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dejwrites · 2 years

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❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ meian's milf fan club ⠀ 〳 ⠀ m.shugo ‵ ❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) the things you'll do for an autograph for your son.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — happy mother's day to the moms with children out there, the moms who have pets, the moms who are plant moms, the people that got babies on sims 4, the older siblings that had to pick up the motherly role. hope y'all enjoy your day.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — female anatomy reader, her/she pronouns, reader is going through a divorce, mentions of volleyball games, tie usage, meian is a milf chaser, fingering, slight crack at the end, cumeating, dirty talk, flirty!meian, slight power dynamic, mentions of reader having a landing strip, toxic!meian, power dynamic (meian makes reader work for that autograph wink wink), , wc; 4k, collab entry for @ry0m3n the milf collab event. minors dni !!

YOU WOULD WALTZ AROUND YOUR ROOM SEARCHING FOR THE PAIR OF HEELS YOU WERE WEARING TONIGHT. Your hand tugged on the diamond studs as your eyes were scanning the master bedroom of your home. Something that was filled with many memories of your soon-to-be ex-husband. Your best friend was in your bedroom flipping through a magazine, occasionally glancing up from the magazine to watch you change into different dresses. She didn’t particularly understand why you were panicking to find the perfect dress. It was only a sports gala that you were attending with your soon-to-be ex-husband.

Weird right? Your husband was a huge thing when it came to sports. After all, he owned a company of sports drinks that were promoted and used by every professional sport you can think of. The glitz and glamour of being married to him started as an open book fairytale. However, as years went on the marriage only got darker. The cheating, the lies, you name it. You pushed forward wanting to only stay together for the sake of your six-year-old son, but you couldn’t endure the pain anymore. Filing for divorce was the only option. Which to your shock, your husband took it quite well. He most likely was waiting for you to bring it up. But due to your husband's huge image, he was willing to make the divorce super easy for you. With spousal support, you get to keep the house, and all the glitz, and glamour. As long as you kept the divorce on the low. Which meant still pretending to be his happy wife as you attended your last public outing together.

You would twirl around the blue dress, the velvet fabric contrast your skin so well and the high slit in it exposed your smooth right leg. You would give your best friend a subtle smile, “Is the slit too much?” You asked as you blinked at them a couple of times. You rubbed your lipstick-colored lips together waiting for a response.

“The slit is fine, you’re about to put me and him to sleep if you change one more time,” Your best friend said as she motioned to your son who was laying his head on her lap while he played with his Nintendo Switch. “Plus, your husband—I mean soon-to-be ex-husband is waiting downstairs.” She says.

“Right…” Your voice trailed off as you went to go put on your heels and grab your clutch. You would give yourself one last glance in the full body mirror.

“Remember what I said,” Your son chirped up as he looked at you. He sat up off his godmother’s lap to give you some cheeky grin.

When you looked at him, you hated to admit that he stole his whole face from his father. Even down to the subtle dimple that poked out when he smiled at you. “If that volleyball player is there, I should get his autograph. Yeah, yeah. I remember kiddo.” You would give a kiss on the cheek that he would wipe off.

“He isn’t just that volleyball player mom. He’s Meian Shugo! Say it with me now, Meian Shugo.” Your son commented as he looked at you with so much excitement in his eyes.

You would only hum in response tugging on your wedding ring. It felt so odd wearing the diamond ring that glistened in every Instagram photo you posted of yourself. Perhaps, it was because the love was no longer there when you wore it. “Just be on your best behavior okay?” You would blow one last kiss at him before disappearing out of the room.

Your quick strides down to the living room where your husband was on the phone with his publicist. He didn’t even notice you were walking downstairs. You mentally knew how this night was going to pan out. You walk the red carpet together, take a couple of pictures, and then he disappears for the whole night until he was ready to go. When he finally ended the call, he still didn’t take much effort to notice your beauty as you were dolled up.

“We’re already late, so let’s go!” was the only thing he said before leading the way outside the mansion you resided in.

“Asshole.” You uttered under your breath following behind him like a puppy.

The glitz and glamour of the gala were obviously on full display when you entered the venue. You had seen so many familiar faces that have been in the sports industry, but your eyes were focused on trying to find a certain volleyball player. You clutched onto your husband's arm with a fake smile, saying greetings to people who saw the two of you. You didn’t care to fake smile in these people's faces, especially considering that a lot of them were beyond fake and talked about each other.

The wives hated the girlfriends. The girlfriends hated the wives. The men attempted to out flex each other when in reality they were in debt or avoiding paying their rightful amount of taxes. And god forbid a sports player brought their notorious side chick to the event. Your husband stopped in front of the table where many wives sat, you gave him the most pleading look.

“I promise to come to check up on you,” He kisses your temple before letting the grip he had on you go.

“Y/N!” One wife said as she held up her glass.

You could tell she was drunk as she slurred her words. You sat down at the table, crossing your smooth legs over one enough. You were mentally preparing yourself for the gossip you were about to hear. “So did you ladies hear? Those fine volleyball players are here?” One wife gushed.

You leaned forward with curiosity, “Really? Which ones?”

You watched another wife's eyebrows raised at you, “The Black Jackals, do they pique your interest?”

“My son is a fan of one of them.” You said. “I promised to get an autograph. Meian Shugo. My son can’t get enough of the guy.”

You watched as the table grew quiet and sipped on the expensive champagne. “Oh, you ladies gossip about everything else and now want to be quiet. Cat got your tongue?”

It took you time to realize that the ladies grew quiet because the one man whose name fluttered off your tongue was walking towards the table right now. “He’s a milf chaser Y/N and he’s heading right our way.” One of the wives finished their drink with quickness and quickly fixed her dress. More specifically, pushing her cleavage up some.

“And this is my cue to work my magic,” You smiled at them before you pushed yourself out of your seat.

Your quick motion nearly caused you to bump into the tall volleyball player, but you regain your composure with a quickness. Instantly extending your hand exposing the diamond ring on your wedding finger, “Mr. Shugo, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Y/N L/N. My son is a huge fan of yours.”

You felt his soft lips kiss the back of your palm and instantly your skin grew hot at the sudden motion. But as you could feel the stares from the other wives burning at your backside, you quickly removed your hands. If you were pretending to still be married to your husband, you wouldn’t have allowed that. You purposely exposed the hand with the wedding ring and he didn’t even care.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too. I’m so honored to be endorsed by your husband’s company,” Meian respectfully admitted. “Let’s talk more in private.” He said as he smiled at you.

You hated to admit that this man was extremely attractive. Seeing his foolish smile on his face caused your words to trap in the back of your throat. You returned the smile before accepting his arm to talk in private, glancing back at the other wives as they gave you a thumbs up and were egging your behavior on.

When you and Meian were in a more secluded area, he grabbed two glasses of champagne from a server rushing by you two. Your back pressed against the wall as you looked at him, completely caged in by the volleyball player while you sip on champagne. You didn’t understand why your eyes darted around the room searching for your husband, he didn’t even bother to compliment how beautiful you looked. So why were searching for his eyes to find you a corner with Meian Shugo?

“I’ve noticed, you introduced yourself without your husband’s last name,” He pointed out.

Your lips formed a straight line as you just noticed what you had said minutes ago. “It’s a habit, you won’t understand since you’re not married.” You countered.

“Hmm, okay.” He said. “But you would think you two would be together during this event, I originally wanted to speak with him about the endorsement he gave my team,” Meian explained.

Your eyebrows raised at him, “Endorsement?”

“Yeah, I just signed the contract like three weeks ago. He was the one that granted my team invitations to this event.”

Your husband didn’t tell you this and you felt some type of way. He was well aware of the endorsement and had a three-week span to grant your son’s wishes to get an autograph from Meian. For some reason, that had your blood boiling. You chugged the rest of your champagne as a waiter walked by you, and you stopped the young gentleman with a quickness. You placed your glass on his tray and grabbed a napkin off of it and the pen that was poking out of his red-colored vest pocket. You then motioned to Meian, “My son’s a huge fan and I promise him an autograph. It’s the least you could do since my husband’s company endorse your team.”

You heard a deep chuckle from Meian as he stared at the pen and napkin like it was a foreign object. It was as if you read his mind because instantly, you cut him off with a question. “You want something in return?”

“Maybe.” He said with a cheeky grin on his face.

Now it was time for you to let out a chuckle, “So, the rumors are true. You chase after married moms.” You rolled your eyes as you crumpled up the napkin.

“I wouldn’t say chase, they come to me first,” Meian shrugged as he looked at you.

A shiver went down your spine as you could tell he was drinking in your sultry looks. It was as if he was undressing you with his charming eyes. “And I’m not chasing you, it was a pleasure talking to you Mr. Shugo.” You gave him a fake smile as you pushed by him, but you felt him grab a hold of your wrist to tug you back.

“Meet me in the parking lot in about ten minutes if you want the autograph,” Meian says giving you a wink before he let you go.

As you searched through the venue for your husband, your fingertips kept brushing against your wrist where Meian’s firm grip once was on. Perhaps, if your husband saw you, he would give some fake reassurance to talk you out of the scandalous thoughts of even falling for Meian Shugo’s temptation. When you saw him communicating with some men, you attempted to intrude in. Grasping onto his arm like the trophy wife you were supposed to be, but he completely rejected you. Swatting your hand away like an annoying fly. You felt your cheeks heat up in pure embarrassment as the men that were conversing with your husband would sip their alcohol awkwardly.

You didn’t even bother to excuse yourself before you detach yourself from the group. Your newest mission is to find Meian in the parking lot as quickly as possible. You pushed the door open, your eyes scanning around the parking lot filled with luxury cars. However, Meian wasn’t anywhere to be in sight. Perhaps, he found another lonely mother to pester in the event. Perhaps, it was time for you to call it a night. Your plan of being a trophy wife wasn’t going particularly right and the mission for an autograph was going downhill also.

“Wow, you beat me out here.” Meian’s voice boomed behind you.

You stared at him before speaking, “I’m just here for the autograph. However, I know with you it will have some price towards it and extra money added to your endorsement deal isn’t the price you’re referring to.”

As the two of you walked towards his car, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of your red bottom heels clicking against the ground. “That is true. My autographs have a very particular price when it comes to pretty women.”

“This could be a huge lawsuit one day, goodbye to your career.” You huffed.

“This could be a huge shit show for your image, goodbye to your marriage.” Meian mocked. “Or is your marriage already falling apart, Y/N?”

You couldn’t let him get under your skin like this. “Oh screw you!” You said. “What exactly do you want Meian?” You crossed your arms over your chest glaring at him. “Do you get a hard-on fucking married women? Or moms? Or moms who need autographs?” Your hand went up to toy with his black tie.

His teeth grazed at his lower lip before he’s speaking once again, “All of the above. You just fall in all three categories. I’m not asking for much, but let me make you feel good, Y/N.” His fingers brushed against your forearms.

You couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes at the volleyball player in front of you. The crisp air in the parking lot caused a shiver to travel down your spine. You couldn’t believe you were about to do this. The smug look on Meian’s face as he was leaning against his white Model X Tesla. The black-tie that complimented his nicely tailored suit was loosened up as he shoved his hands in his slacks. “So what do you say?” He asked.

“Only fingering, okay?” You asked. Your eyes were more or so challenging the volleyball player in front of you. “That’s it!” Your perfectly manicured fingers drove into his broad chest.

You watched as his hands went up in defense before speaking, “Fine with me, unless you ask for more.”

