked your thigh around his forearm. Without pausing to undress either of you completely, he slid his rock-hard length into the crevice between your legs.
“A-ah!” you gasped, unprepared for the intimate way his bare cock caressed your walls.
You weren’t inexperienced at sex by any means, but this was the first time you had been so careless with a man; so desperate to have him, now, that you didn’t even pause to ponder the question of protection.
Fucking him this closely, without anything between you, felt dangerous; felt forbidden. You had always assumed that unprotected sex would make you too anxious to enjoy yourself, but you had assumed wrongly. Instead, the taboo only made this moment feel freer, leaving you uninhibited to reach your climax faster than you ever had with any other one-night stand.
“You gonna cum for me, baby?” Keishin teased in a syrupy tone. “You gonna make a mess all over this fucking cock?”
You nodded, eyes full of tears. You were so close to the edge that you could hardly speak.
“Hold still,” Keishin groaned, nails digging into your thighs as he tightened his grip on your body. “Hold still and take it, you little cumslut.”
You gasped, desperate tears rolling down your cheeks as he rammed his dick deeper into your sensitive cunt. Without ceasing the gyration of his hips, Keishin closed his hand around your neck with a firm, warning grip.
“Open,” he ordered, brushing your bottom lip with his thumb. You obliged.
Keishin spit. You expected to hate it, but it only made you want him more. He smiled at the sight of you, messy and ruined, beneath him and leaned in to kiss you again.
Attached to you at the lips, he pounded into your deepest-hidden spots until your toes curled, your entire body writhing beneath him.
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do it ♡nce, do it twice.
𖦹 minors don’t interact. ┊ wc: 3,5K.
𖦹 content: service dom!keishin, unprotected sex, cheating, breeding!kink, cunniligus, overstimulation, daddy!kink, stepcest, impregnation, panty stuffing, cigarettes, dark content.
𖦹 pairings: stepdad!keishin ukai x stepdaughter!fem!reader.
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The door was slammed hard, the last thing radiating from the place was comfortableness, kindness or motherly love, nothing fairer than you trying to vent just a little of your irritation by slamming the door of her house almost hard enough for the doorknob to fly off and she to curse you again for breaking something that wasn't yours; it was once yours, now? Not anymore.
It was always the same, like a snake eating its own tail, a vicious circle that drained every last bit of good humor out of you, and left you on the verge of tearing your own hair out for stress. The relationship started well, there was a space of time where you understood each other and you felt like her daughter, just like the blood coursing through your body indicated you were, but it didn't last long. Two weeks was enough time for the house of cards of feelings to crumble again, the way a sand castle crumbles when it is hit by the ocean waves on the beach.
And it was always her fault. You would walk on eggshells talking to her, careful not to hurt her or make her angry, but at the cost of what? Your mental health? Or your patience? The first opportunity she had, the first thing she chose to do was to criticize you for something you would never have noticed if it hadn't been pointed out. It hurt more when she did it in a jocular tone or advisory tone, but you already knew how to interpret every comma, every hyphen, every mini detail of what she said or implied, you learned this on your own a long time ago and realized that only her love could make you hurt metaphysically like this.
There came a time when you tried to convince yourself that she was a traumatized woman too, that she had her own problems, own traumas and own dilemmas too, but how is it possible to have empathy, sympathy or remotely affection for someone who uses your traumas and dilemmas against you too? It is paradoxical, almost bordering on being a cruel oxymoron.
At least, when you looked back to hear the sound of a horn you knew too well, there he was, with his car parked on the corner and his head sticking out with his hair combed back and eyes shining with curiosity to know how your day was. Curiosity that soon after became concern and preparation to comfort you when he noticed your irritation and lack of good mood by the way you walked as if you were crushing your feelings on the floor of the dark street and the way your arms were crossed with fingers inward. It was always difficult for him to know when to open a conversation with you right after you left your mother's house.
As soon as you stopped in front of the door next to the car seat, Ukai leaned over to unlock it from the inside and let you in. The moment your back met the comfort of the car's soft backrest, a long sigh escaped from the bottom of your lungs and your stepfather looked from you to the street before pushing the button to make the car windows close.
“Wanna talk about today?” he asked as he prepared to put the key in the ignition and you cleared your throat before answering without much animation, “I think you already know the answer, Shin.”
“I know, but it was worth the attempt to ask you anyway,” he spoke with his eyes landing on your fingers being snapped more than twice in a row.
You were not only nervous, angry and hurt, but also anxious and about to combust with your feelings gathering into a huge snowball.
Ukai looked in the glove compartment of the car and an idea briefly lit up his mind. You don't even pay much attention to him bending over to open that compartment of the car and taking out a halfway pack of cigarettes and a lighter, it was not uncommon to see him smoking, so it was only fair that you saw for yourself that he was about to do that. But then...
“Want it?” his hand reached up towards you holding a cigarette between fingers the way a temptress would and you felt your heart sink and light up at the same time, “Your mom doesn't need to know, it can be our secret, 'kay?”
You couldn't even tell if she would care much that Ukai had offered you a cigarette, although you, she and even he knew that you had never done that before, not even among friends.
Her eyes went from the cigarette between his fingers to his, and then back to his, the only thing your stepfather did besides continue holding it towards you was raise his eyebrows suggestively. His body slowly leaned forward, his face getting a little closer to the nicotine pack, and his fingers completed the process of leaving it between his lips, his attention focused on Ukai's other hand bringing the lighter closer and flicking it to let the flame burn and ignite, but his? It was on his concentrated face, specifically on his lips wrapped around the cigarette. If he had clear eyes, you might have been able to see the way his pupils slowly dilated upon seeing you dredge for the first time in his life.
“You're so good at it, you sure you never did it?” he asked dropping the lighter back into the glove compartment and listening to you give a disconcerted, almost embarrassed giggle.
“It's the first time I'm doing it, Keishin, y'know it,” you replied letting your back sink against the seat and he turned the ignition key with the car immediately ready to drive home, “Are you sure she won't... y'know, tell you some shit because of this?”
Ukai shrugged before starting the car and beginning to drive with only one hand on the steering wheel while the other adjusted the gears and took the opportunity to put itself over your knee. For you, it was supposed to be just a physical display of fatherly affection; for him, it was a way of trying to relieve the very tension that was beginning to build inside his body.
“If you don't tell her, I won't either, simple.”
He knew it was problematic down to the last level of the notion of morality he still had stored away after several years, but still, his body didn't seem to be listening to his conscience. The devil on his shoulder was winning that tug-of-war, this became obvious as soon as his fingers went a little higher, from your knee to the beginning of your thigh, and gave a gentle squeeze there.
A squeeze that sent a shiver down your back and the most instinctive thing you would have done was to press thighs together, but the cigarette between your lips reminded you who was the one there beside you, his fingers now drawing imaginary circles against your warm skin.
Keishin Ukai is not just any man, far from it.
He was the only man you ever let see you cry after coming home from your mother's house, the only man who had walked you through the entire trajectory of leaving the house of the woman who gave birth to you and was married to him for a long time and entering college and also graduating, the only man who let you sleep with your head resting on his shoulder during Saturdays when you watched movies together and unwittingly the tiredness hit your body earlier than expected, the only man who paid attention to you even when you were talking about your personal hobbies that wouldn't be interesting to anyone else but him, the only man who knew by heart all the hairstyles you liked to do with your hair and who also helped you with them and told you how beautiful they looked. And also, the only man who represented anything remotely like the feeling of fatherhood to you.
