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#koutaro x y/n
kingdaddydaichi · 1 year
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Need a quick break from writing for Daichi. Let me get this out of my system then I'll go write another 10k words for my King Daddy...
k. bokuto x reader (fem)
nsfw. mdni. size kink.
I just KNOW Bokuto has a size kink! I’ve always hc’d that he likes short girls. And I don’t mean just girls who are shorter than him bc that’s…well pretty much all of them. I’m talking about girls who are like 5’4” or less. The closer to 5’0” the better in his book.
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Bo thinks it’s the cutest thing when you tug on shirt and pout up at him when you want to give him a kiss.
His heart swoons when he leans down to kiss you and you stand on your tippy toes bc it shows him that you’re doing your best to meet him halfway.
The first time y’all are at a concert together and Bo can see over everyone’s heads, and he notices you standing on your tip-toes, craning your neck this way and that trying to see over people’s shoulders. Then he squats down so you can sit on his shoulders with the back of his neck between your legs. And when he slowly stands up to give you a better view, your eyes light up and you're like Princess Jasmine when she sings 🎶 IT’S A WHOLE NEW WORRRRLD 🎶 “so THIS is what the world looks like from almost 9 feet up!”
In typical himbo fashion, Bo has been known to scan the area wherever y’all are, looking for you and when he calls your name, you flatly say, “down here, Bo.” And he looks down while the biggest grin graces his sweet face bc he’s just so happy he found you. “Hey, baby! I thought I lost you there for a second!”
When he’s hitting it from behind, it turns Bo on to no end to be able to hunch all the way over you and give you little love bites on the back of your neck. He can kiss you without straining with his arms right next to yours, your fingers interlaced together. It makes his cock throb inside you when you moan in his mouth, his big hands pressing yours into the mattress while he slaps his strong, wet hips against your ass.
Missionary is a little awkward with Bo because your face is level with his chest, but it does provide the perfect opportunity to tease his nipples with your tongue. Mans has the most sensitive nips so when you lick and gently nip at them, Bo's pretty golden eyes roll back while his whole body shudders with pleasure. But he does try his best to kiss you while he's making love to you. You're making him feel so amazing all over, he doesn't even notice the discomfort in his back from forcing his spine to arch into an unnatural position sksskkksss. Then again, his back is pretty damn flexible. Have you seen the way it curves when he goes for a spike? 👁👄👁
Leaves you breathless when he's about to cum bc he throws his weight against you, fucking into you harder. He just doesn't know his own strength? But you don't mind bc the grunts and groans that leave this man's lips when he's about to bust a fat nut inside you give you life, and you swear you don't need to breathe anyway.
Is there anything sexier than making a brick shithouse of a man whimper your name when your orgasm hits and your tight pussy clamps down on his monstrous cock? No. No, there isn't.
Let me tell you, getting railed against the wall by Bo is a religious experience. The way he's effortlessly got your relatively tiny body pinned against the wall with your legs dangling over his forearms? His cock hitting spots that it just won't reach in any other position? His long fingers squishing into the fat of your ass as he guides you up and down all 9 inches of his slippery dick. And you're babbling between whimpers of his name while he presses his forehead to yours and grunts, "I'm so in love with you, baby owl. Always gonna take good care of you and treat you right," the force of his thrusts audible in his needy voice as he desperately tries to fuck all his love into you. He'll have both of you seeing the promised land. 🙏
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There. I feel better now. This list is by no means exhaustive, but at least I got some of it off my chest. Thanks for listening.
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tagging my fellow bokuhoes: @yuujispinkhair @luvkun4 @briokayama @chaoskrakenuwu @crystal-lilac
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forusomimiya · 6 months
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"Be quiet, my parents are home" Bokuto couldn't even keep his own promise. Not if he had a close-up of your ass going up and down on his cock. "Ive never wanted to fuck someone as badly as i want to fuck you rn"
You covered your mouth to stifle your moans as Bokuto took control of your ass, handling it as he pleased, jerking off slowly and pleasurably with it at the same time as his mouth watered as he admired his cock disappearing completely in your pussy. "Does that feel good?" a groan and your eyes rolling back served as your reply as he bottomed out. "So pathetic".
“Please— Don’t st-”
"Shut up and take it just like that baby, just like that!" his heart shrank at the thought that his parents might have heard you, which was no wonder when Bokuto set his feet up on the bed to fill you deeper as he was meant to, filling the room with dirty and noisy onslaughts. The night was long and he wasn't going to waste your visit. "Lay on me baby girl, 'cause I got more, I got— fucking more"
A chuffed smile shone on your face, Bokuto's touch on your body melting into his as he disappeared and became a bag of moans and whimpers lashing in your ear. "Give me all, birthday boy"
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teamatsumu · 30 days
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it was you all along. (bokuto koutaro x reader)
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summary: you confess to him, and he’s confused because he thinks you’re already dating. for my valentine’s day event - theme: confessions.
word count: 1285
tags: @keiva1000 @kindnessspreads @msbyomimi @sleepyxxhead @priv-rose @nishayuro @kitas-tapioca @kakashineedstotouchgrass s @amisuh @avis-writeshq @samanthaa-leanne @akaashi-todorki @sp1ng @kur0obaby @bleach-your-panties @pinkiipeachiikeen @whippedbel
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Careful hands tried to handle the cupcake as delicately as possible. You held your breath, lowering it into the box. When its base hit the cardboard, you finally sighed out in relief. You pulled back to admire your creation, feeling a smile creep up on your face at the sight of the four cupcakes, all decorated to the nines.
No doubt in your head that Bokuto would love this. After all, you knew his every like and dislike very well. You had known him forever.
Bokuto Kotarou had taken you under his ‘wing’ when you were in elementary school. Tiny-you had no confidence and zero capability to make friends, while Bokuto was your exact opposite. He had taken a liking to you and had bravely proclaimed that he would ‘protect’ you, puffing out his tiny chest and grinning wide. Over the years, Bokuto had not let you down even once.
It was no wonder that you slowly fell in love with him. How could you not? You spent every day joined at the hip. The only time you were apart was when he was on the court, and even then you were on the sidelines, clipboard in hand, managing the team while admiring how talented your friend was. So really, how could you not fall in love?
In your defense, Bokuto doted on you like crazy. He knew very little physical boundaries when it came to you, hugging and squeezing the life out of you, laying sloppy kisses on your cheeks, sharing food and stories and…. basically each other’s entire lives.
But today. Today was the day. Today you would tell him that you no longer wanted to be friends. That you wanted more. Your heartbeat sped up at the thought of how he might react. You weren’t an arrogant person by any means but you couldn’t imagine him reacting negatively. There’s no way Bokuto could be as affectionate as he was if he didn’t feel something for you. Hell, how many times had he told you he loved you? Every day. You had lost count.
You were careful with the box as you walked to school. Your very limbs were vibrating, and you were breathing deeply in and out to make sure you remained calm. You were optimistic in taking this step. In fact, all your mutual friends, including the team, had only encouraged you. They were all dead sure he would accept your confession and return your feelings just as enthusiastically. You were more excited than you were nervous. You couldn’t wait to see him.
You found Bokuto with his head buried in his locker, and you had to hold back a snort. He was muttering something under his breath, and you were sure he had lost something else now. His locker was a mess, and you had repeatedly scolded him to clean it up or else he would lose things. Once again, you were right.
You tapped his shoulder, biting back a laugh when he jolted and banged his head against the roof. Curses flew from his mouth before he ducked and pulled his head out, turning to look at you with a glare. You watched fondly when his scowl was replaced by the widest, brightest smile you had ever seen. Bokuto’s smile could give the Sun a run for its money.
He exclaimed your name loudly, opening his arms wide to pull you into a bear hug. You immediately held a hand out to push his chest back.
“Hold it!” You lifted up the box. “I’m holding something delicate.”
Bokuto’s interest was immediately piqued, and you giggled at his childish curiosity, grabbing his wrist and tugging him with you. He hastily slammed his locker shut and let you drag him down the crowded halls and outside, finding an empty bench overlooking the school track.
“What’s going on?” He finally asked, wide golden eyes peering into your own. You sat down and patted the seat beside you for Bokuto to do the same. He obliged, waiting for you to speak. Instead, you handed him the box.
Bokuto opened it up and gasped at the selection of four intricately decorated cupcakes, admiring each one separately. You felt your heart swell at his reactions.
“Holy shit,” he whispered. “This one looks like a volleyball. And this one has my jersey number!”
Bokuto looked back up at you with stars in his eyes. “I can’t believe it. This is so awesome!”
You grinned wide, fiddling with your hands a bit. “I made them for a special occasion.”
Bokuto perked up again. “What special occasion?”
You took a deep breath. Finally, the time was here. “I love you, Kou.”
Bokuto blinked before a wide smile overtook his face. “I love ya too, babe.”
You stared at him for a bit. “No. I mean, I love you. I’m in love with you.”
Now, a small, confused frown formed between the boy’s eyebrows. “I heard you. I love you, too. What’s going on? You’re bein’ weird.”
You gaped at Bokuto, unable to even fathom what he was getting from this. Were you not being clear enough? Was he not understanding what you meant?
“Kotarou, I don’t want to be just friends. This isn’t a ‘friends’ kind of love. I wanna date you. I wanna be your girlfriend.”
Now Bokuto looked flabbergasted, slowly closing the box and placing it to the side. “What are you talking about? You are my girlfriend!”
Silence. “What?”
Bokuto nodded, though he still looked at you like you had grown two heads. “Y-yeah?”
“Kou-” You held up a hand as if calling a timeout, trying, but failing, to understand what he meant. You had anticipated requited feelings. Some part of you had even considered the possibility of rejection. But this? How was this even possible?
Bokuto looked like he was processing things too. He quirked his head to the side, staring quizzically at you. One of his hands ran through his hair, almost in thought. You felt a horrific laugh bubble up inside you at how ridiculous the situation was. This…. this was so on brand for Bokuto. Your confession going awry because this idiot thought you were already dating.
“But what about all the time we’re together? I always hug you and kiss you. We have sleepovers all the time. I sleep in your damn bed!”
“Well yes, but-” You shifted. “We did that as friends!”
Bokuto gave you a look. “You think I act that way with my other friends?”
“I thought I was special.” You mumbled, suddenly rethinking almost every interaction you had with Bokuto.
