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llightshower · 11 months

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haikyuu men hair pulling ˃ᴗ˂

pairings: aged up!oikawa/ mattsun x afab!reader

warnings: ( this may not be suitable/ relatable for people with coils/ tight hair textures ) oikawa: petnames (princess & cutie), grinding, riding. mattsun: rough sex, implied punishment, petnames (honey & good girl), teeny tiny sir kink.

oikawa

oikawa sat down and brought your naked body onto his. he slowly let you down on him. before you could fully adjust, oikawa was moving you up and down on his dick. you squirmed and whined, you hands roaming all over his back until you relaxed your nails into his shoulders. once oikawa had stopped you slowly grind on him. your head sank into the crook of his neck

“just like that princess, mhm,” oikawa praised.

you began moving faster and more desperately, one of his hands on your waist but the other moving up to your neck, his soft touch making your body shiver.

you’re movement was interrupted by a harsh tug on your hair, you were forced to remove your head from his neck.

“keep on moving, don’t stop.”

and so you did, oikawas other hand gripping your waist tighter. his cock twitched in you and he let out a grunt. you looked away, squeezing your eyes tight and your nails digging further into his shoulders.

he pulled on your hair once again, a little tighter too, “what’s wrong, cutie, embarrassed? i wanna see the cute face you make when you cum, look at me.”

you opened your eyes and looked at him, trying to keep your eyes open as his dick kept on twitching inside of you.

“mmm, ‘gonna cum,” you whined out.

“me too princess.”

oikawa’s hands ran up to your scalp and he squeezed your hair a little tighter. your hips moved faster and the room was filled with the music of your moans and his grunts.

before you knew it, your cum was mixing together. both of you were trying to regain control of your breath.

“again,” oikawa asked, a weak grin on his face.

mattsun

mattsun pushed you onto the bed, forcing you on all fours. his hands on your hips and, without warning, ramming into you. your back arched and you let out a loud whine.

“fuck, mattsun! mmph-“

he ignored you and kept going. you choked on your saliva, and the bed kept hitting the wall. your elbows were already so close to giving out.

one hand moved from your hip, making his thrusts sloppier and sloppier. he tugged onto your hair, your head bolting up and looking at the headboard.

“you like that honey,” his deep voice sent shivers down your spine.

you couldn’t respond, you were to focused on his rhythm, the way he was right on your sweet spot- but in just a second he stopped.

his dick was still in you and he leaned closer to your head, “I asked a question.”

you nodded, “mmm, yes,” desperately needing him to continue.

“good girl,” he responded and once again went all the way in, your eyes squeezing shut. you couldn’t keep yourself up anymore, your elbows became fully weak and your head sank into the mattress. muffled moans and the squeaking bed filled the room.

mattsun grabbed your hair once more, making your head come up, your loud moans were music to his ears.

“yes, fuck! mattsun im so c-close”

“well you better hold it.”

you felt your knees getting wobbly, how the fuck were you supposed to not cum like this? you couldn’t “hold it.”

and just a moment after, you came all over his cock, disobeying him. he immediately pulled out and flipped you over.

“what did i tell you, honey?”

“to h-hold it..”

“and what did you do?”

your legs squeezed together, cum still dripping out of you.

mattsun shook his head, “what am i going to do with you…”

#haikyuu #mattsun smut #mattsun x reader #mattsukawa issei #mattsukawa x reader #issei smut #haikyuu smut #oikawa headcanons #oikawa scenarios #hq x you #oikawa imagine #toru oikawa x reader #smut #seijoh #aoba johsai

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makkir0ll · 2 months

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summer heat

(reader x mattsun)

959 words

{a/n: I did in fact finish writing this at 12 am. So excuse any grammar and mistakes. But this in fact my first ever piece I'm publishing here. So if you have any sort of constructive criticism please tell me (kindly though) anyways enjoy}

it was mid-summer, and its that point of the month where the temperatures were at their all time highs, and the fact that your air conditioning broke didn't make it any better.

it's late at night, you and your boyfriend mattsun couldn't sleep comfortably. The humidity and heat mixing which made your sheets stick to your sweaty body in discomfort.

the two of you had made your way to the living room couch. The room is dim with only the fairy lights you hung in your apartment giving it a comforting glow, and the light of the television playing your favorite show shines on your faces. The windows are open to let the cool night breeze in along with the fans spinning at the highest speeds in attempts to cool the both of you down. You and mattsun lay on opposite ends of the couch, not being able to sit close to each other without being uncomfortable, but your legs meet in the middle, tangled with each other.

"Its so hot" you groan in annoyance. Mattsun glances over at you, wishing he could do something. Anything. To put the two of you out of this misery.

"I know baby, tomorrow we'll call the landlord again and I'll make sure he fixes it. And if not, we can crash at Makki's" he responds in a sweet tone, putting his hand over your shin to comfort you. You smile at the gesture.

He feels the weight of the couch shift, he glances over at you get up and walk to the fridge. You open the freezer and grab two ice cubes, you turn back around to face him with a grin on your face. He smiles dearly at you as he watches you walk towards him, handing him the cube. He puts the cold cube on his body, the cool touch soothing him. You move his legs aside as you rub your ice cube all over your neck. You sigh at the feeling.

In that moment, mattsun can't seem to get his eyes off you. You look so beautiful to him at that moment. Your hair tied back in a bun with your front layers clipped back. You're wearing a sports bra and the shorts you've had since high school. You're wearing your glasses, that you only wear at home or when you're too lazy to put in your contacts. He wishes you always wore your glasses.

"What are you staring at? Do I have something on my face?" you question, looking at him, and putting your fingers around your mouth. Maybe some of your dinner had missed your mouth. He shakes his head no, and you turn your head back at the tv.

Suddenly he feels like this moment right here, this is it. Sitting on your couch as your favorite tv show plays in front of the two of you. He reaches his hand into the pocket of his shorts and he feels the small velvet box he'd been carrying around with him everywhere since after your one month anniversary.

Now he sits here, next to you, two years later on the couch the two of you bought when you first moved in after a year. His stomach is doing flips, he can't believe what he's about to do, but he knows that this is what he wants for the rest of his life. He's known since the moment he laid eyes on you.

"Will you marry me?"

"What?!" you say in shock, whipping your head to his direction. All your focus is on him.

"Will you marry me?" he asks again. His stomach churns, he feels butterflies in his stomach, his heart is beating faster than imaginable, and he starts sweating. Not because of the heat this time. He moves down to the ground and gets on one knee, pulling the box out his pocket, opening it to reveal the ring.

"Y/N, for as long as we've been dating that I was going to marry you. Fuck, since the moment I laid my eyes on you I knew. I-"

"Yes." you cut him off

"What?!"

"Yes. YES. YES! A MILLION TIMES YES! I'LL MARRY YOU!" You yell as you jump onto him. You have a couple of happy tears streaming down your face as you and mattsun lie on the floor of your apartment, bodies tangle with each other.

He shifts his weight so that you straddle his lap now. You cup his face, leaning in to give him a kiss. "I'll marry you any day" You say between kisses. He smiles and pulls you impossibly closer to him. He pulls away and grabs your left hand, sliding the ring onto your ring finger. It fits perfectly. Its in the metal you always wear, something he noticed immediately. It has a small diamond in the middle, nothing too fancy. You look at it in awe.

"I know its not much, but it's all I could afford at the moment." He looks at you, rubbing small circles on your hip.

"It's perfect." you say softly. Looking back at him. "It's everything and more. I love you"

"I love you too." He puts his hands behind your neck, pulling you into a kiss. You gladly kiss him bacl. It's soft, its intimate...

Its....cold?

You both feel a gush of cool air blow against your bodies. You break the kiss and stare in disbelief and turn to your air conditioner, seeing it had turned on. You giggle at the coincidence of the timing, and you guys go back to what you were doing before.

Its still late at night. You and your fiancé mattsun lay in bed sleeping comfortably in each others arms with a feeling of love in the air.

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rintaroll · 9 months

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❝ INSIDE THE LINES. ❞

— during matsukawa's time babysitting your niece, more than a couple realizations occur to you.

⊱┊pairing. matsukawa issei x gn!reader ⊱┊tags. fluff, established relationship, reader has a 6 year old niece and works at the bakery, food mention, mattsun has a sleeve tattoo :], unedited ⊱┊wc. 1.3k ⊱┊note. cleaning out my drafts hehe this was back when i had my mattsun brain rot (OH btw while writing this he works as a tattoo artist in my mind but i didnt mention it anywhere)

"issei, i'm so sorry-"

"it's fine," matsukawa waves his hand dismissively. his eyes flicker to the clock on the wall. "when are you coming home?"

"soon. i just have to frost the cupcakes and wait for the customer to pick them up." you pan your phone to the chocolate cupcakes, fresh out of the oven and still steaming hot.

"those look really good, babe." matsukawa muses.

you hear a small voice squealing from behind the camera. "i wanna see!"

your boyfriend chuckles, eyes trained on your niece, himeko, whose ears have perked up at the word 'cupcakes'. the six-year-old scrambles onto the sofa, comfortably nestling herself into matsukawa's side. her eyes widen when she finally sees the cupcakes in all their chocolatey goodness. "yummy..." she says, eyes boring into matsukawa's phone screen, unblinking and shiny.

you pan your phone back to your face. "they're not for you!" you remind her.

