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↣ title: of and for gods - chapter vii - { chapter vi ৹ chapter viii (wip) }

↣ pairing: sex god!daichi sawamura x f!mortal!reader

↣ wc: 4.7k

↣ warnings: nsfw. mdni. concubines. exhibitionism/voyuerism (sort of). virginity loss. naïvete. guided handjob, blowjob. oral (m & f receiving). first orgasm (f). praise. jealousy.

↣ notes: the chapter you've all been waiting for. loosely inspired by the love story of eros and psyche.

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A pair of armed guards stood outside the doors, opening them for you and the virgin goddess as you approached them. Even before crossing the threshold you could see that Daichi’s bedchamber was massive; bigger than your family’s entire cottage had been.

Upon entering, you found the god of sex leaning against one of his sturdy bedposts where he had been waiting with his thick arms folded over his broad chest. He wore a long, red silken robe that teased you with a glimpse of his beautifully bronzed pectoral cleavage.

As Shojo led you to him, a subtly wicked smile formed on Daichi’s handsome face, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. His pupils dilated, his brown irises nearly overtaken by his mounting lust, reminding you of the intense gaze in which he held you the night you first met back at the tavern. You responded with a coy smile, but found yourself falling into the dark depths of his eyes once again, compelling you to look away.

Shojo declared that you were indeed a pure virgin before making her way across the room behind the partition where the god’s other concubines waited.

Daichi strode around you as if sizing you up before stopping behind you. His rough fingertips against the soft skin of your shoulder sent a jolt of heat straight to your core. With the smoothest of movements, he removed the clasp from your shoulder, allowing your robe to fall open and expose your breasts. When he placed a soft kiss on one of your goosebumped shoulders, you closed your eyes and exhaled through your mouth. His lips blazed a trail across your skin, upwards along the side of your neck before stopping behind your ear.

Daichi’s voice was low and deep, his breath warm against your skin. “Are you frightened, mortal?”

“A little,” you answered honestly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” he said, smoothing his slow hands down the length of your bare arms.

“I-I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do…” you admitted with a slight tremble in your voice.

“Then I’ll guide you.” Daichi nipped at the back of your neck. “Teach you.” You shuddered at his words. You believed him, trusted him. “Turn around and face me,” he said.

The sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears grew louder knowing you were going to meet those eyes again. You did as he said and once again, your gaze faltered under the intensity of his. You began to tear up, mostly out of frustration for not being able to look at your God for more than a few seconds without wavering.

He brought his hand to your face and stroked your cheek. “Look at me, mortal.” You galvanized yourself with resolve and met Daichi’s overwhelming gaze. “Why do you look away from me?”

“Because it feels like your eyes are traps and I begin to fall in when I look into them. I feel the same way I imagine a small animal feels when it is being hunted as prey or for sport.”

Daichi tilted his head. “That’s because you are, mortal. I want you.” His lips touched the corner of your mouth. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I first saw you. To have you. To claim you.”

Behind the wicker partition, Rose clenched her jaw at the way the god was speaking to you. The way he was looking at you.

You drew a slow, ragged breath before brushing your lips closer to his and pressing against them as lightly as a feather. “Then I am yours for the taking, my Lord,” you whispered.

Daichi’s cock twitched at such words having fallen from your virgin lips. He wanted to savor this innocence, to milk your purity for all it was worth before stripping you of it. Your body would only be pure for only a few more minutes and he intended to make the most of it.

He returned your kiss, applying soft and deliberate pressure to your lips. It quickly intensified from there once you had both gotten a taste of the other.

“Touch me, mortal. I want to feel your hands on my body.”

You traced your fingertips upwards along Daichi’s arms and across his silk-covered shoulders before pushing them into his short, black hair. His tongue swiped between your lips, and you eagerly obliged his request for entrance. The soft, wet heat of his mouth invading yours fanned what had begun as a small flame between you. Now it flared ablaze as your kissing grew more urgent. He took one of your breasts in his hand and squeezed a little before carding his fingers around your budded nipple and giving it a gentle tug.

“Ohhh…” you exhaled.

Daichi’s mouth temporarily abandoned yours in favor of your other breast, swirling his hot tongue around your areola before sucking it into his masterful mouth. This sent another searing jolt to your core as your walls released a small amount of moisture to slicken your sex.

Although you were still out of your depths, the sex god’s gentle nature had assuaged some of your fear, your inhibition falling away as your need began to mount to a previously unknown height. Naturally, you had experienced arousal before, but this feeling, this sensation was something wholly unfamiliar to you. Your slick began to spread down between the apex of your thighs as you throbbed with desire. There was a strange feeling of emptiness, as though there was a void within you that desperately needed to be filled.

Daichi untied your belt, the entirety of your robe cascading down into a small pile of soft fabric around your feet. He stood back, his covetous eyes taking in every peak and valley of your smaller body while he rid himself of his own garb. Your face flushed with heat at the first glimpse of a man’s – your God’s – naked body. He was so close to you, and he had already given you permission to touch him, but all you could do was stare with your jaw on the floor, right alongside your dignity. Your wide eyes were particularly drawn to his hardening cock as you wondered if it was normal for one to be so big. You supposed it did stand to reason that the deity of desire would be well-endowed. His deep voice brought you out of your trance.

“See something you like?” Daichi asked with a smirk. Your eyes darted up to meet his, not so difficult to do now that he’d warmed you up to him and awakened your carnal appetite.

“S-sorry…”

Daichi scoffed, taking your hand between his fingers. “Don’t be sorry. I want you to look at me. All of me,” he said as he placed your hand on his chest with a reassuring nod. “Touch me.” He watched as you explored his naked, olive skin. “Very good, mortal. Keep going.”

He kneaded your ass with one hand while the other traveled from your hip, dragging his large fingers over your belly before roaming southward. They ventured from the crease of your leg down to the area where your thighs met, only an inch or two from your intact sex where he could already feel your slick against his fingers.

“Mmm…so wet already,” Daichi seductively murmured against your lips.

You smoothed your hands over the god’s broad shoulders, around the back of his neck, then down over the hard plane of his chest. He cupped your sex in his large hand, grinding his palm against you as his fingers massaged your inner and outer lips, your legs nearly giving way under his touch. No one else had ever touched you there. The way it felt when you touched yourself paled in comparison to how Daichi’s fingers were making you feel now.

“I’m going to ready you for my cock, mortal.”

You moaned when your Lord’s finger slid between your dripping labia before smoothing his calloused palm over your slippery clit. You gripped his bicep and tilted your head back in a deep groan. He kissed your exposed neck, licking and nipping at it as he picked up his pace.

“Oh my God!”

“Yes, that’s right, mortal,” Daichi slurred, tongue thick with lust, “I am your God.”

You grazed your thumbs across his nipples and felt him shudder as he parted his lips to release a low growl. Opening your eyes, you bit your lip at the sight of Daichi’s hand moving between your legs, the sinew of his forearm flexing as he flicked his thick fingertips against you. Your hands traveled downward, taking your time to feel every. single. dip between his sculpted abs before stopping above the trail of black hair that led from his navel to meet the larger patch above the base of his cock. You watched in awe as a bead of precum emerged from its thick head.

Your God guided your shaking hand to his full erection. “Go ahead, touch it. I want to feel your pretty little fingers around my cock.” You curled your fingers around him, or at least as much of him as you could hold. His cock was thick and hot. Heavier than what you’d thought one could be. He hummed his approval. “Stroke me. Like this.” Closing his hand over yours, Daichi squeezed with an exquisite amount of pressure and guided your small hand along his girthy length. “And it feels especially good if you massage the tip like this,” he breathed, moving your hand to wring his silky-smooth cockhead.

“Like this?” you whispered, moving your hand back and forth along his rock hard shaft.

“Mhmm,” Daichi moaned, resting his forehead against yours. “Tighten your grip a little. Yes, just like that,” he said with a sigh as you felt him twitch in your hand. More pre oozed from the head and down over your thumb, a small drop of it hitting the floor beneath you. “See what you’re doing to me? You’re making my cock leak.” You smiled bashfully at his praise, licking your lips. “Would you like a taste of my prespend, mortal?”

You looked up at him with those innocent, approval-seeking eyes and nodded.

Daichi led you over to his bed and sat down on the edge with his feet spread apart on the floor. Guiding you by the hand he said, “Come a little closer, that’s it. Get on your knees between my legs. Keep stroking me. Good girl. Now, when you’re ready, taste me.”

He watched as you brought your tongue to the head of his cock and gave it a tentative kitten-lick. Having heard stories about how awful a man’s spend tastes, you were trepidatious at best. But as his bittersweet need coated your tongue, you wondered if this is what was meant by the phrase ‘nectar of the gods’. It was unlike anything you’d ever tasted - sweet like honey with a finishing hint of salted lemon. You’d swear the sex god’s spend had healing properties. You licked him again - more eagerly this time - as your fist slowly worked his shaft over.