“You are.” His voice softened. “Because you’re my girlfriend.”
You felt your face burn hot. “But you never-”
He waited for you to continue. You fidgeted.
“We never kissed.”
Now, a shiteating grin was slowly spreading across Bokuto’s face. He wiggled his crazy eyebrows at you. “You wanna?”
You smacked his bicep hard, making him yelp and rub the sore spot with a little pout. Inside your chest, your heart was doing endless flip flops. You still couldn’t believe that all this time, Bokuto had assumed you were dating and not just friends. The very thought of it was both completely expected and also insanely shocking at the same time.
Bokuto was watching you closely, having calmed down a bit. He gave you a little smile.
“Since ya didn’t consider any of our dates as…. dates, can I take you out on a proper one now?”
A smile spread across your face at his words. You nodded jerkily, staring down at your hands. Bokuto clapped his hands in finality.
“Great! Now, I need to eat these cupcakes and talk about how great they are.”
You laughed.
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satorisoup · 4 months
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Hello how are youuuu. I was just wondering if you could write a doc with haikyuu players with a gf who they didn’t know could play volleyball be really good at. I know it’s kinda boring but I find it cute.
#HAIKYUU W/ A SECRET VOLLEYBALL GF (MULTIPLE CHARACTER)
#A/N : trust me this isn’t boring at all. ISJWJSJS IKR ITS SO CUTE.
#WARNINGS : f!reader. petnames (baby, babe, love).
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finds out by stumbling upon one of your games. the crowd is cheering loudly, and he looks to the court to see whats causing the commotion. low and behold, there you are standing with the ball in your hands adorned with the school’s volleyball uniform. he watches you play from the sidelines and is bewildered to see how incredibly good you are. he doesn’t understand why you would hide it from him, but nonetheless, he finds you after your game. with a shocked look on your face, he bends down to whisper in your ear. “great game, baby.”
KUROO. SUNA. osamu. kageyama. oikawa.
finds out when you’re helping him practice. you’re in the schools volleyball gym after practice, helping toss or hit a few balls. it’s when you ask if he can toss one to you that he begins to feel puzzled. he does so anyways, watching with wide eyes as you spike the ball down in such a perfect form, he’s almost certain you might be better than him. turning to look at him with a sheepish smile, he’s looking back at you before asking, “where the hell did you learn to do that babe?”
ATSUMU. BOKUTO. tanaka. semi. lev. iwaizumi.
he already knew before you even told him. he’s observant, and he couldn’t help but have this hunch that you knew how to play. he’d see the way your eyes would light up when watching games, and how you already knew how everything worked. the cherry on top was the volleyball keychain and poster you had in your room. it didn’t come as much of a surprise to him at all, so before you even told him, he just popped the question out of nowhere. “so how long have you been playing volleyball, love?”
AKAASHI. KENMA. kita. sugawara. ushijima. tendou.
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kyunzin · 2 months
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𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲
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character; 𝐁. 𝐊𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮
cw; he’s so desperate to be inside of you that he humps your backside like a bitch in heat (gn!reader)
tags; somnophilia, dry humping, raw sex, cum eating, mating press, use of baby/ love (to reader)
a/n; I like my new layout it’s kinda cute but it takes ages to do
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it’s not his fault that he wakes up and his cock if full in his underwear. he really tries to wait it out hoping it will go down with no attention needed but to his misfortune his need to relieve himself only grows stronger with every passing second.
he knows not awake you as its too early for you to be up and from the steady raise of your chest next to him he can tell you’re in a deep sleep. he doesn’t want to get up and deal with it himself but he also doesn’t want to stay like this and he knows you won’t mind if he uses you to ease himself.
it’s an easy task rolling you over to your side as you sleep unaware of his problems, propping himself directly behind you. the sigh of slight relief he lets out when his cock presses against the groove of your ass is enough to cause you to stir but not enough for you to wake up.
his arm wraps around you and you instinctively lean back into his touch pressing his cock further into your ass the pressure creating a pleasurable sensation to him almost making him moan out loud but he catches himself quickly.
with the both of you in a steady position he starts to grind his cock into the groove of you’re ass at a slow pace, pressing his head into the back of your inhaling you’re scent as he rocks his hips into you. the stimulation to his cock has precum spilling out the tip of his dick which is sure to stain the fabric of his underwear creating a wet patch.
at first the slow drag of his hips is enough to satisfy him but it soon isnt enough for him and he reaches for his underwear pulling it down to rest under his balls letting it hang free between the two of you before resuming his previous actions. the feel of your soft underwear rubbing against he raw cock has him shuddering in pleasure a low moan “shit, feels so fucking good” falling from his mouth his hips rutting into you quicker than before.
with the way his hips rut against yours, the fabric of your underwear is enough to have him lose control of himself letting out a string of “oh f-fuck, fuck, fuck!” into the back of your neck, pressing kisses to your shoulder and neck while he roughly ruts into your backside, causing the bed to subtly shake with him.
it’s only now that you start to wake up due to the volume of his moans though you’re barely awake to register what’s happening and by the time you catch on to what he’s doing he’s already cumming hard body shaking, his grip on you tightening but not enough to bruise as ropes of his cum spill onto your lower back and underwear. you can hear him letting out apologetic chants of “m’ sorry, couldn’t help it. m’ so sorry fuck, I’ll clean you up baby, I promise”
having been together for so long means you know that cumming once won’t be enough for him. so when he rolls you over onto your stomach and pulls down your underwear, it’s no surprise when he easily slips his cock into you with a sharp thrust accompanied with an apology of “I’m sorry. promise I’ll be done after this baby, you don’t have to do anything, please can I?”. he ask as if he isn’t already sinking into you.
the only reason he’s able to slip in with ease is because he had spent the night before fucking you raw for hours. after coming home from his match with a lot of unreleased energy. usually he would be worn out after a match but today was different because his team had won the match quicker than expected.
he had spent his time fucking you in multiple positions but ended with you in a mating press, your legs held behind your ears with him pumping you full of his cum alongside the other loads he had shot into earlier watching as your stomach inflated.
when he was done with that he spent some time eating out your cum and kissing it back into your mouth for you to swallow, repeating the process until he was sure that he had cleaned you out watching as your hole gaped at him smiling stupidly at his work.
he wastes no time in pushing bulldozing his cock into your stretched heat watching the way you swallow him all the way to the hilt as he hits your sweet spot with every hard drive of his hips. you find it endearing how he lets out little rambles of “m’ so fucking sorry, didn’t want to wake you, oh god. does it feel good for you baby? fuck it feels real f-fucking good, keep sucking in my cock like this and I won’t last long”
the feel of your walls pulsating around him as well the sound of your voice as you cum sending him over edge, one of his hands griping the headboard in front of you catching himself as he lean over you his hips lower half resting on you as he shoots his thick load into you once again.
once he knows he finished he pulls out first licking the drying cum of your back then quickly and flips you over with care looking at your inflated stomach and fucked out face bending your legs down to your ears so that he can suck the cum out of your puffy hole swallowing it himself instead of feeding it to you.
when he’s sure that he’s cleaned you out properly he finds a clean pair of underwear and slips it on you effortlessly, tucking you back into bed watching as you seamlessly fall back asleep. finally feeling satisfied he changes his underwear for a clean pair as well and makes his way into the kitchen to start breakfast for the two of you with a stupid smile on his face.
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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
@tyunixia @riowmie
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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⍣ ೋ Running
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˚ · . bokuto x afab!reader
: ̗̀➛ bokuto is a huge baby + lover boy, takes place during the timeskip (like he's 22-24), just a bunch of fluff, kinda angsty wtf, non descriptive sexual details, mentions of a non-descriptive illness, mentions of pregnancy + birth, ermmm mentions of going to the bathroom 😭, this was kinda shit lmaoso
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run, running all the time.
it's one of his favorite activities, enjoying the way the breeze feels against his bare skin.
he likes to run at various times a day, usually in the morning or at night to release some steam or to prepare himself for the day.
during these various long runs of his, he would think about various things.
bokuto was always one to fall in love easily.
he fell in love, quickly, and harshly with every single person he ever dated. his mind would always be plagued with thoughts of "this one could be the one," no matter how early in the relationship he might be with them.
he never learned his lesson about falling in love easily, always ending up heartbroken after being dumped for being "too clingy."
eventually, after his third relationship, be began to see himself as the issue, before just giving up on dating all together to focus more on himself and volleyball.
he thought that he'd maybe end up marrying a volleyball or something, destined to be alone for the rest of his life. that thought scared him intensely. like an actual owl, he longed for a lifelong partner, he couldn't see himself living alone as an old man in the future.
just the imagine of him sitting alone at an empty dinner table eating barbecue alone made him want to cry.
boy, did he feel so relieved to meet you during the end of his second year.
just like all of his previous girlfriends, he fell in love quickly, practically head over heels in love with you. but, for some reason, it just felt so.. different with you.
he couldn't quite to put his finger on it, all he knew was that you stuck out like a sore thumb, the atmosphere with you a stark contrast compared to his previous partners.
it was around the third month mark (the usual time his partners dumped him) was when he totally expected you to break up with him, and was actually mentally preparing for it. but, much to his surprise, the third month came and went, and his relationship with you grew and stayed.
while you didn't know why, but he was so overjoyed just at that, the next few months following he was 10x more clingy and happy, just so over the moon that you stayed with him. him, he's the one you chose, out of all the people. he would think that on repeat during his morning runs, just urging him to work harder to impress you, to make you proud.
he didn't even notice it, but eventually a year passed, he was too enamored with you to notice the time passing. he almost grew sad at that, only soothing when you allowed him to cuddle you. "i just want to stay with you forever," he would confess during his sad realizations, not ready for these precious times to fly by.
his burly arms would trap you against him, afraid of letting go. "don't worry, i'm not going anywhere, but i might if you don't let me breathe." you would tease, hand patting his forearm in hopes of him releasing his mighty grip around you. of course, why would you leave him? there's not a single bad flaw about him, not a particular reason for anyone to hate him.
but to bokuto, there just might be many.
fat tears run down his cheeks, nostrils leaking mucus onto the cold ground below him while he grovels at your feet. he's frantic, hysterical almost. he almost lost an important match, and yet he's apologizing to you for some reason.
he's so sorry that he's fallen, embarrassed at the way a silly mistake could've costed him his team, his school, and somehow you. he feels like he's failed his coach, team, school, just everyone. you look down at him bewildered, while he's shown you all of his many emotions, you've never seen him cry like this before, especially before you at your feet.
you're quick to get onto your knees, hands rubbing softly against his broad back. you smile softly at him, wondering where all of these silly thoughts came from. "you're so silly, kou. i'm not going anywhere, i promise," you whisper, placing a much needed kiss against the shell of his ear.
it's during moments like those, does he really just love you for simply existing. it's when you somehow hold his heavy body against your much smaller one, when you treat him so lovingly, is when he knows that you're the only one for him.
he wants the soft moments like those to last forever. he wants to feel the soft blooming feeling of your lips pressing against his skin, like the sun beaming it's warmth on him during a warm sunny day.
he hopes you don't let him fall out of love, though, he doesn't see himself falling out of love with you anytime soon.
he's running, running as fast as he can at the end of his morning run towards his home, towards the home he now shares with his beloved fiancé, you. just seeing his and your name on the house's name plate as his chest bubbling up with excitement.
he almost trips over his own feet while fumbling with the laces of his running shoes before he's impatiently running over to the master-bedroom, eyes gleaming at the sight of his own personal sleeping beauty. "good morning y/n-chan!" he practically yells, climbing onto the bed with haste, not wasting a second to kiss your still sleepy face.
there's dried drool on your chin, lips cracked and dry, hair untamed and messy, and yet he still considers you the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. he holds you close to him, still sweaty, but you don't fight it. he's warm, a nice perk of him being a physical large male athlete.