As you dredged up some more nicotine inside, you could feel the tension building in the air inside the car, almost possible to cut it with a knife. And neither of you said anything at all for long seconds, until the traffic light closed on one of the streets and Ukai sighed heavily wondering if he could get home without doing anything he shouldn't with you.
“You... good, Daddy?”
He swore to himself that he had heard you drag out that word more than necessary and maybe you had done it without realizing it. His hand almost came away from your thigh, but he needed something reminding himself not to do that, something solid, human.
“Mhm,” Ukai replied before running his tongue over his lips and forcing a cough just to give himself time to think of something else to say, “I was just wondering what else I could do for you besides a cigarette to make you feel better.”
It was at that moment that your heart started beating so fast it made you think your stepfather could hear you as you clung to the idea that he would never say anything to you with ulterior motives, it made no sense to think that way of Ukai.
“I think that...,” you started to speak, but you preferred to take another drag on your cigarette to make sure that it wasn't just a fever dream and that what you were about to speak wasn't either, “There's a parking lot very close to here.”
Ukai understood exactly what you meant; he knows you so well that half a word is enough for him to maneuver the car back to a parking lot that was open 24 hours a day.
As soon as the car was parked, your stepfather took less than ten seconds to get out and go to open the door next to your seat, barely giving you time to finish another drag on the cigarette and immediately taking your lips in a hurried, messy kiss. Your hands grabbed his hair and pulled his face a little closer, until you could no longer tell what was your breath and his so blended together that they became.
Keishin wanted to feel your body, feel your warm skin shivering as you felt his cold fingers inviting you to finish what he had started, which is why he grabbed your shirt and jacket so he could take them off and squeeze and caress your arms and tits.
The kiss deepened even more as his tongue slid into your mouth and you thought he was about to push you into the backseat of the car, but in reality, it was the exact opposite: your stepdad pulled you out by shoulders and soon after was leaving you leaning against the hood.
“K-Keishin, hold– hold on, we're in, in public, we should–,” you tried to protest as his lips slid down your neck and left wet kisses and bites, you couldn't be sure if the nicotine was clouding your senses or one kiss from him was enough to make you want to let him make you forget your problems.
“What's the matter? You've never been with a guy other than between four walls?”, his tone was playful and you felt the shame burn inside your cheeks.
“You aren't just 'a guy', you know it, Keishin,” you gasped answering, and his hands reached over the zipper and buttons of your shorts to let them slide down to ankles before being removed completely.
“Yeah, you're absolutely right, I'm not just a guy, I know it,” he got down on his knees between your legs and gestured for you to finish lying completely on the hood of the car, “And that's exactly why you should trust your daddy more, right? Now, legs on my shoulders,” you looked at him still not completely sure about letting him take control of your body and he looked at you still kneeling, his hands massaging your thighs leisurely, “Trust me just one more time, yeah? I'd never let anything bad happen to you, ‘kay?”
You swallowed dryly before acceding to Keishin’s orders and leaving your legs residing on his shoulders, giving him complete concession to finish spreading your legs apart and finally being able to massage your pussy over panties with both thumbs.
It was so soft down there; he could tell it. So soft and warm, it made his mouth salivate just imagining himself running his tongue through your folds and collecting all your juices or sucking your clit until it was swollen and throbbing. He never even thought about being between your legs, but here he was: his mouth running over your cunt in little kisses that made the wet spot on the bottom of your panties even bigger; you could feel your folds uncomfortably sticking to the fabric because of your slick.
One of your hands grabbed his hair and pulled his face a little closer against the middle of your legs. It didn't take long before your panties were being pulled aside and you had to use your other hand to cover your mouth as Ukai ran his tongue all over your pussy, from the entrance to your clit.
Ukai was more experienced than you expected and you were almost ashamed that you enjoyed the way his tongue could slide ever more easily between your folds and how much more easily he could tonguefuck you as you became wetter. As the seconds turned into minutes, hands could no longer be enough to muffle your moans and his ears could already pick up your whimpers, your little “More”, the panting “Please”; everything coming from you was a good excuse for how rockhard his cock was, how full of cum his balls were.
Now his hands were shamelessly digging fingers into the soft skin of your trembling thighs, and his mouth glistening with your juices seemed more determined to make out with your pussy that was clenching around nothing as that hot, overwhelming sensation deep inside your belly grew more and more intense, each time giving you the impression that something was about to explode inside you.
And it was at the very moment that Keishin noticed your body becoming even more restless, with your thighs trying to close around his face and both hands pulling at his hair, that he knew you were about to cum, about to do it completely over his mouth, the mouth of your stepfather who knew how to eat you out like no one else.
For the first time in a long time, he felt so proud, his dick throbbed even more inside his underwear and his mouth started sucking your clit with even more pressure.
“D-Daddy, ‘m feeling– dizzy, so dizzy, ‘n, fuck, I gotta– cum, please ngh! Lemme j-just, it, do it, please, ‘Shin!”
You didn't know if you were screaming at him to let you cum or just whispering breathlessly, your head could no longer think of anything other than the feeling of being about to cum, and then suddenly and still with his mouth against your wet folds, Ukai said, “Do it, pretty girl, let it go ‘n I’ll be here makin’ you feel real good, just do it for me.”
Your body responded immediately, with head falling back and resting against the still icy hood of the car, hips forcing themselves against your stepdad's face, and your pussy squirting completely over his mouth. Your thighs closed up to keep him from leaving between your legs, and he couldn't help but grin as he licked and swallowed every last drop of your orgasm at the idea that you naively thought a man like him wouldn't want to have everything you could give him.
But before you were even completely off your high, Ukai managed to make your legs open again and stood up finishing removing your panties only to shove them into your mouth right after giving you a slow kiss that made you taste some of your sweet taste.
“You're such a loud girl, what if someone out of here heard us, huh?”, Ukai began to unbutton his pants to lower them along with the underwear and you moaned with your mouth full in a response that made him let out a giggle, “Oh, don't worry, I’d never let anyone see you like this,” he brought a hand to your throbbing pussy and rubbed your clit slowly, realizing how sensitive it was, “Your body is meant to be seen only by your daddy, right?”
You nodded in agreement and he took your face with one hand by your chin before speaking again, “So, why don't you expose yourself for you daddy? Just using your pretty fingers, ‘course.”
He looked suggestively between your legs and you silently understood what he meant. And even though shame was eating you up inside, the urge to have him inside you was greater, more urgent, so your hand slid up to reach your warm, messy pussy to push your folds apart and show him your entrance squeezing around nothing and still leaking.
“There we go, that's such a nice sight, princess, you have such a tight, tiny slutty-hole ready to be used,” Ukai whispered taking his dick by the base to the front of your entrance, “Can you stay still for daddy, princess?”
You whispered a muffled “Yes” in response and his cock slid in slowly, making you have the sensation being stretched and his veins rubbing against your gummy walls; it was even better than having his mouth eating you out. He filled you so well, it was almost immoral to Ukai Keishin make you feel so complete with his cock plugging you up and forcing your tight entrance to widen almost to its limits because of his fat shaft.
“Fuck, so damn, fuckin’ tight,” he gasped holding you by the waist, only to continue feeling your walls ready to milk every last drop of his cum, “You can feel it, can't you? Your pussy throbbing, wanting me to go deeper inside you.”