Daichi’s fingers combed your hair to one side to give him a perfect view of your beautiful mouth as it worshiped his cock. “Mmmshit,” he hissed as the tip of your tongue prodded at his leaking slit. “Do you enjoy the way I taste, mortal?”

You looked up at him with his shaft in your fist and cooed, “Yes, God.”

“Good fucking girl. Keep going…” he said, lightly massaging your jaw.

Daichi’s flavor was intoxicating. You wanted more. You licked along his shaft to collect what had previously spilled around him. He hummed, louder than before. Having licked him clean, you returned your attention back to his thick cockhead, now a darker, angrier shade of pink than before. When you swirled your tongue around him, his hips rolled of their own accord, slowly pumping himself into your fist.

“Damn. Oh, that’s so good. I want you to try putting my cock in your mouth.” Daichi wrapped his thumb and index finger below his swollen tip and said, “Try taking me this far at first.” Smearing his slippery cockhead against your lips, he instructed you to “Open your mouth, mortal. Good, now drag your lips down to where my fingers are. Mmhmm, right there...“

More of his pre leaked out and before he could tell you what to do next, you started sucking on the head of his cock, pulling a long, deep groan from the god of sex himself.

“Ahh fuck…look at you. Taking to my cock like a duck to water. You’re a natural- fuuuck…”

You had sunk your lips a little further down Daichi’s shaft, growing more and more addicted to pleasuring him. Wanting - no - needing more of his praise, you sucked him a little harder, paying close attention to his reactions, taking mental notes of what you were doing every time he moaned, hissed, and groaned. Every word of praise, every tremble of his hips. Every drop of his prespend as it trickled down your throat.

“Try taking me a little deeper…” Between your eagerness to please Daichi and your lack of experience, you tried to take him too deep, too fast and came up choking. “Swallow, dove. It helps with the gagging,” he said while stroking your hair.

You looked up at him with tears in your eyes. “I’m sorry, my Lord. I really want to please you. I’m so sorry I couldn’t do better.”

Daichi smoothed his thumb across your cheek. “You’re doing incredibly well, mortal, even better than I expected and…” he gave you a warm, comforting smile, “...I am quite pleased.” He took your hands and pulled you to your feet before taking you by the waist and pulling you closer. “Come here. Sit on my lap.”

He helped you straddle him before kissing you deeply as he held you, pulling you closer until his cock grazed your virgin slit. “Oh, God-“ you gasped, flinching.

“Be not afraid, mortal woman. Did I not tell you I would take care of you?”

“Yes, but…” you sputtered, breathless with desire. “I’ve never been this close to…you know…”

“It’s going to be okay. Trust me.” Daichi’s length stood between your bodies and he positioned your hips such that his cockhead caught your clit as he rocked his hips beneath you. You had never felt so much pleasure as when the veiny underside of his girth slid along your little pink bud. Digging your fingertips into his shoulders, you threw your head back and cried out. “That’s it, good girl. Feels good, does it not?”

“Yesss-hahhh…” Your mouth hung open as your head lolled back, still clinging desperately to the god’s shoulders.

Supporting you with his arms, Daichi’s cock bounced against you as he laid you down on his enormous bed, which was large enough to accommodate several bodies. He kissed you as his body claimed the space between your open legs, his strong tongue invading your hungry mouth before licking the side of your neck. He sucked on it long and hard enough to leave his mark before dipping down to taste your breasts again, then further still to kiss and lick your belly.

Daichi lifted one of your legs to his mouth and set out on a long, hot journey inside the soft, creamy length of your thighs, watching you closely as he went. He pressed your knees further apart as his lips blazed a path upward, closer to your apex, getting closer and closer to your virgin sex with every hot exhale of his breath against your flesh.

Daichi settled down on his belly with your thighs resting on his shoulders. “Look at me, mortal,” he urged.

You obeyed and watched as the primordial god of sex opened his mouth and, without breaking eye contact, licked a soft line between your petals before slowly flicking his tongue over your pink, glistening bud. You arched your back off his bed as you cried out, your eyes rolling back behind fluttering eyelids. He wrapped his arms over each of your thighs to help hold you down and keep you from squirming too far away from him.

Positioning his hand between your legs, he spread your labia and repeated the same swipe of his tongue, swirling the tip of it around the outer edges of your clit.

“OhfuckohhhhGod!“

Growling his approval, Daichi flattened his tongue and licked over your slit again, this time closing his lips around your hard clit as he ground his hips against the bed, a sticky, wet spot forming in the satin beneath his cock. An unfamiliar pressure began to build somewhere between your womb and the base of your spine, becoming more intense until all you could do was twist the sheets in your fists, your feet finding leverage against your God’s hard back and raising your hips off the bed.

But Daichi, the god of sex – your God of Sex - was unrelenting in his pursuit of your ecstasy. He moaned and followed your movements, never releasing your tiny bundle of nerves from the pulsing suction of his expert mouth. The pressure kept building inside you until something deep within you finally snapped. It sent you reeling from a terrible height, crying out as your fingers gripped his hair to hold him in place while you rocked your hips purely on instinct. But Daichi had no intention of letting you squirm your way out of his mouth. His muscular arms anchored you to his bed as you rode your orgasm to its end against his face.

When he finally released you, you had been reduced to a crying, babbling mess, trembling at the aftershocks as they spread like lightning deep beneath your charged skin. You had never felt more vulnerable and began to self-soothe by hugging yourself when you shivered. You felt the bed beside you give under Daichi’s weight, his arms pulling you against his large, protective body to give you comfort. You breathed in his familiar scent, calming you as he planted lazy kisses on your face and neck while whispering words of affirmation, assuring you of your safety over and over until you had stopped shaking and crying.

“Wh-at just h-happened to me?”

“That, my precious mortal, was your first orgasm. Everything you’re feeling right now is entirely natural and normal. You’re okay. I’ve got you, alright?”

You nodded your head against your Lord’s warm chest, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist, holding fast to him as though your life depended on it.

“Look at me.” You turned your head to face him again, bringing your gaze to his lips. He brushed a lock of your hair from your face. “You are so beautiful. You’re doing great.”

You nodded and wrapped your fingers around his wrist before kissing him there. “Thank you, my Lord.”

“Do you want to continue, or do you want to stop for now?”

Such a thoughtful deity. You never knew a concubine would have options such as these. But you were Daichi’s concubine. He was the god of sex after all and would never taint the physical expression of love and desire by forcing it on anyone. Quite to the contrary, it angered him when mortals used sex as a weapon. Even if you told him you couldn’t finish with him, there were four other stunning females already within earshot who would eagerly answer his beck and call to join him in a languid mess of hands and legs and breasts and moans until all of them came at least once.

Either way, there would be no shortage of pleasure coursing through his readied body this day. You were free to bow out until you were ready to take his cock. It would not be the first time the virgin goddess would have to make another house call to witness and notarize the surrender of a servant’s innocence to their God.

“I…want to continue.”

Daichi smiled. “Good girl,” he whispered into your mouth before claiming it with his own.

You slipped your hand between your God’s legs and began to stroke his heavenly cock again. He groaned as he rolled on top of you, using his knee to widen the space between your legs before settling there. Caging you between his arms, Daichi began moving his hips, gliding his aching cock over your dripping pussy. You gasped when the head caught your still-twitching clit. He dipped down to kiss and nip at your earlobe when his deep voice rumbled in your bones. “Whenever you’re ready, dove…”

With your hands in his hair and your calves rubbing his thighs, you asked, “Will it hurt?”

“Only if you want it to,” he smirked playfully. “But, no, I will not allow it to hurt without your consent.” He captured your breast in his mouth, grazing his teeth across your taut nipple.

“I-mm…God, feels good. Please…I am ready.”

“Keep your eyes on me, dove,” Daichi said soothingly as he moved to guide himself to your entrance. Now, unlike so many times before, you couldn’t have looked away if you had wanted to as he pressed against your wet, delicate opening.

Finally, he thought as he began to ease himself inside, gently stretching you open with the thick head of his cock. His lust-laden brown eyes that once held an almost threatening intensity were now soft, speaking to you, telling you that everything was going to be okay. And you believed him. Trusted him.

He worked himself in slowly, with intention, but when Daichi’s cockhead finally popped through the tight ring inside your opening, you cried out at the heretofore unfathomable pleasure. Never had you imagined anything could feel as exquisite as the pressure of being spread open around Daichi’s divine cock.

It was done. With the virgin goddess as your witness, the primordial god of sex had claimed you, taken your innocence. You knew you were his now, as did he.

“Breathe, mortal…” he hissed, clenching his teeth at the vise-like grip your tiny, unused hole had on him.

