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mavrintarou · 1 year

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[3:19 PM] - Suna Rintarou

Gotta head out - be back later to edit... or not. Enjoy!

Warning: smut . Aside from volleyball, Rintarou was naturally gifted with the camera.

He had captured some of the most exquisite and breathtaking photographs of Y/n, making it look like they were professional shots.

He also possessed a collection of the most embarrassing shots, which he kept strictly to himself. There were also a few special ones that were meant for his eyes only, capturing intimate moments between them.

He was a very active Instagramer – posting quite frequently for his million followers, but he kept his relationship out of public eyes.

When Rintarou created a TikTok account, his followers grew by the day.

He would capture a wide range of videos, from documenting his volleyball training sessions and games to showcasing the delicious lunches Y/n packed for him. He even recorded moments of making his coffee, creating a collection of glimpses into his daily life.

Each time he makes a video, Y/n gets a notification, and she entertains herself with them.

“My baby made me some Korean food today,” he sniffs his bento, groaning. “I told her I’ve been craving some Korean food, and… she loves me so much.” He stuffs his mouth with a Kimbap. “You guys ask if she makes me lunch every day – yes. Does she not work or… is she a stay-at-home partner?” He shoves another Kimbap into his mouth. “She’s definitely an independent woman who earns her own money and won’t allow me to support her like the best boyfriend I am…” he narrows his eyes directly at the camera, “she always watches my videos, so – please tell her that it she needs to let me treat her like a queen.”

Y/n burst out laughing and clicked on the comments.

Suna’s girlfriend, please allow Rintarou to treat you like a queen!

Can we get a glimpse of her?

She is so lucky!

You’re so lucky; your food looks so good!

Y/n narrows her eyes at the first comment.

You’re so hot, Rin; please fuck me!

Y/n clicked on the person’s profile of a young woman.

Curiosity got Y/n going through Rin’s other videos to view the comments. She saw the same account commenting on every one of Rin’s videos, saying something inappropriate.

Rin checked his phone as he slipped his shirt on.

He was still waiting for a message from Y/n.

Though it wasn’t unusual, it felt odd that she didn’t text or react to his video.

She always commented or reacted to his video.

Did she not see it?

But it clearly said Read 2:35 PM underneath the message.

Without wasting another moment, he made his way toward their apartment, a sense of urgency guiding his steps. Sitting behind the wheel, waiting at a red light, he drummed his fingers anxiously on the steering wheel. The unsettling feeling gnawed at him, the sense that something was amiss between them weighing heavily on his mind.

While they didn’t frequently engage in conflicts, he made a conscious effort to minimize arguments, fully aware that disagreements are a natural part of any relationship. Over the course of their four-year journey together, they encountered only a few instances where tension escalated. However, despite needing some time to cool off, they always found a way to come together and discuss their concerns. They were committed to understanding each other’s perspective and exploring ways to grow and improve for the sake of their relationship.

And have hot makeup sex.

Rintarou jams the button to his floor in the elevator impatiently. Of all days, it seemed like the elevator door was being an asshole and taking its merry time to get him up to his floor.

“Y/n!” He shouts once he enters his apartment.

“Yes?” her sweet voice calls from the kitchen.

She doesn’t sound upset or mad, he thought. He quickly toes off his shoes and drops his gym bag in the living room to head to the kitchen. His heart relaxes a bit, finding her in the kitchen preparing dinner.

But he was still a little nervous and wasn’t entirely convinced she wasn’t upset.

He goes to wrap his arms around her waist, kissing her cheek and resting his chin on her shoulder. “How was your day?”

“Good,” she answered, “you?”

“Tired,” he answered as usual, “but a little… nervous.”

She finished whatever she was doing before washing her hands, the both of them doing a funny dance towards the sink because once Rin clings on to Y/n, it is no use trying to get him off.

“Go wash your hands and sit down; let’s eat.” She hears his sigh before he lets her go, and she watches over her shoulder as he pouts towards the sink to wash his hands and takes a seat in his usual spot.

Y/n leans against the counter, watching him zone out sitting there. Rintarou may be hard to read on the court, but Y/n could read him anytime.

Something weighed heavily on him, and his emotions spilled out much like a toddler’s when they couldn’t express their feelings.

He doesn’t realize Y/n has yet to set the table, “why are you nervous?”