Ukai gave a quick thrust, feeling you clenching down on him even harder, and your legs immediately wrapped around his hips. If pulling out was a remote chance before, now it became an impossibility; you wanted to feel him finish it in the only way possible: with his cum being thrown deep inside your pussy, so deep that your womb could easily be impregnated.
“You're so– fuck, feels fucking amazing inside you, I could stay here for hours,” Keishin gasps letting his head fall back and giving you the clear view of him swallowing saliva with difficulty, “You'll always be my cute, little princess, but your pussy is slut-worth f'sure”
He looked at you with a small smile and began to actually thrust himself into you, the wet sounds getting louder and louder as your slickness leaked even more and soaked his shaft completely.
His eyes stayed fixed mostly on the image of him disappearing inside your tight heat and soon after reappearing with the tip getting more and more swollen, ready to spew his hot, thick cream; Ukai Keishin must be the luckiest stepfather in the world to have the opportunity to watch you melt for him and let him use you like a human fleshlight.
Slowly you began to feel your orgasm building again, your pussy was getting more and more hypersensitive, almost to the point of hurting, but still: it felt so good, feeling him go deeper and deeper and leave you with your mind blank was so good.
Inevitably your hips began to force themselves against his as the rhythm became more erratic, less rhythmic – Ukai was about to cum, and just when he did, his hands held you forcefully by the waist, holding you still as much as possible as his milk filled you completely, hot, sticky, thick, just the way you imagined it would be.
You could get addicted to the sensation of feeling the pressure of Ukai's fillets of cum filling you from the inside, so addicted that your orgasm came soon after, crashing over your body suddenly and making you clutch desperately against the body of your stepdad, who promptly tucked you into his arms and massaged your back until your breathing slowly began to normalize, to calm down just like his heart that seemed to be sinking into tachycardia.
“I–,” you tried to start to speak, still with your mouth full of your own panties, his hand promptly pulled it out, but placed his index finger over your lips instead.
“Shush, it's so late at night right now, isn't it? What if someone listened to your pretty voice and came over here?” Ukai spoke up stepping away and picking up your shorts, “I need to let you at our home and give you a good bath and then put you to sleep after this full day,” he spoke up, leaning over and leaving a little kiss on your lips before whispering, “And if you can do it here today once, you can do it twice, right?”
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#ukai smut#keishin ukai smut#hq smut#haikyuu smut#ukai x reader#keishin x reader#haikyuu keishin#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x female reader#ukai x female reader#ukai keishin smut#hq x female reader#hq x reader#tw.stepcest#haikyuu fanfiction#hq fic#haikyuu fanfic#tw.cheating#tw.overstimulation#tw.dark content#tw.daddy kink
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Happy Birthday
Keishin Ukai (5th April)
Haikyu!!
#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#haikyu!!#haikyu#hq#haikyuu keishin#haikyuu ukai#haikyuu keishin ukai#haikyu keishin#haikyu ukai#haikyu keishin ukai#hq keishin#hq ukai#hq keishin ukai#keishin ukai#ukai keishin#fictional birthday#april#april 5th
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Nemesis | Keishin Ukai x reader
Pairing : Keishin Ukai x reader
General rating : 18+, Explicit.
Summary: The new employee of the Yue store across the street from the Sakanoshita market is also the new Assistant coach of Nekoma’s Volleyball team and the nemesis of Karasuno’s coach.
part one || part two || part three || part four
#coach ukai#ukai keishin#Keishin Ukai#haikyuu keishin#keishin ukai x reader#keishin x reader#keishin ukai smut#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fanfiction#haikyuu smut#volleyball#anime fanfic#anime smut#nemesis#honeysunai#fanfiction#haikyuu x reader#keishin ukai serie
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Anyone someone please tell me where i can read/find big bro keishin ukai headcanon
PLEASE HE WOULD BE SUCH A GOOD OLDER BROTHER!!!!!!!
#haikyū!!#haikyuu!!#karasuno#haikyuu keishin#ukai keishin#keishin ukai#coach ukai#big brother#i need them#please#haikyuu headcanons
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Ukai :)
#art#my art#I haven't posted my art in a while#sorry#take this#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#ukai#coach ukai#hq ukai#hq#haikyuu art#ukai art#keishin ukai#keishin#ukai keishin#haikyuu keishin#hq keishin
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studying side profiles
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I have this hc where takeda did baseball when he was younger bc of that one manga scene where he compares volleyball rules to baseball rules (i cant remember what it was exactly) so i have drawn it !!! 🥹🥹
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۪۫ ༄ؘ ˑ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ — ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ
ft daichi / tsukishima / ukai / ushijima
summary: haikyuu boys realising they have a thing
༄ؘ ˑ SAWAMURA DAICHI — MARKING
running your teeth over the calloused tips of his fingers before taking them into your mouth is something daichi is used to. what he’s not used to is the feeling of your hand replacing the heat of your mouth, pumping him with languid strokes while you sink your teeth into his hip and bite. a strangled sort of noise leaves him, like he can’t decide whether to yelp or moan.
“what are you doing?”
“sorry.” you flash him a sheepish smile and press your lips over the reddened indents of your teeth. something swirls in his gut and daichi can practically feel his pupils dilate at the sight of the shallow imprints of your canines in his skin. claiming.
“no it—” he swallows thickly, broad chest heaving when you squeeze him at the base. your cheek is resting against his thigh, his aching length obscuring his view of your doe-eyed expression. “feels good.” he says, slipping a hand into your hair.
“really?” you look proud, eyes twinkling with delight as you trail your lips across his skin.
“mm, will you do it again, baby?”
this time, you can feel his dick twitching in your grasp when you nip at the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh. you’re jerking him with slickened strokes, your other hand caged between the mattress and digging crescents into his ass.
your mouth feels like it’s everywhere, and when he’s coming down from his high, spent and coated in a sheen of sweat, it looks like you have been: the corded muscle of his thighs is tender to the touch and covered in bruises. hues of raspberry and darkened plum sucked into his skin and teeth marks glistening with saliva that he wears like a badge of honor.
༄ؘ ˑ TSUKISHIMA KEI — HAIR PULLING
honestly, he has no idea what he’s doing. he’s never gone down on anyone before, but it’s easier than he thought, and you seem to be enjoying it. he’s hesitant at first, just exploring your folds, running his tongue along every part of you until he finds something that makes your breath hitch. you’re so.. receptive, muffled sounds of pleasure slipping from your lips and guiding him to focus in on what you like.
he makes a very interesting discovery when he curls his tongue inside you and you clench around him, a hand flying into his hair and gripping blonde locks between your fingers. he blinks, does it again, and you sing for him.
“fuck, tsukki, right there—” your nails are grazing his scalp as you tug him closer and he shivers, grips your hips and lets himself be shoved further into your cunt. his spine is tingling, nose pressed into your clit as he buries himself in your pussy and maps out your insides until your soaked walls are moulded to the shape of his tongue. he’s groaning into your heat when the flavour of you bursts across his tongue, lapping at your release and urging you to tug.
he mumbles something that gets lost in the lewd slurping between your legs, and when your hand slips away and you start to wriggle from his grasp, he snaps his head up and yanks your wrist back into his hair.
“harder.” he repeats it with so much fervour that all you can do is blink, slowly nodding in a lustful haze and guiding his mouth back to the apex of your thighs.