In its throes of ecstasy your entire body had seized, making your walls clench impossibly tighter around your God’s dick.

You took a few deep breaths as your fingers released their death grip on his forearms. When he felt you relax around him, Daichi eased his large cock in a bit more, closely monitoring your reactions. He looked between your bodies before looking into your eyes again with a small smile on his face.

“You’re doing so well taking me inside your pretty little pussy,” he cooed as he worked himself deeper inside you, the girth and drag of his cock earning a series of whimpers from you.

Daichi lowered his body, satisfying the contact your naked bodies had craved for so long. Brushing his lips against yours, he worked his hips a little faster until he was making soft love to you. The initial burst of pressure had relented enough for you to appreciate the other sensations the sex god bestowed upon your body – the heat of his quickening breath teasing your skin, the racing of his heart against your chest, the brush of his fingers from your ticklish ribs all the way down to your knee without breaking stride, the vibrations of his moans rushing straight to your core.

“Oh my God, it aches in the best possible ways,” you keened as his lower back undulated under your touch with every slow thrust of his hips.

“Say my name,” he commanded.

“Daichi…” you sighed, smiling, oblivious to the quiet gasps from the other side of the partition.

Rose’s long, painted fingernails impressed red crescents inside her palms. Daichi had never given any of his sex servants the liberty to address him by name so soon. Even she hadn’t been granted permission until she had been with him for several weeks! Just who the hell were you and why did her Daichi feel such a level of comfort with you as to freely give to you what had taken her weeks to earn?

“Fuck yes. Say it again.” The sound of his name riding on your quivering lips made that sweet, familiar ache bloom deep inside his loins.

You cupped his face in your hands and dragged your lips along his cheek as he rutted into you. “Does it feel good to you, Daichi? I want to give you pleasure, too.”

“You’re giving me immense pleasure, (y/n),” he panted. “Your heat enveloping me, so overwhelmingly snug inside, just perfect for me. You are so fucking perfect for me,” he said, rolling his hips against you as he showered you with his praise. “I want to feel your orgasm. Cum for me, y/n…” he ordered in a breathy growl.

His command was your wish.

The god of sex had taken full control of your body and mind. Pleasures of the flesh was his rulership; the act of love was his birthright. The moment Lord Daichi willed you to cum, you had been rendered powerless to avoid it. You arched your back and cried out against his shoulder as your second orgasm tore through you, more devastating than the first.

With his mouth hanging open and his balls drawing up, the immortal deity looked between your bodies to watch you adorn his meaty shaft with pearl-white rings as his hips began to buck. “Mmmfuck, I’m…gonna release…”

With one hand planted beside your head, Daichi reached down and pulled himself out. With his brow furrowed and his mouth agape, he tugged vigorously on his wet member to coax his spend from its slit. You watched curiously as he began to ejaculate, a loud groan escaping the god when the first spurt coated your clit, followed by a long, powerful ribbon that splashed across your breast, so warm and creamy on your budded nipple. Daichi panted your name as his strong cock jerked and unloaded the rest of his hot, sticky seed onto your belly. After tugging the last drops from his sensitive cock head, he dipped down and dragged his tongue along your belly to collect a healthy serving of his semen. Bringing his lips to yours, he slipped his tongue inside and pushed his nectar into your mouth, making you moan with gratitude.

“Stick your tongue out for me, y/n. Let me see my spend in your mouth,” he rasped. You obeyed your Lord, showing him his delicious cum as it pooled at the back of your throat. Greatly pleased with this, he rewarded you by telling you to swallow. “What do you think of my flavor now?”

You hummed in appreciation, eyes fluttering closed as you licked your lips. “Mm-want more,” you moaned, rubbing your inner thighs against his naked hips.

Still hovering over you, his cock was still as hard as it had been when he first entered you. He chuckled and pushed a damp lock of your hair from your sweat-beaded brow before kissing you deeply.

“Let’s wrap up the initiation ritual so I can send everyone else away,” he whispered, pecking you sweetly on the lips. “No more prying eyes. I want you all to myself.”

You beamed and nodded, eager to be joined with Daichi again - just the two of you in a steamy, hedonistic pile of flesh where you could speak freely to one another while your bodies moved as one.

“Stay here,” he said, moving to the edge of his spacious bed before beckoning Shojo.

She appeared from behind the partition, her reaction to seeing a naked god with a full erection, still wet with his lover’s slick, indicating that this was something to which she was not unaccustomed. You wondered how many deflowering rituals she had witnessed to be so unaffected by such gratuitous nudity. She smiled and assured him that everything was in order, even congratulated him as she nodded at you before taking her leave.

He called for the rest of his harem and bid them retirement to their quarters. You watched as your lover re-joined you in bed, missing Rose’s icy glare as she exited Daichi’s quarters.

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Day 21 ~ Caught In The Rain

Dancing in the rain has always been on your bucket list and what better way to achieve that dream when it rains after school.

Daichi thought you had lost your mind when you asked him to dance in the rain with you after you just finished school

“Come on Y/N it’s raining. I don’t want to get wet.”

“Yeah exactly. That’s why it’s called dancing in the rain Daichi. Please this is on my bucket list.”

You had to fight him to go outside but after a while of begging he finally relented

You laugh as you throw your umbrella to the side stomping through the forming puddles

‘The rain is really such a wonderful gift.’ you thought as you put your bags down

“There’s no music Y/N.” he complained as you started moving on the wet floor

“Come on we are gonna get wet.” He said again but this time he started moving along with you in the rain as to not upset you

You quickly go to your bag and grab your phone

Scrolling through your playlist until you find the right song, the one that you guys always dance too

He just sighs hearing the song he knows you love to dance too

Do you care that he is going to get wet? No not even the slightest

Does Daichi sigh again as you return to him? Yes, yes he does and he doesn’t care that you can see he is not very happy

You wrap your arms around his waist smiling up at him and he cracked a smile to let you know he was only joking about being fussy

He dipped you as you laughed after about a minute of dancing

He kissed you quickly pulling you up from the kiss going back to moving in the pouring rain

He would really do anything you ask of him because he loves you very much

Your bodies are pressed together tightly as the rain falls down on top of you but you didn’t have a single care in that moment as you Daichi moved

“I love you Dai.” You quietly said staring into his eyes, loving the feeling of him looking down at you with so much love

“I love you Y/N/N.” He whispered pulling you in for another kiss

“You have made my dreams come true.” You said as he pulled away watching the water droplets roll down your cheek

“You are my dreams and I could not be happier than I am now.” He grinned down at you quickly spinning you before pulling you back into his chest

Slowly moving to the chorus of Dancing Through The Rain by Jack Savoretti

After dancing for a while you are the happiest you have been in a while

“Please never stop being you Y/N. You are the most adorable when you are like this.”

He dipped you when the song comes to and end

You just smile at the man you love knowing this is it for you he is your first and last love

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۪۫ ༄ؘ ˑ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ — ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ

ft daichi / tsukishima / ukai / ushijima

summary: haikyuu boys realising they have a thing

༄ؘ ˑ SAWAMURA DAICHI — MARKING

running your teeth over the calloused tips of his fingers before taking them into your mouth is something daichi is used to. what he’s not used to is the feeling of your hand replacing the heat of your mouth, pumping him with languid strokes while you sink your teeth into his hip and bite. a strangled sort of noise leaves him, like he can’t decide whether to yelp or moan.

“what are you doing?”

“sorry.” you flash him a sheepish smile and press your lips over the reddened indents of your teeth. something swirls in his gut and daichi can practically feel his pupils dilate at the sight of the shallow imprints of your canines in his skin. claiming.

“no it—” he swallows thickly, broad chest heaving when you squeeze him at the base. your cheek is resting against his thigh, his aching length obscuring his view of your doe-eyed expression. “feels good.” he says, slipping a hand into your hair.

“really?” you look proud, eyes twinkling with delight as you trail your lips across his skin.

“mm, will you do it again, baby?”

this time, you can feel his dick twitching in your grasp when you nip at the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh. you’re jerking him with slickened strokes, your other hand caged between the mattress and digging crescents into his ass.

your mouth feels like it’s everywhere, and when he’s coming down from his high, spent and coated in a sheen of sweat, it looks like you have been: the corded muscle of his thighs is tender to the touch and covered in bruises. hues of raspberry and darkened plum sucked into his skin and teeth marks glistening with saliva that he wears like a badge of honor.

༄ؘ ˑ TSUKISHIMA KEI — HAIR PULLING

honestly, he has no idea what he’s doing. he’s never gone down on anyone before, but it’s easier than he thought, and you seem to be enjoying it. he’s hesitant at first, just exploring your folds, running his tongue along every part of you until he finds something that makes your breath hitch. you’re so.. receptive, muffled sounds of pleasure slipping from your lips and guiding him to focus in on what you like.

he makes a very interesting discovery when he curls his tongue inside you and you clench around him, a hand flying into his hair and gripping blonde locks between your fingers. he blinks, does it again, and you sing for him.