He gazed up at her with a lost expression, his voice barely above a whisper. “You didn’t react to my video,” he murmured, seeking an answer with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Y/n arched an eyebrow at him, suppressing a chuckle. “What?”

“You didn’t react to my video today… did you not watch it?” he inquired with a tinge of concern. “Did I say too much in the video about you?” The renowned and notorious Middle Blocker for EJP Raijin resembled an anxious child, desperately seeking reassurance if he had done the right thing.

Y/n furrowed her brows, a realization dawning upon her as she acknowledged her lack of response to his video. “Oh, Rin,” she chuckled softly, moving closer and straddling his lap. Tenderly cupping his face, she pressed her lips against his pout, kissing it away. “I did watch it, but I must have gotten carried away reading the comments,” she explained, her tone apologetic. Her eyes narrowed as she mentioned one particular fan. “There was this one fan who was quite vulgar towards you,” she continued, her voice hinting disapproval. “I didn’t like it one bit.”

Something flickered in his eyes, and Y/n couldn’t help but roll her eyes, anticipating his reaction. “Are you… jealous?” he asked a hint of amusement in his voice.

There it is.

“No, I’m not. I don’t need to be jealous when I already have you.”

Rin kisses her throat and nips the skin there. “You’re right; I’m yours, all yours, just as you’re mine, right?”

“Hmm,” Y/n runs her fingers through his hair before gripping a fist full and tilting his head back. “All mine.”

His eyes widen for a split second before they squeeze shut when Y/n trails her tongue along his jaw and down his neck. She was not one to mark him in prominent areas, but tonight, she showed no mercy to his neck.

“Y/n…” Rin groans ten minutes later. His hands grip her hips, desperately guiding her to rock herself over his lap. “’nough…”

She pulls back and admires her work; now she knows how Rin feels. She leans to peck his lips and lifts herself, “all right, let’s eat!”

“What!” His grip on her hips tightens, “no way, you can’t leave me like that.” He looks down at his crotch; the outlining of his thick cock is visible against his joggers.

“But… our food will get cold?”

Rintarou chuckles, “no way, baby, food can wait… not me.”

Y/n squeal when he pushes her onto the table, grabs the end of her yoga pants, and tugs them off in one go. He pulls her panties aside and pulls cock out enough to slowly thrust into her pussy.

“Ah… Rin,” she moans, gripping the edge of the table. “Fuck… yes…”

His thrusts are slow and deep. “You had me worrying for no reason…” he leans over and grips her jaw to kiss her deeply, “I’ll show them – “ he speeds up his thrusts, “I’ll show them I’m yours… only yours….”

All the rubbing and rocking over him stimulated her, and Y/n was close until Rin pulled out of her. “Rin?”

He maneuvers her onto her front side and smacks her ass before getting down on one knee. He pulls her panties off and smothers his face into her core, slurping, sucking, and biting.

“Rin!”

He squeezes her cheeks hard, taking a bite on each side before standing back up, “need to mark you as mine too…” he guides his cock back home and thrusts fast and hard.

Their kitchen echoes with skin slapping skin and the kitchen table squeaking.

“I’m so… I’m so close baby…” Rin groans, and seconds later, hips jerking and cock spasming as he cums inside.

Rin withdraws; his eyes are fixated and anticipating as his cum drips out.

A minute later, after catching each other’s breath, Rin whispered, “baby?”

Y/n turns to look over her shoulders, clearly in bliss. “Yes?”

“Bed?”

“Yes, please…”

“Today, my baby packed me my favorite… jelly fruit sticks!”

Y/n sipped her morning coffee and tapped the heart on the video before clicking on the comment button.

Those are my favorites too!

You’re like an excited schoolboy about their lunches!

Is no one going to talk about it?...

Suna-san… what are those marks on your neck?

Are those… hickies?

Those are definitely hickies… wow… his girlfriend is kinky…

. . .

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idlerin · 2 months

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love sick — 02. aren’t you like, cupid

romance 101; guideline #54 — keep it real, the movies give butterflies but they’re often misleading. when you show affection, don’t follow a script.

masterlist — previous | next

❥ fun facts !