The sound of his car was unlocked, he opened the door for you. Before you stepped into the luxury car, you reached under your dress to take your underwear off. You felt the crispy air hit your cunt before you climbed into the car. The temporary memory of your college days of climbing in the back seat of one of your flings cars. The adrenaline that was rushing through your veins caused your heart to speed up. In your mind, you were doing something that could make your son happy. However, the consequences of your actions would be huge if anyone saw the two of you together.

The sound of the door slamming behind your frame caused you to relax on the seats below your body. Your panties were in the palm of your hand as you were taking in your surroundings of the car. You’ve been in a Tesla before considering your husband owned two, but you still felt like you were in a foreign atmosphere. It was as if you were in Meian’s world just by the scent of his car. You were glad that the windows to his car were tinted, but you were sure just by the few minutes of knowing him, he would roll the windows down just so anyone passing by could hear your subtle moans of his name.

When you heard the door open once again, Meian’s climbing in tugging off the jacket of his suit and his tie. You took note of how focused he was doing such a simple task, especially considering that he was about to finger you.

“You might want to roll up your dress a bit, don’t want it to get ruined,” Meian commented.

“It’ll be okay due to the slit, plus...I had already taken off my underwear,” You had opened your once closed fist showing him the black lace thong you previously were wearing.

“Whatever you say,” Meian warned. “I’m just letting you know that I’m really good at what I do. I don’t mind messing up the seats of my car because I can always get in clean—”

“And I can always get this dress redesigned for me,” You pointed out. “Let’s just get this over with since you want to gloat ever so wonderfully about what you do.” You did air quotes on the ‘what you do’ part of your comment.

“Fine, give me your wrist and come sit on my lap,” Meian said.

Although he didn’t raise his voice at you, his words came out like a command. Perhaps, that was his captain instincts coming out. You went to fuss, but you knew that would only delay how quickly you wanted the situation to end. You climbed into Meian’s lap, once again getting a whiff of his scent. It was different from your husband’s usual expensive cologne. It was new, addicting actually. You extended your wrist waiting for Meian’s next move.

A subtle gasp escaped your mouth when you felt him tie his tie around your wrist to bound them together. It wasn’t tight enough to leave a bruise, but it was tight enough for you to not get out of it. “Is this necessary?” You asked.

You felt Meian’s fingertips tracing alongside your leg, inching closer and closer to the inside of your thighs. He completely ignored your curious question before you melted into his soft touch of rubbing at your folds. Your eyes fluttered closed as you indulged in Meian’s soft touch. Your teeth nibbled at the skin on your lower lip feeling Meian collect the slick in between your thighs.

“Look at you already wet,” Meian said while his index and middle finger rubbed at your clit. “I didn’t even touch you before.”

The feeling of his fingertips rubbing at your clit caused a chill to travel down your spine and your thighs to tremble while you were in his lap. When your thighs attempted to close running away from indecent touch, Meian’s hands pushed them apart once again. “Just let me take care of you.” His words whispered into your ear.

Perhaps it was bizarre to exchange sexual favors for an autograph, any other parent would shun you for your behavior. However, the feeling of Meian’s digits swirling around your puffy lips pushed you into a new mindset. Maybe, you should indulge in the temporary pleasure of Meian Shugo. When you let a moan slip out your mouth, it was like a switch went off in Meian’s head. It was like a green light for him to finally do what he bragged to you about.

The intense feeling of Meian’s index and middle finger pushing itself into your cunt caused your heart to skip a beat. Your voice croaked in your throat and your breathing grew uneasy. With the pornographic squelching sound that bounced off the interior of the corn, your thighs shook aggressively once you felt Meian quicken the pace of fingering you. With each pounce forward with his fingers, you found your hands reaching to push them away.

You now understood why he used his tie to tie your wrist together. You were completely vulnerable to the intense pleasure you were enduring. Your eyes water as you coughed up sultry moans with each thrust of his fingers. You felt his lips brush against the side of your neck. Meian littered hot kisses among your neck before you felt his breath tickle the bridge of your earlobe. “It feels good, huh?” He questioned.

You nodded frantically like a desperate school girl. You leaned into his touch, your hips rocking into his fingers for more friction. The burning pit in your stomach was aching to put out. Feeling Meian add another finger caused your whimpers to grow louder. “Tell me Y/N, does your husband make you feel like this?”

You felt his fingers remove themselves from your drooling cunt. His fingers once again rub at your sensitive bud. “Answer me.”

“No, not—“ Your whimpers interjected your words. “Not like he used to.”

You could feel that Meian’s lips curled into a devious smirk as he rubbed at your clit some more until you were forced to be pushed over the edge. Your orgasm sputters out like a busted pipe. Your toes curled while Meian rubbed in a circular motion through your orgasm. Vision going blurry and chest rising aggressively, you never felt like this before.

Your soon-to-be ex-husband didn’t touch you like this. You exhaled breathless pants as your body seemed to fall back into Meian’s chest. Your eyesight slowly came back to you as you were trying to regain the little bit of movement in your legs. Your legs felt like you have been running a marathon and finally finished at the finish line. The mess on the seat caused your cheeks to radiate so much heat as you let out a sigh. “So, I’m expecting autographed gear to be sent to my house in twenty-four hours. You can contact my assistant on Instagram about my P.O. Box information.” You expressed.

You had searched for your lace panties that were carelessly thrown on the floor during the fingering session. You could feel your cunt pulse at the sight of Meian’s fingers in his mouth tasting your cum. You let out a sigh before grabbing your heels and stepping out of the car.

“I’ll do you better, I’ll even do a house visit. Just for you,” Meian says as he stepped out of the car. Your eyes couldn't help but travel down at how hard he was.

You weighed out the options mentally. Your husband did say he wanted the divorce to be on the down-low, which you knew any gossip going around that you were sneaking around with a volleyball player could be trouble. Perhaps, this was the excitement you needed in your life at the moment. Especially years of being touch deprived by that same husband that wants the divorce to be done under the table. But those words by the other wives you socialized with just were lingering in the back of your mind. Your lipstick-covered lips turned into a smirk before speaking, “The autographs will be just fine. I would hate to be in debt with you, Meian Shugo.”

“It’s more of a two-way deal. Your son gets to see his favorite volleyball player, I get to see you. We both win in this situation.” Meian explained as he was fixing himself.

You let out a chuckle, “In your dreams Number 4.” You shrugged as you smiled at him before twirling around and disappearing behind the multiple cars in the parking lot, leaving a stunned Meian to deal with his lingering thoughts and even harder boner.

Later on that night, Meian sat in his hotel room with a black sharpie in hand as he was autographing different things, he heard his phone bing. Then he heard multiple notifications. It was either him being involved in some weird gossip or the group chat being active at like three in the morning.

[ BLACK JACKALS GROUP CHAT. ]

HINATA: where did you disappear off to? BOKUTO: boning someone’s mom, that’s where he disappeared off to. SAKUSA: you’re sick if that’s true MEIAN: 🤧🤧🤧🤧 ATSUMU: who was it this time? one day their husbands are going to jump you MEIAN: that one guy who owns that sports drink company HINATA: the one that gave the speech tonight? 🤔 SAKUSA: the one we all just got endorsed by? 🤔 ATSUMU: okay, if we lose our endorsement because of you, we will jump you!! MEIAN: don’t worry, it was a one and done thing BOKUTO: i have a serious question HINATA: oh brother… BOKUTO: landing strip, not waxed at all, or completely bald?ATSUMU: dude! MEIAN: landing strip

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universalistotalis · 2 years

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One Minute Girlfriend BONUS PART

This is a continuation of this story so ya gotta read this first 😙😙😙

“You know, you run fast.” Meian Shugo whispered randomly on one lazy Sunday afternoon.

“What?” You looked up at him, chin resting on his chest. You were both laying down on the bed, binging on some sci-fi series on Netflix.

His long, slender fingers played with your hair then caressed your back. “I wanted to ask for your name, because you knew mine, but I had no idea what yours was.”

“I’m sorry, what are we talking about?” You, now, balanced yourself on your elbows to get a good look at your husband.

“You forgot our first meeting?” He pouted, looking offended at your answer.

You chuckled then pecked his puckered lips. “You have to be certain, baby. I ran a lot of times.”

He snorted, rubbing his nose with yours. “You hide so well too. I couldn’t find you no matter how hard I tried. And when I finally did, you wanted to run away again.”

“Hey, for the record, you can be really intimidating.” You defended.

“That was me trying to know you.” He laughed, squeezing you tight. “I wanted to know you better, I didn’t know why but I was drawn to you in some way.”

“You were drawn to a girl who went out of the bathroom. How romantic.” You said sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes. “Stop ruining the moment. You married me anyway.”

You chuckled and lied down on his chest, squeezing your way into the crook of his neck. “I wanted to introduce myself too, you know. But I thought you wouldn’t really care. You’ve inspired me so much even when you were my idol so I was just really happy I could help you at that moment. I owe you a lot as well. Your love for the sport actually inspired me to love what I did for a living. Also, I didn’t want you thinking that I was taking advantage of you or anything.”

The room was filled with comfortable silence with your synchronized breathing disturbing the quiet. One thought occupied both of your minds and it was that you were both so thankful you found each other again.

“Damn, you really love me, don’t you?” He murmured against your hair.

That garnered him a slap on the arm. “Way to go ruin the moment too!”

“I couldn’t imagine a life without you anymore. Don’t wanna go back to when I didn’t have you.” He said then pulled you in for a deep kiss.

And holy damn, he really does love you too.

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I have read so many fics of this man and I loved him to bits! But he’s always like a fuckboy or something so here, I present you, soft boi Meian Shugo. I’m a sucker for all softies, forgive me.

More stories soon! Hope you like this!

Reblogs and replies are appreciated 😉

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ridiculouslly-ridiculous · 11 months

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Thinking about my oblivious beefy boyfie 😔

Various aged up! HQ characters x Fem! Reader

^^not a suggestion. I will NOT hesitate to block you if I see that you are a minor or an ageless blog. Put your age in your bio or consider yourself blocked. I blocked well over 20 ageless blogs last time I posted smut.

Oblivious boyfie! who doesn’t realize how fucking hung he is

Oblivious boyfie! whose cock you take so well every time he fucks you into oblivion

Oblivious boyfie! who doesn’t realize the only reason you take him so well is because he makes sure to properly eat you out and make you cum at least once before he drills his cock into you

Oblivious boyfie! who has only been with you and has fallen madly in love with you and your pussy

Oblivious boyfie! who doesn’t realize he’s above average size and girth until his friends see it while he was changing

Oblivious boyfie! whose friends have to break the news to him

Oblivious boyfie! who nonchalantly tells his friends that you, his pretty little girlfriend, takes it with such ease so he always thought he was average

Oblivious boyfie! whose friends get jealous of your boyfriend for many reasons: 1, his size; 2, that he has you

Oblivious boyfie! whose friends also feel their cocks twitch imagining you, their best friends sweet girlfriend, taking your boyfriends fat cock and imagining how well you could take theirs

Oblivious boyfie! whose friends now have to avoid you for a while

Oblivious boyfie! whose friends have no idea they could never fuck you the way your boyfriend can

Oblivious boyfie! who fucks you til you’ve at least cummed on his cock twice, and maybe squirted

Oblivious boyfie! who matches your drive, energy, and always knows the right things to say to have you creaming all over his cock

Oblivious boyfie! who might’ve been the only cock you’ve ever taken, but it’s the only one you can ever see yourself needing

Bokuto, Osamu, Daichi, Ushijima, Meian, Ukai, Aone, Asahi, Iwazumi, your beefy fave <3

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sleepyymc · 1 year

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eating you out.

warnings — female bodied reader, oral sex, overstimulation

a/n just some thoughts :P

your pleasure is priority. would absolutely LOVE eating you out- have you relaxed and sprawled out on his bed, gripping his hair or his pillow. lapping up your juices, hands running up your thighs, reaching for your tits, or just holding your legs down.

his hips rubbing and rutting into his mattress, the sheets pressing against his dick so well as he sucks on your clit, humming at the calls of his names. he doesn’t mind getting messy. sticking his tongue as deep as he can, twisting and squeezing your nipples as he runs his tongue up and down your wet folds.