“fuck, tsukki, right there—” your nails are grazing his scalp as you tug him closer and he shivers, grips your hips and lets himself be shoved further into your cunt. his spine is tingling, nose pressed into your clit as he buries himself in your pussy and maps out your insides until your soaked walls are moulded to the shape of his tongue. he’s groaning into your heat when the flavour of you bursts across his tongue, lapping at your release and urging you to tug.

he mumbles something that gets lost in the lewd slurping between your legs, and when your hand slips away and you start to wriggle from his grasp, he snaps his head up and yanks your wrist back into his hair.

“harder.” he repeats it with so much fervour that all you can do is blink, slowly nodding in a lustful haze and guiding his mouth back to the apex of your thighs.

༄ؘ ˑ UKAI KEISHIN — BREEDING

the room is starting to get so hot that it’s making you lightheaded. ukai is hovering over you, pushing your knees further into your chest with each thrust as you desperately cling to his shoulders. the sticky tip of his cock hitting your g-spot has your nails reflexively dragging along the taut muscle of his back at a pressure that you both know will bloom angry red columns of scratches against his tan skin.

his cum has started to drip down the seam of your ass, sticky ropes of it beginning to coat his balls that press against you when he buries himself to the hilt and rolls his hips. it has your toes curling, your eyes hazy and pussy pulsing so hard you ache.

“‘m full keishi—hah!” you actually jolt beneath him when he presses a calloused thumb into the slick mess of your clit.

“one more.” he offers, “just one more, angel.” and it doesn’t take long either—all ukai has to do is picture you swollen with his seed, full tits and glowing features, and he’s releasing another load into your spent pussy with a drawn out string of expletives.

you’re reaching for him, navigating every hot curl of his tongue in a sloppy connection of your mouths while keishins hips fuck his cum back into you. he can feel your blissful smile against his lips, “that all ya wanted? hm? wanted me to fuck a baby into ya, sweetheart?”

༄ؘ ˑ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI — LINGERIE

if he’s being completely honest he rarely pays attention to what you’re wearing before he fucks you—it’s coming off soon, so why think too hard about it? plus, he prefers you bare anyway.

but this, oh he likes this. and you can tell. you watch his adams apple bob when he swallows from his place seated on the edge of the mattress as you step out of the bathroom with a shy smile. you pad into the room, give him a little twirl as you present yourself to him. wakatoshi has to release the sheets clenched between his fists and remember to breathe.

“it’s cute, don’cha think?” you’re glimpsing at yourself in the mirror, adjusting a strap here, plucking at the fabric that sticks to you like second skin. he hums, feeling foolish for envying strips of lace and cotton.

wakatoshi reaches for your hip when you’re in his reach, pulls you to stand between his legs only for you to crawl into his lap. he can feel the heat of you, and if you notice the hardness between his legs you don’t comment on it. you’re nosing at his jaw, and he feels a groan bubbling at the back of his throat when you press your chest to his. nimble fingers tugging at the clasp between your shoulder blades pulls his focus from dragging his lips along the dips of your collarbone. when a large hand closes over yours and guides it away from your back, you fix him with a questioning look.

wakatoshi looks up at you through unfairly thick lashes, his mouth at your sternum pushing fire into your chest.

“keep it on, hm?”

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forusomimiya · 9 months

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HQ captains reacting to you walking semi-naked with his team jersey

𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘛𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰, 𝘚𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝘒𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘉𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘸/ 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (all of them timeskip!) 𝘊𝘞: 𝘛𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 (?) 𝘈.𝘕.: 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 ‘𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 4 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 🦅🐍👑😜

𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 Despite no longer being involved in the world of volleyball, Kuroo still keeps his uniform as if it were a treasure. That uniform is not just a simple piece of clothing, in that uniform there are memories, family, victories… and he keeps it as his most precious object.

So precious that, when you get home and see that you have nothing to wear, you decide to surprise him by wearing it. And that's how you get it when he comes home after a long day at work.

"Oh wow" he says looking at you as he sets his keys in the foyer and his briefcase on the floor. "You look so pretty".

"Ya think?" You pinch the bottom of your shirt and stretch it out as if it were a dress, twirling on yourself. He gives you a smirk, examining your bare legs.

"Yep, just ´cause you're the one wearing it" he walks to the couch and once seated, sighs tiredly, turning to look at you. You know something has gone through his head. A couple of pats on the couch urge you to sit next to him, but you prefer to climb into his lap and entwine your fingers behind the back of his neck. His hands soon wrap around your waist.

"Thank you for the compliment" so innocent, you deposit a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"You're welcome, though…I think you'd look better without it" his hands come in direct contact with your skin, running up your ribs before coming to brush the sides of your tits, up your neck with his lips.

"Oh yeah?" you ask wryly. "Then you'll have to take it me off if you want to enjoy the view" you have plenty of time to jump up from the couch and rush out to his office, to wait for a smiling Kuroo to come through the door while along the way he undoes a couple of buttons on his shirt and rolls up his sleeves. A fucking sexy businessman.

Only 15 minutes later he had you begging, lying on the cold table, making a mess of your ass while he teased your pussy with his fingers, whimpering in pain and pleasure as you swooned listening to all the compliments he had in store for you since he saw you with his shirt on.

𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 "Daichiii…" you call from across the hall, peeking your head around the door frame, watching your husband cook. Daichi turns slightly but ignores you. "I can't see you now honey, come and show me" so you walked tiptoe to his side, where you wait for him to turn to look at you, leaning on the kitchen counter. He gives you a sidelong glance and when he notices what you're wearing, he completely disregards his task. "What a surprise" he laughs. "Where did ya get it?" "It was stored in one of those old boxes in the storage room" Daichi disappears, only his gaze is left riveted on you, licking his lip unconsciously under lewd thoughts. "Earth calling Daichi, are you listening to me?" you ask snapping your fingers in front of his face. The only movement he makes is to touch a button on the plate, the one you can assume makes the fire go out, before you see yourself lifted into his arms, walking with you to the bedroom, where he drops you on the bed and lets you know his thoughts as he goes to the closet and rummages through the drawers. "Oh… I know what you want to play at" "Oh yeah?" he asks undoing his shirt and exposing his toned abs. You can't help but think he's going to give you a striptease right there, because that's how all the strippers in the movies start, bare-chested and in dark jeans. But your world falls apart when from behind his pants pocket he pulls out his work handcuffs. "I'll bet by your expression it wasn't what you imagined" A groan escapes you as he takes both wrists, raising them high above your head, positioning himself behind your legs, which are you don't know how, raised. This was the fucking Daichi you married. "If your intention was to turn me on, it worked. Now be a good girl, or..." whip your ass in warning "I don't promise to be a good cop".

𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 "Where do you want to go for lunch tomorrow?" as if it were nothing, you stroll semi-naked in front of your boyfriend, who had long since stopped paying attention to the book in his hands, forcing him to look at you, no, to analyze you as you paced back and forth across the room. "Kotaro" you call him, scowling. "I'm sorry honey, I was so stunned looking at you I think I cum in my pants." "KOTARO!" but your temper soon deflates and you burst out laughing. "I'm kidding, it looks really good on you, better than me" you blush and steal a kiss for the compliment. "Do you think I would have made a good captain?" "I don't think you're good at that whole leadership and taking control thing" your shocked face makes him chew and swallow his words back. "I said I think!" "Well, since you've questioned it, I think it's a good time to show you that I can do it" Bokuto proclaims victoriously when his provocation towards you makes him manage to get you on top of him, unable to help but smile at the sight of your tits moving easily under his shirt. All he needs to do is lick his lips. "Let's be honest. If you're going to fuck me, let me at least take those tits honey. I can't stop drooling thinking about them" you can't say no to him, because one of the good things about Bokuto in sex, is that just by sucking your tits, he would make you cum time after time. "Well… Let me see those pretty lips wrapped around them then" just one command and Bokuto would already be under your shirt sucking your tits, with a noticeable erection that you would soon take between your hands, milking him.