[name] is in the marketing program.

kiyoko models on the side, she’s slowly been appearing in fashion shows.

kageyama has been drinking orange soda 3x a day, it’s a new addiction.

love sick ! a suna rintarou social media au

synopsis. cupid! calling cupid! as the resident matchmaker slash hopeless romantic of tokyo university, you are the person people look for to get love advice or to set them up with the love of their lives. when suna rintarou comes to you asking for the opposite, to help fend people away from trying to get with him, to the extremes of even asking to fake date you, you couldn't refuse! mostly because you did owe him since he was on the receiving end of a bunch of your clients’ unsuccessful love efforts (hey, you do warn them your matchmaking only has a 62.3% success rate).

a/n — i was just rlly itching to update ! lol, i was also rlly productive schoolwork-wise today hehe

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hihello-pinky · 1 year

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what about a pt4 for miss, fuck, fall? like an extra charpter idk where they make love

Merry, Fluffy, Full

Suna Rintarou x F! Reader

Special Chapter of Miss, Fuck, Fall (can be read as a standalone, though)

A late holiday gift for y’all! To anon: SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG.

Warnings: Explicit smut, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie (please let me know if I missed any)

WC: 2018 Genre: Fluff, Smut MINORS DNI!!!!

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Growing up as an orphan, the holidays have always been a hard time for you. It’s not that you’re unhappy with the people from the foster home; Ms. D always made you sure all of you felt the jovial atmosphere in the air. Sure, you have visited some of your friends in their homes during the holidays in the past, but this is the first time that you’re visiting a romantic partner’s home. “Are you sure you two will be fine?” Mrs. Suna asks as she dons on her coat. “Yes, mom,” Rintarou replies, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “Y/N here will make sure we don’t burn down the kitchen.”

Rintarou’s mother laughs a little and sends the two of you a warm smile. “Alright, you two take care, okay? Don’t wait up for us.”

Rin grins at his mother. “Of course. You and Dad take all the time you need to be lovebirds!” He winks at you. “And I’ll spend the time with mine.”

You fail to catch your boyfriend’s mother’s reaction as your first instinct was to hide your face against his chest in embarrassment, making Rintarou laugh.

Fifteen minutes later, you find yourself alone with your boyfriend. “Are you ready?”

“You don’t have to do this, you know,” Rin replies, leaning against the kitchen’s doorframe. “Can’t we just cuddle in my bed instead?”

Your response comes in a stern shake of your head. “Are you really letting them look down on you? Also, we promised them! They’ll be here in an hour.” You don’t wait for his reply as you tie your hair into a bun and wear your apron. Upon seeing Rintarou remain in his previous position, you fake a glare at him.

Rin raises his hands in defeat. “Fine. But know that I’m doing this for you, not for them.”

The “them” in question are the kids who live across the street from Rin’s parent’s house. Triplets - a boy and two girls - who are like his nephew and nieces, given that their dad used to act as Rin’s older brother.

When his parents mentioned about how Rin never fails to bring them treats whenever he visits, you laughed because you couldn’t imagine him with children. That led to the two of you paying a visit to the kids where Rin somehow ended up promising to bake cookies for them in response to the seven-year-olds teasing him that he can’t date a “pretty girl” like you if he can’t bake you a cookie.

Suffice it is to say, by the triplets’ standards, you should be breaking up with Rin. His only useful contribution is to carry the cookie tray into and out of the oven.

A pair of strong arms wrap around your waist. “Hmm, smells so good.”

“It’s the vanilla,” you reply, trying to focus your attention on putting the cookies into the container instead of how warm Rin’s body feels against your back.

You feel his nose against the side of your neck. “I meant you.”

“Rin,” you warn. “They will be ringing the doorbell any minute now.”

He sighs against you, making a shiver run down your spine. “Turn around.”

You acquiese, leaning your back against the table. Rin’s eyes are watching you. “What are you thinking?”

“I love you.” His hand reaches out to your face but before he can do so, the sound of the doorbell echoes inside the house.

You steal a quick kiss on his lips before ducking out in between the table and his arms. “Time to meet the kids!”

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“Y/N!” Suna watches as three pairs of small arms wrap around you as you’re crouching down. You ruffle each of the kids’ hairs before turning to him.

He grins and hands you the packed cookies. You then proceed to give them to the kids and they excitedly dance around you, making you burst out in giggles. The sight and sound makes Suna want to sweep you up and kiss you.

“Come on now,” you say, “Let’s watch a movie and you judge the cookies.”

Another round of excited squeals from the triplets as you lead them towards the living room. Suna is about to take the space next to you when one of the girls beat him to it. He tries to hurry to the remaining side but it quickly gets taken by the boy.