“doin’ so well f’me- all for me, yeah? all mine.” won’t stop till he’s cumming and you’re crying as you squirt onto him. loves the way your body shakes, the arch in your back as your eyes roll back, unintelligible cries from overstimulation. at that point his cock is aching, almost an angry red, screaming for attention. but how could he deny you another orgasm?

“just one more. i know you can do it sweetheart, you can do it for me can’t you?” he would reason with you, but you really couldn’t bother to genuinely think about it as you come down from another high for the nth time. your back ached from the amount of arching you do from the pleasure— or trying to get away, claiming “too much! c-can’t- please-“

but he can’t have that now can i? after too many orgasms you’d just let him have his way, brain too hazy, filled with static as your body relaxes into his hold. every question and praise, you’d just nod your head, soft murmurs leaving your lips. getting used to his ministrations, whining as his mouth leaves your cunt, shaking your head in defiance.

“wan’ more..” you’d whine. he’d chuckle softly, watching the life come back to your eyes. looking down at your body, hair strung about, having been rubbing against the bedsheets. eyes fluttering open to look up at him, a pout forming.

“more..” pressing on. he grins, giving your thigh a pinch.

“thought you couldn’t handle more?”

-> nanami, geto, choso, kiyoomi, iwaizumi, osamu, daichi, meian, kuroo, ukai, heizou, kaeya, childe, jean, sanji, keigo

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shcyc · 2 years

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! KINKS

i am so sorry for the long post but tumblr fucked up my format so i cant add the “readmore”

synopsis: haikyuu men and their kinks! — msby4, meian, shion

cw; kinks. these are just my opinions so yah

HINATA SHŌYŌ

don’t let this man’s good and innocent looks fool you, he’s a fucking sex machine and im sure he has a lot of kinks but if I had to pin it down to two, its definitely praise and size kink!

tell me he wont call you names like pretty girl and sweetheart <3 likes it both ways for praise kink — if you tell him how good he’s making you feel, he’s gonna fuck you into oblivion, like you probably wont be sleeping till morning (not that I’m complaining)

him being "small" his whole life honestly deflates his ego a little — so when you whimper and claw at him as he pushes inside you because of how big he is, he can't help but get even harder, stretching you out even more

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

he’s so mean, we all know that, so we aren’t surprised when he runs that dirty mouth of his whenever he fucks you hard — so degrading and dacryphillia are probably his top two kinks!

but sometimes, I feel like despite him being mean all the time, he just really likes soft sex and the intimacy the two of you share during that period it’s just something very precious to him

his favorite thing would be seeing you on your knees, dick in your mouth as you tear up while he thrusts himself into you — he just thinks you look so pretty whenever he does that while you struggle to make him feel good

MIYA ATSUMU

dacryphillia and probably exhibition / voyeurism? you crying because hes stretching and fucking you out so good makes his head fuzzy and will have him weak in the knees, though he’d never admit it because you’d tease him — he just loves seeing your puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks when he pleasures you

likes to watch and be watched. wants to see you pleasure yourself and moan his name, he wants / hope people watches when he fucks you to show everyone how good he’s making you feel

won’t be surprised if he was the one to suggest a gang bang with the rest of the MSBY / inarizaki team! (sounds like a new smut idea)

BOKUTO KŌTARŌ

hes such a baby so cute so precious! but bondage and overstimulation is in my head whenever I see him — he likes to see you all wrapped up and presented to him on the bed, just for him to “unwrap”

ok but tie his wrists up when you wanna take control and he will worship you like you’re his god (which you technically already are in his mind) — but yes he likes it both ways! tell me otherwise

he overstimulates because — one, you’d be crying and begging him to stop / for more. two, he gets to go again and again until he passes out. three, both of you feel good, simple as that

MEIAN SHŪGO

ah the captain <3 this man is another sex machine! he’d edge you so much because its both enjoyable for him and you, which is similar to bokuto — more so for him because he gets you hear you whimper and chant his name over and over like a prayer

manhandling! (is that a kink tho?) I mean, he’s just so big and strong that he can’t help but “throw” you around like a doll — side note: he calls you doll and I think that’s pretty cute!

I also think he’d be really into degrading you — fuck, he just can’t help it, you know? you’re so cute underneath him, the dirty words just slip right out of his mouth like honey

INUNAKI SHION

based on haikyuu wikipedia, he teases a lot so I’m assuming he’s into teasing but that isn’t really a kink so I would believe that he has similar kinks to hinata and atsumu? praise / degrading and exhibition

I feel like his praises would sound degrading — “such a good little slut for me”, etc. he’s mean but definitely on the kinder side (though I do think he can be quite rude and mean at times)

and he’s probably the type to pretend he doesn’t like exhibiting but would be so down to watch you try to finger yourself and fail terribly just so you can whine and beg for him to help you!

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geronimowrites · 1 year

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Alpha Meian Headcanons, NFSW x Shy! Omega! GN! Reader

18+ content | MINORS DO NOT INTERACT |

Warnings: Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, orgasm delay/denial, dom/sub dynamics, biting, size difference, size kink, predator/prey, lots of fluids, power imbalance

Meian

Exudes a quiet sort of dominance that has you submitting to him even during causal conversation.

He adores the way you tremble when speaking to him, not even able to meet his eyes unless he grips your squishy cheeks and guides you to look at him.

You love him so much, but the instinctual omega side of your brain is still terrified of him even after months of knowing each other.

He’s six foot five inches of pure muscle and dominance, and your instincts go haywire any time he growls.

He knows this and uses it to his advantage, loving how sensitive you are to just him.

If he’s had a rough day of practice, he’ll come home silently. He won’t speak when he arrives, instead he’ll pluck your sleepy little form out of your nest and plop you down on his lap facing him, your legs spread and forced open over his thick thighs.

He’ll purr and croon and rumble right into your ear, licking your scent glands on either side of your neck as you start to wake up, still drowsy but needy and already slicking up from his heady pheromones.

He won’t stop until you’re squirming and writhing on his lap, whimpering out pleas for mercy and inadvertently rubbing your slick soaked bottoms against his full, heavy cock as you try to escape the overwhelming sensation of him nipping and lapping at the hypersensitive skin of your neck.

He’ll just hold you tighter to his chest though, loving the way your legs kick as he drags your ass back and forth over his lap, using your hot, slick little crotch as a massager for his aching length

He’d be content to use you like this for a short time, unbothered by your squirming and whimpering, but after a while the urge to have submitting completely to him would become overwhelming.

Moving you would be so easy for someone as big as him. He’d manhandle you up, quickly pushing you until your back hit the bedroom wall, uncaring of your startled whines.

He’d shuck off your slick soaked pants and underwear roughly, not even bothering to get them all the way off your shaky legs before he’s got his strong fingers teasingly rubbing through the thick, creamy film coating your sex

He’d see the way you’re struggling up onto your tip toes to try and get away from his fingers, and he’d smile meanly at you, knowing that no matter how hard you tried, you’d never be able to overpower him.

You could wrap your little hands around his wrist and try to push his fingers away from your too-sensitive groin, but you’d be a fool to think they’d even budge.

#i’m alive #been so busy with school I forgot I had this account #my apologies #haikyuu smut #haikyuu thirsts #haikyuu x reader smut #hq smut #hq thirst #overstim.#gn!reader #shugo meian smut #meian shugo x reader #omegaverse is a superior au #omega reader #meian shugo #omegaverse

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sapphirelycoris · 2 years

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Ship: Wakatoshi Ushijima | Takanobu Aone I Nicolas Romero I Shūgo Meian | Aran Ojiro x gn!reader (you/your)

Warnings: Bound in rope, cloth in mouth, overstimulation, edging, teasing, dildos, masturbation, handjob, dominant reader, submissive boys. Lmk if I missed any.

Author's note: I’m on a submissive men kick rn 👀🤭

Submissive Haikyu!! Men

Ushijima who looks so handsome, struggling as he’s bound in ropes with a vibrator tied to his cock. Tears roll down his face from the overstimulation. It hurts but it hurts so good. The cloth in his mouth muffles and stifles his pretty moans and screams. Because he’ll get loud when the painful pleasure is all he can think about. “Is your poor cock sore, Wakatoshi?”

Aone who’s usually quiet and silent. But he begs and whimpers for you to let him cum. Edge him enough and the patient man starts getting impatient. Tease him enough and his entire face will go red as he cries for you to have mercy and just let him cum. “Aw, look at my baby so desperate for me.”

Romero's muscles flex as he tenses up when you’re shoving a dildo in his ass. His face buried in the pillow, moaning into the fabric about how good it feels. He clenches his fist and jaw when the dildo is completely settled inside of him. “Be a good boy and take it all.”

Meian touches himself on facetime, listening to your every command. He knows he can't cum without your permission or there will be serious consequences when he gets home. He whines and complains while he edges himself in front of you. "Come on, (Name)! I've been at this for half an hour. Please, please, please just let me cum."

Aran is patient. But every man has a limit. He had been pent up and horny all day long. You had work to do so instead of giving into his desires first, you sat at your computer. Lazily fisting his cock while you type with one hand. He bucks into it sometimes but he knows that when he does that, you'll take your hand away. "Just be patient, baby. I'll make you feel even better in a few minutes."

#ushijima x reader #aone x reader #romero x reader #meian x reader #aran x reader #ushijima smut #aone smut #romero smut #meian smut #aran smut #nicolas romero #nicollas romero #ushijima wakatoshi #meian shugo #aran ojiro #haikyu x reader #haikyu smut

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sassycheesecake · 10 months

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A/N: Hi everyone! This is a request from one of my readers! The request was to write the „Dream A Little Of Me“ in the male reader perspective. Also, instead of the manager, the reader is the Athletic Trainer for the MSBY Jackals. Hope you guys like it! Enjoy <3

genre: a lil‘ angst, fluff, smut in the beginning

warnings: sex dream, male masturbation, cursing

Shūgo Meian x Reader “Dream A Little Of Me”

“Oh (Y/N)... that feels so good… yeah j-just like that. Holy shit! O-Ohh…” Meian moans heavily with your wandering touches.

His broad chest rises and falls fast, his mind is all over the place.

Your skilled tongue swirls around the head of his long cock, making it twitch with need and he blissfully pants as precum starts dripping from the tip.

”(Y/N) please… stop teasing me… I want to fuck you so bad.” Meian tangles his hand in your hair and tugs on it occasionally. His other hand fists the sheets of the bed.

You willingly let go of his cock, making a ‘pop’ noise as you retreated from his form.

A mix string of saliva and precum connects your wet lips and his tip and Meian throws his head back in satisfaction, trying to calm his breathing.