༄ؘ ˑ UKAI KEISHIN — BREEDING
the room is starting to get so hot that it’s making you lightheaded. ukai is hovering over you, pushing your knees further into your chest with each thrust as you desperately cling to his shoulders. the sticky tip of his cock hitting your g-spot has your nails reflexively dragging along the taut muscle of his back at a pressure that you both know will bloom angry red columns of scratches against his tan skin.
his cum has started to drip down the seam of your ass, sticky ropes of it beginning to coat his balls that press against you when he buries himself to the hilt and rolls his hips. it has your toes curling, your eyes hazy and pussy pulsing so hard you ache.
“‘m full keishi—hah!” you actually jolt beneath him when he presses a calloused thumb into the slick mess of your clit.
“one more.” he offers, “just one more, angel.” and it doesn’t take long either—all ukai has to do is picture you swollen with his seed, full tits and glowing features, and he’s releasing another load into your spent pussy with a drawn out string of expletives.
you’re reaching for him, navigating every hot curl of his tongue in a sloppy connection of your mouths while keishins hips fuck his cum back into you. he can feel your blissful smile against his lips, “that all ya wanted? hm? wanted me to fuck a baby into ya, sweetheart?”
༄ؘ ˑ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI — LINGERIE
if he’s being completely honest he rarely pays attention to what you’re wearing before he fucks you—it’s coming off soon, so why think too hard about it? plus, he prefers you bare anyway.
but this, oh he likes this. and you can tell. you watch his adams apple bob when he swallows from his place seated on the edge of the mattress as you step out of the bathroom with a shy smile. you pad into the room, give him a little twirl as you present yourself to him. wakatoshi has to release the sheets clenched between his fists and remember to breathe.
“it’s cute, don’cha think?” you’re glimpsing at yourself in the mirror, adjusting a strap here, plucking at the fabric that sticks to you like second skin. he hums, feeling foolish for envying strips of lace and cotton.
wakatoshi reaches for your hip when you’re in his reach, pulls you to stand between his legs only for you to crawl into his lap. he can feel the heat of you, and if you notice the hardness between his legs you don’t comment on it. you’re nosing at his jaw, and he feels a groan bubbling at the back of his throat when you press your chest to his. nimble fingers tugging at the clasp between your shoulder blades pulls his focus from dragging his lips along the dips of your collarbone. when a large hand closes over yours and guides it away from your back, you fix him with a questioning look.
wakatoshi looks up at you through unfairly thick lashes, his mouth at your sternum pushing fire into your chest.
“keep it on, hm?”
☆ — reblogs / comments are super appreciated<3
#haikyuu x reader#hq x reader#daichi x reader#tsukishima x reader#ukai x reader#ushijima x reader#hq smut#haikyuu smut#daichi sawamura x reader#tsukishima kei x reader#ukai keishin x reader#ushiwaka x reader#hq x black!reader#haikyuu x black reader#hq x y/n#hq x you
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kinktober 2023 - haikyuu edition
So here is the complete masterlist i did for kinktober 2023, and it is an all haikyuu special! I’m excited to share all these with you and I hope you like them!
Day 1: THIGH RIDING - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 2: THREESOME - Bokuto Koutaro x reader x Akaashi Keiji
Day 3: PHONE SEX - Oikawa Tooru x reader
Day 4: SHOWER/TUB - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 5: MUTUAL MASTURBATION - Kageyama Tobio x reader
Day 6: ORAL - Terushima Yuuji x reader
Day 7: ORGASM DENIAL - Matsukawa Issei x reader
Day 8: DOMINATION - Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader
Day 9: SKINNY DIPPING - Hinata Shoyo x reader
Day 10: VIDEO TAPING - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 11: STRANGERS - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 12: PUBLIC PLAY - Tendou Satori x reader
Day 13: GROUP SEX - Seijoh 4 x reader
Day 14: AGE DIFFERENCE - Ukai Keishin x reader
Day 15: MORNING SEX - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 16: DADDY - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 17: DIRTY TALK - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 18: HAIR PULLING - Kozume Kenma x reader
Day 19: SPANKING - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 20: SCRATCHING - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 21: WINDOW - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 22: KNOT - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 23: VOYEURISM - Kageyama Tobio x reader x Oikawa Tooru
Day 24: CAR - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 25: COCKWARMING - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Day 26: DEGRADATION - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 27: HATE SEX - Kuroo Tetsuro x reader
Day 28: DOUBLE PENETRATION - Kita Shinsuke x reader x Miya Osamu
Day 29: BRAT TAMING - Kita Shinsuke x reader
Day 30: OVERSTIMULATION - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Day 31: BREEDING KINK - Miya Osamu x reader
#kinktober 2023#haikyuu fanfiction#haikyuu smut#miya atsumu x reader#miya osamu x reader#sakusa kiyoomi x reader#suna rintaro x reader#bokuto x reader#akaashi keiji x reader#oikawa tooru x reader#iwaizumi hajime x reader#kita shinsuke x reader#ukai keishin x reader#sugawara koshi x reader#kozume kenma x reader#kuroo tetsuro x reader#ushijima wakatoshi x reader#kageyama tobio x reader#hinata shoyo x reader#terushima yuuji x reader#tendou satori x reader
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they're old but not that old. what is it when they're only a few years older than you but they still feel the years creeping up on them. they don't worry about that though when there's a soft, plump, young girl taking their cock like a champ.
"what's this?" he mused to himself while he watches you desperately matches the thrust of his hips. "can't get enough of this old man's cock? you're a young, pretty little thing but look at you..." chuckling to himself when you're pleading for him to bring you release. your sweet cunt clenching to him. "atta girl, impatient girls like you don't get to cum."
they like the tears gathering in your lashes when they deny you of release. it only spurs them more as you take their thick cock into your wet pussy.
"please...—make me cum" there's a hiccup followed by a sob as the tears starts to roll into your cheeks. rolling your hips to feel the veins in his cock to your spasming wall. desperate and confused why they won't let you cum. how could you understand what they're saying when your attention is how their cock stretched inside you and their bulbous tip is hitting your sensitive spot making you gush over their length.
“daddy, please” whining and begging to grant you of pleasure. “i'm a good girl, aren't i daddy? please make me cum. give me your babies”
that made their cock throb even more. twitches at how you beg to stuff you full of their cum. shit. they won't last long while you're so adorable in pleading.
“of course, baby. you're a good girl.” they praises you. holding your round cheeks in their huge palm while speeding up their thrusts. your body involuntarily jiggling and leaves you drooling in the corners of your mouth. too dumb and cock drunk to think anything than their cocks filling you up.
with a bruising kiss in your lips and a violent jerk of their hips. hot and creamy spurts of their cum fills you to the brim. painting your insides white and you're seeing white from the euphoria that you were given off. thick thighs trembling while their cum drips and runs to your inner thighs.
“geez, such a needy whore. i guess you need more of this cock, huh?”
“yes, daddy.”
TOJI, KISHIBE, ROMERO, KEISHIN, AIZAWA
#ᝰ.ᐟ shai's drabbles#chubby reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk smut#anime smut#toji fushiguro x reader#toji fushiguro#csm kishibe#kishibe x reader#chainsaw man x reader#ukai keishin#keishin ukai x reader#haikyuu smut#csm smut#smut drabble
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an adorable ukai/takeda commission i recently did for @/evagirl_77 :)
my commissions are still open!