"i know!" himeko sighs dramatically, strands of hair falling onto her face. mattsun effortlessly brushes it back. "i have to wait for tomorrow so we can make them together."

"yes, that's right." you nod in approval.

"why can't it be tomorrow already?" she pouts. mattsun doesn't realize, but your eyes are trained on him while he stares at your niece while adorning an amused smile.

"hm," you ponder. "maybe if you sleep early tonight, then tomorrow will come earlier?" a sly grin forms on your lips.

himeko narrows her eyes at you. "that's not gonna work on me!"

you shrug. "worth a try."

matsukawa snickers at your failed attempt to trick her. "smart girl," he praises her before raising one of his hands, which is met with a high five from himeko. your niece then proceeds to stick her tongue out at you.

you shake your head, but there's a smile on your lips despite you doing so. she might as well steal your boyfriend at this point, you think to yourself.

you can almost remember the good times—when himeko was four and hiding behind your legs, while matsukawa was crouching in front of you. she was terrified, little hands gripping onto your pants. she told you he looked like a gangster, with all the tattoos covering the entirety of his right arm. "what if he kidnaps me?" she wailed once he leaves, to which you comfort her by saying that he won't. from her skeptic expression and her glassy eyes, it was safe to say that she was far from convinced.

and yet now here you are. with your boyfriend and your niece in cahoots, conspiring together to overthrow you someday.

"anyways, i was calling because she wanted me to tell you she finished her coloring book, isn't that right, hime?"

halfway through his words, himeko lets out an 'oh!' and jumps up from the couch. she picks up her coloring book off the floor, where it was surrounded by an assortment of colored pencils and markers in disarray. flipping to the last page, she proudly shows off her latest piece of work. "look!"

you gasp, genuinely admiring the effort she's put into coloring in the drawing of a fish. considering how she's just turned six, she's done a wonderful job in coloring inside the lines. "that looks so nice! did you do that all by yourself?"

"yep!" she chirps, nodding excitedly before stopping to ponder for a moment. "hm... i guess, uncle mattsun did help me color the amenomies..."

"anemones," matsukawa stage whispers.

"right, amenemones."

you and matsukawa bite back your laughs. "it looks really good, himeko," you comment, still smiling.

himeko nods absentmindedly. it becomes obvious to both you and matsukawa that her attention is not on either of you anymore. she goes out of frame as she continues to flip through her coloring book and zeroes in on her work, leaving matsukawa the only one left in view of the camera.

your eyes flit to the top of your phone screen, clicking your tongue when you read the time. "alright, i better go and start frosting. the customer will be here soon. bye, himeko! bye, baby."

matsukawa's heart flutters helplessly. he will never get tired of you calling him that. "see you," your boyfriend beams. although still engrossed by her coloring book, you hear your niece mumble a soft 'bye' right before the call ends.

pocketing his phone, matsukawa turns his focus back on himeko only to find her tiny lips curled into a frown. "something wrong, sweets?"

she looks up, with her brows all scrunched up. matsukawa feels his heart melt at the sight. "i'm out of pages. what will i color now?"

"i'll buy you another one tomorrow, okay?" he pokes her nose.

with a giggle, she scrunches her nose in effect. "okay."

an idea spontaneously strikes matsukawa. it might be one of the best ideas he's had in a while—the realization that himeko brings out his creative side more often than not quickly becomes an afterthought.

"actually, hime..."

her ears perk up, big eyes staring up at him. those big, doe eyes he has not learned how to say no to.

"i know something else you can color."

matsukawa was sure he saw himeko visibly light up when he offers his tattooed arm. he doesn't need to tell her twice. she expeditiously collects her markers off the ground—she's big enough to know that pencil colors won't be able to color in your skin!—and spreads them out on the sofa next to where both of them sit.

snuggled into his side, matsukawa has his tattooed arm around her as himeko starts to color in the tattoos from the ones on his forearm. "i'll make sure your arm looks extra pretty!" she exclaims excitedly.

"can you make it look as pretty as you are?"

himeko tilts her head to the side as she thinks of an answer. "hm... maybe. i'll try." the earnestness in her answer makes matsukawa chuckle.

as himeko continues, her inquiries about his sleeve don't stop. did it hurt? (just a little bit.) what's the meaning behind this one? (there's no meaning to that one. this one, however...) are you gonna get a tattoo of y/n? (i already did.) can i get one too? (matsukawa laughs awkwardly when he hears the last question, immediately changing the topic by asking her what her favorite color is. he doesn't want to get into trouble.)

the conversations tone down when himeko makes it halfway through matsukawa's forearm. he knows himeko turns quiet once she's focused. it's only when matsukawa feels her marker slip that he realizes that she has nodded off. making as little movement as possible, he closes the cap on the red marker that she was holding and puts it aside.

half an hour later, you tip-toe into your living room with the intention to surprise your boyfriend and your niece at heart. as you get closer, suspicions start to arise when you realize that it's awfully quiet.

wait, are they-

oh.

they are.

your heart blooms at the precious sight of matsukawa and himeko fast asleep on the couch. matsukawa's head is lolled back on the back of the sofa, his arms around himeko as she is curled up into his side. they look so comfortable and peaceful, soft snores coming out of the both of them with hideko's head rising up and down along with matsukawa's chest with every breath that he takes.

you just finished snapping a quick picture when realization sets in.

and no, it's not about how matsukawa has successfully won her over for good—that realization has set in a long time ago.

but it's realizing that you want to spend the rest of your life coming home to this sight. him dozing off on the sofa, waiting for you to come home, and maybe a child, or two, of your own curled up next to him.

vocabulary !

himeko is written like so: 姫子 in kanji. 姫 (hime) means princess, while 子 (ko) means child. mattsun's nickname for her is hime, which essentially means he calls her 'princess'.

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anisespice · 1 year

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“ that electric toothbrush sounds crazy right now ” || hq!

synopsis: on the phone with them, & the buzzing coming from your end sounded a little suspect. pairing: various x fem!reader [ bokuto, oikawa, mattsun ] warnings: mature language, mentions of phone sex, crack note: based on a real life event i had where i thought my friend’s electric shaver was a vibrator lol p.s changed it to a toothbrush since i figured it was a more common tool compared to shavers. p.p.s i don’t know what this is either. but hope you enjoy! ♡

bokuto ッ

Flabbergasted. This man would be caught SO off guard, immediately turning red as fucking stop sign thinking that he was being a pervert or sum. While on the phone with Big B, you were in separate time zones due to volleyball—He was getting up, you were getting ready for bed. It was a regular phone call since FaceTime wanted to act up due to his poor connection, and he refused to break tradition of you falling asleep next to him…distance be damned.

It’s only been a week, and he’s already homesick. You could hear his teammates teasing him in the background, amused at the fact Bokuto held no shame in expressing his undying love for you so openly, but expected nothing less. However, it wasn’t long until the atmosphere changed when you started brushing your teeth. Your boyfriend had no idea you recently bought a new toothbrush, let alone an electric one. So when the buzzing started and you went silent for a while…

You heard shuffling, concerned but you figured he was just moving around so you continued brushing your teeth. It wasn’t until you heard the sound of a door slam did you decide to spit in worry. “Ko? You alright?”

He’s quiet; alarmingly quiet. Then, with strain, he squeaked.

“U-Uhm…babe? Can I get a warning next time, t-the guys were still around—Unless, y-you’re into that! Which is totally fine, b-but I wished you brought it up beforehand so that I was prepared…”

You had no clue what he was going on about, and he kept rambling until you eventually asked him what the issue was. When he did, you barely held it together; you were never going to let him live this down. Now before you brushed your teeth over the phone, you’d tease by warning him ahead of time.

Bokuto turned red every single time.

oikawa ッ

Obnoxious. This BITCH would be eating it up! Despite the fact that he freaked himself out jumping to this conclusion, not knowing how to handle it at first, he couldn’t help but to scandalize it immediately.

He, like Bokuto, would be out of town due to volleyball, so phone calls were a must. At any point in time Oikawa had a free moment, he’d be on the phone with you. If it wasn’t already apparent, this man was needy for you, craving your presence like oxygen. You’d call him dramatic, and with good reason, but wouldn’t want it any other way—You missed him just as much.

So, when you went outta frame while he was reminiscing about his day, he thought nothing of it; he knew you liked to keep busy while on the phone. But, as soon as his ears caught on to the faint sound of buzzing from your end, that conversation flew right out the window. Like a meerkat, Oikawa sat straight up as he pulled the phone closer to his face, angling it around as if that would help him see further into the room. This man would put the speaker up to his ear and STRETCH it to see if he could hear any…other sounds.

“Goodness, [_____], how very lewd of you. If you missed me that much all you had to do was say so, sweetheart!~”

When you came back into frame, foam in your mouth and toothbrush in hand with a confused expression, Oikawa’s entire demeanor just deflated.