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lovdlydaz · 8 months

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how they react when they see you in your uniform

afab!reader, you play volleyball and you just got home from a game

warnings: nsfw, cunnilingus, praise, degradation, musk kink, man just a lot of sex ngl

a/n: i've been wanting to try drabbles for a while, but i'll come out with fics soon. it'll be drabbles when i'm unmotivated, and fics when i am. hope y'all are okay with that ♡.

oikawa

♡ ————————♡

when you came home off your bus, you weren’t expecting your boyfriend to be on the couch, watching your game on the T.V. he was drooling over the way those spandex hugged your ass and thighs so well, how your ponytail swayed as you went to pass the ball. your body rolled so fluidly, making his cock harden because of how good you played his sport. so, when you came into the room he jumped, then his pupils blew with lust. you were in those same spandex, just in a jacket. he stood up and grabbed you, taking you into your shared room and throwing you onto the bed. his cock was hard as fuck, those shorts he was wearing didn’t really hide much. “you looked so pretty out there babe, i'm sorry i couldn’t come watch you play but you did so good,” he praised you as he pounded into your seeping pussy, eyes rolled back into your head whenever his tip kissed your cervix. you were definitely enjoying yourself, and he kept praising you until he finished. however, when you were both in bed cuddling he would go into your ear and whisper "but i'm better." needless to say, he got a one-way ticket to the couch that night.

ushijima

♡ ————————♡

it was a rough day at practice today. your team had fucked up hard at one of the many national games y'all played, but yesterday wasn't that great. you had fucked up your serves multiple times, had hit the ball into the net god knows how many times, and your hits kept going out. it was horrendous how you barely got to touch a ball today, and your exhausted expression showed when you got home from your car. your lovely boyfriend, who just so happened to be doing his nightly workout, was in the middle of his 6 x 10 reps of pushups when you walked in. he continued to do them, a small 'hey' escaping his lips before he heard an exasperated sigh leave your lips. he heard stuff being thrown on the couch then a flop, quickly hoping up from his little corner in the living room and walking to you. though, when he was about to speak he stopped, seeing you all sweaty and still in your uniform. he felt his heart throb, or what he thought was his heart. but then, he looked down, seeing his rock hard cock and blushing. you opened your eyes to see your large boyfriend looming over you, then feeling something poke you. you looked down to see his even larger cock poking out from his shorts, making you blush as well. let's just say that your spandex, jersey, and entire body was covered in cum that night. and you didn't regret a thing. <3

bokuto

♡ ————————♡

see, you and bo had this sorta complicated relationship. sure you were the sub in bed but bokuto acted as a sort of sub top, whining and whimpering your name whenever he was balls deep inside your pussy. and today was the same as always. you had gotten home from practice, a tired sigh leaving your lips until your beefy boyfriend latched onto you like a leech to skin. "i'm so glad you're home baby! how was practice? did you do good??" he asked like a bright puppy, you could visibly see his tail wagging. you giggled and ran your fingers through his hair, nodding your head and smiling. "yes bo, i had a great practice. how have you been? did you have practice today?" you asked, but then you felt something poking you, and then you felt hungry eyes boring down onto you. koutarou had gone quiet, and he had gotten hard too. it was the way those spandex curved around your waist, your hips and thighs were squeezed through the flexible fabric. you were picked up by your legs and carried into the bedroom, thrown down like a ragdoll before the spandex were ripped off you. his face was shoved into your heat for hours, not letting up until you had passed out. when you did he got himself off from your passed out form, then cleaned you both up and went to bed. just so you know, you were wearing your jersey home almost every day after that. <3

daichi

♡ ————————♡

today was the day of the big game, the biggest of your season actually. so, you had gotten up bright and early to start your day. you took a shower and got dressed, yet your boyfriend who was your #1 supporter and best volleyball coach was there cooking in the kitchen for you. "hey babe, ready to go?" he asked, then he paused. you were sliding your jersey on, tucking it in your spandex and your thighs jiggled as you did so. "yeah, gimme a sec—" and now you were against the wall, getting your brains fucked out of you right before your game. "fuck babe... couldn't resist myself with those pretty thighs of yours..." he whispered into your ear, instantly making you orgasm. he wasn't short after, messing up your insides and causing white to leak from you. you didn't have time to get cleaned up, so when you both got into the car you could feel his cum leaking out of you, which made you blush. let's just say you had a great game, and an ever greater fuck when you got home.

kita

♡ ————————♡

you had had a great day today. your team was playing the best they ever had and it was visibly cheering you up. though, when you got home your boyfriend was cleaning the counter off, seeing your tired yet happy form walk into the house. "hello sweetheart, how was it?" he chirped happily, but his eyes were staring straight at your pretty legs and formidable ass. your uniform looked so pretty on you, and your bust was even tighter in that jersey. he finished wiping off the counter as you told him your day, pressing you into a kiss when you finished speaking. his hands travelled to your thighs and you whined, those were your most sensitive areas. the sex was on the couch, bodies pressed together as you both were feral for each other. kita more than you, but y'know. the sun came up, and you both weren't even close to done. <3

kuroo

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your multi-million dollar boyfriend wasn't able to make it to your game. he had tried so hard but he was so busy, yet you didn't mind it. you knew how much he loved you, he showed it to you every day. so, when you were driven home by your personal taxi driver which kuroo also so happened to get for you for your birthday last year, he was sitting in the T.V. room, streaming your game. you were the libero, and he was admiring the way your body moved so nicely to get the ball in the air. hearing you come in he jumped, but then chuckled when he realized it was you. "oh, hey babe," he sputtered with a deep voice, but then his eyes travelled. the way your hair stuck to your forehead, how tight that jersey was and how even tighter those spandex were. he couldn't control himself, and now you were on the bed in doggy position as he rammed his thick cock into your cervix. "this pussy grips around my cock so good... such a slutty player aren't you? wearing those tight ass spandex... fuck, baby you make me go insane..." he murmured all sorts of things to you before you both orgasmed at the same time, making it heavenly bliss for you especially. after that, he got you both cleaned up, but you passed out in his arms before you even touched the bathtub. <3

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dyeher · 5 months

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Third Offense | HAIKYUU

includes: daichi sawamura x fem! reader warnings: age gap [legal], anal, creampie, breeding, fem nicnknames [princess] and pronouns [her, she], daddy kink, overstimulation, incorrect use of panties, handcuffs, dirty talk. summary: your third offense lands you behind bars.

Daichi fucks you with your cheek squished into the bar of the cell. Your lips parted, drool staining your chin and your eyes rolled into the back of your head; he fucks you like you’ve wronged him. Briefly, in the minutes before his cock presses against that one spot inside of you that makes your brain shut down, you wonder if he treats everyone who sees the inside of this cell that way.

As if it’s not bad enough, it’s a Friday night. The station is busy with drunkards and reckless teens being dragged in almost routinely. Phones are ringing off the hook, the bustling sounds of Miyagi’s Police Station are the only things drowning out your hiccuping. Your pathetic hiccuping.

“If you get any louder they’ll come down here wondering what the fuck is going on princess,” Daichi coos. “And then, they’ll find you here, crying on my cock, almost making a mess of my pants with the way you’re fucking creaming,” he pauses- not his thrusts, his speech- to take a breath and glance down at the place where your bodies meet, “God,” he groans. “Look at your little princess cunt, so fucking messy for daddy.”

You want to reply, you want to say yes, you want to tell him it’s all for him. But there are thick fingers pressing onto your tongue. Fingers that go deeper with the force of each of his thrusts. More than once he’s had to pull them back when you gag obnoxiously around them.

Daichi has stripped you. Tugged your dress free from your body, ripped your panties so they’re hanging off your hip as he plows into you. They sway with the rocking of your body, almost the same way your tits are bouncing, rubbing against the cold metal of the cell door. If only you weren’t completely out of it. If only you could tell him to go slower, to be gentler but your cunt squeezes around him mindlessly, gushing another round of cum as your nth orgasm washes through you.

He cums too. You know because you can feel the brief pain as the fat head of his cock breaches the entrance to your cervix and empties yet another load of his hot cum into it. You try to make a sound of pleasure around his fingers but only succeed in drooling more.

“Good girl,” he grunts as he lets his weight fall against you. The downside to having your hands cuffed together on the outside of the cell is that you can’t support yourself. Not that you’d be able to anyway. You’re trembling too hard, a result of being fucked standing up. Daichi pulls his fingers free from your mouth and chuckles when you take a harsh breath. “Your little pussy did so well, princess. Daddy’s so proud of it.”

You don’t expect the hand that was in your mouth to snake down to your cunt. You don’t expect the slap that lands against your swollen clit. So you wail, a broken sound that makes Daichi’s cock throb. You slump, knees buckling under the weight of your exhaustion but Daichi isn’t done with you yet. He wraps an arm around you to support you and hoists one of your legs up to the bar running horizontally through the others. Spreading you out for him, giving him access to the important parts of you, the parts that matter right now.

“I think I’m done with your pussy for tonight,” he huffs. “I think it’s nice and full, there’s no room for daddy’s cum in there anymore.”

He pulls his cock free, bending to watch as his thick cum begins to ooze out of you. With a dissatisfied huff, he smacks at it. The sticky strands of your mixed arousal connect him to you for a little bit. “Naughty little cunt, trying to get rid of my cum.”