"hey, are you 'gunna join me on my run later?" he asks impatiently. he loves running with you, even though you have to have plenty of breaks, and considerably slow him down but he still loves your presence and enjoys one-sided races with you. "another one..? you were just on a run weren't ya?" you mumble out, face mushed against his broad chest.
"it's important to stay active, y/n-chan. please! you haven't gone with me for awhile!" he whines, one of his hands coming up to move your hair from your face, unintentionally revealing the leftover love bruises from the previous night on your neck. he thinks back to the night with amusement, remembering happily as he spent it at your whim, practically worshipping you like a goddess at the feel him deep within you.
you scoff teasingly at his dramatics, "i went with you on one like, a few days ago. sigh, gee, i guess i'll go today." he gleaming with that, placing excited kisses all over your face before kissing your chapped lip's happily. you can only grin into the kiss, eyebrow arching with surprise when the kiss is quickly deepened.
later that night, as he planned and begged, you join him on his run. you're much inexperienced compared to his years of running, but he doesn't seem to care, or even notice, as he's encouraging you and praising you when you somehow make it to his breaks.
he looks at you, sweaty and almost about to pass out, with a prideful smirk, thinking to himself how lucky he is to get such a talented women to choose him as your lover.
towards the end of the run, your legs are wobbly as you struggle to keep up with him. he notices, albeit not knowing it's because your mentally and physically struggling to keep up, so he takes your hand within his, fingers squeezing encouragingly around yours.
while the two of you are running, he turns back to look at you with that bright smile of his. "keep holding my hand, so we don't get separated!"
years pass, much against bokuto's will. however, he copes well with it when you soon fall pregnant with him for the first time. when you first told him, he was absolutely beaming, jumping around like a small child and boasting to everyone within ear shot about how he's going to be a father to your child.
however, that excitement soon fades when you come down with a sudden illness towards the end of your pregnancy. he doesn't remember what illness it exactly is, nor does he really want to search it up and look at it's possible grim details. all he knows that for the last few months of your pregnancy, was that he was a total wreck.
you were completely bed ridden, so sick you couldn't even walk on your own feet. he didn't mind accompanying you to the toilet, happily volunteering to carry you and sit on the bath's ledge while you peed just in case. hell, he'll wipe your ass if he has to, if it's for you.
while you slept, all he would do was sit at the bedside, waiting for the minute you woke up. he did nothing in particular then except pray, wishing for you to get better quickly.
he just wants you to be the one he needs, be the one he trusts most. you're his source of determination, happiness and just everything good in life. he doesn't want you to stop inspiring him, he wants you to encourage him and lead him on for the rest of his life.
when you gave birth, it was all but calm. it was entirely chaotic, it left him trembling and almost crying at the way you gave up multiple times due to the excruciating amount of pain you were in.
the day beforehand, he took a much needed run while you were sleeping. yet, during the entire time, what usually was a calming stress reliever for him, almost had him stopping not even halfway into it. he was purged with concerned thoughts, all of which were about your wellbeing. he constantly checked his phone to see if you had texted or called him, only continuing when he saw that you hadn't.
sometimes it's hard to keep on running. the two of you worked so hard to keep it going. he didn't know if he would be able to continue happily with life if something bad happened to you. when he returned to your bedside, still in deep sleep, he couldn't help but shed a tear. his hand cradled your own within his, praying silently, don't make me want to give up.
he really hoped the two of you would make it. eventually after a long 36 hour labor, did you finally give birth to your babygirl. she was somehow healthy and full-term, just everything he had hoped for.
following the birth, your own health had improved as well, and while it took awhile, you were eventually joining him on his morning runs as well.
he looked back at you while running, still taking your still fragile health in mind. his hand holding yours, encouraging you to continue, holding your hand so the two of you wouldn't get separated.
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that-fic-girl · 9 months
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HAIKYUU BOYS REACTING TO Y/N SENDING NOODS 😍🫶🦅
Characters: Bokuto, iwaizumi, tsukkishima, kuroo, oikawa
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xfgpng · 1 year
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𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 —
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— : [ nsfw ] infidelity, fluff, fingering, cunnilingus, size kink, unprotected sex, pet names, mutual pining (not really angsty) + breeding kink
— : wc : 674
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it was so wrong the way he made you feel. your body had tingles all over, goosebumps rising along the inside of your thighs and your arms. you couldn’t even bring yourself to feel guilty because he was willing and ready to make you feel good.
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better than he could ever make you feel. you were certain your boyfriend, his best friend, didn’t even care about you during sex. he seemed more interested in getting his dick wet before he’d pass out and then get up to play his games.
“you always smell so good baby” bokuto groans, kissing your clit before sucking on it. he always did this when he was between your legs, ready to give you anything and everything you asked for.
“hurry” you pout, feeling frustrated from not being able to see him all week. you needed him so badly but he always loved to appreciate every part of your body.
“i know baby, let me have this yeah?” he grins, licking his lips as his eyes roam your bare body. he loved how beautiful you looked laid out on his sheets. “god, your body is so beautiful”
you try to cover your face, feeling overwhelmed but he grabs your wrist.
“don’t hide baby, let me see your pretty face” bokuto smiles, “don’t you wanna see me when i fuck you?”
he doesn’t give you a moment to respond, ring and middle finger slipping inside you easily. your body feels on fire, legs shaking from the intensity of his rhythm. he moves his fingers fast, enjoying how fast you’re approaching your high.
he loves watching you. you take it so well every time and he never feels bad about wanting you in anyway he can have you.
he leans down to kiss your pussy again, tongue flat against your slit as he eats you out. he loves the taste of your pussy.
he takes your hand and places it in his hair, silently encouraging you to grip. you pull a little harder than he anticipated but he moans, sucking onto your clit once more as you ride his face.
“that’s it baby, cum on my tongue” he groans, his tongue joining his fingers.
you moan was louder, legs shaking and threatening to close around his head if it wasn’t for his broad shoulders. he was just so big and it always turned you on to see how easily he could manhandle you.
he grins, lips and chin shining with your cum and you pout, once again trying to hide your face behind your hands.
“ready sweet thing?” he spreads your legs and he rubs his cock through your folds. he was so big and veiny, always stretching you out to your limit and you loved it. you could feel him in your stomach for days.
“no condom” you say when he goes to get one, “please, need to feel you”
he could cum right there. he knows you’ve never let your boyfriend fuck you raw and he’d complain about it to their friend group. bokuto didn’t like the way he disrespected you and it’s why he was ready to please you whenever you wanted.
the first thrust is always slow and gentle. saying he was big was an understatement and he would never hurt you in a way you didn’t like or ask for. your pussy felt so soft and velvety, so wet from how turned on you were and it took everything in him not to cum just from bottoming out.
“fuck ko” you moan, high and needy and he snaps, gripping your waist hard enough to hurt as he picks up a steady and fast pace. he knows you like when he’s gentle but your favourite was always like this. when he fucked you like he didn’t care for you.
like you were nothing but a toy, little cock slut who would happily open up her legs for him even when you had a stupid boyfriend.
“gonna breed you” he bites your jaw, “you’ll feel me for days”
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veenxys · 6 months
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「Bokuto being a simp for you」
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bokuto loves you in so many ways that sometimes he can't explain; just feeling all of his love and compassion for you through small gestures, kind words whispered in the middle of the night or when you share a comfortable silence while doing your own thing because love doesn't have to be loud, just his comforting presence is the enough to overflow your heart.
he doesn't just say “how was your day” he says “tell me about your day”. he is genuinely interested in hearing you speak and enjoys this little moment with you. he hears you ramble with a smile on his face, often with one hand resting on his chin while the other absently plays with a lock of your hair while he keeps listening to everything you have to say.
he always walks on the outer side of the sidewalk when the two of you are walking side by side to keep you safe from the road, he holds your hand tightly and all it takes is just a light squeeze that all his attention goes to you.
he has a polaroid picture of you on his cell phone cover, and when he misses you, he usually takes it and with a silly smile on his face he runs his fingers gently over your face, as if he were stroking you.
when you go out and you’re carrying lots of bags, he’ll take them out of your hand and hold them for you until you get home. he is the type of boyfriend who will use your purse as if it were his and he doesn’t care about that. but when you go to buy a new purse, he wants you to buy one that suits him.
when you're sitting side by side somewhere and you need to bend down because you dropped something, he puts his hand on the corner of the table so that when you get back to your seat, you won't get hurt.
if he sees you sleepy or even napping, he won't think twice about gently resting your head on his shoulder or on his lap; stroking your hair, and leaving a few soft kisses on your temple from time to time.
he always helps you calm down when you have something important to do; like an important exam. he gently massages your shoulders and leaves occasional light kisses on your neck while saying encouraging words. he also makes you tea and if you want he helps you to review and always tells you how proud he is of you; showering you with kisses and hugs so you know he really means it. he also texts you during the day wishing you good luck.
he has such a unique and pure way of making you laugh; with silly jokes, exaggerated imitations of characters or people you don’t like, tickling you until you’re out of breath, leaving kisses all over your face while holding you as close to him as possible. he just doesn’t like to see his baby sad or bored.
he writes important things and puts them on a magnet on the fridge; like birthdays of your mutual friends, or date nights —and he puts a heart around the date to demonstrate that it’s your day — and even appointments with dentists or doctors.
he looks at you like you should be protected at all costs like you’re the most precious thing in the world. and honestly, he doesn’t care if you catch him staring at you, he won’t stop. he likes to notice your little quirks and habits and he finds them so goddamn cute.
he offers to walk you home and only leaves when he’s sure you’re safe; he always has your favorite dessert and gives it often for you, even without you asking.
he brushes your hair out of your face when you talk so he can see you better. most of the time it is a casual and subconscious gesture; he’s listening to you intently and when his eyes remain fixed on the strands of hair that fall over your face, he tucks them behind your ear or pushes them away from your face, gently running his fingers down your cheek in the process. he does this so often that you may get used to it after a while, but it always makes your heart race.
you notice how he always has at least one hair tie around his wrist. he tells you that it’s because he wants to make sure that you have one to tie your hair with any time you might need it since he knows how often you forget to bring one.
when it’s raining, he does literally everything so you don’t get wet. he gives you his jacket and when you share an umbrella, he always makes sure it completely covers you, he doesn’t care if his shoulder is all wet, the important thing is you.