“Oh. Nevermind.”

mattsun ッ

Smug. Thinks he’s hot shit AKSJSKS and he is but that’s not to say he wouldn’t be caught off guard. Whenever y’all called one another, you’d be doing your own things on the phone as if you were in the same room. He’d either be playing video games or watching tv while you’d be on social media, or doing chores around your apartment, just to keep each other company without needing to waste gas (especially in this economy whew).

At some point during your regularly scheduled phone call, you decided to brush your teeth to keep from eating anymore junk before bed (as if that would really stop anyone, but it helps sometimes lol). Mattsun had been so engrossed in whatever he was doing, didn’t even notice you getting up and taking your phone to the bathroom. It wasn’t until you turned the water on and your toothbrush did his mind instantly go in the wrong direction in terms of identifying the sound; he knew it was a toothbrush, but just couldn’t help himself.

“Whoa, if you wanted privacy, you could’ve just hung up. But, can’t say I don’t like where this is headed.” He’d tease. You’d come into frame with your toothbrush in your mouth, confused as hell. Mattsun wiggled his eyebrows as he leaned closer to the phone. “You gonna swallow for me, princess?”

“WHAT?”

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miya-rin · 1 year

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matsukawa knew that he liked you.

he didn’t know what it was, but something about you had just always drawn him towards you.

maybe it was the fact that you always understood his jokes and laughed when no one else did, maybe because you always remembered the little parts in stories he told you and linked them to the ones he more recently told, or maybe it was the way you always went along with his little routines.

and by routines, he means how how excited he would be every morning when he would walk into class to see you sitting down with all your equipment laid out neatly, and how every morning he would place both hands over your eyes before getting closer to your ear and saying “guess who?” to be met with “oh i have no idea, mattsun maybe?”

except for this morning, because today you are nowhere to be seen.

this worries matsukawa a little more than he would like to admit. you are always one of the first people in class so where are you?

“they’re probably just a little late.” he tells himself, sitting down in the seat next to yours as he always does after your greetings to each other. but 10 minutes fly by and you still aren’t in class yet. he’s more than worried now.

are you lost? are you just helping someone to their class? did something happen to you on the way to school? did you move class because you didn’t want to be desk mates with him anymore???

while he is going through all the different possibilities of why you aren’t next to him, his ideas are cut short as a pair of hands smoothly slide over his eyes, he starts to feel faint breath fanning over his neck as a small “guess who?” is said by a very familiar voice.

you’re here.

even though he doesn’t say anything you can tell how excited he is by the very wide smile plastered across his face. he’s so cute.

“where were you? i was so worried.”

“careful now issei, you might make me think you actually like me,” he does. “my mum’s car broke down and i had to walk, i underestimated how long it would take me to get here.”

“you never were the brightest were you?”

“and yet you were soo worried for me.” the smug smile on your face is enough to bring his back, he’s glad you’re sat with him again.

matsukawa knew that he liked you. and he knew that it was something he would never be able to understand, but he’s fine with that, as long as you were with him in some way he would be happy.

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osamusriceballs · 1 year

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Sweet Treats with Seijoh

Oikawa x Reader, Iwaizumi x Reader, Makki x Reader, Mattsun x Reader

Words: ~1,2 k

Warnings: None

A/n: sry, I only did the 3rd years >.< I'll do the other’s next year on Valentine's Day, hehe! <3

Sweet Treats with Inarizaki

Sweet Treats with Shiratorizawa

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Oikawa:

The only thing keeping you steady is Oikawa's warm hand and his encouraging words while you both skate your very first round through the empty hall.

"You're doing so good, my darling. You look so cute when you're concentrated." He squeezes your hand, and you wonder once again how your boyfriend could be blessed with so many talents AND extraordinary good looks. Oikawa Tooru, who easily convinced you to go ice skating with him on Valentine‘s Day together, and it should be unfair how effortlessly good-looking he is on the ice.

He surely knows well how to skate well, his stance secure and steady, and he even manages to give you a feeling of security besides your wobbly legs.

"I can't believe you actually rented this whole hall." You gesture to the empty place with your free hand, briefly looking at the big screen of advertisement that is now displaying both of your names and a few hearts much to your surprise. The cheesy picture makes your heart swell with sudden affection for the brunette setter besides you.

"I just asked if they could give us two hours after their closing time. Iwa-chan pulled a few strings for me, his connections are no joke." He chuckles and shakes his head- but you suddenly lose focus when you try to respond and stumble, and Oikawa reacts immediately, his body almost moving on autopilot.

He whisks you into his arms and holds you steady in a matter of seconds- and you forget how to breathe for a moment when you feel his arms caging you and holding you close to him. Oikawa is staring right into your eyes, his confident smile turning into a serious, yet soft expression when he focuses on you and only you- and you can also not help yourself but getting lost in him. "I love you, y/n. I love you so much, it hurts sometimes." He whispers, his brown eyes closing for a short second as if he needs to calm himself down, and there is a vulnerability in his features that makes your body react instantly. You wrap your arms around him and bring one of your hands to cup his cheek. You look into his eyes, hoping to convey that you feel the same for him- that he is your everything, that he is the one you wholeheartedly love with your whole existence.

"I love you too, Tooru. You're my everything." And that's when he smiles genuinely, a smile that is only reserved for you, and leans down until his warm lips meet yours in a loving kiss.

Iwaizumi:

"I know I've been busy with the upcoming season lately, but I wanted to make sure to make up for that tonight.“

He opens the door and holds it open for you to enter first- Iwaizumi is the perfect gentleman without even trying, it seems like he is made of perfect boyfriend material with every single cell of his handsome body.

"It‘s okay, Hajime. I know the season will be over soon, and then we can go on our vacation.“

You turn towards him, and he smiles softly at you. But before you can lean down and remove your shoes, he suddenly pulls you closer and presses your body against his chest. "Hajime-"

"Just- can we stay like this?"

He rests one hand gently on your lower back and one between your shoulder blades, and you immediately melt into his touch and wrap your arms around his shoulders to deeply inhale his familiar cologne. You feel his chest raise against your cheek with every breath that he takes, his warmth against your body, and his hands, that rub slow circles on your back- and that moment feels so intimate, so, so close, and so full of love -

Iwaizumi slowly begins to move his body in a slow rhythm, and you simply follow his lead. He is slowly dancing with you in the dimly lit floor, just you and him, feeling each other, and listening to each other’s breaths and heartbeats. You can't help but to fall a bit harder for the athletic trainer that easily managed to get into your heart from the very first moment you saw him.

"Y/n?"

"Hmm?" You hum against his chest, feeling his slow and steady heartbeat against your cheek, and you know that you probably would stay like this forever if you could- just in his arms, right where you belong-

“I love you. Forever.“

“I love you too, Hajime. Forever.“

Makki:

It's not hard to spot your boyfriend in the middle of the crowd- he is the one with the biggest bouquet of roses you have ever seen in your whole live. The beautiful arrangement of flowers is big enough to draw attention from all over the place, everyone probably wondering if he has gone insane- but you know that it's just such a Makki thing to do.

"Y/n! I'm here, my angel!"

Before you two started dating, you had absolutely no idea that he could actually be so cute and romantic, only knowing his easygoing and lighthearted side- but he never fails to fluster and surprise you every single day.

"I can't believe you got these for me." Your eyes widen when you look at the bouquet from up close- it seems even more gigantic than from afar.

"Only the best for my gem." He smiles and cups your cheek gently with one hand to press a sweet, chaste kiss to your lips. "I've got so many plans for today. I will spoil you and make sure you'll never forget this day- it's our first Valentine's Day together, and I want to make sure you know that I will always put effort in our relationship, even though I seem a bit unsteady sometimes." He wraps his free arm around your waist and pulls you closer, the huge bouquet still in his other hand. You're glad that you're not standing in the middle of the way, and that the people passing you are not looking at you anymore, because you know that you look absolutely flustered after his sudden outburst.

"You know that you don't need to do all of this. Just spending time with you is enough for me."

"I know. But I wanted to do it. For you, for me. For us."

He seems so serious, and you can't help but to smile fondly at his expression. He looses his tension when he sees your happy smile, and you quickly interlace your fingers with his.

"Let's go. I'm all yours today."

"I'll make sure to cherish you to make you mine forever." He mumbles, his cheeks turning pink at the sudden thought of marrying you once day.

"Did you say something?" You glance at him and shortly catch the sight of his reddned face but he is quick to divert your attention to something else.

"Nothing to worry about. Let's go!"

Mattsun:

"I'm home! Please don't be mad!"

The second he turns around after closing the door, he is already facing your pouting face, and he guiltily scratches the back of his head.

"I got stalled at work- but I promise I'll be quick, we will make it in time, just trust me, babe."

"Hurry then, our reservation is in an hour, and we need to drive there for at least half an hour."

You urge him to go to the bedroom to change his clothes, but he finally seems to realize that you're already wearing your pretty dress and lipstick, with your favorite necklace that he gifted you on your first anniversary on your neck- and he freezes for a second.

Mattsukawa takes a few moments to look at you from head to toe- and he is instantly convinced that no one has ever looked as beautiful as you do now.

"What? Issei, I swear to god, if we're late and they cancel our reservation, then you'll be in trouble-"

"No, babe. You just look so beautiful right now." His mumbled words heat up your cheeks, and the intensity of his gaze makes you speechless for a few seconds.