Looking at him with a glint in your eyes, you crawl onto his lap, placing each leg next to his waist.

Meian stares at you with flushed cheeks, a small smile growing on the corner of his lips.

Placing your hands to rest on his ripped abdomen, you begin to sit down on him with a dreamy sigh, feeling him stretch your insides out.

Gasping at his enormous size, he too, moans shakily at the feeling of your tight hole squeezing him.

”Hah, hah. Gosh you feel amazing!”, scrunching his face in gratification, he places his giant hands on your hips, grasping them tightly, surely leaving marks.

Meian opens his eyes and looks at you with pure love and adoration.

”(Y/N)… I love y-“ , Meian’s voice stops suddenly and you hear your annoying alarm going off.

You wake up with a startling gasp, scooching back and moving to sit up against your headboard as you try to calm your breathing and your racing heart. Your hair is slightly sweaty, no doubt about the stimulation you felt in your dream. It felt so real.

Unbelievable, this is now the third time you dreamed about the MSBY’s Captain like this.

Rubbing your hands over your face, you groan in sexual frustration as you replay the images in your head over a naked Shūgo Meian confessing his feelings for you.

Looking down, you see your boner pressing up against your dark bed sheets, a small wet spot marks the sheet.

‘Great.‘ You think to yourself as you slowly reach for your hard member, thinking about the raven-haired Middle Blocker and Captain.

Just everything about that guy is perfect. His smile, his stature, his personality, he’s just a dream come true.

As a Captain of a Pro Volleyball team, he is strict with his teammates and is not afraid to scold three certain rascals for their shenanigans (every day) from time to time.

As the Athletic Trainer of MSBY, you just graduated from the Hardin-Simmons University in Texas.

They offer one of the best Athletic Trainer programs, moving there after you graduated High School in Tokyo.

You remember your first day with the Jackals, as if it happened yesterday.

It was an early Monday morning five months ago and you being nervous to meet the team was an understatement.

Standing in front of the gym doors of the official training hall of the MSBY Black Jackals in Osaka, your trembling hands reach for the door handle and you push it open with ease, having built a sturdy and strong frame after years of working on your body.

The first thing you notice is the smell.

It’s a mix between sweat, lemon and a faint hint of ‘Dark Temptation’ Axe deodorant spray.

Your eyes find the team, playing a three-on-three match, not noticing yet that you have walked in.

Coach Foster hears you first and he tells his team to take a small break while he talks to you.

After saying those words, the team finally looks at you and it’s making you feel small.

Even though you’re not the smallest person, their massive height DO intimidate you.

“Thank you for your application, I am guessing you’re (Y/L/N) (Y/F/N). Correct?” Foster asks you.

You bow deep in respect, confirming his question.

“Nice to meet you sir, yes I am.”

Foster nods, telling you they already did warm ups for about 30 minutes with a 15 minute jog round in the gym hall. Now they were just doing a small session until you arrived.

The Coach gathers the team around, telling them to introduce themselves.

After each introduction of the team members, Meian, the last one on the left, speaks up and introduces himself.

While hearing his deep voice, you barely listen to what he’s saying, too distracted by his body and gorgeous face.

Feeling your heartbeat go a little faster than usual, you try to snap out of your trance, thankfully being successful with it before anyone notices you checking out the team captain.

When the ravenette is done talking, he flashes you a dazzling smile, almost sending you into cardiac arrest.

Now, the first few weeks weren’t so bad.

You helped the team with their stretches, correcting their forms, delivering medical care if necessary, monitoring athletic events, obviously watching their practices from the side and giving out tips so they avoid injuries during real matches and practice matches.

You’re with the team three times a week, each time you can’t help but watch Meian a little more than the others.

The way his jersey sticks to his big torso, the way you help him stretch by touching his back when you feel his strong back muscles, whenever he wipes the sweat off of his face with his shirt, you can see his abs and holy shit what you wouldn’t do to actually feel them and not just dream about touching them.

Still, you need to stay professional about this because it’s your job and your attraction unfortunately only grew with time.

It happened like two months ago when you started your deep and strong crush on the raven-haired man intensified.

Almost every day after work, your brain gathers the memory as if it happened yesterday.

Everyone was done with training, headed straight to the showers and left the volleyball gym in a hurry. Or so you thought.

It was around 18:00 and training officially ended 30 minutes ago. Guessing that all the players have already left since it was so quiet, you wanted to shower as well since you were meeting up with a local friend from town. Since time was too close to the meet up, you wouldn’t have had time to go home, shower, change and drive into town again.

Noticing the door was still unlocked, you didn’t think much of it, simply deciding that Meian forgot to lock the room after he left, since he and the coach are the only ones with a key to the lockers.

When you entered the still light up locker room you didn’t expect a half-naked Meian to be standing in front of his locker with just a white fluffy towel wrapped around his waist.

Your eyes followed the water droplets as they ran down on the massive muscles on his torso and stomach, watched as they got soaked into the towel.

Meian turned his head in your direction and stared at you in shock but it was more the curiosity than shock that showed on his face.

After a few seconds, you felt an extraordinary heat blow up on your face and you let out a small squeak as you turned around and left as quickly as you entered.

Meian stared dumbfounded at the door where you left and heard a small amount of apologies getting quieter and quieter.

He just chuckled at your behavior and resumed changing.

‘Oh God, oh God, oh God! You just burst into the locker room with a half-naked Meian still standing there, what must he think of me?!’

Well you can forget about meeting up with your friend since you can cross out the thought of having a shower before meeting up. Exiting the doors of the gym hall, the cold air surprisingly makes it easier to breathe, helping your blushing face to calm down as well.

Once Meian was done changing, he saw you waiting outside and it was pouring down.

Wanting to clear the awkward air after the embarrassing encounter, he approached you and offered to drive you home but as soon your ears picked up on his voice, your eyes were wide and you told him off, saying you were going to miss the train to meet up with a friend.

Meian tried to stop you but you were already sprinting to the train station in the rain saying you were going to be fine on your own.

The Middle Blocker stared sadly after your retreating form and kicked a trash can over in frustration. The loud bang of the trash can falling down on the pavement echoed in the silent night.

Some of the trash landed on the floor and after he heaved out a deep sigh he picked up the trash and put it back in before he went home.

Meian has been developing feelings for you ever since you started and those feelings only started to grow the more time he spent talking to you. And now he thinks he blew his chance of getting closer to you. He purposely pretended to have troubles with some muscles, so you’d come over and put your strong hands on him, to feel the pressure of your muscles on his own, inwardly making the Middle Blocker sigh in bliss whenever he would feel the heat of your skin on his own.

Ever since that incident, you have been avoiding him like a pest. Always walking in a different direction whenever he is near, not talking to him any way except when it’s absolutely necessary, it’s almost driving him insane.

When he needed help with a stretch, you started to wear gloves and your voice sounded cold, almost apathetic when you talked to him.

Meian thought he had a good relationship with you but your sudden strange and distant behavior makes him think you had a change of heart.

He honestly thought you liked him the same way he liked you. Maybe his mind was just playing tricks on him but nonetheless he decided to leave you alone.

His teammates notice the relationship change between you two, making it feel like two parents who had a bitter divorce because the other one got custody over the children.

Inunaki and Tomas notice it first when they have a small three-on-three match together after an intense training match.

They both take a drink from their water bottles, wiping the sweat off of their necks with towels, watching you write something down on your notepad before packing up your stuff.

Helping them with the clean up, you gather the towels and put them into the washing basket.

Then they watch you pick up the scattered volleyballs around the court and Meian is about to grab the one you’re about to pick up when your eyes make contact with his dark ones.

For a moment, neither of you say anything, simply staring at each other.

All of sudden, you straighten up and walk around him with a neutral expression on your face, still not saying anything, beginning to drop the volleyballs into the wagon.

Meian’s remorseful gaze follows your figure and he breathes out slowly and closes his eyes, grabbing the ball with his hands and throws it into the volleyball cart.

Inunaki nudges Tomas with his elbow, gaining the Middle Blocker’s attention.

“Did something happen between Cap and (Y/N)?” He questions him.

Tomas looks at you and then Meian, before he answers with a clueless shrug of his shoulders.

“Don’t know about Cap but I just feel like (Y/N) is lately more quiet than usual.”

“Yeah but like a couple of weeks ago, they were talking so much and seemed really friendly towards each other. Then just like that-”, he snaps his fingers, “they act like complete strangers.”

Tomas thinks for a few moments before he decides to speak up again.

“Maybe something DID happen between them that causes them to behave like that. I mean look at them, they are acting like they’ve never interacted with one another.”

Atsumu appears and joins their conversation. He rests his sweaty arm on Inunaki’s shoulder as he leans against him.

“What we talkin’ ‘bout?” the sandy-blonde asks and Inunaki grimaces at the gesture but doesn’t shrug him off.

Tomas begins to answer.

“We’ve just been talking about how Meian and (Y/N) have been acting differently toward each other. Almost like there’s a visible tension hanging in the air.”

Atsumu grins at that, not being able to refrain the next words from spilling out.

“Ya think they fucked? Maybe he didn’t give ‘im a good time and he tries ta avoid ‘im cuz of it.” The Setter laughs.

The Libero and Middle Blocker’s faces change into disbelief and disgust and Inunaki shrugs Atsumu off.

“Meian doesn’t strike me as the type to just sleep with someone to get their dick wet. Unlike you of course.” Tomas grins cheekily at Atsumu and he scowls at him.

“Fuck off.” The blonde man spits at him before walking off.

Inunaki shakes his head at their behavior and looks back at you.

You’re looking troubled, almost sad as you collect the towels together from Bokuto and Hinata as they hand you their black towels as well.

The energetic duo seems to notice your expression and their smiles drop immediately as they ask you what is troubling you with concerned faces.

You just shake your head and wave them off, walking away to resume packing up the rest of your stuff to go home.

Hinata and Bokuto share a look of worry but leave you be.

The Wing Spikers walk into the direction of the locker room of the MSBY Jackals followed by the rest of the teammates.

Inunaki and Tomas both agree that they should ask their Captain in the locker rooms about his and your tense body language and silent treatments lately.

Coach Foster has also noticed your change of attitude as well, your usual cheerful expression replaced by a dark cloud of sadness looming over you.

Walking over to you, he tries to indulge in a talk with you.

”(Y/N)? You okay? The guys didn’t say anything mean or inappropriate to you did they?” Foster starts.

Startled by his sudden voice, you turn around to him with a small smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

“Y-Yeah I am fine, having some private trouble sir.”

He purses his lips at your answer and advises you to leave the trouble at home and not bring it to work.

Accepting his advice you apologize for your behavior and you promise him to be in a better mood tomorrow.

~ At the same time in the locker room ~

The team members of MSBY are all freshly showered, getting dressed and ready to go home.

Meian rubs his head dry with a towel and Tomas and Inunaki share a quick glance before nodding to each other.

Tomas clears his throat and Meian whips his head and his direction with an arched eyebrow.

“Yeah? Did you need something?” Meian asks him.

“Uhh…” , he begins.

Tomas turns his head to look at Inunaki and he just sends him a thumbs up with an unsure smile as encouragement.

Meian looks at Inunaki, back to Tomas and begins to get slightly irritated at his teammate’s behavior.

”Well?” Meian starts to get impatient and Tomas is not used to this side of him.