He straightens to wrap his hand around your throat and silence your sob. He kisses roughly at the side of your forehead before bringing his lips to your ear to growl. “Thought you wanted me to put a baby in you. Hm? Your little cunt isn’t being very agreeable, princess.”

He lets go with a shove mumbling under his breath about common whores who won’t behave as he tears your underwear the rest of the way off. You glance down when he squats between your legs, and a split second before he does it you realize his intentions. You squirm when he stuffs the torn piece of cloth into your hole.

“Dai- daddy,” you whine, the feeling is foreign and uncomfortable, making you wiggle your hips in consternation.

“Shh,” he gently turns your head to face him, a small smile forming on his face when he takes in your running mascara and horribly smudged lipstick. “Don’t worry, daddy knows what he’s doing. You want to keep his cum inside right? Want to give daddy a baby?”

He kisses you softly when you nod dumbly, taking his time to coax your lips and tongue with his own. It’s a mind-melting kiss that once more reduces you to a brainless set of holes, so much so you don’t feel when he rubs the thick of his cock along your exposed asshole. Barely feel when he presses one thick finger into it. It’s not the first time Daichi has fucked your other hole but there’s usually far more prep involved before he can even attempt to fit in there.

Tonight though, it’s clear he’s a little upset about what you’ve gotten yourself into. About the fact that he’s been forced to arrest you for something he’d warned you about several times before. He doesn’t stop kissing you until the head of his cock presses against the puckered hole. He’s still soaked in your cum and he’s too impatient to provide more prep. He pulls away from your mouth then, dragging the hand around your waist up to squeeze at your breasts and pinch at your nipples.

“Relax, princess,” he pleads, hooking his chin over your shoulder. “Let me get in there.” He peppers kisses along your exposed skin, sucking and nipping into your neck until you relax enough for the head to pop in. You squeal; an adorable sound that has Daichi’s eyes squeezing shut as he forces himself not to cum again.

He’s incredibly overstimulated. His cock raw and pulsing but he needs to fill you with cum. He needs to fill every hole in your body. Every crevice that can collect liquid, he needs to douse your inside in him. It’s what you deserve. To be treated like a cum jar. A cum dump. A fleshlight. A toy. And Daichi doesn’t care if he fucks himself dumb doing it but he will use you.

His hand slides down your tummy and thick fingers nestle themselves on either side of your clit, they scissor against your puffy lips, spreading them apart and smearing the mess around. You keen when he uses your relaxed state as an opportunity to slip his cock the rest of the way in.

“There we go,” he chuckles. “There you are.” He takes a moment to appreciate the way you have to stretch to accommodate him, and then at the velveteen walls that massage the veins on either side of his cock. When he pulls out you both groan at the obscene squelch.

“Fu-fuck,” you whimper, fingers flexing as they scramble for something to hold on to. There is nothing though. Not when they’re outstretched in front of you. “Please- plea-“

“Please what Princess?” he uses his thumb to press the head back into you. The fit is so tight, so deliciously perfect that Daichi loses his sense of awareness for a little bit. Forgets where he is, his vision going white at the burn from how tight you are, the sound of his blood roaring in his ears deafens him. He has to stay frozen, one hand on your hip as he regains his bearings.

“Fuck me,” you slur. “Fuck my little hole.”

“Oh God,” your words snap something inside of him, as though he wasn’t already spiraling from the number of times he’d stuffed your cunt with his cum he’s suddenly overcome with the need to fucking ruin your little ass. So, he does.

A big palm pressing your face into the frigid bars, he rams into you. His pace is unforgiving even to him. You’re both moaning and panting and groaning; broken, breathy, dizzying sounds that spur each other on. Daichi mutters filth into your ear and you agree with dumb little ‘uh huh’s and ‘yes daddy’s because that’s all you can manage to say. When he cums into your ass you cry, you sob and tremble so badly that Daichi can barely catch you before you’re straining yourself on the weight of your cuffs.

You’re both sweaty and disgusting but, Daichi doesn’t give you the opportunity to freshen up before he takes you home. When Sugawara opens the front door, there’s a tense moment of silence while he takes in your disheveled form and ruined make-up. He gives Daichi a calculating look, one that Daichi recognizes all too well.

“Thank you, Daichi-san,” Sugawara sighs. “I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t looking out for her.”

“It’s never a problem Suga.”

“You-” Sugawara glares in your direction, “-get in the house. Get cleaned up. We’ll talk about this in the morning.”

You’re about to protest, about to tell your father that there’s nothing to talk about, that you’re a fucking adult even if you are still living with him but, the subtle clearing of Daichi’s throat paralyzes you.

“Goodnight daddy,” you huff. You don’t wait for a reply, scurrying into the house and away from both men. Daichi bites his tongue when he realizes that you’ve only given one goodbye. He almost calls you a brat as you storm off but Suga doesn’t seem to catch on to the way daddy addresses them both.

“Sometimes, I think you’d be a much better father to her than I am,” Suga sighs.

Daichi chuckles, ‘“You’re an amazing father Suga, she’s just a little attention hungry.”

“I can’t afford to keep bailing her out every other week!”

“As long as I’m at the precinct, she’ll be fine,” Daichi reassures him.

“This is her third offense,” Suga frowns. “You can’t protect her forever, and it might cost you your job.”

It’s actually your sixth offense, the other three times he’d just never been able to make it to the station before you’d finally goaded him into fucking you in the back seat of the cruiser. Belatedly, Daichi recognizes that he may have encouraged this behavior by giving you the attention you were asking for, he recognizes that he may have created a monster. He doesn't care though, if there’s one thing he’s good at it’s breaking brats.

“It’s fine Suga,” Daichi smiles. “We can fix this, we’ll just have to work on her together.”

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kairiscorner · 6 months

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KAIRI I GOT YOU! I NEED ME SOME FLUFF WITH MY BOYS BOKUTO AND DAICHI THEY HAVE BEEN IN MY MIND NONSTOP PLEASE AND THANK YOU

OFC DEAR, I GOTCHU (sorry i got back to this late, school is ASS)

his girl. (part 1)

summary: a day in the life of being their girlfriend, of them being totally and utterly smitten with you.

a/n: no, you're not in a poly relationship with them unfortunately :')) but i hope y'all like these small scenarios! please don't be shy to request for any haikyuu characters with this prompt!

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ daichi sawamura

it is no surprise that daichi is the captain of the karasuno males' volleyball team–what's there not to like about him? he's experienced, strong, very friendly, yet he makes it clear that he cares about the members outside of volleyball, that he cares about those he loves as people, not just as teammates or colleagues.

and of course, the same could be said about how he feels towards you, his beloved partner.

one thing to note about daichi is that he is a worrier, beneath that tough and sometimes scary image he has, he only gets this way when he's worried–when things get out of hand; and when it comes to you, daichi can't help but fuss over you a lot, but he is never overbearing, mind you.

he gives you your space when you need it, lets you figure out what you have to do to grow as a person and to let you live a little more independent from him–but he lets you know that, when things get tough, he wants to be your refuge; to be the one you come to seeking comfort in and helping you catch your breath from such awful or bustling days.

"now, now... don't beat yourself up, they were all small mistakes. yeah, sure, some of them might have lasting effects, but i know you're doing everything you can to make up for it; i'm right here for you, so please, don't ever worry about it–we'll handle it, together."

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ kotaro bokuto

he may be a bit immature, sometimes clueless that he is being immature–but can he help it, wanting to live in the moment and enjoy his last year of high school? especially with his girlfriend–you.

bokuto is a loud, boisterous guy with a massive confidence; he's kind of the stark opposite of you, and he loves that very much. he likes being all loud around the rest of the guys on the team when he's talking about you, whining about how the day's way too long for him to not spend every hour with you, and he loves catching your eye when you enter the court during their practice matches to see him play.

he goes absolutely crazy when he sees you in the crowd, he will personally go out of his way and climb into the bleachers just to hug you, to shower you with affection that's long overdue.

akaashi tries to stop him and hold him back from attracting too much attention towards you two, but as long as you're okay with it, bokuto finds no reason to not give the only girl he's made to love all the love, affection, attention and devotion he has for you.

"babe, i swear, i'm gonna win every set for you–every game you come to, you keep me going! i'm gonna make sure we win, not because i want to, but because it'll make you smile, right? so, the opposing team can bring it on, because i'll make sure we win, and i'll make sure you'll be proud of me–every single time!"

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ceo-of-daichi · 1 year

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i've been so stupid h*rny lately and i just want a nice and sweet drabble of daichi fucking his cum back into you and whispering absolute filth about how he's gonna make you pregnant 🥲

Characters | Sawamura Daichi x Fem!Reader

WC | 300+

A/N | Thanks for requesting this anon! Hope its filthy enough for you! I haven’t written anything nsfw in a while, i’ve been in a bit of a rutt with it, thats why its pretty short! But hope you enjoy none the less!!