"Oh." He steps closer to you and carefully places his hands on your hips before he leans down to look at your eyes. "So beautiful. I'm so lucky to have you." His lips slowly meet your cheek- "So smart and witty." His lips meet your other cheek. "Kind and caring." His lips meet your forehead "Strong and-" his lips hover over yours, and you feel like hyperventilating- he still has that effect on you. "Only mine." It only takes him a small tilt of his head to connect your lips, and you instantly reciprocate the kiss, much to his delight.

The sweet moment is interrupted when your phone rings- and you pull back with slight panic in your face.

"Issei- stop, get dressed already!"

He smiles at your words and playfully salutes.

“Yes, Mrs. Mattsukawa!“

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lovelyunholyc · 2 years

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sfw, slightly suggestive. fem pronouns, use of pet names (baby, princess, beautiful)

you're glad to see him in bed by the time you get home.

matsukawa has been working more often than not lately, and in his line of work, you know how deeply beneficial breaks can be. it isn't that late, but he keeps strange hours, and you want nothing more than for him to enjoy every bit of rest he can get.

it hurt more than you'd ever admit to leave him today, when he had a rare day off and you unfortunately did not.

he made it up to you immediately that morning, sending you off with a goofy, lovestruck smile plastered on your face for all the world to see and slightly shaky, unsteady legs.

you move through your room as quietly as you can now, undressing and searching for pajamas, smiling to yourself when you discover he'd set a pair out for you at the foot of the bed - his own old t-shirt and pair of boxers.

you make your way over to his side of the bed to admire his sleeping form for a long, appreciative moment. he's laying shirtless on his front, hugging the pillow under his head, his back rising and falling steadily, peeking out beneath the downy comforter. the position emphasizes the broadness of his shoulders, the pretty tan of his skin and the muscle that ripples just below the surface.

he's always been pretty, you think - beautiful, really. as he's gotten older it's only become more true, and he more refined, though for the most part, his personality and the qualities you love most about him have remained the same. playful, stubborn, tough on the outside, inexplicably soft just for you on the inside. he doesn’t look like it, but he wears his tenderness for you on his sleeve, shows off ruefully (mostly to his unwilling friends) how much he worships you, how quickly and easily he bends to your will and does everything in his power to make you happy.

the dark curls of his hair suit him so well, accentuate the rugged sharpness of his features, especially that stupid, confident smirk you hate to admit that you fell in love with. it's dangerous, that smile, paired with those half-lidded eyes and stylishly messy bedhead. in his sleep, he looks much more innocent than you know him to be, that smirk tucked away and replaced instead by a look of serenity.

you reach out and smooth your palm over the broad plane of his back, can't help but bend down to kiss the top of his head, lingering a bit longer to breathe in the clean scent of his shampoo, to feel the fluffy softness of his curls on your face, freshly washed.

though you knew that already, as he'd so kindly sent you a more than suggestive photo in the mirror before he'd left the bathroom.

before you can straighten back up, a strong arm sweeps out and nearly knocks you off your feet in your surprise.

"don't just stand there," matsukawa mumbles heavily, unfairly long lashes fluttering when he blinks his eyes open. "cuddle me."

you laugh. you give in just as easily for him.

matsukawa scoops you into his arms and simultaneously flips onto his back, holding you flush to his chest under the covers, feeling you sigh happily. you melt into the warmth of his bare chest, hands instantly coming up to feel as much of his skin as possible. he beams lazily when you pepper his face with kisses, sighs contentedly when you brush your fingers through his hair, settling in your rightful (and favorite) place on top of him.

"hey, beautiful," he greets smoothly, a slight gruffness to his voice that sends shivers down your spine. when he talks you can feel it vibrate from his chest where you're laying, and it makes you feel even warmer, makes you want to hold him closer. "how was work?"

you frown. "disgusting, don't talk about it." he chuckles quietly, pushes his cheek into your palm when you start caressing his face. "tell me about your day, pretty boy."

matsukawa hums, hands gliding absently across your back underneath your shirt, relishing your warmth beneath his fingers, just as eager to touch you again. "mm, you think i'm pretty?" he flutters his eyelashes exaggeratedly, making you giggle.

"mhm, the prettiest boy i've ever seen in my life." you kiss the tip of his nose, meaning every word. "what'd you do today, huh? i need entertainment, work was so boring."

"played some games with makki, nothin' special. spent the whole day missing you, of course." he takes one of your hands from his face to press a kiss to your wrist, lopsided grin tipping at his lips.

you roll your eyes, but a smile starts to light up your face, threatens to take over. "i know, issei, you were blowing up my phone all day."

matsukawa raise a thick, beautiful brow. "oh? i didn't see you complaining, especially with that last picture."

you bite your lip to keep from smiling, because you both know he's got you there. you had to take a moment just to stare at your phone screen when he sent that, mind instantly going blank, before you finally sent only a series of emojis because of how speechless he'd left you.

he immediately thumbs at your lip to make you release it from between your teeth, and then lets the digit linger there, tracing at the seam of it.

"if it's too much for you, baby, i'll stop." he fake-pouts just for emphasis, to which you pass your hand across his stupidly pretty face to disturb.

you groan, bite at his thumb in retaliation, pinch his cheeks together. "you're such a tease. a horrible, terrible, irritating tease."

"you forgot 'incredibly sexy' in there, baby." he winks, grasps at your wrists, leans in to kiss away your frown. "you love me," he laughs, because he knows that for certain, no matter what you say or do.

you can only pout at him for a moment longer, your glare dissipating quickly the longer you look at him. you let him kiss you gently until all the tension and exhaustion from your day slips away, one large hand at the nape of your neck, the other at the small of your back, steady and comforting. grounding you back into your own little world, just the two of you.

when you pull away, you're breathing a little heavier, eyes half-lidded, lips shiny and bitten pink.

"yeah, i love you," you agree, marveling at the pure adoration shining in his eyes and knowing your own are mirroring the stars in them. "i guess."

"you guess?" both brows raised this time, crooked smirk on full display. "then i guess i'll just eat all the food i made for you today."

"issei!"

he laughs, leans in to kiss each of your cheeks before pinching at them. "i love you, too, princess." he pinches your nose next when you wrinkle it in faux disgust, as if that pet name doesn't make your heart flutter and melt a little bit each time. "now get off of me so we can go eat."

"you waited for me?"

he's the one to roll his eyes this time. "duhhh. what kind of househusband would i be if i didn't?"

you kiss him again, feeling suddenly giddy yet soft and warm inside, thoroughly content. "carry me to the kitchen and i'll propose expeditiously."

matsukawa only pulls away enough to let you speak, rests his forehead on yours and loves the way your lips tickle against his when you talk. "yes, ma'am," he says with a smug grin, and hopes you're only half-joking. he does sincerely think his cooking is good enough to warrant a ring on the finger he's left empty just for you.

he sits up carefully, then bolts out of bed easily with you in his arms, doing just as you've asked even as you squirm in his hold, too wracked with laughter to stay still. it rings out through your shared apartment, and he can't help but think about how that pretty sound alone makes him want to beat you to the punch.

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kyopmi · 2 years

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♡ — "now we're holding hands as not quite friends, but not quite lovers"

cw — mention of alcohol

it is uncharacteristically quiet between you and matsukawa issei as you walk next to him under the darkness of the night sky.

it’s past midnight, so the streets are empty save for the parked, unmoving cars every few metres or so, illuminated by the streetlights lined up on the edge of the sidewalk and the light from several windows on either side of the street. it’s quiet, too; the only audible noise being each other’s familiar footsteps — issei’s are slightly dragged, the soles of his shoes scraping against the pavement at the end of every step, while yours are a softer thudding that manage to fall in sync with his.

you can’t remember the last time you’ve been this silent with issei. no, not just silent — awkward. there’s an air of unspoken tension hanging between the two of you. it’s not a discomfort that makes either of you want to turn tail and flee, but it’s present enough to produce an unwelcome restlessness in your chest.

maybe we’ve just run out of things to say, you try to rationalize, we just spent the whole night together with the rest of our friends, after all. but no matter how many times you repeat it in your head, you can’t bring yourself to believe it. you find it ridiculous — it’s matsukawa issei you’re talking about.

matsukawa issei, who you’ve known for years because he lived two houses down from you and you used to take the same train together to school every morning.

matsukawa issei, who has managed to rope you into the most comical shenanigans with his volleyball buddies more times than you can count.

matsukawa issei, who always has a witty remark to throw into a conversation that makes laughter bubble from your chest.

matsukawa issei, who you regularly stay up with until the sun rises, whether you’re talking over the phone or in person, to confide your worries in each other.

matsukawa issei, who buys you rice porridge whenever you get sick, despite your repeatedly expressed distaste towards the dish, and won’t leave until you finish the entire bowl.

matsukawa issei, who, like tonight, never fails to walk you home whenever your outings get too late, even though you’re no longer neighbours and his house is in the opposite direction.

matsukawa issei, who you shared a kiss too ardent to blame on the alcohol with when you were visiting his apartment the previous week.

matsukawa issei, whose knuckles are lightly brushing against the back of your hand as you’re walking wordlessly with each other at this very moment.