#haikyuu#ukai keishin#takeda ittetsu#ukatake#hq#anime#drawing#digital illustration#illustration#mine
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just learned that nicotine constricts blood vessels, which can cause erectile dysfunction and now I can’t stop thinking about using that fact to finally convince ukai to stop smoking.
for all of your pleas about his health, the dangers of secondhand smoke, and how you want to spend a long life with him, nothing has ever stuck. he’s tried multiple times to quit, knowing how much you hate his smoking and knowing how bad it is for his health, but has never been able to give up the habit.
until one day you send him an article titled, The Connection Between Smoking and Impotence, and provide no further context. the flurry of messages he quickly starts to send in response go unanswered.
but when you get home from work, the apartment is a mess. all of the drawers in the kitchen are open. there’s a pile of jackets on the couch that have been pulled out of the closet. there are noticeably empty spots on the coffee table and kitchen table where two ashtrays used to be.
and the man himself looks just as frazzled. he has a trash bag in one hand and is digging through the bedside table with the other. his hair is a mess from where he’s clearly been running a hand through it all day. you can see a nicotine patch on one arm and how he’s angrily chewing on a piece of nicotine gum.
“keishin?” you ask, trying to keep the relief from your voice and the smile off of your face.
he glances up at you but quickly goes back to his search, coming up successful when he pulls a pack of cigarettes out of the drawer and shoves it into the trash bag that he’s holding.
“gotta quit smoking if I wanna keep my dick hard for you,” he grumbles but offers nothing else.
maybe you should be upset that it’s only when his cock is threatened that he shows this much urgency about quitting smoking, but if this is what it takes to make sure that the two of you get to spend a long and happy life together then you’ll gladly take it.
#smoking is gross guys! don’t do it!#ukai keishin#ukai keishin x reader#ukai x reader#haikyuu x reader#ukai drabble#haikyuu drabble#mel writes
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coach ukai doodles 🫡
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— FOREIGNER
How the Karasuno boys would react to meeting Shoyo's foreign cousin.
— starring. karasuno boys x foreign exchange student!reader (separately), student teacher!reader in ukai's
— tags. fluff, first meetings, pining
— warnings. use of 'pretty' and 'cute' to describe reader, but no pronouns are used, you slap ryuu in his LOL, mild suggestive comment in ryuu's if you squint
— requested? yes! thank you so much for your request this was fun to write :)
— notes. some of these are longer than others sorry ADHKWH my biases are showing a lil // this ended up being a first meeting + how they act when they start crushing on you, but it they're so cute so i didnt wanna change it lolol
daichi is whipped for you from the start
he doesn't show it (or he doesn't think he does) but he's attracted to you the second he lays eyes on you
he's extra sure to be polite to you, too embarrassed too show his brasher nature in case it scares you off
he loses his backbone whenever you're around
he needs to scold some of the first years for goofing off, but you're standing there? he's all sunshine and rainbows
when he finds out that you're a foreign exchange student, he's over the moon
he subtly finds out your classes from shoyo, who of course doesn't realize his intentions as he blurts out your schedule happily
he checks up on you often, making sure you're adjusting well to japan because "what kind of captain would he be if he let his underclassman's cousin have a hard time?"
the team is none the wiser, except for maybe koshi who sees through his shit immediately
he has a habit of patting your head as a greeting, even if he's just passing you in the hallways even if you complain about him messing up your hair
overall, he's super soft with you :)
sawamura daichi! was annoyed when he met you. shoyo hadn't shown up to practice and wasn't answering his phone, which left the captain ready to send the orange-haired freshman to an early grave. after kei made a smart remark that he saw shoyo lingering near the school entrance, he was on a mission to give the boy hell.
kei was right, of course. when daichi made his way to the entrance, he saw shoyo right away. he stomps over, lips parting to lecture the younger male about responsibilities when his eyes ghost over you. he stops short, shoyo's name barely dropping from his mouth as he pauses.
when you both turn to him, daichi feels his breath catch in his throat. it was clear that you weren't from around here. your odd sense of dress stuck out like a sore thumb—not to mention he had never seen you before. but if anything, he thought you were pretty.
"you're late for practice," daichi states lamely, barely managing to tear his gaze away from you to glower at shoyo. "i ought to put you on cleaning duty tonight."
the threat fell on deaf ears, shoyo's large grin unfaltering as he wraps an arm around your midsection in a tight hug. "captain! sorry, sorry," he apologizes, though the wide grin on his face told daichi he wasn't serious. "my cousin texted me that they were here, so i had to say hi!"
at his words, you finally snap out of your stupor, offering daichi a small smile. "i didn't realize he had practice. i wouldn't have called him out if i knew."
daichi presses his lips together, feeling his ears warm at your kind tone. "it's okay," he says softly. "i'll let him off for now. it's nice to meet you—i'm sawamura daichi."
when you introduce yourself, he finds himself repeating your name in his head.
"oi," he clears his throat, turning to shoyo with a deadpan expression. "c'mon. we're late enough already." daichi turns to bow his head at you politely, quickly turning around before you can see the warmth in his cheeks.
your sweet voice calls out a goodbye, and daichi decides then and there that he wants to get to know you better.
"hey, hey—why are you so red?"
"you're gonna shut up now if you want to go home early tonight."
koshi didn't realize you were shoyo's cousin until after he got to know you a little
he couldn't help it—when he saw you he just thought you were super cute lmao
he fumbles a bit in front of you
he really really tries to be a cool, calm, and collected person but sometimes he embarrasses himself by saying odd things or staring at you a little too long
when he does figure out you're related to his underclassman, he takes the opportunity to get to know you better
and when he finds out you're in his homeroom? even better
the type to arrange study session together with you every weekend just to spend time with you
he actually invites you to watch their practices and games before shoyo does LOL
the whole team knows about his feelings and he doesn't even care, constantly throwing an arm over you shoulder and hanging around you during downtimes
wants to impress you, so he gives it his all (and then some) whenever you're there
his sets get more accurate and he even blocks more hits than he would've before
he really wants you to think he's cool
but if you compliment him, he's exploding on the spot
suguwara koshi! had no idea you were shoyo's cousin when he met you. you looked nothing alike and your personalities were completely different. despite you being a complete stranger, the lost look on your face amused him.
you met koshi when shoyo accidentally stranded you at the train station. you were supposed to take the same train to his house, but he didn't notice you weren't right behind him when he stepped into the train car. the last you saw of the tangerine-haired boy was the back of his head as the doors closed on you.
you were standing there in a panic, though no one stopped to check if you were okay. shoyo had you hold his schoolbag while he dragged your suitcase along, and when you tried calling his cellphone you heard it buzz in the bag that hung on your shoulder. for the life of you, you couldn't remember which stop to get off or which streets to take to get to his house.
"are you lost?" a gentle voice asks you, pulling you from your anxious thoughts.
your eyes meet and koshi can't help but think you're cute as hell. you look doe-eyed in your panic, rounded eyes and parted lips. when you don't answer right away, koshi's cool demeanor switches and he stumbles into an embarrassed frenzy. "wait, can you even understand japanese?"
thankfully, you do, having learned it from shoyo at a younger age. you blink away the remnants of your panic with a few hasty nods. "yes, sorry. my cousin accidentally left me here, and i don't really know how to get to his house..."
koshi calms down at your insistence, chuckling to himself. "do you know the address?"
you wince, "no."