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khrysomallos · 6 months
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i saw a tiktok today comparing possessive vs protective boyfriends and it got me thinking something about a protective bokuto and mmmmmm
when people first meet bokuto, they typically peg him as the “golden retriever” boyfriend (don’t get me wrong he totally is). but he’s much smarter than people give him credit for. so much smarter.
bokuto is confident in himself, he’s confident in his relationship (unless in one of his moods.. ya know) and he trusts you whole heartedly.
you’re out at a bar with a group of people, a mix of your friends and bokuto’s. you’re at the bar getting some drinks for the table when someone slides onto the stool beside you. the stranger looks you up and down and begins a conversation. “haven’t seen you around here before, where you from?”
you answer, as it’s not in your nature to be inherently rude. “i’m visiting a friend,” you smile politely and look to the person beside you. a tall man, with a fairly slender build. his hair is neatly swept to the side.
“from out of town then? let me treat you to some home town hospitality then,” as he flags down the bar tender.
you shake your head, telling the man that you’ve already ordered a few drinks for you and your friends. he pushes on, insisting he gets you a drink - which in turn ends up being a shot. he pushes the shot glass towards you, his snake like eyes narrowing as he sticks his tongue out to tease you. you’re frustrated he isn’t catching onto your polite rejections.
“c’mon pretty, let loose and have some fun.”
you shake your head, “thank you for the offer, but i’m here celebrating my friend tonight. i’m flattered but i’m not interested, really.”
it’s as if this much more blatant rejection eggs the man on more.
bokuto, from across the bar, sits silently as he watches the interaction. he’s leaned back in his chair, slowly stirring his straw around his cup. he’s well aware of how good you look tonight, and he’s well aware of the fact that everyone checks you out as you walk by. it gives him a boost of pride knowing you’re going home with him. they can look all they want.
his eyes assessed every shift in your body language. he sees your eyebrows furrow, the way you’re leaned away from the man. how you take slow controlled breaths to regulate your frustration, he knows that to be a tell from your years together.
kuroo leans towards him, “aren’t ya gonna go over there?” and points his head in the direction of the bar.
bokuto shakes his head, “they’re more than capable of handling themselves. i don’t need to do anything,” he lets out a long breath himself.
kuroo’s eyebrows raise, “you’re better than me. if kenma was getting hit on infront of me, i would be sliding in to introduce myself.” he chuckles to himself and nudges kenma, who just snorts.
“he can try but they’ll rip a strip off him if they need too,” bokuto continues to watch the interaction between you and the stranger. the man presses on, pushing the drink towards you and waving to the bartender again even though you’ve turned down the drink. bokuto never worries in these situations, he knows you can handle yourself, and he would never want to overstep a boundary of you taking care of something.
so he waits. he watches.
his jaw tightens as he watches the next interaction. he sees the man place his hand on your lower back. his eyes darken, he could care less about this stranger. what bothers bokuto, what makes his eyes narrow, is the way you flinch and move away from the touch, how you push out your hand, hitting the man’s chest to create space between the two of you. you begin to say something, pointing your finger at him like you’re about to lecture him. but then man doesn’t respect the space, moving closer and leaning down to speak into your ear. bokuto’s hand tightens around his glass.
he waits. he watches. he assesses.
you take a step back, and that’s when you give the man a shove with both hands. bokuto smirks.
the man shakes his head in disbelieve, and begins saying something. you finally look over to your boyfriend, with tight lips and pleading eyes. your face says everything it needs too. a silent call from across the room.
bokuto would never step in by taking over something you were dealing with. he knows you’re more than capable. he also knows there are times when you’re just too overwhelmed and need help. those are times where he’ll step in, only when you ask.
bokuto throws back the rest of his drink before excusing himself from the table.
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kairiscorner · 5 months
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ loverboy kotaro bokuto headcanons.
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loverboy bokuto is very vocal about how attractive he finds you. he may not be the most articulate boy out there, but he never fails to compliment you every chance he gets. his smile is the icing on the cake, though–he looks a little brighter when he calls you pretty, beautiful, gorgeous, handsome, or just... "woah".
loverboy bokuto isn't one to focus on the physical aspects of the object of his affections too much. sure, he finds you drop dead gorgeous–but your looks weren't the only reason this big goofball fell head over heels in love with you.
loverboy bokuto adores seeing you smile and cheer for the team; it's enough to send him out of his mood swings and get back to being his 120%, giving it his all just to be able to say that today's match–his awesome spikes, receives, plays–they were all for you, the love of his life.
loverboy bokuto tries to be the perfect textbook suitor for you, getting you flowers and taking you to and from school, treating you to your favorite snacks when you're feeling hungry, showing you off to others because he feels so lucky being with you, never asking for you to be anyone else because you are simply too perfect for him to handle...
loverboy bokuto is also not the convention textbook suitor he hopes to be, though. he does all those things for you, but in the most chaotic, over-the-top, and extra ways he can think of. the team's already very aware of how great, amazing, and perfect you are; bokuto never fails to run his mouth of just gushing about you, you, you, and you.
loverboy bokuto rushes to your home, nearly screams to you a good morning, and smiles with the brightness of the sun on his sweet face–it's clear, he's a morning person when he's able to come take you to school.
loverboy bokuto doesn't go to fancy floral shops to get you flowers, he honestly just picks up the prettiest ones he happens upon on his way to pick you up. there's something really charming about the assorted garden flowers he picks up for you, even if they've got fresh dirt and some roots on them, the way he beams when he hands them to you, the way the colors just pop when you take a look at the bouquet he put together for you... it's sweet, very sweet of him; you can't help but fall for him a little more when he does it, and he does–every single day, to the point that the neighbors complain that he's kind of the reason why their flowerbeds are messed up.
loverboy bokuto gets demotivated easily when he hasn't seen you in a few hours. being a class away from you is like being light-years away from you–he can't focus in class, can't eat his lunch, can't even muster a, "hey, hey, hey!" let alone spike and give his 120% during practice when he hasn't seen you. he gets all mopey and emotional, and he just misses you dearly that he forgets how to function.
loverboy bokuto immediately cheers up and smiles from ear-to-ear, gets all jumpy and optimistic when you finally show up. he gets all clingy around you, not wanting to be away from you ever again, at least until practice is over and you two can head home together. he loves having you sit your pretty little butt down and watch him spike and win points during practice–because you're the reason he's all fired up now. he can finally scream his, "hey, hey, hey!" and point at you, telling you that was for you–asking you how cool he looked like that, smiling and chuckling to himself just how gorgeous his little lover is.
loverboy bokuto constantly searches for you in the crowds, hoping that among all who scream his name, you're there, too. the only reason he's giving it his all isn't just because he loves the sport, the euphoric feeling of spiking a ball down, getting over tall walls in front of him–but it's because he loves it when you're proud of him. and when he sees you, among all the faces in the crowd... he feels his chest flutter, his smile growing wider, a blush across his face as he screams to akaashi to toss to him once more for his beloved to watch him give it his all and win this match; because he wants to give you a reason to be proud of your dopey, adorable loverboy.
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cottonlemonade · 8 days
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Imagine Bokuto as your boyfriend when you’re on your period.
You’re in pain and don’t have any medicine on hand. 
You’re too embarrassed to ask a teacher to just go home especially cause you know how they react to “the monthly ailment” and so during your lunch break you consider heading to the convenience store for painkillers but it’s not a lot of time before your next class begins, you’re in too much pain to run (and couldn’t make it all the way without collapsing on a normal day anyway) and the bus doesn’t come in time. But not to worry, your boyfriend is right there already warming up to sprint to the pharmacy. 
“But what about your lunch?”
Bokuto just shrugs, stretching his torso from left to right. “Doesn’t matter. Plus it’s a great workout.”
And he pecks you on the cheek before racing away. You’re so overcome with emotion by his sweetness that you call after him “I love you, Bokuto Kotarou!!”. 
He almost runs into a street lamp, turns, takes a deep breath and yells back “I LOVE YOU TOO, Y/N!!!”
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teamatsumu · 5 months
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kinktober 2023 -> day 20
scratching - bokuto koutaro x reader
word count: 750
kinktober masterlist
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In his first week of joining MSBY, Hinata received the shock of his life when he first saw Bokuto shirtless in the locker room.
“Bokuto-san!” He had gasped, eyes widening when they fell on his senpai’s back. Red scratches lined the wide expanse of skin, some long and thin, some short and choppy, scattered between them were small, crescent shaped markings that looked an awful lot like nails digging into skin. Bokuto had turned around at the sound of his name, staring curiously at Hinata until the boy had gestured to Bokuto’s marred back questioningly. He laughed.
Bokuto was a beast on the court. So he didn’t understand why people were surprised that he was a beast in bed too. Nothing about him was subtle, so of course, the remnants of his sex life lived on his skin proudly, and he had no desire to hide them. After Hinata got over his initial shock, he realized how on-brand this actually was. Bokuto was an intense person, loud and proud, and he met the same standards in all areas of his life. All of them.