“Inunaki and I were wondering if something happened between you and (Y/N). We just feel like you had such great chemistry with him and it’s like the next day, you’re acting like you don’t know each other.”

Bokuto, Hinata, Atsumu and even Sakusa slow down their movements, quite intrigued by what the raven-haired Middle Blocker has to say.

Meian stops for a second, pondering what to say.

”I don’t know.” He begins.

“You know when I had to stay behind to clean the mess you guys left in the locker room? (Y/N) saw me while I was there. He’s been distant since.” The spiky black-haired Middle Blocker explains.

Questions started flowing through the room immediately, not acknowledging the fact that Meian was pissed about the dirty laundry that they left on the floor for him to clean up.

”Woah, did he see you naked??” Wide golden eyes stare in amazement at Meian.

“Did he confess his undying love to you or something?” Hinata suggests with stars in his eyes.

“Please tell me you didn’t have sex with him in here, I am going to kill you if you did.” Sakusa scrunches his face in disgust and anger.

” Or was it yer size that was disappointin’?” Atsumu teases with a shit-eating grin.

Meian looks at his team and puts on his MSBY sweats, only giving one answer.

”No we didn’t do anything inappropriate, he just saw me in a towel and ran out like the room was on fire.”

Silence, followed by some laughter from Atsumu’s and Bokuto’s side.

“Is that it? Then why do you look so down about it?” Barnes finally joins the group, already dressed and ready to go.

Meian blows air through his nose, looking at Barnes with tired eyes.

“I like him. A lot. Maybe more than I’d care to admit. But now I feel like I ruined my chances with him.”

Atsumu leans against the locker next to Meian’s and starts taunting him.

”Awww he too shy to admit he wants yer dick? Is that why ya been so pissy lately bro?”

Meian doesn’t look at Atsumu and puts on a fresh new shirt from his locker.

Still ignoring his teammates, he puts his bag over his shoulder and leaves the locker room without a word of goodbye, slamming the door on his way out.

Everybody gapes at the Captain’s reaction, if you could even call that a reaction and turn to glare at their Setter.

Atsumu is aware of everyone’s eyes on him and he just says cluelessly with wide eyes “What?” when he glimpses in the round.

Bokuto’s excited deep voice breaks the silence.

”I think they’re SO cute together!” Bokuto puts his hands over his heart and sighs dreamily.

”So do I! Maybe we can convince them to talk together!” Hinata suggests.

“Are you serious? Are you going to play matchmaker?” The curly dark-haired Outside Hitter asks Hinata in a ridiculous tone when he puts on a fresh mask from his bag.

“Omi you should totally participate! Consider this a team building exercise!“ Bokuto beams.

“Yeah Omi-Omi! Join the group of ‘Match made in Heaven’!” Atsumu adds.

“No.” Sakusa says bluntly and leaves the locker rooms without another word.

”I don’t think we should snoop our noses in their mess. They are both adults after all, they need to sort this out themselves.” Barnes swings his bag over his shoulder and bids his teammates goodbye.

Tomas, Atsumu, Bokuto, Inunaki and Hinata are the only ones left now in the changing room.

“Well you can definitely count us in.“ Inunaki smiles at his teammates with a supportive thumbs up and a wide grin, while Tomas just nods his head in agreement with a small smile on his face.

“Awesome! Let operation ‘Jackal Love‘ spring into action!“ The white-haired boasts his fists in the air with a massive grin on his excited face.

“Shōyō, text ‘im ta meet ‘us’ tomorrow at the local bar in town, yannow the one that’s called ‘Cloudhouse’ or something like that? He’ll probably answer ya unlike the rest of us. Besides Bokkun, ya have da best connection with ‘im.” Atsumu puts the word ‘us’ in a quotation with his fingers.

Hinata takes out his phone and starts to write the message to you, while the remaining MSBY members peeking over his shoulder to read what he types down.

~ Back to you ~

You walk your way home in the cold dark to the train station without saying goodbye to the team, listening to ‘On My Own’ by Ashes Remain.

Sitting in the cold train wagon, you hide your face into your thick black hoodie, trying to stay warm.

You feel a vibration in the pocket of your jacket, signaling you got a text. Grabbing the phone out, you unlock it to open the message from Hinata.

> Ninja Shōyō 17:48 <

‘(Y/N)!!! We are all going out to the bar

tomorrow night! We wanted to invite you to come along! 😃’

> You 17:50 <

‘Sorry Shōyō. I am usually pretty tired after work, maybe another time.’

Hinata pouts at your answer, showing the others your reply.

“Be a lil‘ bit more persistent bro!“ Atsumu tells Hinata.

Hinata thinks for a moment, before he starts typing again.

> Ninja Shōyō 17:51 <

‘Awww c’mon! 😭😭 Bo and I will be very sad otherwise! 🥲’

Thinking for a few moments, you actually agree. You haven’t been out in a while and the constant hiding from Meian has been tiring you out.

> You 17:59 <

‘Alright. Okay. What time and where?’

> Ninja Shōyō 18:00 <

‘Let’s say 19:00 @Cloudhouse!!’

> You 18:01 <

‘👍🏻’

When the rest of the MSBY Jackals read your message they all cheer loudly and text their Captain to be there at the same time.

~ The next day ~

It’s 18:15 and Coach Foster decided to let everyone go home early today since it’s Friday. Atsumu took care of the reservation, paying extra so the two of you don’t have to deal with too much of a crowd.

The operation “Jackal Love” starts now. The matchmakers except Meian, you and the non-participant Sakusa, know about their hooking-up-plan.

As everyone gets ready to go home, Hinata and Bokuto have been excited all day long, getting on Sakusa‘s nerves.

Once Meian hits the showers, Sakusa walks over to Hinata with an aggravated scowl.

“Will you stop it?! Your constant twitching and giddiness is getting on my nerves!“

Sakusa‘s foul mood doesn’t scare Hinata in the slightest.

”Ahhh I am sorry I can’t! I am so excited for (Y/N) and Meian’s secret date tonight!” The orange haired Wing Spiker gloats.

Sakusa’s scowl changes into disbelief and he whips his head into Bokuto’s and Atsumu’s direction.

”You’re joking right? You didn’t seriously set those two up for tonight.“ The Outside Hitter hisses at them.

“Why not? It’s ‘bout damn time somethin’ happened between ‘em. I cannot take their sexual tension anymore.“ Atsumu defends.

Sakusa scoffs in disgust and leaves the locker room to go home. Before he exits the room though, Bokuto calls after him.

“Omi! I will keep you updated on the lovebirds!“

Sakusa doesn’t reply and closes the door.

Inunaki waves his teammates over in a hurried manner and the rest gets changed quickly before moving over to their Libero.

“Okay guys, Meian will be out of the showers in a little bit, we only have a few minutes. So here’s the plan again. Meian and (Y/N) will meet each other at the Cloudhouse in about 45 minutes. What are you all going to say or write in the group chat when the clock strikes 19:00?“ Inunaki asks in the round.

“Samu needed help movin’ somethin’.“ Atsumu answers easily.

“The new Call of Duty Game came out and Bokkun and I forgot to pick it up and we only have today to pick it up before they send it back!“ Hinata adds.

“Tomas twisted his ankle in the subway and I need to drive him home.“ Barnes sighs while crossing his arms over his chest.

Inunaki nods happily with every answer, giving his own reply after Barnes‘ answer.

“Great! Now let’s all get out of here!“ The light-haired Libero shoos the rest of the team out, except Meian who just turned the shower off.

Walking into the locker room with a black towel around his waist, Meian notices that it’s deadly quiet.

Not thinking much of it, he changes into a long-sleeved black polo shirt along with a pair of black ripped jeans and black-and-white All Star sneakers.

Spraying some ‘Dark Temptation’ on him, he finishes packing his bag and heads out towards his car.

Noticing that some of the cars of the players are gone, Meian thinks that his teammates are already on their way to the bar.

After 15 minutes, Meian arrives in front of the colorful LED sign that reads ‘CLOUDHOUSE’’ in cursive writing.

What’s weird though is, that no members of the Jackals are in front of the building.

The building’s lights are on and he sees some people walking around and getting inside but he doesn’t see any familiar faces.

While Meian waits in his car, little rain droplets begin to fall on his windshield, the sound gently disturbing the silence.

After about 8 minutes of waiting, the time now being 18: 55, Meian gets out of his car and while he is walking towards the club, he takes his phone out of his pocket and texts his teammates.

‘MSBY Jackals 🐾’

> Me <

Where are you guys? Aren’t we meeting at 19:00 @Cloudhouse?

> Pestilence #1 <

Ahh sorry cap, Bo and I had to pick up the new COD game!

They would have sent it back otherwise and I already paid for it…

We won’t be able to make it sorry!😕

> Pestilence #2 <

What he said 🤩☝🏻

> Pestilence #3 <

Samu needed help movin a new cabinet into his apartment,

sorry it was last minute won’t make it either sorry 🤐

> Sakusa <

I am not coming anyway.

> Me <

Are you serious??😡 Barnes? Tomas? Inunaki?

> Barnes <

Adriah twisted his ankle badly in the subway, taking him home

we won’t make it either

> Inunaki <

Yeah my dog ate something bad I have to take him to the vet sorry

> Me <

Well I am going home then if no one is coming…

> Pestilence #3 <

(Y/N) is comin tho. Just go with him 😁

As Meian is about to turn around and leave, you show up.

Slightly drenched from the sudden rain, you tighten your jacket a little bit more around yourself.

Taking your headphones out of your ears you widen your eyes a bit and give him a tight smile and pack your headphones away into your jeans pocket.

‘’Where is everyone? We are both on time” you question him.

Meian heaves out a deep sigh before he answers you.

“They bailed on us, it’s just you and me. I hope that’s okay” The Captain rubs his neck nervously.

Honestly, you could scream right now. Out of excitement or frustration, you’re not really sure about that.

Somehow you get the feeling that the scheming members of the team have something to do with this.

Nonetheless, you give him a small smile and nod.

Meian returns your smile and opens the door for you to enter first. The doorbell chimes softly with your arrival.

Quietly thanking him for opening the door, you walk in and are greeted by flashing lights and loud music playing.

Meian follows you inside and begins to look for a free spot to sit down with you.

It is a busy night, a lot of people are occupying the tables and the bar, laughing and drinking with family or friends.

The Middle Blocker eventually spots a free corner, telling you to follow him.

As you both sit down, a waitress comes over and lays the drink and food menu down on the table, winking at you while eyeing your body up and down.

Your clear your throat and you sneak a peek at Meian to find an annoyed look on his face but quickly relaxing when she leaves.

It is quiet for a while, neither of you know how to start the conversation or in other words how to address the elephant in the room.

“Meian I -”, “(Y/N) listen -” you both start.

“Go ahead.” He beckons you.

You weren’t exactly sure where to start. Apologizing seems the best way to start the conversation.

“I just want to start by saying how sorry I am to have burst in the locker rooms the other day. I-I thought everyone has already left and I didn’t expect to see you still in there. Naked. B-Barely covered.” Squeaking like a shy little mouse, your voice gets quieter at the end of your sentence.

You can feel your cheeks and your neck heating up like crazy and you don’t have the nerve to look at the Captain's face.

For a few seconds Meian is not saying anything until he chuckles a little bit and leans forward to meet your eyes that are still focused on the table.

“Hey (Y/N), look at me. Please.” He pleads in a soft voice.

You force yourself to look up, straighten your posture and he gives you a warm smile with a look of adoration and… something else you can’t quite place.