"alright," he says in a way that he hopes is soothing for you. "i can keep you company while you wait for him to return, then. it'd probably be nicer than just standing here by yourself."
when you agree, he hides his smile. he asks you several icebreakers, such as your name and your favourite colour. with every passing second, he only thinks you're even cuter than when he first saw you.
eventually, shoyo does come back, panting and heaving as he runs up the stairs to the station platform. his bright eyes widen when he sees you together with koshi. "oh, sugawara? you've met my cousin?"
koshi meets your eyes with a grin. "i guess we'll be seeing each other more often."
honestly asahi doesn't even acknowledge you when you first meet
he doesn't find out you're shoyo's cousin for weeks, so you're really just another classmate to him
you don't even talk to each other until like a month or so after you transferred
and even then, your conversations are short
he's polite to you when you work together, but he doesn't really try to become friends with you
don't get him wrong! he thinks you're nice and pretty, but he is too damn shy to initiate anything with you
you kinda think he hates you at first, but after you realize that he's just not an outgoing person you relax around him
when he does find out you're related to shoyo, you end up seeing each other more often out of class
you show up to more practices, even if you're just sitting on the benches doing homework
shoyo even drags you along whenever the team meets up outside of school to hang out
as a result, you and asahi eventually grow closer and he opens up more bit by bit
he doesn't actually start crushing on you until graduation nears
he realizes it when he hears you cheering his name at one of their bigger games
he thinks his name sounds prettier coming from you
he doesn't initiate any skinship with you, but he's always asking about your day and checking on you in his own ways
will absolutely combust if you even so much as brush pinkies as you're walking together
azumane asahi! first met you in class. like koshi, he doesn't know you're related to shoyo initially. when the teacher introduces you, making you write your name on the board, you don't have the same last name as shoyo. he doesn't really pay much attention to you, minding his own business as he takes out his notebook and pens.
several weeks pass and your homeroom teacher announces that you'll be partnering up for a group presentation. your first real conversation with him goes as expected—you exchange contact information and go your separate ways when the bell rings.
he thinks you're attractive, but he's too shy to actually act on those thoughts and he just pushes through the project, interacting with you as little as possible.
it's only when shoyo forgets his volleyball uniform at your house that asahi figures out you're related.
he sees you first, standing in the gym entrance while you wait to be invited in. you look hesitant as your eyes cast over the several members of the volleyball club, your gaze landing on asahi. when recognition flickers behind your eyes, he thinks you're there for him.
he opens his mouth to greet you, but before he can even utter a word, an orange blur runs past him. you're almost knocked on your ass as shoyo tackles you, excitedly calling out your name. "what're you doing here?" he asks you, tilting his head as he releases you from his death grip. "you never come to practice."
"you left your uniform at mine," you explain quietly, pulling the clothing out of your bag.
there's a moment of silence, before all hell breaks loose. the others scream and yell at shoyo, yuu and ryuunosuke shaking him by the shoulders as they demand why they weren't informed about his girlfriend.
even asahi's jaw drops at the thought of you, his classmate and group partner, dating shoyo, of all people.
"we aren't dating!" you exclaim, shaking your hands in front of you adamantly as disgust paints over your facial features. "we're cousins."
as the club eventually quiets down, you meet asahi's gaze over the commotion. when you offer him a bashful smile, he can't help but return it.
as expected, yuu is also whipped for you the second you meet
he swears on his life that he has never met someone as perfect as you—not even kiyoko (which says a lot)
at first, his attraction to you is entirely physical and he doesn't hide it
he compliments you every time he sees you he even compliments your outfits even if you're just wearing the karasuno uniform
he practically begs shoyo to bring you to practice just so he has an excuse to ogle at you and profess his 'undying love'
you'd probably make good friends with kiyoko, bonding over the second years' unabashed feelings and loud professions of love lol
though he's completely smitten with your looks, yuu doesn't learn a thing about you until like two months after your transfer
he realizes it when koshi asks if he knows anything about you and no, the fact that you're pretty doesn't count as something
during a late night run to the nearest convenience store, he runs into you
you're dressed casually, and he realizes it's actually the first time he's seen you outside of uniform
he thinks you're very cute in your bunny pajamas
he approaches you with koshi's words in mind, and asks if you want to hang out for a bit
your hang outs become a common thing, and eventually it's your weekend tradition to meet at the convenient store after sundown
after really getting to know you, he realizes that he likes more than just your appearance
shockingly, once he figures out his feelings for you, he tones down a lot
he would stop confessing his love for you every moment he could, but he gets casually affectionate with you
he'd always stand close enough for your shoulders to touch and would absentmindedly guide you places by taking your hand
he's never had a real crush on anyone before, so he's feeling it out with you
nishinoya yuu! has hearts in his eyes the moment he meets you. shoyo brought you to practice one day, excited to introduce his favourite cousin to his teammates. he had all but dragged you to the gym by the wrist, ignoring your insistent utterings that you can walk on your own.
"this is my cousin!" shoyo announces the second he bursts through the doors in true hinata shoyo fashion. you were the last ones to show up, so the entire team was there to witness you getting dragged in by shoyo. "they transferred here from overseas."
yuu feels the world stop once he glances over at you after receiving a particularly harsh spike from tobio, freezing into his squatted position. his world becomes a romcom movie—he swears someone must be blowing a fan in your direction with the way your hair sways as you walk into the gym. he might even be seeing the air sparkle in your presence.
he's absolutely starstruck with you, and he makes no effort to hide it as he bounds over to you. he takes your hands in his, looking at you with wide eyes as he takes you in. he can hear someone groaning, maybe daichi, as they mutter something along the lines of "he's at it again."
"i'm nishinoya yuu," he introduces himself. "you're really cute!"
your mouth opens, but no words come out as you simply stare at yuu in surprise. shoyo had given you a brief rundown of his group members, and you realize that this might be why he warned you about the libero in particular.
even when daichi smacks the back of his head, apologizing to you quietly, yuu remains in his lovestruck gaze.
you stay to watch their practice, at both shoyo and yuu's insistence, and yuu makes a point to be even more extravagant than usual. you can't help but laugh at his boisterous rolling receives and the way he calls out ridiculous move names.
oh ryuu. typical ryuu.
the first words he ever speaks to you end up with him getting slapped
like yuu, he thinks you've been blessed by the gods with your looks and he makes it clear to you when you meet
he asks you to go out with him, only to blatantly check you out right after, which earned him a smack to the face
eventually, he does apologize for his behaviour, though you don't accept it right away
when you tell him that you hate guys who treat others like eye candy, he's sure to tone it down for you
of course, a man can't change overnight
he still flirts with you, and with other women—he can't help it ;( him n yuu are menaces
however, when he's not being an absolute pest, he gets to know you
he learns about your interests and hobbies, and finds himself indulging you in them (who would've thought he'd end up enjoying the art of bracelet making?)
when you become close friends, you become his person
he goes to you whenever he wants to talk about something, and he lends an ear whenever you need to vent
he asks you about your home country often, wanting to know more about your life before you came to japan
he'd even go out of his way to do things for you that remind you of home whenever you start feeling homesick :)
it's not until well after graduation when he realizes that he might actually like you
tanaka ryuunosuke! was mid confession when you met. shoyo had brought you to one of their games, and just as ryuunosuke was getting on his knees to ask kiyoko to marry him, his eyes fall on you.
it's almost astounding how quickly the second year moved from the glasses-wearing beauty to you, appearing in front of you in an instant. before shoyo can even introduce you, he stares you down with a steeled expression, his eyes narrowing.