So when Bokuto fucked you into the mattress, pounded his cock into your little hole, he didn’t protest against your body’s reactions, didn’t mind when you screamed and arched, arms wrapping around him and nails digging deep into his skin. He welcomed it, reveled in the pricking and burning on his back when you dragged your fingers over it, crying into his ear about how good it felt, how you had missed his cock filling you up the way it was right now. He would watch your teary eyes and flushed face, feeling the last vestiges of his control slip away at how pathetic and whiny you looked, reduced into a mess because of him.
Your feet would kick out, twitching and trembling when he found that one glorious spot deep inside you, the tip of his dick hitting it again and again, hips smacking into you with purpose. One of his hands would reach for the headboard, holding himself steady as he lost himself to the feeling of your tight, fluttering walls, squeezing so gloriously around his shaft that it only made him go faster, thrust harder, hearing you squeal and arch until your breasts pressed to his bare torso, and your nails dug deep, likely drawing blood, little swipes of your hands as you came around his dick, crying at how good he made you feel.
There was a sharp, sharp sting that came with your nails. When you would first dig them into Bokuto’s back, he didn’t feel much, but as time passed and Bokuto kept thrusting into you, he would feel a thin burn, tracks of it shooting their way down his back until they made him tense up, and all the blood rushed to his cock. The pain would muddle his brain so gloriously it made him feral. And all he could think of was filling your begging, weeping cunt full of his cum.
The snug, wet warmth of your pussy, combined with the tingling fire on his back, was what made him empty his load into you, eyes rolling up as his hips stuttered, smacking his hips into you one last time before he came deep inside, feeling as if his very soul was being sucked out of him and into the welcoming embrace of your greedy cunt. It was enough to make Bokuto black out for a moment, so lightheaded that, for a split second, he would forget his own name.
He wouldn’t even register the aftereffects of your passionate activities until he heard your horrified gasp behind him in the shower.
“Kou, your back!” Your eyes wide with guilt, one hand covering your mouth in shock. Bokuto would blink in confusion as you fussed over him, not understanding what the big deal was. So you had scratched him up while having sex, what was the problem here? It felt good when you did it, and it still felt good afterward. He could feel the sting whenever he moved, a reminder of his bedroom activities, a huge boost to his ever-hungry ego. And when he would try to explain it to you, proudly yet childishly calling them ‘battle scars’, you would huff out a worried laugh, only backing down when he reassured you over and over again that he liked it, loved it, in fact. Would proudly carry the signs of your pleasure on his back. Would be willing to show everyone how good he made his girl feel.
The entire volleyball team already knew, and if some paparazzi were to conveniently catch him shirtless at any time, the whole world would know too. And Bokuto had no problem with that.
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forusomimiya · 8 months
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@sigma-himbokuto ship & prompt: “You look so good like this” w/ Kotaro Bokuto ˚₊˚✧🦉✧˖°🌾
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Bokuto is one of those guys you shouldn't play with, much less in public. A work dinner where his composure should be optimal, despite the fact that several of his teammates played the hooligan during dinner. You couldn't expect less from you, especially if Bokuto was sitting in front of you.
Your foot hit his ankle in an attempt to get his attention. He looked at you sideways, still laughing the grace to one of his companions, probably Atsumu. You didn't separate your gaze from him, not even to see that no one around would be looking. You went up his calf, again, and again, and one last time. You saw how his Adam's apple jumped up in his throat when he swallowed saliva from nervousness. You almost had it.
You squirmed in your seat, supposedly to find a better position, but in truth to reach his crotch. What a surprise when he opened his legs to welcome you. You checked around before undoing your heel, and go back again to his legs, finally resting your foot on the bulge of his cock and wiggling your toes over it and into his balls.
Bokuto wasn't easy to catch, of course not. He always had a reason to excuse himself to the bathroom and have a quick wank to get his erection down before returning to the table.
Now yep, you were going to pay for it, you were going to pay very well.
*slap*
"How many times have I told you not to provoke me in front of the team?"
*slap*
“How many?”
“Bokuto…”
*slap*
“Say it”
“Mm-many times”
"And why do you keep on doing that? Do you want everyone to see what a slut you are?" Each slap hurt more than the last, but your tears were no longer of pain, but of desperation. "Well, just look how red your pussy gets every time I spank you”
Yes, you couldn't take any more. Fifteen long minutes of non-stop spanking, and with each one, Bokuto's cock bounced with amusement under his tailored suit trousers.
"God... you look so good like this... so dirty, humping my leg like a desperate whore" the grip on your hips and a quick change of position had you sitting on his lap, your face red with embarrassment and your breath hitching in excitement. "Let's torture you some more, my love. Let's see how long you can last without cumming a single fucking time on my cock”
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snazzyturtles · 7 months
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“Innocent”
bokuto x f!reader, nsfw, mdni
bokuto kotaro’s biggest fan catches his eye, and he decides he has to have you
wc: 7.1 k
tw: strangers to lovers, virg reader, anal tease, titty sucking, mating press, unprotected, creampie, implied squirting, bd/sp, bokuto is VERY straightforward and confident while reader is a blushing mess, pet names (klutz, sweetie, darling, baby, little fan), bokuto likes teasing sO much, he bites you like once but it’s not bad
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧ *:・゚✧
thinking back on it, you could have never imagined yourself in the place you are now. what started as tagging along with a friend to a random volleyball game one weekend slowly turned into a hobby. a habit. one you couldn't shake off or ignore, because you just kept feeling like you needed more, and one team filled that want.
the msby black jackals were an amazing team, filled with wonderful athletes that were great at what they did. hinata, atsumu, meian, kiyoomi- they were all incredible. you were a big fan, loving to watch them compete. but one player intrigued you the most- bokuto kotaro. he was an astonishing player, and while watching their competitions, you couldn't keep your eyes off of him. for more ways than one. 
after the game, you walked down and greeted him while he was walking away, meekly asking him to sign your shirt. he was cheerful, happy to see that someone admired him after the game. 
“of course!” he chuckled, “didn't know I had such gorgeous fans.” he gave you a friendly wink.
your breath caught, heart fluttering in your chest. did he really just say that?
“i... ah... th-thank you.” you stuttered out, a blush spreading your face fast.
he chuckled softly, “oh, you're very welcome.” his cheerful expression turned into a flirty smirk.
“and what's the name of my favorite fan?” he smiled.
your blush got somehow even deeper, ducking your head down so he wouldn't see your flustered face.
“… y/n,” you replied, low and quiet.
“y/n, such a gorgeous name.” his voice was smooth but playful.
you went stiff, almost forgetting to breathe. bokuto kotaro was complimenting you?
“i see we got a shy one?” he smirked.
“i... well…” you took a breath and looked back up at him. your voice was shaky. “n-not normally... i just-“
his expression was a playful grin, he looked at you in the eyes while speaking.
“oh what's this? you got a crush on the ace?” he chuckled softly.
lifting your head, you stared into his golden eyes, slowly nodding.
“i... um, yeah…”
his eyes widened and his voice became soft.
“o-oh well in that case, would you like to go get dinner after this, sweetie?” he smirked. “i think my favorite fan has just landed a date.”
your eyes flew open. his words caught you by surprise, not expecting that response.
“w-wait what? are you serious?”
“of course i’m serious. a beautiful fan like you couldn't be alone on a special night like this, right?” he chuckled confidently, looking you in the eyes- his voice was sweet and smooth.
“but... but won't you be busy? it's after the game, you have interviews and other fans to meet…”
he chuckled and stepped closer. “i’m willing to spare some time for a loyal fan.”
he grabbed your hand, his expression was cheerful. “i’ll pick you up in an hour then, how does that sound?”
you nodded your head quickly, “that sounds great.”
you gave him your phone number and address, suddenly so excited for what was about to come.
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the hour passed quickly and there was a knock on your door. it was bokuto, dressed in a button-up shirt and slacks, his hair was neat and his eyes were sparkling. he bowed.
“good evening, y/n.”
your voice caught in your throat as you opened the door to your apartment. you whispered under your breath, “i... i didn't realize you were dressing up.”
he chuckled. “i have to look nice for my fan.”
you were standing in the doorway, wearing the jersey he signed earlier and shorts that you could barely see underneath. you were dramatically underdressed in comparison to him.
“um... make yourself at home, give me one minute i'm gonna go put on something better.”
when his eyes widened as he noticed your attire, his voice became a bit raspy. “oh, um… alright, sure.”
he stepped aside and sat down in a nearby chair to let you change. you blushed deeply, then practically ran to your bedroom to put on better clothes.
you were rushing so much that when you went to tug your shorts off, you tripped and fell on the floor, hitting the wall and yelping loudly.
bokuto heard the sound of you falling and came running in, his gold eyes darted around and they focused in on you.
“y- y/n?” his voice was shaky, he seemed concerned.
“are you okay?” he started cautiously walking over towards you. “i heard a shriek and a loud sound, are you hurt?”
“ow.” you said under your breath, gritting your teeth as you rubbed your knee. “i'm sorry bokuto, i tripped when i was changing clothes & hit my knee-“
mentioning that was all it took for him, and he immediately bent down and picked you up. bokuto held you in his arms as he examined your injury.
“this is definitely a bruise, you'll probably also have a bit of a limp,” he frowned.
“you hit your knee on the wall?” he looked at the wall and back to you. “how fast and how hard did you have to trip to do that?”
you covered your face with your hands, turning into his chest to avoid looking at his face. you were embarrassed.
“i was trying to change pants and it got stuck on my ankle, then i slipped… sorry i'm a bit of a klutz.”
bokuto sighed. “what an adorable klutz.”
he chuckled and looked down at your face, his eyes were sparkling. “you could use some ice, but i have a better idea.” he smiled flirtatiously and started walking to the kitchen.
“I'll cook you dinner, makes it a bit easier so you don't have to do much. how does that sound?” he gave you a gentle pat on your head.
“b-but... you came here all dressed up... you made plans for our dinner tonight...” you looked down at the floor, avoiding looking at his face as he held you. “i'm sorry i messed everything up.”
he chuckled and kissed your forehead. “there's no need to apologize, you can't help being silly sometimes.”
he placed you on a chair in the kitchen and started cooking. it was quiet for a while when bokuto spoke again.