“Stop pouting,” your voice says and it’s only then that he realizes that he is, indeed, pouting. You gesture to the space on the floor in front of you. “Here.”

He smiles and then looks at the remaining sister. He gently taps her shoulder. “Want to make me your human bean bag?” She nods happily, and that’s how the two of you found yourselves: you sandwiched by two of the triplets in the sides while you play with Rin’s hair as he’s leaning against the couch where you sit, the remaining triplet on his lap.

And while you and the kids are engrossed in the film, Rintarou cannot help but think: he can stay like this with you forever.

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9:55 p.m.

Looking at the clock and realizing it’s still relatively early compared to your usual bedtime, you try to stifle a yawn. However, the feeling of Rin’s left hand combing through your hair as he holds the blow dryer with the other isn’t helping. It’s just so comforting.

“You tired?” He asks softly. “Just wait for a few more minutes.”

You nod absentmindedly before Rin adjusts his position and stands in front of you. This allows you to have a view of his biceps flexing as he dries you hair. You gulp. “Did you have fun tonight?”

“A lot,” he replies. “Anything is fun as long as I get to do it with you.”

The butterflies make their arrival in your stomach again, making you feel full. It’s been seven months already since you and Rin became official and yet, his sweet words still make you swoon.

“You’re really good with children,” Rin comments after a few moments. “It’s because of where you grew up, right?”

“Yes.” You try to distract your eyes away from his arms. “And I really like children a lot.”

“One can tell,” Rin says as he turns off the blower and places it on the table. “I can’t wait to see you with ours.”

The implication of his words make you blush and as you’re about to hide your tinted face away from him, his hand is already gently guiding you towards his. “I mean it,” he whispers closely against your lips. “I want a family with you someday. Do you want that as well?”

You only manage a nod before you’re closing your eyes and he’s slowly kissing you, his soft lips gentle against yours. Rintarou pulls away, breathing heavily. “Will you let me make love to you tonight?”

“Of course, Rin,” you say in an almost-whimper. “I want you. Make love to me, babe.” Rintarou closes the small distance between you two but not before removing your robe from the shower. He gently guides you to lie on his bed before his lips are back on yours.

When you feel his tongue ask for entrance, you wrap your arms around his neck, your fingers playing with the roots of his hair that reaches above his nape. The gesture makes Rin groan against your mouth.

You then feel one of his hands make its way down your body and the moment he touches your lower lips, you gasp in pleasure. “Rin!”

“You’re so wet for me, Y/N.” He rasps, fingers slowly entering you. “I can’t wait for you to carry our children.”

The sounds of your sex as he pleasures you only serves to turn you on more. However, you can’t help but comment on what he said. “Children?”

Rintarou smirks down at you. “Yeah. I want twins.” A small bite against your lips. “Or triplets.” He curses. “You want that? Is that why you clenched hard?”

You’re starting to lose your mind due to the pleasure, only nodding in response as you moaned. “Rin. Rin, baby, please. Stop teasing. I want you inside me now.”

“Come for me first, darling.” His fingers start to pump faster while he plants butterfly kisses against your shoulders. A minute later and you reach your high.

You smile at your boyfriend and lean up to peck his lips. You extend a hand against his mouth. “Spit.”

“Fuck,” he mutters before cradling your head and kissing you passionately, spitting in your mouth, urging you to swallow. He then lifts your hand and kisses the palm before spitting against it. “Go ahead, my girl.”

You’re quick to pump his cock, Rintarou’s spit acting as a lubricant. It doesn’t take much for his dick to become fully erect. He lifts your legs to wrap them around his waist before slowly entering you.

“Oh, fuck.” You begin to let out soft moans as Rin starts to move inside of you. His thrusts are deliberate but not too rough. Sure, you love it when he manhandles you and takes you without holding back, but you also love this side of Rintarou in bed. Gentle, sweet, and caring.

“You feel so damn good, baby,” Rin whispers against your lips. “You’re so perfect for me.”

You moan in response, hands trying to find something to ground yourself into until settling on his back. With the pace he’s going, you can feel every ridge and vein of his cock along your walls.

Rin continues to whisper sweet nothings to you as his thrusts gradually increase in pace. You’re continuously whimpering now, too absorbed in the pleasure. “I-I’m close, Rin...”

He plants a sweet kiss on your lips. “Wait for me, baby.” But contrary to his statement, one of his hands begin to play with your clit, making it hard for you to delay your orgasm.