your breath catches in your throat and you try in vain to calm your racing heart whenever your skin comes in contact with his. you nervously swallow, stealing a quick glance at the almost nonexistent space in between the two of you, not quite sure what to do or if you should do anything at all.

the next time your hands touch, it’s a little closer, a little braver, a little longer, as issei’s pinky lingers and eventually — finally, curls around your own. you reciprocate his hold, firm yet delicate at the same time, effectively linking your fingers with each other’s.

at this point, there’s no mantra you can recite and no amount of deep breaths you can regulate to stop your heart from beating a mile a minute. you dare yourself to look at the man next to you again, this time at his face, only to find his head tilted just the smallest degree away from you. it’s dim, but you don’t miss the faintest upward curl on the edge of his lips and a light red blush settling on the tips of his ear.

you can’t say you’re doing a better job at hiding your fluster. just like him, you’re barely fighting back a smile and feeling the warmth climb up the base of your neck to the apples of your cheeks. and when issei playfully swings your hands together back and forth, an amused giggle escapes you which, in turn, makes him chuckle and his smile grow wider.

it is uncharacteristically quiet between you and matsukawa issei — but no words need to be exchanged when the two of you let go of your pinkies and his warm hand fully envelopes your smaller one instead, securely holding onto one another while you continue to walk without missing a beat.

and the both of you know for sure now, drunken kiss or no drunken kiss, you’re not quite just friends anymore.

my fav just dropped a new song today so yk i had to write something about it. if you want to check it out, the song is Before by NIKI! it’s actually a sad song but i picked out this one fluffy lyric for this drabble :,) tempted to write something that’s actually based on the entire song, though

and thank you isa @icedhoneyy for the character suggestions! when you wrote “mattsun (!!)” my brain reciprocated the (!!) too

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #matsukawa issei #matsukawa issei x reader #matsukawa x reader #mattsun x reader #matsukawa issei fluff #&works

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rivashi · 2 years

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deceived

synopsis: he’d punished everyone and anyone that dare lay a finger on you.

pairings: ???!matsukawa issei x afab!reader

genre(s): NSFW, DC, SMUT, slight angst? (idk, maybe if you squint), thriller? to wholesome, eventual fluff, established relationship, medieval fantasy!au, timeskip!au, porn w/ plot | scenario

cw: 18+, MINORS + AGELESS/FACELESS BLOGS DNI!!!, sacrifice, mentions of religious themes (kinda? idk), implied kidnapping, tied up, mentions of murder + death + corpses + blood (obviously), implied deliberate massacre, GORE [via decapitated head], minor character deaths, manipulation, yandere, size difference, monster fucking, consent, gentle to rough, public, clothed, marking, groping, nipple + clit play, oral [f receiving], cunninglingus, fingering, praise, multi orgasm [f], overstimulation, squirting, petnames [dear, darling, love, good girl], implied multi rounds.

wordcount: 3.0k holy shit, my longest fic yet

note 1: my application for the honeymoon avenue: the beach episode! by @crybabycrisis a.k.a my 1st collab piece in this new blog <3 and special thanks to @karamfilmare for beta reading <3 thank you, moni !

note 2: this is heavily inspired by the games; subnautica, subnautica: below zero, and shadow of colossus !

note 3: ironically despite the cws, the actual smut part is admittedly quite vanilla.

Today was warm and bright.

The Sun beamed brilliantly as you basked in its heat, breathing in the distinct scent of the air instead of the accustomed whiff of the chilly weather. Several eyes bore into your direction, and those within hearing range spoke in hushed tones to themselves, either completely ignorant of the fact or purposely doing so.

Call it a hunch or instinct, but you are always most certain you are the subject of their sneaky glances and hush whispers. Especially whenever you are accompanied by the villager's Elders, their gazes harden. As much as they try their best to hide it behind their fake innocent smiles— you knew they were telling gossip about you.

Rumors of this caliber quickly spread like wildfire around your close-knit community. In every community, there was always a person that spoke behind closed doors, and that person was… her.

(R/N) disliked you. She openly admitted it to a fellow villager behind your back whenever she thought you weren't listening. Perhaps, she even hated you for being favored by the Elders. Perhaps, she despises how you were exempt from the physical labors because of it. Therefore, she was the perfect person to get information on the ruckus earlier.

So, you wait…

Spending the rest of the afternoon in your hut, face buried in a book after cleaning the tiny space. The constant ticking of the clock on your wall mildly reminded you of how much time has passed. You remain seated in your lounge, waiting for the surroundings to darken like you've always had – this time to sneak out to gather intel instead of visiting your boyfriend.

You expertly stepped out of your hut without a sound, heading towards a specific location. The skies were littered with a veil of clouds, making it easier to creep up to your destination: the Leader's hut, where the adults have their meetings at midnight. The bushes gave you plenty of cover to stand near an open window as you listened in to (R/N) carelessly informing the Council about the severe problems caused by the God in the sea.

You knew of the God who resides in the sea. Colossal Emperor, as they call it. You've heard stories from the Elders of its large stature and how it can cause rainstorms every time it resurfaces above the sea. You found the tale intriguing, as terrifying as it might sound to a child and the other village folks. You'd always visit the beach where the said God surfaces, hoping to catch a glimpse when it does.

You shook your head, trying to focus on the task at hand. "There's only one way to stop these constant rainstorms, and I suggest we bring an offer." She proposed.

"We can't. We have limited cattle and crops." Countered by another.

"How about a human sacrifice?"

"That's inhumane! Everyone has a role in this village—"

"Besides one." Everyone fell silent, and you immediately knew who she was referring to. "She hasn't contributed to this village like the rest of us have. She served this village for no purposes besides entertaining the Elders."

What she said was the truth. Although, advantages were keeping the Elders company, such as being favored by them and being exempted from physical labor. They were not the ones in charge of this village's community. It was the Council and their Leader, Irihata Nobuteru.

"I agree with bringing an offering for the Colossal Emperor, but," Irihata started, "we mustn't stain our hands with murder." The rest of the Council agreed with the Leader's statement, and there was a slight pause before he broke it. "How about we vote on which approach we should proceed with?"

"Who votes for bringing an offering such as food, cattle, and so? Please raise your hands." Several hands raised their hands, but it was clear that the majority would vote for the next option. "Since the majority didn't raise their hands, is it safe to assume that everybody agreed to offer a living human?" Everyone nodded.

"Let us hope this sacrifice will suffice. We can't afford another rainstorm if this fails." With that, they ended the meeting right there and then.

The following morning came, and two women from the Council were in front of you. It was really quite a sight to behold, watching them squirm and stutter at your front door as they attempt to explain your circumstances that you already knew. The shame and guilt on their faces bring you slight solace for your own sake. You didn't dare interrupt them nor ask for an explanation— you were sure they'd give you pointed and disapproving looks.

The whole village knew you were orphaned, which is why you were close to the Elders, as they were the ones who raised you as their own. Additionally, they knew you didn't have any lover they knew of – making you the perfect sacrifice to offer for the Colossal Emperor.

"… when?" You simply ask, looking down at the ground as you clenched your hands into fists while trembling slightly. A mix of emotions swirled through you: sadness, confusion, frustration, hopelessness, and… rage.

"Tonight, at sunrise." You nodded sadly in understanding before closing the door with a soft thud as you slid down against the door with your hands on your face. You knew it would eventually come to this – it was in a human's nature, after all. To simply discard those who aren't helpful to them. You just didn't know; it would be this quick for them to throw you away.

You spend your morning reflecting on your time here at the village, reliving the memories you shared with the Elders. In the afternoon, you visit them and say your goodbyes after informing them of your fate. These people were the ones who became your parents and family, especially Granny Aoi. You decided to stay there, giving them one last memory before you ultimately disappear from the village and their lives.

Night came faster than you anticipated, and you quickly sneaked out of the Elder's hut when they least expected before walking towards the Leader's hut and knocking on his door. He opened the door, revealing his relatively short yet large build.

"Yes?"

"Just in case, can you promise me that you'll evacuate the Elders and children, taking them as far away as possible?" Your abrupt request seemed to have taken him by surprise. It was unexpected. "This is my only condition."

Irihata reluctantly agreed to your favor, and you left him be for the night. This interaction, however, gave him an unsettling feeling in his gut. It was… as if you knew something that he doesn't, and he can't seem to pinpoint it. Your words stay with him, haunting him until he finally gives in. Irihata woke the Elders and children, telling them to leave the village immediately and to hide in a large cave within the forest until further notice.

Meanwhile, you walked down the beach to visit your boyfriend. This was located underneath a cliff just a few miles away from the village. The Elders have always warned you to avoid that cliff as the Colossal Emperor is said to snatch unsuspecting people there whenever he resurfaces. Yet, he never appears whenever you are there.

But you did meet him there whom you've met purely by chance. It was at night during one of the rainstorms that the said God would cause, and yet, you didn't see a towering monster – what you saw was a man in the water, staring off at the cloudy skies above. You learned that his name was Matsukawa Issei. You're not exactly sure what drew you to him in the first place – he was mysterious and brooding from a distance. Still, with you, he was easy-going and always managed to make you laugh somehow.