TW | Breeding kink, mating press, pet name ‘baby girl’.

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Daichi couldn’t stop thinking about how you ran your hand along the soft fabric of the small bodysuit, the words following after infiltrating his brain all day.

“Dai! Look how cute this is! Can’t wait till we get to go shopping for this sort of thing.”

It was innocent, you didn’t realise you had just opened Pandora's box in his mind. Thoughts of you plump and round, pregnant with his child. He struggled to keep his composure.

It was only later when he finally got you into bed, the sinful sounds of not only skin on skin but Daichi’s filthy words, that you realised what you had unleashed.

“Mmm want me to fuck a baby into you?” He groaned, his eyes trailing down your fucked out form, focusing on where you were both joined. “Think I didn’t see what you were insinuating earlier? I’m gonna fuck you so full, you will be so pretty pregnant”

His thrusts were wild, fast and hard. Your legs shoved to your chest as he pistoned his cock in and out of your overstimulated cunt, completely drunk on your pussy. You were babbling, nothing that came out of your mouth made sense, pure nonsense mixed in with moans and whimpers.

It wasn’t long before he was pumping his first load inside of you, a hiss leaving his mouth at how you pulsated around him. Milking him for every last drop he could give you.

“Fuck… take it babygirl, take all my cum” He moaned under his breath as he pulled his cock out, watching as you ever so slowly started to leak his cum from your puffy cunt.

He tutted under his breath at the site, barely allowing you to catch your breath before he shoved himself back inside, ramming his hips back flush against yours. The whimper that passed your lips only egging him on to fuck you harder this round.

“Can’t have any wasted if you're gonna get pregnant can we?” He growled under his breath, pressing a kiss to your ankle before pushing your thighs back against your chest once again

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hinatastinygiant · 7 months

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16 | Epilogue

Pairing: Daichi x Fem!Reader

Only in Whispers

USHIJIMA'S P.O.V.

I quickly grab Y/N's computer and rush downstairs to the group again. Everyone else is still gathered in the main room arguing back and forth.

"I've got something," I announce to the group, holding up her laptop.

"What is it, Wakatoshi?" Tendo says hopefully. "Did you find out who did it?! See, I told you it wasn't me!"

"Well, actually, it was two people," I answer. "But not Tendo or Kogane."

"It couldn't have been us," Kogane shakes his head. "We told you!"

But before he can continue on, Osamu interrupts him. "Ushijima, who was it?"

"It was Daichi and Y/N. They killed Kiyoko."

"No way," Saeko shakes her head. "How could they have done that? I mean, Kiyoko was Y/N's best friend."

"Yeah," Bokuto agrees. "Plus, Daichi's a cop. How could he have killed anyone?"

"That doesn't matter anymore," Sakusa sighs.

"I found Y/N's computer up in her room. She was coding... hacking into her publisher's financial accounts. Kiyoko must've seen what she was doing and confronted Y/N."

"Kiyoko probably threatened to tell someone, so Y/N asked Daichi for help," Atsumu adds.

"So Daichi and Y/N killed her together," Semi grumbles.

"I knew something was up with them," Kita murmurs.

"They were just using us as cover!" Hinata shouts.

"That's awful!" Noya yells.

"Where are they?" Suga then asks me.

"Last I saw them, they were here with us..." Bokuto thinks aloud.

"Well they're obviously not here now," Tendo sighs. "Search Daichi's room!"

I do as I'm told, leading the others up the stairs to Daichi's room. We all gather outside the door. The rest of the guests have to peek through the doorframe to get a good view.

"Daichi," I call his name, knocking on his door. "Can we come in?"

But there's no response.

On a quiet count of three thanks to Oikawa and Kuroo, I burst through the door and enter the empty room. Daichi is nowhere to be found, but his suitcase is still here.

Hinata walks into the room first and searches around. He picks up Daichi's suitcase and unzips it. Much to both of our amazement, it's empty.

"That's strange," he mumbles.

"Maybe Daichi's a magician and did a magic trick to disappear himself and all his clothes," Atsumu jokes.

"I'm serious," Hinata sighs. "This isn't right."

"Where would they have gone, anyway?"

"They left," Akaashi sighs, looking out the front door. He's right. The black car that belonged to Daichi is missing.

Moments later, red and blue lights swarm the mansion. The police are here. But unfortunately, the criminals are not.

"Where the fuck did they go?" Tendo cries. "Shit, we're not getting out of here any time soon."

"They bailed and ran," Sakusa replies. "I doubt we'll ever see them again."

Y/N'S P.O.V.

With a big smile on your face, you and Daichi make your way to the nearest airport. You look out the window, seeing the sun beginning to rise. You and Daichi made it just in time.

"Do you think they figured it out yet?" you ask him.

"Yeah," he replies. "I'm sure they did."

"I wonder how they're going to explain what happened," you laugh.

"Yeah, that's an issue," Daichi grins, reaching his hand over and putting it in yours. "But not for us."

"No, not for us," you agree. "It's a shame that the others had to be caught up in the middle of my stupid Kiyoko problem."

"I guess so. But it's not like we can go back and apologize. They know everything."

"I know. Maybe we'll go back and visit sometime. Once they're not all mad at us."

"I'd like that. And, hey, I'm glad we get to take this impromptu trip now. Where did you say you wanted to go?"

"As far away from Japan as possible."

Only in Whispers

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lssugaluv · 1 month

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Of course when you’re running late, all ready to go have some girl time does your boyfriend has to interfere. He couldn’t resist how hot you looked all dolled up to go hang out with your girls.

You grab your purse and look at yourself one more time in the mirror, fixing yourself. “Baby, I’m leaving.”

“Give me a kiss darling.” Says your boyfriend who is stuck playing video games online with his friends.

“But baby, the girls are outside waiting for me.”

He of course doesn’t take no for an answer as he grabs onto your wrist and pulls you in, leaving no space in between you two. He gently cusps your chin having you look directly at him as he is staring at your lips. He crashes his lips with yours and you wrap your arms around his neck. He sticks his tongue in your mouth and your tongues meet. He groans a bit as you moan.

He reaches down to your breasts gripping on them. He begins to want to pull your body suit out from your pants and you push his hand out of the way. You reach down to his growing bulge coming from his shorts and you give him a tease. You cause him to groan again which drives you crazy. You then push him away and turn to the mirror just to see you lipstick disappear. You rush to the bathroom to touch up and come back to your room to see him covered in your lipstick.

And yes, you feel your underwear completely drenched but time is running out to change.

“Ahh I’m extra late. Gotta go baby.” You reach in for one more kiss and try to wipe his face quickly.

“Have fun gorgeous. You’ll get some later, love ya.”

Character’s who I think of that will do this;

• Atsumu, Ushijima, Kuroo, Terushima, Suna, Tsukkishima, Daichi, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Kita.

• Just some random thoughts I had of this morning.

• Enjoy ☺️

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kingdaddydaichi · 1 year

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↣ title: of and for gods - chapter vi - { chapter v ৹ chapter vii }

↣ pairing: sex god!daichi sawamura x f!mortal!reader

↣ wc: 2.3k

↣ warnings: nsfw. mdni. voyeurism/exhibitionism (mention).

↣ notes: loosely inspired by the love story of eros and psyche.

By interacting with this fic, you agree that you are 18+ and acknowledge that this content is intended for adult readers only.

As you waited on the east tower staircase, you gazed through one of the windows to admire the golds and reds of the garden’s maple trees. Autumn had always been your favorite season, but the once happy memories of harvest and playing in piles of leaves with your brothers and sisters cut through you like a bitter breeze.

The heavy iron door behind you squealed on its hinges, announcing Daichi’s arrival at your rendezvous point. You found comfort in his warm voice as he approached you, but you couldn’t quite turn to face him. His soothing arms wrapped around your waist as you wiped your tears away with the back of your hand.

He hummed against your neck as you folded your arms over his. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there in time to save them,” he muttered.

“It’s not your fault. I know you did everything you could. If a god couldn’t save them, I don’t think anyone could have.” Another tear slid down your cheek.

He closed his eyes and knitted his brow. “Doesn’t change the fact that when your heart aches, so does mine.”

Sniffling, you turned to face him, his brown eyes filled with sadness and laced with anger that someone so beautiful should have to endure so much pain. You deserved a life as lovely as you, and while he couldn’t go back in time and change anything, he would do everything he could now and in the future to give you a happier life.

Resting your hands on his hard chest, you looked up at him with watery eyes. “How much longer before I can be closer to you?”

Daichi took your hands in his and looked at you intently. “Y/n, I want to make sure you know that you do not have to stay here. You’re free to leave this palace and go anywhere you please. You are not bound to me.”