His pupils are dilated as he stares at you.

Only a person in deep love would look at another person like Meian is looking at you right now.

“It was just the wrong time at the wrong place. Accidents happen.” He begins.

The waitress comes back and writes down your order, putting her acrylic nails on your shoulder, making you flinch away from her and she takes her leave again.

Leaving you two alone again, Meian continues where he was left off.

He clears his throat and a small blush decorates his cheeks. Looking at his massive hands, he fidgets a little bit before looking at you again.

“I just wanted to apologize as well. I am sorry that I didn’t talk to you after the incident happened. I just felt you’re too uncomfortable around me and I didn’t want to make it worse.”

“You don’t make me uncomfortable at all! I just… I really like you Meian. I thought if I didn’t talk to you anymore my feelings for you would disappear.” Quickly realizing what you just said your eyes feel like they bulge out of your sockets and you place your hands against your face to hide the shame.

“Please ignore what I just said. This was a bad idea.” You try to get up and leave but Meian snatches your wrist before you can disappear.

“No! Wait! Please don’t walk away again! I feel the same way about you (Y/N).” The Middle Blocker confesses.

Did you hear that right? The Captain of a professional Volleyball team likes you too?!

You sit down again but Meian doesn’t let go of your hands, instead he tightens his hold around them.

“I liked you for quite some time now, I was just honestly sure you didn’t like me in the same way. But you have no idea how happy it makes me right now to hear you say that.” He begins to lace your fingers together with his gorgeous smile.

You blush at his comment and as you are about to reply, the waitress comes with your two beers and a nacho plate. Slipping a little note on the table, no doubt with her number on it.

It is now a very nice atmosphere, the two of you talking about your favorite shows, your high school lives and about the team.

“That woman seems pretty into you.” Meian laughs.

You laugh along with him, the alcohol no doubt relaxing you.

“She ain’t my type. And I am here with you. Also, I am not interested in women.” You wink at him with a teasing smile.

After dinner is over, Meian pays for your guys’ drinks and food and opens the door for you to let you out first.

It is still pouring outside and you turn towards each other, getting wet by the rain.

The temperature has cooled down, making your breaths visible to the eye. Yet the cold doesn’t bother either of you. The thought of knowing that you return each others’ feelings makes your heart warm enough.

“So… I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, Meian.” You stare into his dark eyes while stuffing your cold hands into your big jacket.

“Call me Shūgo. Do you want me to drive you home? My car is right over there.” He suggests.

“No it’s okay the train station is not far from here.” You assure him.

Meian steps a little bit closer to you and takes your cold hands from your pockets into his warm ones.

“I know this seems kind of forward… but ever since I saw you for the first time, I really wanted to kiss you. Can I?” He whispers, his face coming closer to yours.

You answer him by removing your hands from his and stand on a little bit to wrap your arms around his neck to pull him towards you.

Feeling his soft lips against yours makes your body explode in fireworks. Meian envelopes his arms around your waist and pulls you even closer to him.

The rain makes this kiss even better, it feels more romantic, more intimate.

The two of you continue to kiss, feeling his tongue trying to enter your mouth, you grant him access and the Captain begins to explore your mouth.

Fingers carding through his now very wet hair, he sighs heavily and swallows your moans.

Finally pulling apart from each other what feels like an eternity, you are both panting and smiling at each other like idiots in love. Which you are.

“Do you want to come back to my place?” He grins at you cheekily.

“So bad.” You grin back and follow him to his car.

Le next day

Everyone except Meian is already in the locker room the next morning. Oddly enough no one questions it because they can already guess why the Captain is late.

As soon as the rest enters the gym, they are greeted by the sight of gross PDA between their Captain and their Athletic trainer.

You try to push Meian away with a blush and a smile as you help him with sit ups as he tries to get closer to you.

“Shūgo, stop it! They will be here any second” you scold him in a laughing voice, pushing his face away with your hand.

“No can do handsome, want to feel all of you again like last night and this morning.” You begin to stand up and Meian follows your movement, eyeing you like a predator.

Visible marks decorate his neck and your body is still so sore from last night and this morning, no doubt from Meian rocking your world.

Especially your back, hips and butt hurt, from his harsh grabbing at your hips, to your soreness of your ass, feeling like Meian stretched your insides out multiple times.

Which he did.

No one says anything. The team just stands by the entrance and watches in a mix of happiness, cringe and disgust at the sight.

Sakusa turns to his teammates with a pissed expression, as begins to walk in.

“This is all your fault. I would rather take the silent treatment act over this any day.”

“What have we done?” Inunaki asks with a shuddering voice.

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dardar-commissions · 5 months

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gOSSHHHH. DAMN GORL. I LOVE MEIAN WITH MIXED BLOOD, BUT I DON'T KNOW WHETHER TO MAKE IT HAWAIIAN OR SAMOAN.

#meian shugo #meian x reader #meian smut #haikyuu #black jackals #commission #art commisions #drawing commisions #digital commisions

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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MSBY Group Chat:

YN's Dating the Captain 💅🏼

Msby x Female Manager

Warnings: Swearing, suggestive

A/N: ok apparently I have zero chill and I just had to make this tonight 😃 this is for you 1/9 anon 🥰

✨️Please reblog, like and/or comment to show support for my work ✨️

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Good Enough (Part 1)

Meian Shugo x Reader (Haikyuu!!timeskip)

WC: 939

Part 2

Credits to the owner of the picture! @heyheywhey on twitter 💕

Masterlist!

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It was at his friend’s party that you had your world crumble to pieces.

You never really thought it was possible. All those novels about heartbreak were exaggerated and over the top. That’s what you believed. But no matter how many words or stories you read, nothing ever prepared you for this moment.

“Are you sure about her, Meian? I mean THE Meian Shugo would settle for that?” One of his friends asked while sipping on his wine. “We all know what happened in the past and who you really loved.”

Everyone around their circle was silent, really awaiting for your fiancé’s reply. You were too, except that you weren’t standing with the group. Instead, your body was pressed taut against the wall, hiding, trying to eavesdrop as much from their conversation.

This feeling suddenly washes over you. This cold feeling before the storm that you knew was already brewing. You already saw signs and darkness, lightning strikes and heard ear- ringing thunderclaps. You knew there would be destruction.

“She’s good enough.” His silky voice responded with a shrug of the shoulders. “Ooh’s” and “I knew it’s” surrounded the group then they continued on with their banters.

And you were right. Because at those three words, your world was completely and utterly destroyed. From the calm and silence before the disaster to the messy and noisy outcome of the crushing of your heart, you just stood there, appalled by the swiftness of it all.

So that’s all you’re going to be, isn’t it? Just good enough. To him, you were convenient. A person good enough to fill the space. A person good enough to be a presentable wife. A person good enough to pass the time.

You stare at the glittering band on your finger, suddenly doubting the dazzling man that you loved for years. Did he ever see you as yourself? Or did he imagine her instead?

All of your dates, the idle times you would spend together, even the nights that you held each other, ran through your head in fast forward but everything around you moved in slow motion. There was a ringing in your ears that seemed to amplify with every memory you had with him. Or were they now lies he made to you? It was always her! You should’ve known it will never be you!

Your feet took little steps to the exit. One by one until it turned into sprints that lead you outside, away from his pretentious friends, away from him.

Love is funny. Love is a bastard. It lets you wear rose- colored glasses for the whole show and it doesn’t let you take them off until it’s too late. Until you’re in so deep. Until you’re broken beyond repair. You thought he loved you as much as you did him. You thought his heart beats your name because that’s what he said. But that’s just what he wanted to believe.

Meian Shugo was one hell of a man. A gentleman, jack-of-all-trades, man of his word, a leader of the pack… he was everything you prayed for and ever wanted.

But he’s also a coward who’s scared of living his life alone. Someone who could not muster up the courage to move on from his first love who left him shattered. Someone who picks a naive girl like you to be a replacement for his missing pieces.

And you let him. My god, you let him.

The searing pain in your heart sizzled and it eventually burned as you turned around at the mention of your name. There he was, Meian, in all his glory, panting and making his way towards you.

“Baby, hey, where are you going? Are you alright? I saw you bolt out the room and I—“ His eyes were searching, reading your state. Frown lines marred his forehead as he took your distressed form in. “What’s wrong, love? Tell me.”

His touches used to soothe all your worries and insecurities away. They used to chase away all your demons. But now, as he threaded his fingertips on your hair, you felt nothing but utter betrayal.

“You never loved me.” Your whisper was crisp in the cold night air. “You’ll never love me.”

“Hey, baby, hey.” He bowed down, leveling both your heights to look you straight in the eyes. “What are you talking about? You’re scaring me. What happened? What’s wrong?”

And that’s when the goddamn floodgates opened. Small sobs turned to a full-on breakdown of fits and tears.

“I can’t do this. I don’t deserve this.” You managed to choke out as you pushed your way out of his hold. The engagement ring was heavy on your finger and you wanted nothing to do with it. The big, bright diamond that once shone with love, now blinded you with lies and deceit. With hands shaking, you took it off and handed it to him. “It’s not me you want to give that to.”

“What—“ He tried to make sense of the situation but panic and bile were rising up his throat. Tears were pricking his eyes as he still tried to get a hold of your hand, body visibly shaking.

“Stop, Meian.” You commanded, taking a step back and glaring at him. He, then, froze on the spot. “You’re hurting the both of us. Just fucking stop.”

You never knew how you got into the backseat of a cab, eyes blurring with tears, on the way to anywhere else but his side. But you did.

Until now, you’re still contemplating if what you did was right. But then again, it was for the best.

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Part 2

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Masterlist!

HEY HEY HEEEEEY!!! This has been in my drafts for quite a long time and I just had to get it out there HAHAHA also, i’ve been craving angst lately because I have a knack for hurting myself. It has to stop, really, but well, here we are.

Tell me what you think about this? 🥺

Also, do we need another part? LOL We’ll never knooooow!!!

But HEY, in real life, if you see the red flags, get the fuck out, alright?! We deserve green flags all the way! You deserve the best, beautiful! 🟩🟩🟩

Hope you enjoyed this one! Love yall! 💕

Replies and Reblogs are much appreciated!

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meian shūgo is the type to catch you reading smut and re-enacts them with you

#fulfilling all your nasty fantasies yeah #/ lan!#haikyuu #haikyuu smut #timeskip haikyuu #msby #msby smut #meian smut #meian shugo

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lilsocksiswriting · 2 years

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Is It A Sex Thing?

Fandom: Haikyuu

Paring: Reader X Sakusa, Reader X Meian

Summary: After what you have dubbed 'The Sakusa Incident', Meian shows up on your doorstep to answer all the questions you have about vampires.

Warnings: Timeskip spoilers, no Beta, Dark Content, slight dub con, blood and biting.

Tags: lots a fantasizing, fingering, handjobs

Word Count: 5.3k

Masterlist || Chapter One

In the end, it was Sakusa who broke. He’s not like Bokuto, he didn’t have that kind of self-control.

Bokuto could whine, he could beg, he could stands there in the middle of the court staring longingly as you pass them to buy, imagine sinking his fangs into your soft flesh or something lewd about your thighs, but he would never act on his urges.