A smile forms on your lips as you spot him leaning against the edge of the docks with his lower half submerged in water. "Is it finally the day, my dear?" He asks with a toothy grin when you reach him, and you give a grin of your own in return.

"Indeed, it is, my love."

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The cold rain breeze made you shiver as you woke up, tied up on a wooden post that was promptly embedded into the ground. The rain trickled heavily, covering your surroundings in a thick mist. Despite this, you can still trace multiple silhouettes in front of you. Besides the crashing waves beneath you and the loud rain pouring, you could still make out a… prayer?

In your stunned state, it sounded almost like a ritual. But before you could recover from your daze – the post you were tied to suddenly spun around, knocking the air out of your lungs as you gasped in horror when you faced the cliff edge. The uneasiness in your stomach grows as you stare at your fate.

Will this be the end? Will this really be how I leave this cruel world by being sacrificed to a God I don't believe in?

A sting of pain on your palm managed to bring you back to reality – a warm liquid dripped down from your hand. You could almost whiff the scent of blood through the overpowering combined smell of the earthy soils of the forest nearby and the briny waters of the sea below.

Then, you and your companions hear the sounds of water splashing on the rocks underneath and accompanied by a low roar. Your heart almost jumped out of your chest as you came face-to-face with the humongous anomaly.

"Oh, Colossal Emperor, please accept this humble offering from us, and in exchange, would you be so kind as to ease these rainstorms?"

The creature brought up a clawed limb, tearing through your bindings, before picking you up in its hand and staring at you. The villagers below rejoiced by God's acceptance of their offering; however, they soon realized that the storm wasn't easing away.

Confusion was written on their faces as they watched the Colossal Emperor open its hand and see you stand on its palm with a triumphant smile. Their confusion slowly turns into fear as it lets out a deep growl when it inspects your wounded hand.

You dared lay a finger on her?

It spoke telepathically in their minds. The voice sounded of a male human with a deep and alluring tone. They could also hear the low rumbling noise from its throat as it raises itself more, showing its proper height to the people.

"We've offered you a sacrifice!" A council refuted.

It clicked its tongue. You hurt her.

"It was necessary!"

Was it? It chuckles darkly. How foolish of you to think I control these storms when I simply emerge when it happens? It paused for a second, letting its words sink in. A shame, really. You all could've lived but

Anyone that touches what's mine is punishable… by death.

The rain had ceased, and the sunlight shone brightly through the cracks of the clouds in the sky. There you were in your soaked and mud-covered white dress, standing eerily still at the center of bloodied corpses of the adults and former Council members – except one. You crouched down to Irihata's eye level, his blood-covered body trembled as he stared at (R/N) 's decapitated head at the front of his feet.

"Why?" He asked desperately and almost pathetically in a hoarse tone while looking up at you. You saw the immersed feelings of suffering and anguish in his eyes that were practically eating him alive.

You offer him a kind smile, making him almost forget the whole ordeal. "Because you deserved it, leader."

"For you, death is a mercy you aren't entitled to."

Again, your words echoed in his mind. A forever reminder of his failure to protect his people who were with him as he watched your retreating figure, leaving him there to wallow in his thoughts. You were practically glowing in excitement as you walked back toward your lover at the idea of your new lives together.

He again lowers his palm to the ground, just enough for you to climb onto it. Lifting it up to stare at each other, wordlessly communicating before slowly pushing his torso off the cliff, preparing to take his leave with you.

"Wait!" Irihata yelled, running to the cliff's edge and hoping to catch up on you before you left. But he was too late, both of you – you and the Colossal Emperor vanished with a massive splash before he could even reach the edge.

You two quickly arrived at your stop, just as hasty as you left. Matsukawa settles you down on a beach shore after roughly dragging you underwater. The wet smooth gritty sand beneath you clang onto your bare feet and in its crevasses, making you cringe at the contact before it was washed away by the tide.

"We make a pretty good team, don't we?" You turn to face him, mirroring his twisted grin. "I still can't believe it worked." Although still towering over you like a predator, his current form resembles a human-sized scale and height

This, whichever form he took – either his monster form or his humanoid form, was the man you fell madly in love with and would do anything for him— even dirtying your hands with blood.

"You doubted me?" You gasped dramatically and playfully at his reaction, arching a brow in amusement. He shakes his head while chuckling, making you join him promptly afterward.

"No. Of course not, dear." He starts, "I didn't think it would be this easy. It went just as you told me, step-by-step and bit-by-bit."

The early events were all a part of your plan. It started with a misunderstanding about being exempted from physical labor— you weren't, never was, and never will be. However, you planted a seed of doubt in them by letting them think that you are, and they fell right through your trap. The rest you predicted in due time, planting more lies to grow their hatred and pettiness towards you until it ultimately led to their demise.

Your thoughts are interrupted by his excellent hands cupping your face, making you look up and into his dark-colored eyes— only to be taken aback at the rare display of raw emotions: a mixture of adoration and devotion swelling in his eyes. Unable to look away, you watch him glance between you and your lips.

"May I?" You nodded, and his lips captured yours immediately, making you melt into him. The little, breathy sounds you made were driving him to his limit. He so desperately wants you. Teeth grazing slightly on your bottom lip as he sucks on it, fingers twined into your hair and clenching into a fist, tugging on it slightly and earning an airy gasp from you.

When you part with your lips, Matsukawa instantly shoves his tongue down onto you and expertly explores your mouth for the first time. You pull him closer, removing the little distance between you and him. You found yourself snaking your arms around his neck as his tentacles wrapped around your legs, effectively trapping you.

Matsukawa hurriedly untangles his tentacles around you, lifting you up in his arms with your legs securely hooked around his waist before carrying you over to a rock near the shoreline. He gingerly places you on the rather large flat surface. Goosebumps ghost on your skin upon contact with the rock's cool and smooth texture as he grinds his slightly opened cloaca against your clothed sex.

You whimper into the kiss before pulling away and looking up into his eyes with uncertainty and desire as he peers down at you. "You do not need to worry. Just relax, leave everything to me… Let me take care of you." He says, brushing away a stray strand of hair from your face and pressing soft kisses all over it.

He starts rubbing your shoulders and arms just as you like it, making you relax and sensitive at his touch. You feel an unfamiliar writhing appendage slipped inside your dress, tugging at the collar and revealing your breasts to your lover while another pair grabbed your ankles, spreading your legs more to him. At the same time, he continues to hump against you.

His lips are now on your neck, kissing, licking, sucking, and marking it with love bites. "Mine." Matsukawa said possessively, his lips trailing down as two tentacles groped your now exposed breasts with their suckers, pinching and tugging your nipples.

A gasp ripped from your throat as two more of his tendrils pried your legs apart by your ankles, making your dress hiked up to your hips. Exposing your soaked underwear to your lover's eyes for the first time. Another large one slithered around your waist, keeping you still, while a smaller one pushed your panties to the side.

Instantly, his mouth attaches itself to your dripping cunt, lapping and sucking like a starved man without a care. So pussy drunk on making sure your pussy is fully coated in his saliva. At the same time, he crudely groans, the vibrations shaking you to your core. His only focus is on you, the way you keen and writhe beneath him. Not caring about how obscenely drenched your pussy gets or how roughly you tug on the curly locks of his, practically living for it. "Such a pretty hole… So delectable." Heat rushes throughout your body as he mumbles praise after praise, making you forget your worries and nervousness. And only focus on the newfound pleasure you are experiencing.

His lips moved to your clit, sucking with his tongue. Flicking and twirling around the sensitive nerve, he plunged two fingers inside your entrance, slowly stretching you out. You were already pulsing around him while you let out unfiltered moans, whimpering as he touched every sensitive spot of your gummy walls. He felt you spasm, warning him of your climax. It only takes a few more thrusts to send you over the edge.

But he doesn't stop. Matsukawa continues ripping through orgasm and orgasm, again and again from you. It wasn't until you squirt from overstimulation that he pulled away reluctantly with what little resolved left in him. His longing eyes peer down to see your eyes half shut, your mouth open with drool on the corner of your lips.

"Don't fall asleep now. I'm not done with you yet."

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clairewriteshaikyuuxreader · 1 year

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HQ!! when he is in love with his friend's sweetheart

A distant admirer who loves quietly, gently. He wants nothing but your happiness. So he is careful not to let his true feelings show because he would never forgive himself if he ruined his friendship with you. He will always be there for you, he will lend you his shoulder and his ear and his time, but never to try and take advantage of your vulnerability. He offers the best advice and encourages you to openly communicate with your partner. He loves honestly and purely. And he will continue to do so even when it kills him seeing you in his best friend’s arms.

AKAASHI, KITA, ushijima, sugawara, asahi

A firm believer of “bros before hoes,” because to him, nothing was more important than friendship. He swore nothing major could ever get in between him and his homies (rivalries and spats are still an important part of their lives after all), but then you came along and turned his whole world around. He didn’t think he could love anyone the way you made him love you. But here he was, beaming and prancing like a puppy at the mere mention of you, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling even if he tried. He finds himself doing things he swore he’d never do for anyone, like forcing himself to stay awake to listen to you talk about this weird dream you had about him, buying you random trinkets or food just because, and pretending to like the same show you like even though he doesn’t get its jokes. He loves you more than he thought possible so why…why couldn’t he have met you first?