“Fill me... Up... Rin.” You say in between moans, prompting your boyfriend to quicken his thrusts while his breathing becomes heavier. With you taking pills, you rarely use condoms, but the statement still drives Rintarou mad. He groans deeply, fastening his fingers against your clit, and with a few more precise thrusts, you both reach your highs.

Rin doesn’t pull out immediately, choosing to give a few more lazy thrusts, overstimulating the two of you. You had to push a hand slightly against his pelvis before he’s pulling out, chuckling a little at the small pout on your lips.

He gives you a sweet peck, eyes gazing at you lovingly. “I love you, Y/N.”

You reach for his hand so you can intertwine your fingers. “I love you, too, Rintarou.”

He breaks eye contact to look down at your spent body, gaze focusing on your lower body part. The sight of his cum leaking out of you makes him turns him on again. However, he doesn’t miss the way you’re holding back a yawn nor the sleepy cloud in your eyes.

Rin settles on the bed and wraps his arms around you. “You’re tired,” he states. “Rest on, pretty girl, I got you.”

“Mmm...” You nuzzle against his chest. “I need to pee.” You look up at him. “Carry me?”

He plants a kiss on your nose. “Always, baby.”

A few minutes later, you’re both cleaned up and back in bed with you cuddling your head against Rintarou’s chest. He can tell you’re trying hard not to sleep. He caresses your hair. “Why are you fighting off your sleep?”

“Because I want to spend more time with you. This is such a perfect night, don’t you think so?”

“Yeah,” he agrees. “I got to bake cookies with the mother of my future children... and then I get to enjoy her cookie, too.”

You’re too sleepy to even slap him playfully that you only resort to giggling. “Silly.”

He laughs a little, arms tightening around your body as he plants a kiss on the top of your head. “Go to sleep, darling. I’ll be right here.”

“Hmm... I love you, Rin.”

“And I love you, too.”

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aphroxditus · 2 years

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ᴘᴏsᴛ-ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: sᴜɴᴀ ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢs: sᴜɴᴀ ʀɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That low, deep, sultry voice was instantly recognisable.

Suna. Shit.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He pursed his lips and took a step back.

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

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

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

Oh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Problem?”

“No.”

“Then?”

“I just- It’s big.”

He raised a brow.

“Please help.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Speak.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

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

“Rin~”

“That’s right, moan my name.”

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

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

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

“No sounds.”

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

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

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

“Hear what”, another replied.

“A girl”, the first said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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shewki · 1 year

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random bc i miss suna

#suna fluff #haikyuu suna rintarou #rintarou suna x reader #suna x reader #suna rintarou #haikyuu rintarou #fluff haikyuu #haiyuu fluff #fluff #rintarou fluff #rintarou x reader #rintarou suna #suna rintarou imagine #suna x you

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yonderly-alamort · 1 year

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[ 𝟐𝟑 : 𝟑𝟔 ] 𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇... ── suna rintaro.

Your darling thought it would be romantic to take you on a date in Halloween and u were okay with it, but didn't expect for him to take you to the local graveyard...

with. suna rintaro x gn! reader. | 0.423k words

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it was almost twelve o'clock and your boyfriend and you were walking on a dark, dry grass path towards the ancient building in front of u. there were no clouds in the sky and a light shivering breeze moved past the trees' foliage.

"i should have imagined you'd bring me somewhere like this, specially on halloween."

with an amused smirk in his face, suna asked: "why? don't you find it romantic?"

"of course i do rin. we are seconds before trespassing an abandoned graveyard in the middle of the night; we could even end up arrested! why wouldn't i find it romantic?"

"as much as i love you, i'm not that fond of your sarcasm, darling~"

"well, 'know what? as much as i love you, i am not fond of your criminal tendencies." u said giving him a pointed look.

"c'mon babe, we ain't doing nothing wrong..."

"suna, i may be not be the sharpest tool in the shed but i'm 100% sure that entering in the most quietly way possible on a semi-private zone with an abandoned building it's not legal at all, much less at these hours.

"birdy, listen to me, even if this little church has been 'abandoned', there's still people that visits their loved ones and no one says nothing."

at this point, your boyfie was trying his best making up excuses for this not to seem as bad as it is and make you enjoy ur date.