"you're the prettiest person i've ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on," he claims in his most serious tone. he takes your hands in his as he presses his lips to your knuckles. "please go out with me."
there's a collective sigh as the team turns away at his antics. you, on the other hand, feel your head pound in irritation. "excuse me?"
ryuunosuke doesn't hear the vexation in your tone, or chooses to ignore it, as his eyes trail over your features. even when you're staring at him in an angry disbelief, he thinks you're incredibly pretty. however, as his eyes drop lower and lower, his mind enters a less-than-appropriate headspace.
the feeling of your hand connecting with his cheek rips him out of his lewd daydreams. you didn't slap him hard, but the sound echoed over the loud chatter of the audience members anyway. "you pervert," you utter, gritting your teeth as you turn on your heel. you barely tell shoyo good luck as you all but stomp off to the bleachers.
ryuunosuke stares at your back, holding his reddening cheek in mild awe. yuu nudges his side. "don't tell me you're into that, man."
he at least has the grace to blush.
to be honest, you and tobio do not get along until much later
it's not because you're related to shoyo it is
he just genuinely has no idea how to talk to you lmao
you meet him on the first day of school with shoyo
the realization that he may be teammates with the very guy he had practically berated in middle school took priority over greeting you tbh
it's only after their initial fight when he realizes that you, a complete stranger, saw him yell at shoyo as harshly as he did (even if shoyo didn't have many nice things to say either)
he's kinda embarrassed abt it tbh
like?? you had to see him like that?? he's mortified
so when he joins the volleyball club and you're a manager, he avoids you like the plague
when he talks to you, he accidentally comes across as if he hates your guts (he doesn't, he just cannot properly converse with people to save his life)
your relationship is extremely terse for months, since you get pissed off at his behaviour and he doesn't know how to act normally around you
he doesn't warm up to you until one of their games later in the season, where the morale is low and the team is hanging their heads
you give them an uplifting speech, telling the team that they're stronger than they think
it's the first time tobio looks at you in a pleasant light, and he merely puts a hand on your shoulder to say thanks as he makes his way back to the court
slowburn as fuck tbh he might not even realize he likes you until you're about to graduate (cut him some slack he's only a lil slow)
kageyama tobio! barely acknowledges your existence when you meet. you had moved to japan before their first year at karasuno began, so you showed up with shoyo to the first day.
of course, tobio recognized shoyo immediately from their encounter in middle school. shoyo had dragged you to the gym to go with him to sign up for the volleyball club, insistent that you try to apply to be a manager or something. tobio was there, about to spike a volleyball.
the second shoyo and tobio lock eyes on each other, they're at it like cats and dogs, and you're left standing there in confusion. seeing shoyo as angry as he was is shocking to you and you wonder what the hell this other guy must've done to rile up your sunshine cousin so much.
tobio doesn't even look at you as he argues with shoyo, not meeting your eyes until after the fight has 'calmed' down. he stares at you quietly for a moment before averting his gaze, grumbling something under his breath as he leaves to retrieve the volleyball shoyo made him drop.
he doesn't say anything to you as you talk quietly with daichi about becoming a manager. he vaguely overhears shoyo introducing you as his cousin, but he's too annoyed to listen.
later on, when him and shoyo are finally accepted into the club, and you're brought on as a manager-in-training, tobio still ignores you.
you don't have your first conversation until a week later, when you corner him after practice. "what is your problem?" you demand, your hands propped on your hips. "i know you don't like sho, but you haven't said a single word to me since you joined the club."
tobio flushes in embarrassment as he stares at you. he doesn't mean to, but his eyes narrow into what could be perceived as a harsh glare. "i don't have anything to say," he says truthfully, his voice coming out colder than necessary.
when he rushes off to hide his growing fluster, you're left standing there confused.
you and kei barely interacted at first tbh
he had never seen you before and it was the weekend when you met so he had no reason to assume you'd ever talk again really
even after finding out you were related to shoyo, he didn't bat an eye
after all, he's not exactly going over to the orange-haired boy's house for sleepovers lolol
but to his surprise, you're in his classroom the next monday morning as a foreign exchange student
your classmates rush to you, overwhelming you with numerous questions about your hometown, and it's clear to kei that you're flustered
you meet his gaze over the crowd of people, and for a moment you're shocked to see him
however, before either of you can do anything, you get bombarded with even more questions
to your surprise and his, kei scoffs as he approaches your crowded desk
"can't you see you're bothering them?"
the gaggle of students dissipates with embarrassed apologies, leaving you and kei alone
your relationship with him from then on is odd
there's an unspoken agreement that you both don't like being bothered by other people, and you lowkey bond over it
he would never admit you're friends, but he comes to your rescue often
if you can't understand a phrase or if you don't know the answer to a question in class, he'll quietly help you out (but don't bother asking about it, 'cus he'll deny it vehemently)
when you start hanging out during practices, he ruffles your hair and rests his arm on your head regardless of your height
making fun of you is his love language (not that he'd ever admit he has feelings)
tsukishima kei! meets you when you're babysitting natsu. the team had been out getting ice cream (as per koshi's insistence—for team building), leaving kei in a sour mood because he would rather be anywhere than here.
"shoyo! sho!"
the whole team looks over, seeing a little girl who is the spitting image of their short middle blocker running toward them. kei's expression drops even more, because there's two of them?
shoyo almost drops his ice cream cone with the way the little girl jumps on him. "what are you doing here?" shoyo asks, scrambling to catch his sweet treat. "where's—"
before he can finish his sentence, another figure comes running at them, out of breath. "natsu!" you scold airily as you make your way up to the team, hunching over and resting your hands on your knees as you try to catch your breath. "jesus, don't just run off like that!"
you look up at shoyo from your hunched position, letting kei get a good look at your face. you're flushed, sweat beading on your brow bone and lips are parted as you breathe harshly through them. it's clear to the blond that you've been running around for some time now, something that makes him snort into his strawberry ice cream cup.
"sorry, sho," you wince, practically dragging the little girl, natsu, to your side. "she ran off while i was paying for her snacks. she probably saw you through the window." you vaguely gesture to a nearby convenience store, holding up a bag of candy.
you talk with shoyo for another moment, before turning to the rest of the team. your eyes briefly meet kei's and he arches a brow at you. you apologize for interrupting them, but daichi insists that you're fine and that you and natsu can hang around since you're there anyway.
as a result, you and kei end up standing near each other as the group converses. kei had been hanging a little bit away from the others, minus tadashi of course. you end up near him by coincidence—you don't know the others, and the three of you end up quietly sitting in acknowledgement that you didn't want to talk.
my darling baby tadashi is a mess when you meet <3
he was practicing his volleyball skills when he accidentally whams you in the face
he'd feel guilty about it for a while (even if you insist you're fine) and would use it as an excuse to buy you drinks from the vending machines lol
"this is the fourth drink you've bought me this week??"