OIKAWA, ATSUMU, tendou, KUROO, hanamaki, BOKUTO

He loves you so much it hurts, but he values his relationship with his bro. He wants to be supportive–well, he is supportive, so amazingly sweet when he gives you ideas on what to prepare for his best friend’s birthday, when he shares his best friend’s favorite recipes, when he goes and smacks sense into his best friend whenever the man makes you cry. He is supportive, but not. He doesn’t try to sabotage your relationship and he doesn’t want to, but everyday he struggles with guilt. Everyday he can’t help but wait for the idiot to do something, to screw up because as much as he loves the guy, he’s an idiot. And every time he sees you trying to hide how much you’re hurting because of that idiot, he can’t help but think: you deserve more. And the tiniest voice in him would add: I can give you more.

IWAIZUMI, kageyama, hinata, OSAMU, matsukawa, sakusa, suna, KENMA, daichi, nishinoya, yamaguchi

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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"You like it, huh?" he asks even though you're too busy feeling his fingers quicken in you to respond. "Being a mess, I know" he leaves your pussy aside and drags you to the edge of the bed just enough to bend your legs towards your chest and lick the mess he's created with his fingers.

"W-what are you doing?!"

“Cleaning you up" he lies as he sucks and licks all over you until he tastes your second spill.

SUNA, atsumu, kageyama, IWAIZUMI, KONOHA, MATTSUN, semi eita, sakusa

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cielcius · 2 years

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WHEN THE RAIN IS OVER | MATSUKAWA ISSEI

pairings: Matsukawa x g/n!reader

summary: a wordless exchange of exhaustion between two lovers.

from the writer: i miss the rain, pls come back soon

genre: reverse comfort

wc: n/a

notes & warnings: mentions of food, rainstorms, established relationship, word dump, lowercase intended, unedited

matsukawa leans back against the front door, the entirety of his body weight dragging him down a bit before he stands up with a heavy slouch in his shoulders. taking off his shoes feels like the world’s easiest and hardest task, a sigh blowing through him when he finally gets to walk down the hallway of your apartment.

his bag goes here, his coat there. he lets the muscle memory guide him through the motions, the consciousness of his actions barely there until he’s walking down the hall again, where he reaches the open floor plan of the kitchen and living room.

you’re standing at the stove, back to him with a large pot boiling what looks to be soup, fitting for the rainstorm that knocks at the tall living room windows. the scent of the soup wafts through the air, bringing matsukawa’s shoulders down further but in a way where it didn’t feel as if the world had settled upon them. without a word, he walks up behind you to wrap his arms around you, silently thanking the lack of reaction to his sudden appearance as he buries his nose into the crook of your neck.

a verbal exchange is not needed, not wanted, as matsukawa closes his eyes and lets your bodies sway ungraciously to the muffled cries of the rain. he lets go when you motion for bowls, deciding that it was best that he clean himself up and dress himself more for comfort.

when he comes out, hair warm from the hair dryer, you’re waiting for him at the table with the soup. the large pot sits in between and slightly off to the side of the two of you, letting you refill for seconds, thirds, until you’ve filled yourselves warm. you let yourselves leave the dishes in the sink, instead bringing him under the covers of your bed. you tuck him in under thick, fluffy blankets before doing so yourself, closing in to hold him in your arms.

you’re at the perfect height to effortlessly press your lips against his forehead, so you do. gently, you touch skin to skin, and it is only after you do so that you feel the weight on his shoulders slip away and out into the rainstorm.

#tea stained letters 🍵#matsukawa x y/n #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa issei x reader #matsukawa scenarios #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #mattsun x reader #tw food mention #tw food

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cerberuspuppy1 · 1 year

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Haikyuu after watching Wednesday

Seijou edition

• So Oikawa watches it with Iwazumi. • Mattsun and Makki watch it together too. • The four of them led by Oikawa start to dance. Well Mattsun, Makki and Oikawa dance. Iwazumi throws balls at Oikawas head and yells at him to back to practice. • Kindaichi watches and low key wants to join but is scared of Iwazumi. • Kunimi and Yahaba just watch the chaos while slacking off. • Kyotani would have skipped club. Like normal.

#seijou #haikyuu!!#scenarios #oikawa tooru #iwa chan #kyotani kentaro #aoba jōsai #wednesday #kunimi akira #mattsun #kindaichi yūtarō

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suashii · 6 months

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Ooooh, I get to join? 👀 then I'm picking haikyuu and spy au 👀 - salty anon

agency head!kuroo and guy in the chair!mattsun are fighting for your heart!

#₊⊹⁀➴ postcards #yea you get to join!#also i see YOU as the spy in this scenario #kuroo is the boss #and mattsun is your support #also mattsun panels are so hard to find 💀

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cloudzoro · 3 months

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Kink Discovery | haikyuu ♡

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individual reaction/headcanon scenarios on kink discovery with haikyuu characters!

reaction/headcanon requests for jjk, one piece, haikyuu, fmab & death note (male & female characters) are OPEN!

jjk vers | op vers | masterlist

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genre: smut (minors dni)

characters included: aran, atsumu, daichi, mattsun, tsukki, ukai, bokuto, tendo

cw: drunk sex (atsumu), public sex, facefucking, deepthroating, dom!tendou, biting, spitting, marking, jealousy, ukai is kind of a meanie, fem!reader

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Aran Ojiro - lingerie

When you wake up on your birthday, Aran has already left for work. There's a small gift bag sitting on the dresser, stuffed with tissue paper. Beneath all the tissue paper sits a cute lacy lingerie set and a note.

Happy birthday, baby. I'm only working a half shift today. Be ready when I get back.

- your loving husband

You spend the rest of the morning getting ready, excited for what the second half of your birthday will bring you. The lingerie set fits perfectly; Aran has been adamant about knowing your size in everything when you first started dating. You feel sexy in it, and knowing that your husband wants to see you in it, you take some mirror selfies. You put effort into finding the sexiest poses and position yourself so your husband can see multiple angles. You sort through your favourites and send them to him with a message asking when he'll be home. He responds immediately, telling you to sit pretty and wait for him to be home soon.

It doesn't take long for Aran to get home. As soon as you hear the door click shut behind him, you exit the bedroom and meet him face-to-face. He takes a second to look you up and down.

“The pictures don't do you justice,” he says, pulling you into a kiss and patting your thigh. You jump at his signal, wrapping your legs around him, and your big, strong husband carries you back to your bedroom. Initially, Aran bought the lingerie because he knows it makes you feel sexy. He always thinks you look beautiful in it, but he never went as crazy over it as he feels now. He drops you down to the mattress and removes his shirt.

“Happy birthday, sweet girl,” he says, leaning down to kiss you again. He kisses around the edge of the lace on your chest and down to the waistband of your panties. He showers you in compliments, letting you know how much of a goddess you are to him and how he worships the ground you walk on. He pulls your panties to the side instead of sliding them down your leg. “I'm not ready to take these off yet”, he says before diving in and flicking his tongue against your clit.

Atsumu Miya - public

Atsumu backs you against the door of the club bathroom, refusing to part from your lips as he reaches for the lock. He told you before you even left the house, there's no way he'd ever be able to behave himself around you in that dress. One of his hands wraps around your waist, pulling you closer to his body, and the other slips underneath the skirt of your dress.

“You look so good”, he growls. He moves his kisses down to your neck. You're so worked up by the combination of alcohol and lust in your system. His hand dips into your underwear and he groans against your skin when he feels how wet you are. He kisses your lips again and walks you over to the sink. He turns you around to face the mirror, and you stumble forward slightly, angled over the sink. Atsumu pushes you further over the sink. “Love seeing you like this.”

He's quick and desperate when he pulls your underwear down your legs. He waits for you to kick them away so he can pick them up and tuck them into his jeans pocket. He unbuttons his jeans and pulls his cock free, lining it up with your pussy. When he pushes into you, Atsumu moans louder than expected; the walls of your pussy always seem to unravel him.

“Quiet tsumu, someone might hear us” Your plea, however, only makes Atsumu louder as he pictures one of his friends walking in on the two of you.

“And what if they did, huh? What if someone walked in to see me fucking this pretty pussy? I'd keep going, let ‘em watch. Would you like that?” You hear him growl under his breath when you nod in response.

You look up at his face in the mirror's reflection and see a grin plastered on his. He lifts one of your legs, using the counter to support it, and pulls the rest of your body upright. You turn your head to look at him properly, and he immediately kisses your lips, pushing his tongue into your mouth. His hips pick up speed, and he gets rougher with you, desperate to make you cum. When you start whining that you're close, Atsumu moves his hand that was holding your leg to play with your clit, getting you closer and closer to cumming.

“scream for me, baby, let everyone out there know I'm fucking you good.”

Daichi Sawamura - facefucking

Daichi returns home from work, and within seconds, you're standing in the entryway, waiting to throw yourself into his arms. It's late in the evening, but you don't mind; all you want is to see your husband. After he takes his jacket off and hangs it up, he looks you in the eye and steps towards you. He reaches out, and you waste no time pulling him into a kiss. His arms wrap around you, squeezing you as tight to him as you can get.