"yeah, but they don't come and do that at almost twelve o'clock, do they? 'cause i don't see anybody but us here."

after staring at each other for a moment, rintaro let out a loud sigh and said: "look... just, just help me extend this shitty blanket and sit down."

minutes later, you were resting against an old tree with suna's head laying on your lap.

maybe this wasn't so bad at the end.

with your hands playing with soft, dark hair and gazd meeting those vivid green eyes of his, the small amount of fear you had of being arrested was slowly fading with the sound of the children's joyful laugh doing trick-or-treat in the neighborhood streets.

relaxing little by little, you felt a peck landing on your jaw, followed with a kiss in the lips and a "happy halloween, my love" in a low, but adoring voice coming from your lover's mouth.

"happy halloween, rin." there, accompanied by the well-cared graves and ur soulmate presence, you let yourself enjoy one of the memories that'll stay forever in your heart.

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hikari-writes · 1 year

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Suna, Tsukishima, Shirabu, Futakuchi

#i keept thinking abt that one time i saw an animation #of nijisanji en ren & kyo #being like:#kyo: *chats tell him that ren said hes cute* u think im cute?#ren: maybe... :))))#kyo: fucking simp.#this is where this came from #im gonna properly organise this and some other hcs post i made #when i fully comeback-#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader smau #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu shirabu kenjiro #haikyuu tsukishima kei #haikyuu futakuchi kenji #haikyuu suna rintarou

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shisnhou · 2 years

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glimpse of us

you love suna rintaro.

from top to bottom, you’re utterly in-love him. starting from his somehow fluffy black hair that always smells like men‘s strong conditioner, to his beautiful green eyes, perfect slender nose, plump lips, down perfect collar bones, toned stomach, and ending with his very big feet.

everything about all his one hundred ninety-one glory, you love it all.

but if you were to choose something from his very structure; if someone decides to ask you what in him you love the most, you‘d immediately answer without a doubt: his eyes.

what could be the reason? perhaps, the way he looks at you when he holds you with his eyes all glossy, as if he‘s just so content you‘re there with his lips all wobbly, it‘s one of the many things you love about him.

in his green eyes, you find sanctuary.

you find peace, wholeness, love, and pure adoration.

often, you do wonder what is it about you that he acts like that when he looks at you. you wish you had known the answer, then, you wouldn’t always be so curious about him. you wish he had the same reasons as you, all good and heartfelt.

however for him, it‘s not quite the same.

when he had first met you, he came off of the worst heartbreak he had had in his whole life. what’s the cause? the woman he‘d love the most suddenly left without a word, just walking out of his life.

her leaving left the the worst impression on him. it had left his once perfectly imperfect world all rainy and muddy, leaving the weight of his world on his shoulders.

but then you came along.

suddenly, the weight on his shoulders weren‘t so heavy anymore. slowly and gradually, you‘d calm the raging seas in his heart, dry the mud that was sinking him in and turning the rain into the colourful rainbows and butterflies.

as quick as you walked into his life, and got to know of his pain, it was as quick as you took away that pain and made it all better.

his world was no longer so dark and rainy, it had become so good, so well, so wholesome.

you made him feel good after seeing him in the lowest point in his life.

yet why is it that when he looks in your eyes, why does he find someone who isn’t you, yet instead someone that looks like you?

why is it when he sees the smile on your face, he‘s reminded of the way she smiled to him? why is it when you take care of him and ease his pain, he‘s reminded of the way she held him, whispering promises of better days? why is it when he touches you, he feels a scalding burn inside him, telling him that he has no right to touch you, when he‘s thinking of her as he holds you?

your familiar hues, he‘s addicted to them. yet not for the good reasons. he loves looking at your familiar hues because they‘re the same colour as hers were. he loves looking at those beautiful orbs of yours because it reminds him of the way she looked at him. he‘s in-love with your eyes because when he looks into them, he‘d catch a glimpse of the past he had with her.

the world you had built for him, it‘s perfect. it was too perfect, and he’s afraid because he knows he doesn‘t deserve it. you‘re built like an angel that had descended from heaven to take him out of the misery he‘s in. the misery that keeps shredding his soul, is the same misery that he drowns himself in because it has the remnants of the memories he had with her.

you know nothing about this, and he hopes you will never. you‘re a saving grace, the perfect kind of woman that he should be thankful for, not her. but why does he keep looking for her in everything that you do? he keeps saying he‘s fine, that he‘s moved on, that you‘re perfect, so much that he‘s forgotten about her.