"i have to make up for hitting you somehow :((("
becoming friends with tadashi is surprisingly easy, given how shy he can be
it becomes a habit to meet you by the vending machines before practice
the time in the halls between classes and volleyball are spent getting to know you
he asks a lot of questions about what it's like in your hometown and the differences in your culture
i don't think he'd start liking you until after you also get close with kei though lol good luck
the first time he sees you joking around with the tall blond, he thinks his heart is about to beat out of his chest
you must be an angel, he decides as he watches you get along with kei
the three of you form a trio and you end up spending more time with them than shoyo LOL
kei absolutely knows about tadashi's feelings and takes every opportunity to tease him about it whilst you're blissfully unaware
he's so so smitten around you after he realizes he likes you
the type to look at you like you hung the stars in the sky yourself and to becoming maddeningly red whenever you so much as make eye contact with him
yamaguchi tadashi! hits you in the head the first time he meets you. he was in the gym alone, practicing his float serve. you pushed through the heavy metal doors just in time to get slammed in the face with a ball gone awry.
he feels his heart drop to his toes as he quickly rushes over to you, asking if you're alright and if you need to see the nurse. his panic only worsens when he realizes you're bleeding from your nose.
although the hit shocked you, you're left watching in amusement as tadashi scrambles to find something to stop your nosebleed with. when he eventually returns to you, having ran from the boys washroom to grab a wad of papertowel, he apologizes again softly.
"are you okay now...?" he asks when your nosebleed finally stops. he looks almost like a kicked puppy, his hair falling limply into his eyes.
even after you reassure him that you're fine, tadashi still wears his guilt like a crown. he offers to buy you something from the vending machines, and does so despite your insistence that he doesn't need to.
"you can accept it for my sake," he says sheepishly as he offers you the cold can. the two of you converse quietly, with you introducing yourself as a new foreign exchange student.
"oh!" he suddenly lets out, looking over at you. "did you need something in the gym?"
"i was looking for my cousin," you sigh. "he said he was in the volleyball club and i haven't been able to find him at all today."
he's shocked when he finds out that you're shoyo's cousin—the boy had talked about you earlier in the week when he found out you were transferring to karasuno. as you talk, tadashi thinks to himself that shoyo never mentioned how cute you were.
your first meeting with keishin is awkward
ltrly knocks you off your feet when he runs into you
he's kind of brash when he meets you, not caring if you think of him badly because of it
you don't have much of a relationship at first—your work pulls you to the classrooms after all, so he doesn't really see you around often
the next time he sees you, you're stomping into the gymnasium mid practice with an irked expression
he's about to tell you off for interrupting practice, but he quiets when he sees you make your way to your younger cousin
he only watches in amusement when you tell him off for his horrid grades
when shoyo turns to keishin for help, he only shrugs with a lazy grin on his face
"sorry, little man, you heard 'em. no volleyball games until you raise your grades"
to shoyo's chagrin, you and keishin make a terrifying pair for him (and the other three idiots lolol)
you only really start hanging out with him when you end up making a late night run at his convenience store
it's the first time he sees you in casual clothing and the case of beer in your hands makes him laugh
"you wanna share that?"
he becomes your drinking buddy every other weekend, and he grows to cherish the time you spend chugging back cans of beer with him
keeps his feelings on the downlow, but as time goes on even the boys realize that their coach has a soft spot for you
ukai keishin! bodies you the first time you meet. the man doesn't realize his own strength until he literally knocks you flat on his ass after he turns a corner and bumps into you. his eyes go wide when the books and papers in your hands go flying, falling around you in a frenzy.
"shit," he curses under his breath, bending down to pick up your things. "sorry 'bout that." his voice is gruff as he speaks, collecting your papers without much care. when he returns them to you, some of them are scuffed and crumpled.
as he's handing you your things, he finally gets a good look at you. you're dressed more formally than he is by a mile. he holds a hand out to help you to your feet, his brown eyes falling to the lanyard around your neck.
"you new here?" he asks, jutting his chin out to gesture to your nametag. student teacher is typed above your name and picture.
you nod deftly, brushing off any dirt from your dress pants. "i started today. and you are?" your eyes meet his, and he knows you're silently scrutinizing him. he's much too old to be a student, you deduce easily, but he's dressed far more casually than any other other teachers.
when your eyes drift up to his bleached hair, he snorts. "i'm the coach for the volleyball club," he grumbles. "i don't need to be wearing fancy shit like you."
he sees your eyes light up in recognition as he analyzes your face with crossed arms. "the volleyball club? you must know my cousin then. hinata shoyo?"
keishin deadpans at you. "you're the runt's cousin?"
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A Different Source of Protein
Pairing: Keishin Ukai x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, blowjob, stress release, praise, smoking, locker room sex, dirty talk, encouragement, titjob, cum swallowing
Word count: 0.6k
A/N: This man is insanely attractive to me.
"Swear to God those kids are gonna drive me insane some day." Ukai inhaled and exhaled the deep, rich smoke of his cigarette. The smoke only made the locker room stuffier, the closed windows and door muffling your choked gasps but also preventing fresh air from getting in. But it also meant that you could focus on your boyfriend's taste and scent more. "Good thing I got you, my precious stress reliving girlfriend."
His eyes met your teary ones as you swallowed around his cock against, struggling to take all of him. At times you regretted that you had a boyfriend with such a girthy cock. Your pussy usually got the full brunt of it, this time it was your throat that got stretched out by it.
You mumbled around the girth as you pressed your tongue flat against the underside. "Ah, you're right. I just gotta put up with them I guess. They're not that bad you know. Not enough to make me wanna have kids of my own, no way." You brought ip the subject before.
Before he always danced around it. Funny how he brought it up now when your mouth was too busy with his cock. Clever.
You whined around it, letting your feeling be known as you bobbed your head back and forth, hand reaching to play with his full balls. "All this cum. It's a shame to let it go to waste." You retorted as you carefully sucked on the tip.
"It won't if you keep your mouth open." Ukai's smirk was knowing, you wouldn't let his cum go to waste, you never did. "Gotta give you your daily dose of protein baby." He smoothed his free hand through your hair. Pushing the cocktip deeper with a forward thrust he felt you open up and swallow once more. Your throat was ready for him this time.
Using your tits you warmed up the rest of his cock every time you pulled back. Making sure to always leave the red, cum-dripping tip in.
This pleased him greatly. His stress began to melt away the harder his cock twitched. It pulsed between your soft tits, getting hotter by the second.
"That's it, that's my good stress doll. Your tits are so soft baby, if you keep this up I'll come in no time." You knew he would, he was close. The ache between your legs was so bad but you couldn't reach down, you had to keep squeezing your breasts against his hard cock. "Catch it all baby, catch my load. Mmhm, gonna give you a huge one." Ukai's hair fell from its combed back place, over his tan forehead.
A big creamy load just for you.
You doubled your efforts, massaging faster, sucking with more intent. With a strained grunt Ukai released, his hips and hand planted against the bench. The cigarette lay forgotten in the ashtray, you demanded both his hands in your hair, his full attention as your throat strained with each gulp.
"Those things... are gonna kill you... someday." You warned, out of breath as you eventually pulled back, lips and tits perfectly clean.
"I smoke for stress release. But if you want me to quit we could do things like this more ofte- ouch!" He yelped as you fondled his balls a bit too hard and too quick after his orgasm. Ukai winced but it quickly turned into a sigh as you kissed the effected spot. "Baby, I can't go so fast again."
"I know. This was punishment, or a reward, whichever you like more." His soft cock stirred. "Put your pants back on. I want a hot shower and fast. And I don't mean here, our shower." There was never enough room in the ones here to fit the both of you and keep you both warm at the same time. These were designed with one person in mind.
But the one you had back home? Different story.
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