Sakusa however was already putting a plan into action. Just go about a practice like everything was fine. Mention ramen to Hinata loud enough for Bokuto to hear. Soon enough everyone was excited to go out for ramen and you couldn’t come because you were staying late. Of course Meian asks if you wanted him to grab you to go order before they can leave. Sakusa then falls a few steps behind pretending to check his bag and says something about forgetting his knee pads in the locker room which was conveniently attached to the clubhouse where your office was. It won’t take long to loop back and get them and the ramen shop was just a street over so he can catch up. No need for everyone to wait up fro him.

You were still in your office, getting ready for a meet and greet before a game next week. You don’t even hear Sakusa slip into your office. You nearly jump out of your skin when you turn around and from organizing some papers laid out on your desk. The wing spiker was nearly on top of you, just a few feet separate you two. You can’t place why but he’s looking on edge. But of course, he was. It was flu season and there were going to be a lot of fans there. Lots of hands to shake and hive five. Lots of gifts to receive and thank yous to give. It was an introverted nightmare.

“Sakusa! You could have literally given me a freaking heart attack.”

“I forgot my knee pads. But I saw that you were still here,” the prepared lie doesn't roll off his tongue as easily as he thought it would. At some point during the day you had thrown your hair up leaving your neck on full display.

Again, you chalk the tone up to him being fretful about the toll socializing takes on him right before a game. Which you were working on. It was why you were staying late. You were trying to push the meet’n’greet up so he and the rest of the team could rest a bit before the game.

“WellI’m glad you stopped by. I wanted to ….”

Whatever else you were saying Sakusa did not hear. He’s thinking of how you probably wouldn't be so glad to see him if you know why he was really here. He shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be doing this. Sakusa knows that he should have told Meian that he was having a hard time with his urges. Once he made the plan this morning he had to follow through.He can never just leave things unfinished. And now here he is, in your office, all alone with you, control slipping little by little, and consequences of his actions seeming further and further away.

“Sakusa?” you wave a hand in front of his face. He catches your wrist in a grip that’s a little too tight for your comfort. He opens his mouth to say something, or maybe just to take in a deeper breath, and you see them.

‘He’s one of them.’

Two sets of fangs that could almost be mistaken for abnormally sharp canines if you wanted to try and be in denial of what is right there in front of you. You want to touch them. prick your finger and see how wild that drives someone who is usually so in control like Sakusa. But you don’t think that’s the best idea. The man already looks like he’s about to pounce

“Umm, Sakusa …I- “ you what? You were coming up blank with trying to think of a reason to be scared or uncomfortable. Yes, you were feeling these things but you don’t want Sakusa to back off.

He doesn’t respond, only acts. That’s all he can do because if he tries to speak right now Sakusa is afraid that will give away how he knows he shouldn’t be doing this. He steps forward once, twice until you bump against the edge of your desk. Sakusa grabs your other wrist and holds both of them against the edge of the desk effectively trapping you in place.

Sakusa leans forward, resting his face in the crook of his neck. You can feel the unsteady puffs of air as he breathes. All you can think is that he’s going to bite you and bleed you dry. That’s what vampires do right? You feel a chill run up your spine. The idea of going out like that should scare you and only scare you, but it excites you too.

“I can’t hold back any more y/n. I try and try but fuck,” Sakusa curses, something you don't usually hear from him and God does it sound downright sinful. His voice is tight, like he’s about to snap, but begging for permission to.

“Sakusa…” you try to say something, anything again. Feeling his uneven breaths against the pulse of your neck. “Sakusa, what are you going to do to me?”

‘What are you doing to me?’

You feel like you are watching Bokuto and Meian again. A familiar ache settling between your legs. Enamored by the fact that these men have fangs like in all the movies and books you read as a teenager. But this is not a book. This is real life. This is a man, creature? This is Sakusa who could very well kill you. But you can’t seem to accept that. Sakusa was your friend too and he would never do that.

“I’m going to bite into you,” He says like he’s finally accepting that for himself too.

Sakusa runs his tongue along your neck. You tense up while a moan slips from Sakusa and holy fuck does that sound just as good as him cursing.

Yup, you were done for. You are about to be preyed upon by a real vampire. And you know what? you might be fine with that? It was something that you had been dwelling on ever since you saw Meian rack his fangs along Bokuto’s neck as he desperately fucked his captains fist. You should be scared of them, revolted, tuning in your two weeks notice and running from the nearest church. But here you are craning your neck for Sakusa who is moaning more at the submissive act.

Sakusa doesn’t know rather be thankful or concerned that you are doing this. If you put up a fight, then maybe would have come to his senses. But you’re not and you taste so good already, and he’s already so close to having your blood on his tongue. Sakusa slips his hands down from your wrists to intertwine them with your fingers as he opens his mouth for the bite.

“Kiyomii.”

Fuck.

You and Sakusa both jump apart. When Sakusa turns his body to face the doorway where Meian’s stern voice came from, you see Atsumu, Bokuto, and Hinata standing behind him.

You swallow again. Meian looks pissed. The sort that makes his face dead calm. His stern eyes trained on Sakusa pinning him to his spot beside you.

You are suddenly aware of your breathing, rough and deep. Were you even breathing before? You focus on managing your breathing as you assess the situation. Meian had Sakusa just before he bit you. He had caught Sakusa about to bite you. Something you remember is strictly forbidding Bokuto to do.

“Meian I- “

“Don’t,” is all the captain has to say to shut Sakusa up.

Meian steps further into the room followed by the rest. Atsumu is the first to get to you. He wraps you up in a warm hug. His chest is like a wall between you and Sakusa that feels like cotton and smells like Irish spring.

“What do ya think yer doin’ Omi-omi? Forcing yourself on y/ like that.”

“Yea you could have seriously hurt her!” Hinata sounds a lot more worried than angry.

“I-I’m sorry,” Sakusa says, looking between you and Meian. “I know I should have told you I was having trouble controlling myself, but...”

“But you didn’t,” Meian finishes for him.

Sakusa looks like a dog with his tail tucked between his legs in shame. You had to say something. After all, this wasn’t all his fault. When you try to speak, the admission comes out of a mumble into the setter’s chest.

“What was that?” Atsume asks, losing his grip just a tad like he was giving you the space to speak up.

Everyone’s eyes are on you as you swallow your embarrassment and confess to a room of vampires, “I- I liked it. I liked it. I was going to let him. ”

There are a long few beats of silence. Was it that weird to get a little (A lot) turned on by the prospect of being bitten? Of course, it was. Right? You think back to Bokuto’s desires for you that went beyond biting. But what about the rest? Did they just see you as a mouth-watering meal they weren’t allowed to touch? Did Meian see you as that and only that?

“Wait, really?” Hinata asks, hopeful and practically bouncing on his feet.

You nod, beginning to feel a little bolder but before you can say anything else Meian speaks up again.

“I think it’s best if we give y/n some time to wrap her head around all of this.”

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And they did give you space. A little too much space. That very night after the Sakusa incident your boss called you to ask how you were feeling. Apparently, Meian had noticed you looked a little sick today. You tried to weasel your way out of it, too much work to do and all. But your boss wasn’t having it. Working while sick would only make things worse for yourself. And it wasn’t like taking a few days off would be the end all be all for the team. He assumes that will be something Tomas and Branes get up to.

You were now on day two of your sick days. Your second day just lounging at home in an oversized tee shirt and underwear, slowly going insane.

The group chat was silent. no matter how many times you texted it and no one, not even Meian, was answering your calls. You can’t wait to get back to work where no one, not even Meian, can ghost you. They would have to answer all your questions then. The questions that you had made a list of and printed out. Currently laying neatly on your desk in your home office.

As it turns out you never had to wait until you went back to work because the captain himself shows up on your doorstep with your favorite take out in hand. An apology, but one that you will not accept so quickly. Crossing your arms over your chest you do not move from the doorway to give him room to enter.

Instead you ask, “Do I need to invite you? Is that how it works?”

Meian rolls his eyes, “You know that’s not how it works.”

And you did. If that was true Atsumu would have to ask every time before barging into your office and Meian would have to ask to come in even though he had a spare key to your apartment in case of emergencies.

But you weren’t going to back down yet. “Well, I wouldn’t know since no one seems to want to answer me.”

“Which is why I am here on your doorstep, begging for forgiveness the best way I know how,” he holds up to bag .

“Food is the way to my heart,” You note as the facade of being angry with Meian begins to slip. It was a hard act to begin with. You could never be angry with the captain for too long. “But it won’t answer my questions.”

“Which is where I come in. I’m here to answer all of them.”

“All of them? I have listed you now .”

He scoffs, “Yea I figured. Probably typed in Times New Roman and double spaced.”

“You know me all too well. Get in here. We have a lot to catch up on.”

You wouldn’t tell Meian out right but you're relieved. The fear had been in the back of your mind all day. You were afraid that this kind of big revelation would change everything. But you and Meian sit on the sofa eating the takeout he brought over like it was any other night you two had dinner at your place. You two laughed and talked about nothing in particular between him answering each and every question on your list. The interrogation doesn't even feel like that. It felt like a normal conversation with him. The kind that made you smile and relax back into the sofa

The mood did shift when you came to the second to last question on your list, “So um, pretty obvious that you all, or most of you want to bite me…. among other things, but right now I want to know why you didn’t feel like you could tell me, “You try and leave it at that, but the rest of the words just came tumbling out with it. “I thought we were close like that, all of us, not just you and me. So….it just makes me feel like we aren’t? But I know that’s not true.”

Meian rubs the back of his neck sinking into the sofa and mirroring your position but stares up at the ceiling. “The thing is I wanted to tell you. I think that we all just feared how you’d react to it. That’s why I wanted to ease you into it and not have you find out in the literally worst way.”

“I wouldn’t say it was the worst way to get confirmation of what I already suspected to be true….” You say quietly but Meian ears pick up on it., but he tries not to look too hopeful by it.

“We were all just trying to be cautious. We didn’t know how you’d react to the existence of vampires.”

“Do you really think I would run for the hills?”

“It’s what Hajime Iwaizumi did when he found out Toru Okiawa was a vampire. They both fled Japan after that.”

“Why does that name sound familiar…. Doesn't he play Volleyball in San Juan?”

“Yes, he does. But staying on topic. We were all trying to be as cautious as possible because the last thing we want is to scare you or make you feel like you can’t trust us anymore. We all decided early on that above all else we wanted to keep the friendship we’ve made. We all want to feed on you, but not if that means making you in any way uncomfortable or scared of us.”

‘Feed on me. Biting me. Bokuto’s fat cock. Bokuto’s desperate pleading voice, Sakusa's desperate face, his tongue running along my neck. What is wrong with me? Meain is sitting here saying the most heartwarming stuff and I'm thinking about dick.’

“Y/N, stop spacing out on me.”

“Is it a sex thing?”

“What?”

“Feeding on people. Is it like a turn-on for vampires? I know you said that you have to have blood to live among humans, but well…you know what no. I bet you know since you all have super senses.”

Meian suppresses a smile because it is kinda cute when you get all huffy.

“When you were…’ taking care of’ Bokuto the other day you both seemed to not just wanna feed on me.”

Meian could tease you, make you tell him exactly what you mean. Describe in detail the way you saw him pleasuring Bokuto. But this wasn’t why he was here. He was here to answer all your questions and lay everything off the table then see how you wanted to move forward.

“It can be. Arousal changes the taste, makes the blood savory, and some vampires like that. It’s just rare to come by.”

“It is?” you feel your stomach drop a little. So maybe you were an odd one out.

“Yea, it’s not very arousing if it’s not fun for both parties.”