“hey, y/n. can we talk for a second?”
you looked up at him from where you were sitting, a bit confused about his question. “yeah, what is it bokuto?”
he looked at you for a solid 30 seconds before speaking again.
“do you like me?” he paused for a second, “like, like like me?”
he said this awkwardly, his facial expression was that of embarrassment mixed with hope.
a blush crept down your body, spreading further in your embarrassment.
“i....” squeezing your eyes shut, you blinked and then looked up at him.
“yeah, i have, for a while now. i was one of your biggest fans for a reason, and now all that's happening tonight is kinda firing it a bit more.”
bokuto let out a sharp breath and turned around. he definitely wasn't expecting that answer. he grabbed a cloth to wipe his hands and face. his expression was one of happiness, excitement and surprise. “oh wow, really?”
he chuckled happily and his eyes were sparkling, a bright smile appeared on his face. “i-i thought you just liked watching me play volleyball, but no, you actually like me?”
you quickly nodded your head.
“that's kinda why i've been so awkward tonight... doesn't help that i fell while getting dressed, and so now i’m sitting in an oversized jersey & underwear while watching you cook.”
bokuto chuckled and approached you, taking off his button-up shirt to reveal a white t-shirt underneath. he placed his shirt on your shoulders and smiled.
“here, wear this, it'll make you look a bit more... presentable.” he smirked. “and as for you, you are an adorable klutz, it's just part of why i like you.”
as he laughed and went back to cooking, you felt his shirt on your shoulders. his warmth was radiating against your body.
you blushed when he turned away, tugging his shirt tighter around your shoulders. “you think i'm adorable?” 
then you realized what he said.
“wait... you like me?”
bokuto was stirring the contents in the pot when he heard your question.
“hm?” he turned and looked at you with surprise. “oh, i was supposed to not admit that, huh?” he was smiling cheekily. “i like you a lot.”
your blush somehow got even deeper. “but-but we just met for the first time tonight? right?? or...”
then your mind clicked, and a shock wave passed over you. you went to almost all of the msby games, always wearing his jersey number. he was bound to recognize you from that.
“do... did you recognize me from the other games?”
bokuto's expression became that of a flirty smirk.
“yeah, how did you get such perfect seats every game?” he chuckled.
“i always saw you, so adorable in your cute little fan outfit. i couldn't help but recognize you.” he walked over and sat next to you, putting his arm around your back. “so... how does being my girlfriend sound?”
“i... what?” your head snapped to look at him, you were confused and low-key freaking out.
“you-you want me to be your girlfriend? but we just formally met for the first time tonight, bokuto.”
bokuto's flirty expression and playful smirk returned, “yes i do.” he put his hand on your shoulder and looked you in the eyes, his voice was soft.
“if you think about it, we kinda have been dating for a while. we would both make each other's hearts skip a beat when we were at the games together. and we always wanted more of each other.”
he was so close up to you, breathing right onto your neck. his voice was soft and sweet.
“i…” your voice was caught in your throat, you couldn't think of what to say. his actions and words were throwing you for a loop, and it almost didn't feel like reality.
“t-that’s not dating though… that’s lusting over somebody-” you cut yourself off in the middle of your sentance, because while yes, that was what he did, that’s what you had done too.
bokuto was so close to you, his eyes sparkled, and you swear you could hear his heart beating. he was holding your shoulders, his voice was whisper-quiet.
“i know this is all a bit sudden... but you looked so beautiful tonight, so I thought…” he kissed you on the cheek. “why wait, right?” he chuckled.
bokuto put his arm around your waist, pulling you to his chest as placed you on his lap. “now you're where you belong.”
you stared into his gold eyes, with an expression of fright and yearning combined. you hesitantly nodded your head, slowly leaning closer to him.
he smirked in a flirty and teasing way and kissed your lips softly. “you're mine now, aren't you?”
you whimpered, wrapping your legs around his waist as you sat in his lap. it all felt like a dream. nodding your head, you whispered against his lips, “i'm yours.”
bokuto's eyes widened, wrapping his arms around your back. “well aren't you the bold one?” his voice was full of excitement and happiness.
“i guess this also means you want a more ... personal show after dinner...” his eyes became that of a flirty smirk.
you stared into his eyes. you had a rough idea of what he was implying, but you wanted to hear it from his mouth directly. “what do you consider a "personal show?”
bokuto looked directly at you and his tone seemed serious, his voice was soft and sweet. “my favorite fan...” he gave you a gentle kiss on your lips.
“you're getting a special show tonight... a one-on-one performance from the ace himself,” he chuckled and smiled, “just for you.” his voice was smooth and it made you blush.
you squirmed from his words. “can't wait.”
bokuto smirked as he stood up, lifting you with him. he started carrying you to the bedroom. “well, my dinner's ready.” his voice was flirty and his eyes were shining.
he made a beeline to the bedroom and locked the door, carrying you to the bed and placing you gently on it. you stared up at him, scared and excited, waiting to experience his next move.
bokuto bent down and gave you a sweet kiss on your forehead, his eyes were that of a flirty smirk, and his voice was soft.
“you're too gorgeous to not get a special show from the ace...” he placed your hand on his chest, staring down at you. “so, i should let you experience the ace in every way tonight.”
looking up at him, your breath was growing heavy in anticipation for his actions. he was being vague, and it made you both anxious and turned on about the idea of what might come next from him.
he started moving his hands to the bottom of his shirt, his eyes were sparkling with excitement as you watched his hands creep under the hem. his voice was soft and sweet. “you'll understand soon sweetie...”
you held your breath as you watched him peel his shirt up and over his head. he had quite possibly the most chiseled chest that you had ever seen. defined abs you traced with your fingers, and big pecs that looked like they could double as pillows.
when you touched his body, your cold hand became warm from his body heat. he chuckled as he threw his shirt onto the floor behind him, not caring where it landed. his bare chest was in front of you, and his arms looked like they could crush someone.
“so, what do you think of the ace's physique?” his eyes were glistening and his voice was teasing as he waited for your reaction.
“gorgeous.” you whispered, staring up at him while your fingers lightly trailed the crevasses of his muscles.
his pectorals were huge, your eyes immediately drawn to them. so defined and sculpted, you had secretly loved watching them as he played for as long as you could remember. but before you could only see the impression of them, this was your first time seeing them this close, in person and bare. he noticed you staring at his pecs. he was quite proud of himself for his physique, and he raised his voice while laughing.
“i'm glad you like them that much, you'll have the chance to see them a lot closer,” he chuckled and sat down next to you. “now you should get comfy. i'll give you a second to get rid of that shirt and i'll start the show.”
you stared at him, your breath catching in your throat from his words. you couldn't move. you didn't know what to do, your body still in anticipation, waiting for his next actions.
bokuto looked at you with a flirtatious smile, the corners of his eyes sparkling and his expression seemed one of happiness and excitement. he put his hand on your thigh, his voice was soft and sweet.
“i can help you get that off if you wish,” he smirked and his expression showed that he was enjoying your surprise and fluster.
your eyes wide, you stared into his and slowly nodded your head. “o-okay. thank you bokuto.” you whispered out, feeling on edge from not knowing what he'd do next.
bokuto gently took the shirt off of you, loosely holding onto the bottom hem as he lifted the jersey up and over your head. he stared down at your body, looking at your beautiful, smooth skin and you heard him give a subtle gasp of air in his chest.
he smirked, “you never wear anything underneath, do you?” he said with a soft and teasing tone.
your eyes widened. you had almost forgotten about that. your cheeks started burning deep red from the blush spreading. 
“i... not sometimes...”
you heard him snicker. “so that's why I see your chest bouncing so much when you jump in the stands at my games.” bokuto gently traced your collarbone with his fingertips.
“and i always thought that was how you were trying to get my attention.” he chuckled. “my lovely little fan, wearing nothing beneath her msby jersey... who knew?” he was smirking at you and his voice came out almost like a whisper. you could see how much he liked seeing you blush.
your breathing was shallow, unsteady- you were more flustered than you could have imagined possible for the night. the star you’d had a crush on for years was now sitting in your bedroom, both of your shirts off, and he was complimenting your chest?
bokuto put his mouth close to your ear and whispered into it. “is there anywhere on your body that's sensitive? or makes you feel flustered? I want to find every spot.”
he said it in a low voice as his mouth was close to your ear, making you shiver. you snapped your head to look at him, without thinking of your actions before you did them. your mouths pressed together, and your eyes widened when you realized what was happening.
bokuto kissed you and pulled you really close, his arm around your back and a hand in your hair. the kiss was so passionate and it felt like your heart was beating a mile a minute.
bokuto broke the kiss after a few seconds and leaned back. he was breathing heavily and blushing.
“i… i'm-“ he cut you off before you could apologize for your mistake.
“no need for apologies. i liked it.” bokuto chuckled, caressing your cheek. “now, let me have you like you wanted me to earlier... a very personal show just for you.” he looked at you with a flirtatious smile. he turned away and began taking his belt off.
your voice caught in your throat. his back muscles were heavenly, making you wonder how they felt.
“b-bo?”
his voice became more quiet. “yes, my lovely little fan?”
you saw him take off his belt and he hung it off the bed frame. he was now just wearing his pants... and those pants were so tight on him. they highlighted his curves and he knew you were staring at his ass, but you couldn't help it. his ass had been one of your favorite things to watch from the stands, and now that it was so close in front of you, you had the potential to look at it in full detail. his body was literally sculpted.
it was almost hard for you to breathe with how incredible he looked, not believing that this was actually happening. “you... you look so...”
he knew you were staring at his ass and he felt the urge to tease you.
“you like it, don't you?” he smirked. “i'm glad, i'm glad you like what you see. i worked hard on keeping this body in shape for you darling.”
you nodded your head. you did like it.
he smirked and turned around, his pants making a loud noise as they hit the floor. he kept his eyes locked on you as he made his way to the bed. he looked amazing walking towards you, and you couldn't help staring at him. his muscles flexing with every step, the low lighting made him look gorgeous. and then you looked down…
you noticed his lack of pants, and what was in their place. a set of grey boxer briefs, tight enough that it didn't leave much room for imagination. you could see the outlines and shadow of his cock, and it made your breath catch.
bokuto smirked as he saw where your gaze went. he was proud of himself and he made it known. he knew he had your full attention. he was very excited for his little fan to have this.
bokuto put his hands on his hips and he stood still, making sure you were able to get all the time you wanted to look. he was breathing heavily and you could tell he was anxious as well by how fast his nipples stuck out in excitement. he kept looking at you, he didn't want to stop looking at you.
he looked smug, but you could tell his nervousness wasn't going away the longer you two stared at each other. you stood up slowly, walking towards him.
bokuto looked down and saw you approaching, surprised by your actions. he put his arms out towards you and was waiting for you to come closer to him, his voice was soft and excited. 