“I have nowhere else to g-“

“Your village…it’s being rebuilt. I can ensure that you have your very own cottage there or anywhere you choose if it’s too painful to return there.” His gaze fell to your hands. “I will personally see to it that you never want for anything.”

“Daichi,” you spoke softly, placing your hand on his cheek. “If I were to take my leave from this palace, I would always long for you.”

His eyes flicked to yours again, hopeful and affectionate. “I saw the way you were looking out at the garden. It was the same way a bird looks outside her cage, longing to spread her wings and to perch herself in a real tree.” He lifted your chin to meet his gaze. “I will always long for your happiness.”

You smiled sweetly and searched his troubled eyes. “Then I will stay here with you and both our wishes will be fulfilled.” Your lips met in a tender kiss.

“All of the preparations and arrangements have been made. The induction process will begin in the morning,” Daichi rasped, his still-wet lips hovering over yours. “There are a few things I want you to be aware of so that you won’t be blindsided when the time comes…”

He reminded you how you were to address each other for the sake of decorum - you were to call him ‘God’ or 'Lord'; he would refer to you as ‘mortal’. Unless there was no one else around to hear, you could only address him by name once he gave you permission. One of the first things you learned when you came to his estate is how reprehensible it is for a mere servant to refer to their lord by name when in his presence. None of his house servants had ever been granted liberty to address him so casually, and only one of his current concubines had been.

“The goddess of chastity, Shojo, will be present to confirm your virginity before…”

“Why? Do you only accept virgins?”

He shook his head. “Three of them were not virgins when I took them. But it is customary among the gods to validate a consort’s proclaimed virginity before officially claiming them.”

“But you’ve known I’m a virgin all along. I thought you knew everyone’s entire sexual history?”

“I do, but the certification thereof is not my domain. Conflict of interest,” he said, satisfying your curiosity. “Once the preliminaries are out of the way, you will be brought to my bedchamber where my other girls and Shojo will bear witness while I claim your innocence.”

“Daichi? Y-you mean…they’re going to watch us?”

“It’s just a formality. The only way Shojo can avow that you willingly gave yourself to me is if she witnesses the act. If mere declaration were sufficient, I could do that myself, but even among the divine there are checks and balances.”

Nodding somewhat reluctantly, you pressed, “What about the other concubines? Why do they have to be there?”

“So that they will know that you are to be welcomed and treated as an equal among them. It’s a ritual I have practiced since I took my second consort thousands of years ago. If it’s any comfort, they will all be several feet away behind a woven partition to provide some semblance of privacy. They will be able to see us, but we won’t be able to see them.”

You looked away and began chewing your lip when Daichi’s hand gently cupped your face, the other sliding between your thighs as he leaned down to your ear. “Trust me, y/n,” he muttered seductively. “All your senses will be consumed and filled by me alone. You won’t be able to see, hear, or think about anything else.”

You gasped his name and clutched his wrist. He had made you wet in an instant and you suddenly wanted nothing more than to feel his fingers touch your naked cunt.

Smirking, his hand retreated, his point made. “Are you still sure this is what you want? You are free to back ou-“

Your features relaxed as you touched his bare arm and shook your head. “This is what I want, Daichi, or at least as close to it as I can get…” He squinted as your words briefly echoed in his mind, but you continued, “…I’m just nervous. What if I screw up and address you by name? What if the other girls don’t like me? What if-"

“Y/n, relax,” Daichi said with a reassuring smile. “If you slip up and say my name, the only one who can reprimand you is me. My other girls are sweet. One of them may take a little longer to warm up to you, but she really has no choice in the matter.” His thumb stroked your cheek as his smile grew wider. “I, for one, am rather looking forward to tomorrow,” he said, winking.

You gave him a knowing look as your lips curled into a smile. He gave you a tender kiss before pulling back to look you in the eye. “Everything is going to be okay. I promise. I will send for you first thing in the morning.”

The sun was just breaking the horizon when you were awakened by two attendants you recognized from your God’s harem. It was an exclusive estate unto itself, complete with its own staff.

They had been instructed to bring you as you were. There was no point in changing out of your nightclothes as anything you arrived wearing would soon be removed from your body. After assuring you that your belongings would be fetched later, they escorted you to the harem’s quarters.

Just before you were led through a pair of doors, you glanced up to see the god of sex watching you from the second-floor gallery. His sun kissed hands gripped the ivory railing and his cock stirred beneath his linen robe as he smirked down at you. Your escorts didn’t seem to notice, but you pursed your lips into a tight line to stifle your smile just in case.

The doors opened from the inside of the atrium-inspired bathhouse where two handmaidens had been awaiting your arrival. They were kind and spoke softly to you, handling you like a porcelain doll as they beckoned you inside.

Wisteria vines clung here and there to large, chiseled bricks of sea foam green that comprised the walls, some reaching the ceiling. Morning light shone through tracery windows overlooking a bountiful outdoor garden as tendrils of water reflections danced across the groin-vaulted jade ceiling. Matching columns of jade lined one side of the spacious area, which featured a rectangular swimming pool that took up most of the area with a smaller, heated circular bath on its far end. Lavender and white lotus flowers floated on the surfaces of both. It was the most magical place you’d ever seen, making you feel like a goddess the moment you stepped inside.

As you looked around in awe, you were unaware of the four women watching you from the nearby mezzanine. They spoke in hushed tones, swapping rumors they had overheard as well as their opinions about you. All but Rose were prepared to accept you. She had been trying to convince Daichi for months to take her as his wife, and now here he was trying to instead onboard yet another fuck toy.

The handmaidens led you to the circular pool, milky blue and heated to perfection. They removed your clothing and led you by the hands into the water. One of them washed your hair in a small, floating basin. The other delicately hand-bathed you with a soft sea sponge, thick with luxury.

Once done, they helped you out of the bath and while one of them dried your body and hair with the biggest, softest towels you’d ever seen in your life, the other left to fetch fresh garments. They dressed you in a long robe of white silk, held in place by a golden clasp over one shoulder and a thin, brown leather belt no thicker than a sandal strap around your waist.

One of them explained to you what to expect in the coming hours and days, what daily life is like in the harem, and - as Daichi had already pointed out - how you are to address the master of the palace until he gives you permission to call him by name. As she covered what will be expected of you as one of Daichi’s concubines, reality began to settle in.

“You will service him in whatever ways he desires. Naturally, most of these will be sexual favors,” she explained. You swallowed as she continued. “On occasion, he may request your presence on his arm at an event or to share his bed overnight, though this will most likely be rare for you since he almost always calls upon Rose for such things.”

Rose. You silently wondered if she had been the one on Daichi’s arm the night of the orgy. If the way she pierced you with her icy blue eyes was anything to go by, she was the one to whom he had been referring when he said that one of his concubines might not take to you right away.

You weren’t thrilled with the idea of Daichi choosing someone else to be by his side at social functions. On the other hand, you had to admit that it gave you a bit of relief knowing how intimidated you would be about having to put on airs with him and schmooze with other gods and royalty. It only stood to reason that you would be at the bottom of the pecking order, and you were not a little grateful for it. You would need to be eased into this. Most importantly, you would be closer to the only being left in your life with whom you felt safe. Knowing you would see Daichi almost every day - just to be able to speak to him, to touch him, and be near him gave you great comfort.

Your attendants finished combing your hair and pinned it behind your ear on one side. One of them gave you a hand mirror and you nearly gasped at your own reflection. You looked beautiful - like a noblewoman or, daresay, even a goddess. You had been made fit to stand before the god of sex to be officially initiated into his private harem. The pounding of your heart all but drowned out the soft, angelic sing-song voice calling to you as if in a dream.

“Y/n, my dear.” You turned to see a beautiful young woman in a white, billowing dress approaching you. She seemed to glow as she smiled at you, light and innocent. “I am Shojo, goddess of chastity,” she said in a childlike voice.

“My Lady,” you curtsied.

“My, aren’t you pretty!”

“Thank you, my Lady, though not near as pretty as you.”

She smiled, her baby blue eyes sparkling. “Are you ready, my dear y/n?”

You drew a deep, tumultuous breath and nodded. “Yes, I think so.”

“You are anxious.” She chuckled sweetly, like a child at play. “That is perfectly normal under the circumstances. A virgin girl who is offering up her innocence…and to the god of sex no less! My dear, you have my assurance that you are in good hands. I know Lord Daichi will be gentle with you and treat you quite well.”

Your face warmed as you smiled and looked down at your wringing hands.

“Come now, my dove,” she cooed, placing her hands over yours to calm them. “Your Lord awaits.”

The virgin goddess Shojo guided you through the short, dimly lit corridor where a set of heavy, double oak doors stood at the far end. You wondered what your late best friend would say if she could see you now. You hoped she could see you because you knew she would never believe you if you told her you were about to lay down and become one with the primordial god of sex, lust, and carnal desire.

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