yet why is it that he believes he‘s only passing time in your arms? although you‘re so perfect, it doesn’t mean he‘s genuinely in-love with you. over the perfect you, he‘d rather choose what he had had with the imperfect her.

everything that you are, he doesn’t deserve it. not when he looks for another woman in you. that‘s why he hates being asked what he loves about you. they all confuse his reaction as: "he cannot choose, since you‘re so good to him." when in reality, it‘s because he‘s so used to seeing her in you that most of the time that he cannot distinguish you from her.

so he‘ll just say your eyes as well, since that wasn’t a whole lie. it would be a half honest answer. the only difference is would be the reason.

while you love his because of the way he looked into your eyes with tears nearly falling from his as if he‘s so in-love you. he loves yours because you two had the same ones, since he always catches the glimpse of him and her in your eyes.

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idlerin · 2 months

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love sick taglist

masterlist

a/n — i am completely aware that most of the people who are on this taglist asked to be added a year ago, so i would like it if people would comment here or simply like this post as confirmation that they still want to be in the taglist! i’ll give it about a month? and if people are still inactive or can’t be tagged i might need to remove (so sorry huhu) to make room for more people if that’s okay!

EDIT: this is now the official taglist!

if you want to be removed from the taglist, just comment or dm me! if your account can’t be tagged then please open your permission settings 😅, thank you all so much!

love sick ! a suna rintarou social media au

synopsis. cupid! calling cupid! as the resident matchmaker slash hopeless romantic of tokyo university, you are the person people for look to get love advice or to set them up with the love of their lives. when suna rintarou comes to you asking for the opposite, to help fend people away from trying to get with him, to the extremes of even asking to fake date you, you couldn't refuse! mostly because you did owe him since he was on the receiving end of a bunch of your clients’ unsuccessful love efforts (hey, you do warn them your matchmaking only has a 62.3% success rate).

taglist is open ! + (1/2) @yas-mjm @agirlwholovesalot @yenqa @fairywriter-oracle @noideawhothatis @alienvarmint @renardiererin @cheezitwh0re @yaboiithewreck @zephestia @nicerthanu @wolffmaiden @2baddies-1porsche @bluegrey02 @qualitygiantshoepsychic @lylovw @fo-love @cloudsvna @haruskatana @apinu @coyloves @rockleeisbaeeee @geombyu @girlkissersco @reveusecherie @mwhahahalasagna @megumiif @erenjvegerrr @thechaosoflonging @rintarousgirl @ris-krispie @kamikokii @complexivelovely @justabreadslice @hearts4faey @yuzurins @eleanorheartschishiya @hearts4itoshi @justsomeonewhoyoudontknow @rijhi @sleepystrwbrryy @snail-squasher @seiamor @wave2love @le000xxgrd @iuspired @theidontknowmehn @linmabbe @rntrsuna @tenaciouswritersheep

#haikyuu smau #haikyuu taglist #suna rintarou x reader #haikyuu smau series #suna rintarou #suna rintarou x you #haikyuu suna rintarou #haikyuu x you #haikyuu fluff #fake dating #college au #— love sick.#— smaus.#hq #hq smau #hq fluff #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader

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nanaminokanojo · 2 years

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[1:00AM] Suna X You

You trudged out of your room seeing red after you've been woken up for the umpteenth time. Pissed off was an understatement if you would describe how you felt about being disturbed during a school night and on a day when you had a symposium to prepare for early in the morning no less.

It was all Suna Rintaro's fault, hosting a drinking spree in the middle of the week at your shared apartment with his stupidly loud friends who didn't know the concept of indoor voice. If he wasn't doing that, he was banging a random girl every other week, timing it to moments when you needed sleep the most. The guy was obnoxiously loud, too, and took pride in his conquests being equally noisy.

But this was the last straw. If you won't get any sleep then neither is he. You knew just what to do, and you might as well use your tense relationship with him to your advantage. You knew his weakness where you were concerned and that was the fact that he couldn't affect you the way he affects other people on campus. He hates the fact that you haven't given in on him and at the same time, it thrilled him to his toes to chase you just as much as he does annoying you.

You walked through the hallway as if you were on the warpath, each step of your bare feet on the wooden floor punctuated with vengeance. And you will have it even if it meant he wouldn't sleep for another week.