“c'mere”
as you stepped close to him, his arms closed around you, scooping under your ass and lifting you. bokuto smirked as he picked you up like you weighed nothing and he kept his arms around you. your legs were hugging his waist, your soft thighs brushing against his hips in a position that made him want to squirm. your arms were wrapped around his neck, his face so close to you that you could feel his breaths. he could kiss you easily.
“oh, you haven't fully earned that yet, darling.” his voice was flirty and he was making teasing noises. a whimper left your throat at his response, and you felt his cock twitch through his boxers under your ass. the sounds you were making turned him in, and he let out a loud groan.
“looks like you're very attracted to me,” he kissed you again. “but you want to see me more, don't you?” he kept grinning as he teased you.
“i…”
you couldn't form full sentences, couldn't speak words, couldn't think. everything he was doing to you was so much.
bokuto chuckled. “that's okay, you really are attracted to me.” he kissed you again and started leaning down to lay you on the bed. “just relax. i’ll do all the work here.”
as soon as you were laid down, he began kissing your neck and your chest. whimpers and whines escaped your mouth as he started to work his way down your neck, kissing and sucking at any skin he could find. you were sure there would be marks the next morning. when his mouth found your nipple and sucked it, your body tensed and you let out a yelp.
as soon as you yelped, bokuto took his mouth away and turned his head to look at you. 
“oh, sorry darling.” his eyes were sparkling with excitement. “is this your sensitive spot?” 
he moved his mouth closer but he didn't make contact, he just purposely breathed heavy on it. the air coming from his mouth made your skin prickle and your back arch. he seemed eager to find your most sensitive areas.
you groaned, nodding your head with your eyes squeezed shut. it was sensitive, but it felt so good. “m-more. please bo.”
bokuto smiled and his eyes became more excited from your noises. he kissed your chest again in that same spot, sucking over your nipple and biting it lightly. he seemed very happy to hear your noises of approval.
“oh, you like it, right?” he whispered the word "right" in such a soft voice, and he seemed to be looking for an affirmative answer.
you nodded your head quickly, “uh huh.” it felt so good to feel his mouth on your body, like nothing you could have imagined.
bokuto let out a content groan as he heard your moans and he kept going, his tongue making circles, mapping your skin, soft kisses across your chest and tummy. his fingers lightly trailed over the marks he made, making you shiver. he was looking for more sensitive spots as he kissed your skin.
making his way down your body, it was obvious you becoming more sensitive the further he got. when he reached your panties, he looked up at you. without saying anything, he gave a slow kiss on top of the fabric, and you let out a deafening moan.
bokuto noticed and his mouth became more soft and gentle. your moan turned him on even more. he kissed you on top of your clothed mound again, and when he pulled his head away he was blushing.
“oh, i'll just take these off.” his voice was teasing yet soft. you looked into his gold eyes as he stared at you while removing your panties. when you felt the air hit your core you gasped. he was unpredictable, and your body couldn't keep up.
upon seeing your reaction, bokuto pulled your legs close to your chest and he put his hand underneath your back to lift you. this made you two face to face, your legs squeezing around his back. his eyes were sparkling as he looked down on you.
“i think i'll give you what you want...” he smirked. he looked proud of himself, making you feel embarrassed yet excited at the same time. the new position made your bodies closer, practically wrapped around him, and you could feel his clothed cock poking at your entrance.
he noticed your body shaking, lifting closer to him with each breath, and his boxers were tightening a lot. his eyes were sparkling and he smirked again.
“I'm gonna be honest with you, darling…” he paused and you could see his confidence and pride go up. “I wore tight boxers... just for you to get to see…”
“y-you did?” your voice was high-pitched and shaky. you couldn't believe it. he predicted that you’d end up like this tonight?
he smirked as he saw your surprised reaction. “yes, my little fangirl, i wore it just for you.” he pulled his boxers down a bit and your eyes went wide. you could see his pelvic muscles, and the start of his happy trail leading to his belly button. you felt your pussy twitch in anticipation.
bokuto's voice was soft as he giggled while looking at you. “you think i like to tease a lot? you haven't seen anything yet…” a whine left your throat at his response and actions. he was baiting you for him, and you wanted more.
“please bo...”
bokuto chuckled and you felt his breath on your ear. “oh? you're getting really needy...” he looked down at you with a soft and proud expression. his boxers were barely pulled down, just to taunt you. it was so close to you that you could swear you felt the heat.
you looked up into his eyes, and whimpered, “please bo... i’ll do anything.”
bokuto smirked, “so, you want me that badly, don't you?” his voice was soft and the look he gave you was exciting and jeering. he placed his hand on your waist, the other moving to your ass, squeezing it.
“k-kotaro?”
bokuto noticed that you called him by his first name, and it turned him on even more. “yes darling?”
staring at him, another whimper left your throat as you felt his body shift on top of you, hiking your legs further up and giving him better access. “please,” you breathed out, your words barely audible and under your breath.
bokuto heard you and he smirked, “your words are too quiet, darling.” he placed his ear on your mouth and listened closely. “you have such a cute little voice though...” his voice was soft, the hand on your ass slowly moving up and down.
your eyes were squeezed shut and your teeth were grinding. his hands on you felt so good, you couldn't help it. you kept slipping down his waist from how much you were squirming, your feet playing with the waistband of his boxers.
bokuto was very much enjoying seeing you so turned on. he liked this kind of teasing a lot. your grip on his hips tightened and it made him twitch. “what do you think you’re doing there, darling?” he was biting his lower lip. in response to your teasing, he decided to do even more. staring into your eyes, he slowly lifted one of his hands to his mouth, licking his thumb before moving his hand down.
a gasp left your throat as you felt his hand travel lower, and his thumb press into your asshole. the feeling burned, not used to being stretched there, and his hands were so big. you yelped when you felt him try to move his finger, pulling at the sides and wiggling his thumb around inside a few times before removing it slowly. staring at you, he shook his head. “too tight.”
bokuto was smirking when he looked down at you. he noticed you panting, your hole squeezing around nothing. “oh...” his thumb started teasing you again, circling the rim while he looked at you intently. “your body is very sensitive here, isn't it?”
you were whining loudly. you wanted him, but he was being such a tease it was almost unbearable. “koooo…pleaseee. i-i want you in me”
he leaned in close to you and whispered in your ear, “you do?” he gave you a playful and flirtatious kiss on your cheek as he put his mouth on your ear to speak, “but... you're so innocent... it could hurt...”
“w-wanna try.. at least,” you turned your head to look into his eyes. “i want you kotaro.”
bokuto was blushing and he moved to look you in the eyes. “so... you do want me like that?” he was giggling and he looked like he was proud of himself. he moved his hands up your body as he squeezed you hips.
“i think this is your first time, right darling?” he whispered in your ear.
you nodded your head, squeezing your eyes shut. “y-yeah.” 
he chuckled and you felt his lips kissing your neck as his hands went up your body. he placed his tongue on your neck as he sucked gently, before looking back up at you.
“well... if it's for me... okay.” he caressed your cheek, suddenly sounding serious “you want me to be your first?”
“y-yes kotaro.” you stared at him, breath quick from his kisses and licks.
bokuto placed his mouth on yours as he gave you a passionate kiss for a few seconds before breaking it. “i love how you look when you're like this...” he started biting your throat and your neck to tease you and make this extra special for you. after he was proud of the line of marks he made on your neck, he sat back on his heels to look over you. 
the only fabric left between the two of you were his tight boxers, and you watched as he reached his hands into the waistband.
bokuto noticed your eyes looking at his boxers and he smirked as his voice became more serious. “oh?” he looked back and smiled. “do you have your eyes on an award?” he was teasing you and he slowly took his boxers down to his ankles.
when his boxers fell down, a sharp intake of breath escaped your throat. his cock slapped his stomach when it slipped out, and you could see it fully now. it was long, so thick, slightly curved up. his sack was fat and swollen, looking like they were filled and ready to explode. it made your pussy twitch in anticipation.
“you're... staring... aren't you, darling?”
bokuto made a teasing smile and put his hands on your chin, his head close to your face. he kept looking at you to see how you would react to his body and to his words.
you nodded slowly, then whispered under your breath, “...so big...”
bokuto was blushing from your words, catching him slightly off-guard. he looked proud but not too arrogant, like he'd been waiting for you to tell him this. he moved his hand to place it on your neck, his fingers slowly brushing along it. “what if it's too big?”
your eyes slowly drifted back to his,
“we'll make it fit.”
“oh?” bokuto whispered and he smiled again. “well, we'll see.” he got on the bed again and put his body on top of yours. his arms wrapped around your waist and he looked you in the eyes. 
“you really want it, don’t you?” he was still teasing you and he kept up the flirty smirk.
“y-yes ko...” you whined out, desperate for him. “want it so bad.”
he leaned down, suckling on your neck again. your skin was already so tender there from all the bruises he left, but he wouldn't stop. you could feel his dick rubbing on your tummy and it made you moan.
bokuto made a soft groan as he heard your words and he slowly kissed your jaw. his lips were soft and playful, he knew exactly what he was doing. he continued teasing you.
his mouth left your neck and he got close to your ear again, whispering, “do you know what comes next?”
he put his hand on your thigh and he caressed it as you nodded your head quickly, your eyes squeezed shut. you were ready.
“please ko, please”
bokuto was biting his lower lip, he wanted you to enjoy this as much as you can. his hand kept teasing your legs and his breath was filled with excitement. “then, say it to me.” he whispered in your ear.
you opened your eyes, staring straight into his. taking a deep breath, you said what you had been wanting to say the whole night.
“fuck me, kotaro”
bokuto was stunned. you really said that. he heard every word of it and it pleased him. his body was touching yours as he played with your hair.