Ah, that made sense, and it makes you even more curious. You had stayed up late last night thinking about what it would be like to be fed upon while being fucked. If the others hadn’t found you and Sakusa in time. If he had bent you over your desk and continued to give in to his urges. If you had stepped out of your office that day. Helped Bokuto through the frenzy he had worked himself into with Meian’s large hands spreading you open. Or it could be just Meian. Just the man who you had been friends with since your university days. Who you knew before he became MSBY’s Iron Wall and captain. Meian sinking down between your legs and working you with his fingers and tongue. Praising you about how cute every little sound you make, amazed at how wet you are for him, and how good you taste after digging his fangs into the fat of your thigh.

“Y/n you’re spacing out again.”

“Right, sorry I was just thinking?”

“Care to share?”

“Can you try it on me? feeding that is, like you all want to?” there is a long moment of silence causing you to grow anxious and sputter out more words to fill it.” I just, well I’ve been curious, really curious about what it would feel like. And, like, I don’t wanna get your hopes up because you’re right; I won’t know if I like it or not until I actually try it. But I think I really would like it and I can’t think of anyone better to try it with. I trust you and I know that whatever the outcome it won’t change our friendship.”

Meian almost can’t believe what he’s hearing but he knows that he needs to say something because the longer he stays quiet the more anxious you will get.

“Really?”

“Umm, yea. But if it’s something that your aren’t ready- “

“Fuck no, i mean yes. I’m ready. Fuck you are amazing y/n”

“Alright so we’re doing this then?.”

“Yes,” Meian nods and gets up to try the couch offering a hand to you. “Though I don’t think that your living room couch is the right place for this.”

“Right, bedroom then?”

“Bedroom, '' he agrees.

Meian leads you to your bedroom and clicks the door shut behind you too. In the soft glow of your bedside lamp, he sees you as looking so soft and eager. Meian lays you down on your comforter, slipping a knee between your legs. He hovers above you just taking a moment to stare down at the sight just in case he won’t get to see you like this again.

“I’m going to take it slow ok. And you tell me if I need to stop.”

You didn’t know that by going slow Mien meant teasing the ever-living shit out of you, or at least that’s what it felt like. Meian starts at your neck, kissing and giving the nape of your neck kitten licks all while his fingers slip under the bottom on your tee shirt. His hand came to rest on your hip, thumb stroking the warm skin.

Your hips shift looking for some sort of friction from the thigh between your legs. Mercifully Meian presses his leg into you giving you something to grind against. Your moan is high pitched. You push your hips up grinding against him. This soon proves to be not enough, you need more. You can’t cum like this and by the looks of things Meian is going to continue to take his sweet time. Sure his mouth is getting sloppier and you’ve started to feel the light scrap of fangs against your neck , but nothing to indicate him actually going to bite you or giving you something more than a freaking knee to grind against.

“Meian,” Your voice gives away how you are on the verge of tears.

He pulls away from your neck to ask, “You want me to stop?”

You shake your head, “no!”

This earns a chuckle from the vampire that you feel rumble in his chest. “That’s what I thought. Fuck you’ve soaked through my pants.”

“I what-“Before you can get the rest of the question out, Meian shows you. He pulls his knee away just enough to feel the cool air of your room against the wet patch in your underwear. Oh, holy fuck. Have you ever been this wet? How could you just be gushing down there from some sloppy hickies and a well placed me?

“Meian, please. I can’t take the teasing anymore.”

“I’m not teasing, I told you I’m going slow."

“Yeah well it feels like you are teasing me and you’re going to make me cry.”

You knew he hated to see you cry. You feel him smirk against your skin. Meian hated to see you cry right? That being said he never saw you cry in frustration because you weren’t getting off.

“I don’t know. I kind of like the way your voice sounds. All wobbly and tight. So exasperated because you can’t get yourself off,” Meian’s voice is low which doesn’t help but to make the ache between your legs worse.

“Meian pleaaase,” Your hand fists the cotton of his shirt. You try to pull him closer but he stays put. “Please I need more.”

“Fuck, it’s so good to hear you beg like that y/n. Can I touch you?”

“Yesyesyes.”

You arch into Meian's touch as pulls aside your underwear and pushes his fingers between your slick folds. Meian lets out a shaky breath against your neck. You are downright irresistible. Maybe he should have given everyone a little more credit. It's driving him crazy to have you under him writhing and moaning as he plays with your clit. To have you begging him for more.

Meian’s fingers take on a pattern. The smooth circles across your clit that makes you see stars. It’s slow, but you can feel your orgasm building. You can feel yourself getting lost in the pleasures that just mounting and mounting. Making your head fuzzy and body tinglingly and light. This was far better than anything you could imagine. Mostly because for as long as you stayed up trying to get yourself off to all those imaginary scenarios you could never reach fruition.

“Can I bite you know?” Meian’s voice sounds rushed and breathless.

“Yes, please. Wanna know…” You swallow thickly, “Wanna know what’s like.”

And Meian did too. He wanted to know how you really taste. He wanted to feel your body come undone under him. He needs to know if you find pleasure and enjoyment in being fed on just as much as he does.

Feeling the graze of his fangs your toes curl but your body doesn’t tense. Your body was ready for this, excited for it even. You pull on Meian’s shirt again to pull him closer. Craning your neck to the side to give him more room.

The vampire wonders if you know how rare it is to find someone like you. How lucky he was. How lucky the rest of the vampires on the MSBY team are. To have such a hard-working manager who would be their human. Who’s excited and so eager to give them the kind of blood they all crave.

Meian speeds up the way his finger is moving over your clit making you blood pump faster.

“Meian, of fuck. M’gonna cum, gonna cum. Meain,” you warn a mounting voice

The moment that Meian sinks his fangs into your neck the world stills into what feels like an endless moment. It hurts. There is a pain that you can only describe sharp and burning. But it’s good. Fuck does it feels good. It’s the pain in your neck that pushes you over the edge. Meian continues working your body through orgasm. Your head is swimming as he takes from you while continues to move his finger against your clit. But you can still hear his own moans rumbling against your neck. Like he’s biting into a five-course meal.

It’s not until your orgasm fully leaves your body that Meian’s unlatches himself from your neck. You blink slowly coming back to reality. Meian hovers above you, hands no longer on you, He was staring down at you. Lips parted as he catches his breath. You note how you can still see his fangs and the smear of your own blood on the corner of his mouth. He doesn’t look as happy as you thought he would having finally been able to taste what he's been craving for so long.

“Y/n?” His voice mimics the worried expression.

“Holy fuck. I hate you. How dare you keep such a mind-blowing thing from me. That was-wow. I can’t believe I came so much. I feel so good right now Meian”

Meian finally cracks a smile and helps you sit up. He leans against the headboard and pulls you into his lap, you relax into his hold and let him lick at the spot on your neck where he bit you so he can help it heal over faster. How did he explain it earlier? Your head still a little muddles but you think it was something about healing the skin fastor?

“You didn’t take much”

He hums,” I told you we don’t”

“Yea but I thought it’s more than a few gulps.”

“It’ll feel like a lot more than a few gulps when it’s five of us feeding on you,” Meian warns but then resizes what he's said and quickly adds,” That is if you want to. You don’t have to”

“Oh no, I want to. We might have to make a feeding schedule, but I think being-how did you phrase it?”

“You’ll be our human.”

‘Our human.’ Yes, you liked the sound of that.

“Right, your human. It will be nice, but, “ you wiggle out of Meian's loose grasp and make yourself room between his thighs then point to the bulge still present in his pants. “This won’t do. I get you get good food out of this, but I don’t think it’s fair. After all, didn’t you just say a while ago it’s not really a good meal if both parties aren’t having fun? And that doesn’t look fun. It looks painful.”

It was. His dick had been straining against his pants since he began to feel you soaking through them and he hasn’t been able to make it go away.

“You don’t have to sound like you're scolding me.”

You cross your arms over your chest and double down on the tone. “I am scolding you. But I also want to know if you want a hand with it.”

“I would very much love you to help with my hard-on.”

“Then come on, shimmy shimmy,” you gave a little wiggle then lean over him to your bedside table and pull out a small bottle of lube from the dresser drawer. Given what just transpired you don't; feel at all ashamed if Meian catches a glimpse of the small collection of vibrators you keep in there along with a few condoms.

Meian did as he was told. He Unbuttons his pants then lifts his hips to push them down enough for his cock to spring free. He lets out a sign of relief with it finally being freed. You settle yourself back between his thighs, making sure he’s comfortable too, then pop open the cap and pour a generous dollop of the lube into the palm of your hand. Meian sucks in a breath between between his teeth, the lubes makes your hand cool but fuck does it feel amazing when when you wrap your hand around the base.

You give one experimental stroke from the base to the tip to spread the lube. You bite the bottom of your lip and continue the slow strokes, getting used to the feel of his cock in your loose fist. He’s big. There is no denying that, but you have a sinking feeling Bokuto's bigger than he is.By taking your time you can feel when he cock twitches or the way he tense like he’s trying not to buck his hips into your hand.

How long had he thought of this? How many times had he thought your hands working him like this? In all the times that he thought about you pleasuring him he never could quite imagine what your face would look like. But he can now. You’re looking down at his erection with a slight look of bewilderment, biting your bottom lip , taking your sweet time and enjoying it.

“it’s…. Weightier than I thought it would be.”

“Yea? Fuuuck , y/n I’m not going to last long like this.

You crack a crooked smile and look up to his face. He really did look like he was just about ready to cum. “But I've barely started.”

“You’re just doing such a good job, I've just been dreaming about this for so long baby- “His voice cracks off into a moan and he tilts his head back.

“Nu-uh, I wanna see your face when I make yon cum Meian,” You order softly.

The vampire obediently dips his head to face you again. In return, you speed up the pace of your hand and apply a little more pressure. Meian opens his mouth like he wants to say something, mabey more praise, but all that comes trembling out is a moan. You were going to like Meian like this. You’re loving the way his pupils are blown wide and the only one that seems to be able to focus is you. He literally looks like his mind is blank, drunk on the pleasure you are making the usually, a cool and calm captain is not even able to form a coherent thought, and just because you give him a handy?

“y/n.”

“Hmm?” you humm continues to study his face while you stroke him.

“I’m cumming,” you feel his dick twitch in your hand again, “fuck, I’m cumming baby.”

Just like Meian ,had you worked him through his orgasm. Not stopping until you’re sure you’ve milked him dry. Your hand is left covered in cum. A small laugh of disbelief sputters past your lips.

“I’m going to go grab us some wipes for us. I wasn’t expecting that much cum.”

You come back with a small pack of wet wipes and a hand that’s now clean. You pass the pack to the Meian setting, “for the lubey dick.”

“Please don’t call it that.”

You shrug, “it is what it is.

You crawl back onto bed. “So, I have one more question.”

It was the last question on your list.

“Yea?”

“What are you going to do to Sakusa? Or have you done anything yet?”

Tucking himself back into his pants and fixing them Meian returns to leading against the headboard of your bed. “I haven’t apprehended him yet of your asking and I’m not quite sure really.”

You perk up a bit. “So, you’re open to suggestions?”

“Oh, you have an idea for a proper punishment?”

“And a nice little surprise to let the rest know they now have a human,” you add.

“So, what scheme do you have cooking in that head?”

You make yourself comfortable, snuggling up to Meian as he throws an arm around your shoulder and tucks you into his side.” I'm so glad you asked.”

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