“I missed you today. Sorry I'm home so late”, he sighs after pulling away, touching his forehead against yours. You cup his face and push him back slightly to see his face properly. Daichi stares at you with tired eyes, struggling to focus on you.

“I missed you too. How about we get you to bed so we can spend the day together tomorrow?” you say, running a hand through his hair. He shakes his head in protest, leaning back in to kiss you. You smile into the kiss. You drag him into the living room and tell him to sit on the sofa. He groans as you drop to your knees in front of him. He reaches down to unbutton his trousers, and you swat his hands away.

“let me take care of you,” you say, doing it for him.

“You're so good to me, baby”, he groans as you lick up his cock. You take his cock into your mouth, and he loudly moans. He's too tired to keep his composure, so his hips buck up into your mouth. You try to push your mouth as far down as it will go. “don't take all of me if you can't do it, baby; this already feels insane”, he says. You ignore his words and relax your throat. His tip hits the back of your throat, and you gag slightly. The strangled noise Daichi makes is unlike anything you've heard from him before. He pulls you off his cock, panting loudly.

“Is everything OK?” you ask, voice tired and raspy. Your husband smiles at you, nodding his head.

“Perfect baby, I just - let me fuck your face,” he says. “Please”, he adds. You nod, opening your mouth for him. His hand grabs the back of your hair, holding you in place and thrusting his hips up into your mouth. The tight feeling of your throat has him cumming the quickest he ever has. You swallow everything he gives you, and he watches you in awe. He tucks himself back into his trousers and pulls up onto his lap.

“Was that good?” you ask, and he laughs at the ridiculousness of your question.

“I'm barely even functioning right now. You were perfect. Give me a few minutes to recuperate, and we can go to bed.”

Issei Matsukawa - marking

Mattsun wishes he could control his jealousy problem. He knows you would never cheat, but seeing you laughing away with his friends leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. He knows it shouldn't bother him, but when you give Makki a goodbye hug and wish him happy birthday, it makes his skin crawl.

When he finally gets you home, he immediately pulls you to the bedroom, growling under your breath about how he's so much better than stupid Makki. You roll your eyes at his muttering, but you're not going to complain when he's channelling his jealousy into fucking you.

It doesn't take long before you're on your back, legs wrapped around Mattsuns waist as his cock stretches you. You claw at his back as he buries his face in your neck, fucking you slow and deep.

“You're mine. I'm gonna mark you up, maybe then my friends will remember you're taken” Your neck muffles his voice, but the raspy tone of his voice still makes you whimper. He attaches his lips to your neck, teeth grazing the skin and sucks a pretty mark into your neck. When he's finished, he leans back to look at the mark. He's overcome with the urge to add more, so he does. He continues slowly rocking his hips and sectioning his mouth over any patch of skin he can get to.

When he's finally done, your neck and shoulders are covered in very obvious red and purple marks. Feeling satisfied and accomplished, he picks up his pace. His large hands grip the back of your thighs and push your legs up to your chest. He fucks your harder, eyes flickering from your marked up chest to your blissed out face.

“You're so fucking pretty”

Kei Tsukishima - Spitting

The two of you are at a house party. Tsukki stands in the kitchen chatting to Kyotani, and you cling to his side. He looks good, and you can't help teasing him. He tries not to give in because he's in public, but when you wait for Kyotani to get another drink and lean up to whine in his ear, his patience wanes. He grabs your hand and drags you into the nearest bedroom.

“You're so needy,” Says Tsukki, pushing his hands into your panties. “You seriously couldn't wait until we went home?.” His words may sound harsh, but there's a smile on his face as he kisses you. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth has your mind going hazy. You don't even register your words until they leave your mouth.

“spit on me”, you whine, opening your mouth for him. He pauses to think it over, it's the first time you've ever requested him to spit on you. He obliges, spit landing on your tongue, then reconnects your lips. He pushes his fingers inside you as his kisses get messier. He has you pressed against his friend's bedroom wall, fingering you and you cling to him.

“if you're good and cum for me now, I'll take you home and fuck you properly.” he growls moving his kisses to your neck. “I'll be as nasty as you want me to be. I'll spit on that pretty pussy before I eat it. I'll make a real mess of you” He's usually mouthy during sex but he's never dirty talked like this before. You're both desperate and he grinds against your leg as he works you to your orgasm.

You cum almost immediately, legs shaking as he holds you upright. He kisses you, sucking on your tongue as he lets you ride out your orgasm. He sucks his fingers into his mouth and walks out of the party, not even bothering to say goodbye to the host. He has something much more appealing in his mind.

Keishin Ukai - begging

Keishin leans back against the sofa, staring at you with a smug grin on his face as you ride his cock. In the heat of an argument, you had told him you didn't need him to get off, that you could do all the work yourself. After talking through your petty argument, he found the comment lingering in his head so he decided to prove you wrong. He kissed all over your pretty skin, spoke soft words and got you all worked up, only to sit back and tell you that if you want to cum then you have to do it yourself or take back what you said. You, ever the stubborn type, accepted his terms and took the reins for once. His cock feels so good, reaching all the deepest spots inside you.

“feels so good” Your voice comes out as an airy whine, and your boyfriend tries his best to keep his composure as you clench around him. Your hand presses into his bare shoulders to use as leverage to keep your hips moving. After a few minutes, the muscles in your thighs start to burn, and you slow down, choosing to grind down on him instead of bounce. Keishin notices what you're doing and laughs, trying his best not to show you how affected he is.

“I thought you could do it all yourself. What's wrong, baby?” he asks condescendingly. Your thighs shake slightly as you will yourself to keep moving. “If you want me to take over, all you have to do is tell me how much you need me”, He says in a smug sing-song voice. You groan, you don't want to admit defeat, but if your boyfriend doesn't put you on your back and fuck your brains out, then you might combust.

“Please, Keishin”, you beg, “I need you so bad. Want you to pin me down and fuck me” He's never heard you beg before, but the way your voice trembles when like you're so desperate for him you're going to cry flips a switch inside him, and he happily turns you so you're laying with your back against the sofa cushions.

“Don't you worry, baby I got you.”

Kotaro Bokuto - size kink

Your boyfriend's size was always a major turn-on for you, but he never gave your size difference much thought until now. Bokuto has you in his arms, fucking you against the wall.

“You take me so well, pussy was made for me”, He moans in your ear. You hold on to him the best you can as he stretches you out. The way your pussy is clenching around him has him seeing stars.

“You're so big, Kou”, you whine, and he almost cums on the spot. He's used to compliments about the size of his muscles, but the way you cry out about the size of his cock and struggle to take him full ignites a different kind of fire within him.

“You can take me; you always do”, he growls. He's always sensitive, your tight pussy brings him to the edge fast, but he tries to hold off as he makes you cum with him. His grip tightens around you as he puts you on the bed. He leans over you fucking you harder. He dwarfs you in size, which is made clearer by the way you're hidden in his shadow. If someone were to walk in, they might not even see you. His size makes him feel like he can protect you no matter what and fuels his pride. His words are slurred and garbled together as his hips rut wildly into you. You're both close, and it doesn't take long for you to cum. Bokuto follows soon after, unable to withstand the way your pussy pulses around his huge cock, and he fills you up with cum.

“Fuck”, you groan, dragging out the vowel. “Sometimes it scares me how much you stretch me out. You're too big,” you whine, clenching around him again. He hasn't moved from inside you, opting instead to squish you slightly. You don't miss the way his cock twitches when he compliments your size. “round two?” you ask, pulling his head up so he can look you in the eyes.

“I thought you said I was too big?” he asks playfully. He lifts himself back up to his forearms and pulls you into a sweet kiss, rocking his hips into you again.

Satori Tendou - biting

Tendou has always been a bit wild in the bedroom, and he's never afraid to bring things up with you, so when he asks mid-stroke if he can sink his sharp teeth into your skin, you don't hesitate to say yes.

He has you positioned face down, ass up. Your face is squished against the sheets as Tendou holds you down by your hair. He fucks you slow and hard to begin with, building you up to an orgasm, then holding still and tearing it away from you. You can feel his breath on your shoulder blade; he occasionally presses sloppy kisses there or lets his teeth scrape against your skin, but he has yet actually to bite down. You know it's coming, and the anticipation is making you restless that, combined with the frustration of a denied orgasm, almost has you in tears.

“‘Tori” you whine, and he softly shushes you.

“It's ok, angel. I'll make you come soon I promise” he coos, pressing another kiss to your back. His hips speed up and you feel the coil tighten in your stomach. He pays close attention to your reactions and just when you get lost in the feeling of your impending orgasm he leans down and bites the skin of your shoulder blade. The sudden sting makes heat fill your body as you cum. Your legs shake and your boyfriend's skilled hands rub soothe your tired muscles. The feeling of sinking his teeth into you is ingrained in his brain and he admires the mark on your back as you catch your breath.

“That was incredible” you breathe out, cutting yourself off with a moan when Tendou runs his tongue over the teeth marks in your skin.

“You're incredible” He smiles before kissing your shoulder again.

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