You found him tidying up beer bottles, his friends long gone and your living room looking like a hurricane just passed through it. Seething just beneath the surface, you marched towards him, and taking advantage of his tipsy state, without a warning, you pushed him against the wall, seizing him harshly by the hips. He crashed against the wall with a thud, his absinthe-hued, almond eyes becoming wide as saucers when he saw you but before he could recover, you pulled at the collar of his shirt with enough strength to tear it and captured his lips with yours without preamble.

It didn't take long for him to respond, also kissing you back with as much fervor. He gasped when you bit into his lower lip and pulled harshly. He grabbed you by the waist, but you pushed his hands away and him against the wall as you continued to assault his lips, eliciting carnal moans from him when you pressed your thigh against his crotch, his want evident underneath the fabric of his track pants.

"I didn't know you like it rough," he rasped with a chuckle, about to take the lead but you had other things in mind.

With a smirk, you violently pinned him against the wall, your arm firm against his chest just below his throat. He leveled his expressions with yours, beaming smugly at you. Ah, he was just such a piece of shit at the worst of times.

"You said you didn't like me in the least. What is this now, Y/N? Couldn't resist for long?" He reached over and squeezed the flesh of your hips.

You were, however, quicker, and years of judo proved to be useful when you finally flipped him and made him fall on his knees while you held him in a tight chokehold from behind, keeping him in place until he tapped frantically against your arm, running out of breath.

The handsome Suna Rintaro finally being put in his right place – on his knees. You wondered how his gaggle of followers on campus would react seeing him humbled like this.

You stood up with a tedious look on your face, watching him get up, face flushed and alarmed.

"Are you crazy?!" he rasped. Looking disgruntled and absolutely in a state of stupefaction as he eyed you, out of breath and definitely not expecting you to go violent on him.

"I can do worse, Suna. Bear that in mind the next time you decide to make noise."

You turned back to go to your room but then he said, "Where are you going?"

"To get some shuteye? Duh."

"Are you seriously leaving me hanging?!" he demanded, evidently disappointed that you were leaving. He gestured between his legs where a tent had formed.

“I didn’t know you like it rough,” you said, mimicking his words earlier with a mocking chuckle.

His jaw went slack as he scoffed. "You have to help me out.”

“No.”

“But you did this! Now how will I sleep?"

You shook your head, snickering. “Sounds like a you-problem to me.”

“Hey, take responsibility!”

"Oh shush, sweetheart, unless you have a death wish."

-end

Thinking of making this longer...

Thank you so much for reading. Likes, comments and reblogs are deeply appreciated! Hope you enjoyed it.

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hinagarasu · 1 year

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Rin 🫶

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shewki · 6 months

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ANO BA TO HAJAJAJAHAHAH GUYS PLS AGREE WITH ME NA DATING FB WARIOR SI RINTARO TAS NAG P-POST SYA NUNG MGA TRENDS NA "USA JAPAN KOREA PH" TAS UNG MGA REACT VOTES AHJAHEHSHAHAH KAINISSSS

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yonderly-alamort · 2 years

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[ 𝟎𝟒 : 𝟏𝟔 ] 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐌.

shitty writing, got the idea randomly, though i didn't know how to develop it at all,, for asks or requests click here.

suna rintaro x gn! reader. | + 0.260k (short asf)

written in first person pov, post time-skip, use of drugs, mentions of previous underage smoking, angst.

i'm wasting my time because of you.

i'm wasting my time in a place where we spent our evenings laughing, crying and being entertained by a million different stories, only to spend the rest of the night hiding from the security guards to smoke in the coliseum.

it was fun, i'm not denying it. these were probably some of the few moments i was actually living and enjoying life. not just because of the thrill, the excitement, the adrenaline of possibly getting caught; but because i was doing it with you by my side.

and here i am, doing everything mentioned before once again, even if the building has been closed and abandoned years ago. picking up the familiar lighter placed next to me, i lit the, maybe fourth, maybe fifth blunt of the night, slight dizziness playing with my memory.

the custom neon green color of the flame is the only thing, besides the moon, that brings light into the place, just like the vivid green of your eyes always managed to bring warmth to my now lonely heart.

even through the confusion caused by the smoke from the carcinogenic stick, i always end up questioning myself the same thing:

where are you, suna? why did you left?

with my sole company being those speechless, lifeless but marvelously beautiful statues, i only can hope that, someday, you will return to me.

for now, i will just keep coming to get high in the coliseum, waiting for the boy i loved, and i might still do, suna rintaro to come back.

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