“well... if you say it like that...” he gave you another kiss, long and soft. when your lips split, he looked back at you. “i’ll make you scream my name.” 
he suddenly grabbed your legs, hiking both of them up and over his shoulders. he had you folded in half, and you couldn't do anything but stare at him. you squeezed your eyes shut, anticipating what was about to happen next. you could feel his breath on your face.
your body was now in a position in which he could use it to his liking. you felt like you were in heaven and you were somehow even more sensitive to his touch. bokuto smiled with a proud and taunting look on his face. “you're ready, aren't you?” 
he was going to make sure that this would be a moment you would always remember.
you nodded your head, giving him permission to do whatever he wanted. 
suddenly feeling a poking at your core, you looked down to find him aligning the tip of his cock with your entrance. he slowly pushed in, your breath catching in your throat as you let out a long whine.
it burnt as he pushed forward. you weren't used to something of this size, your fingers being tiny in comparison to how thick his cock was. he was reaching deeper than you had ever been able to do, and you were mewling from the pains.
bokuto was looking at your face, panting as he started rubbing your hand. he looked worried. “i hope... i hope you like it..”
“i... i love it, ko.” you whispered between staggering breaths. it hurt like hell, but you wanted a taste of his heaven. he leaned down and kissed you, slowly and passionately, trying to distract you from the sharp pains.
“do you?” bokuto's eyes were sparkling and his voice was softer than ever now. he caressed your cheeks and kissed you again, longer than last time. “this is only the beginning, darling.”
with those words, you felt him begin to move. he started soft, pulling out until just the tip was left inside, before slowly pressing back in. after he noticed that you stopped squirming as much, he gradually started gaining a pace until he was pounding into your pussy. you could feel his balls hitting your ass with every thrust, the tip ramming deep enough that it kissed your cervix. 
his groans were constant and loud, and you could see that he was staring at you whenever you’d open your eyes.
bokuto kept looking at you. your face was so cute to him in the moment, eyes squeezed shut and mouth hung open. you could feel the weight of the tall, strong man on your body right now, pressing down to hold you in place. his lips were kissing your neck angrily again between his moans.
“ah- ohhhh.” 
“k-ko?” your breath was panting as you questioned his noises.
“oh, i know...” bokuto could see you were becoming too sensitive and he was loving it. he kept moving, snapping his hips and kissing your neck. “ah... oh... ohhhhhh.”
your breath caught in your throat with a whine, hesitating before whispering out the next words to him-
“…..m-more ko. harder.”
bokuto was breathing heavier now and you could feel his heart beat faster as he jerked his head up to look into your eyes. it was like you had him in every single way, this is the most pleasure and euphoria bokuto had ever felt. “you’re just saying that now?” his voice was shaky and his eyes glossed over. he was sweating, his head was spinning and his body was filled with adrenaline that was about to burst.
he stopped for a second to breathe and calm himself, before starting back, with more force and speed than before. he was pounding into your sensitive spots, and it made you whine louder. you could feel a knot forming in your belly, and you knew you were close to finishing.
“kotaroooo”
you whined his name out, almost as a warning to him. suddenly your pussy clenched and spasmed, squeezing him tight as you came around him. you were gushing, spraying around his cock and making a mess all over the sheets.
bokuto was smiling and he looked proud of himself. he could make you experience this for the first time, from him and only him. your squeezing was so tight around his cock, and it led him to the edge. his body began stuttering, his breathing was harder.
“b-baby i’m about to… ah..” it was almost a warning for you. “ohhhhhhh.” his eyes were closed, and he could tell he was about to finish.
his final grunt came, and a bite to your shoulder was the only warning for what was happening. his hips became faster, then suddenly stopped. you felt your center become warm, feeling him shoot his release deep in you, and heard him moan the loudest he had that entire night.
the room went silent, the only sounds you could hear were the fan above you two, his panting, and a few bird chirps outside. 
bokuto was still on top of you, caressing your face while breathing into your neck. you felt him pull out slowly, then felt his warm cum start to spill out of your pussy and drip onto the mattress. your breath caught in your throat. “i... you...”
bokuto was feeling weird, his body was shaking and he felt nervous. he didn’t mean to do that, but he tried to be brave and stay on top of you. 
“i... i made a mess...” he was blushing and it was visible on his face. he tried to cover it up by putting a proud look on his face again. “please tell me you liked it..”
your breathing was slow and shaky, trying to figure out what just happened. you couldn’t believe it. bokuto kotaro, you were his biggest fan for years, and now he had just released his cum inside you.
“i... i loved it, ko.”
bokuto’s breath caught. your words surprised and pleased him. he felt accomplished that you loved every second of that. he held a cute look on his face. “good…”
he kissed your forehead and your cheek, caressing your hair.
“now, you're not innocent...” 
he giggled at his own words. he was teasing you again, but his voice was soft and he held a smile.
you laughed back at him, he wasn't wrong. “yeah, i guess not”
this moment is like a dream for him and he just kissed you passionately again. when your kiss ended, he laid his head down on your chest, and you sat in silence for a minute before you spoke up.
“h-hey ko?”
he looked up at you, slightly confused.
“what happens to us when we wake up in the morning? you're still a big-time professional volleyball star, and i'm just a fan you picked up off the bleachers for a fun night...”
bokuto looked at you and his face went serious.
“if you want us to be nothing, then we can be nothing…” his voice was calm and his body was relaxed again.
“but...” he took a deep breath, as the thought flashed in his head. “...if you want to be more... we can be more...”
he looked like he couldn't believe he was saying this, that his mouth was speaking without telling his brain what to say first.
you looked deep into his gold eyes, took a deep breath, and then whispered, “what do you want?”
there was another long pause before he collected his thoughts and opened his mouth again.
“i-i want you… your voice, your eyes, i want it all..” he caressed your face and he had a slight nervous smile as he looked at you.
“when i wake up in the morning, when i close my eyes and i'm tired from practice, or when i want to escape the world's craziness, i want to imagine your face, your voice, your eyes. i want you with me all the time, i want you to be my love...”
you took a breath in, staring at him. your heart skipped a beat from his words. he wanted you like that?
“i... we can try that”
bokuto was looking at you and his face turned bright red. “really...?” 
it felt like his heart skipped a beat and was about to jump out of his chest.
“can i hug you now?” he was asking you, even though he already knew the answer was going to be yes.
you laughed, giggling at his reaction. “yes bo, of course you can.”
bokuto smiled happily and he hugged you tightly. it was a warm and cozy hug, him rubbing his body on yours to make it better. he sighed, and whispered out-
“i'm going to enjoy this...”
@tsukiran wanted me to tag her on this lol hope you’re happy
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˚ · . bokuto x afab!reader
: ̗̀➛ fluff!, studying/working, cuddling, just in love with bo
you're all alone shhh, shhh and so peaceful until... you fall in love.
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"mph–no kou," you mumbled, pulling your face away from his sweet peeks against your cheek, slowly traveling up to the corner of your lip.
"watcha workin' on?" he chirped, settling in next to you, his arm coming over to rest over your stomach, his face resting on your shoulder. "'m working on an assignment, it's due tomorrow." you responded, tone a little monotonous due to the way you were so focused on your work.
"why so many paragraphs? what is it for?" he asked, a little curious at your writing. normally, any person would be a little annoyed at his constant questions, but you're patient and knowing of his natural curiously. it's a bit endearing if anything.
"jus' an essay, for my english class." you said back. your eyes glance down to the time, 11:56PM before going back to focus on typing.
you let out another annoyed whine when his lips peck once more at your collarbone, his kisses quick, innocent and eager. "kou, i'm a little busy, i have to get this done."
"you've been working on it for hours? like 2-3? aren't you tired yet?" he asked, taking note of your eye-bags. "yeah.. but it's really important, because it determines if i will get kicked out of this class." you sighed, removing your hands from your keyboard to stretch your arms.
"oh, so it's really really important?" he smiled, seeming to finally understand the importance of the essay. "really really important." you repeated with an amused grin.
you tilted your head when your laptop was then taken away by your boyfriend, setting it on the edge of the bed. "you should stretch! it'll make you feel better." he grinned, his hands taking your arms and stretching them up into the air, pulling and twisting your sore limbs carefully.
he shifted closer to you, sitting up on his knees while you were sitting criss-crossed. you we're i initially going to decline his request, but after he popped your wrist, you'll admit, it felt good. it was almost funny, the way he was stretching your body for you, a wide grin on his face because he was so happy helping you.
after a particular stretch, you had arched your back slightly after you felt a pop in your lower back. "mmh, m'kay kou, that's enough," you said contently, pulling your arms away from his hold. "see? feels better don't it." he teased, getting back into his previous position laying next to you.
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you're tired. your eyelids are heavy with sleep, your fingers have been cramping up almost painfully, but you're so close to finishing this essay. it's a quiet night, no noise aside from the light van and your quick typing. there's nothing but the warm dim night-light being on.
your legs are numb, internally vibrating uncontrollably like static. your eyes glance down at the time. 1:53AM.
your laptop's screen brightness practically attacks your eyes, if this goes on for any much longer, you're guaranteed to get winkles prematurely.
you slightly shift in your position, hips rising and setting back onto the bed as you angle your back more into an upright position. you were previously laying more flat on your back, but with this new position, your view is more upright and higher. your laptop rested on his broad back, as his head and upper torso were resting against your body, his face resting against your collarbone.
looking back at your chromebook, you see your boyfriend in the corner of your eye. his eyes are low, almost shut, but he's definitely awake. "kou? i thought you went to sleep..?" you whisper, bringing a hand down to run your hands gently through his dyed hair.
almost 30 minutes ago he went quiet, his body laying limp against yours, so you assumed he went to sleep. he usually goes to bed even earlier, but he extended his bedtime for you today.
"didn't want you to be lonely.." he mumbled, his voice low and full of sleepiness. you couldn't help but smile at his adorable consideration, "go to sleep, i'll be okay."
he groaned incoherent words, seeming to disagree with your offer. "mmh, i'll go to sleep when you go to sleep.." he whined, his hold on you getting a little tighter. you sighed at his words, letting out a quiet 'okay' before rubbing at the side of his back lightly.
another 15 minutes go by, and you finally finish your work. you shut your laptop lightly, careful not to disturb your boyfriend. "done?" he asked, repositioning himself after you wiggled in his hold.
you set your laptop on the floor, hoping you won't step on it when you wake up by accident. you wiggled your body downwards, mushing your cheek against his chest while his arms came to wrap around your body again.
"done."
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