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Any Regrets?

Hoshiumi Korai x chubby! Female reader (she/her pronouns)

⚠️18+ CONTENT! MINORS DNI ⚠️

Warnings: self conscious reader, some diet culture, bullying, Slight angst, fingerings, handjobs, unprotected sex (reader is on birth control but still, don't be stupid), tons of fluff, pet names, just to be clear this is TIMESKIP (both Hoshiumi and reader are consenting adults)

Reader is chubby and has some identifying characters such as hair.

Word count: 5k-ish

AN: if you are one of my younger followers, close your eyes! Just me being a whore again and I promise there is more SFW content coming!

Being best friend with Korai Hoshiumi had it perks. He always had your back and provided much needed entertainment in your life. He was always been supportive of you and urged you to follow your dreams. You did the exact same, encouraging him to fly higher and dream bigger. Your friendship started years ago, when you were 5 years old. You lived close and often aged together. You grew up, going to the same schools, always walking home together. Your families joked that one day you two would get married. It seemed like you two had been destined to be friends.

As you grew older, you both struggled with Body images. Where as Korai was short, you were a bit on the heavier side. You were constantly belittled and made out of the butt of many jokes because of your extra weight. It wasn't something you could control and you constantly worked to change your appearance.

You tried any diets and all of them had failed, your parents told you that eventually you'd outgrow the weight. "Just wait until you hit puberty YN," your mother would say, "you'll lose all the baby fat." So you patiently waited, masking your expression and tears when others tore you down but not Korai. He would always tell you, "YN ignore them, they are just jealous of you." You always smiled and nodded, not thinking anyone could or would ever be jealous of you, how could they be. You were far from perfect. Korai often struggled with similar remarks about his height, except he never backed down from a fight and he always got the last word in. So when he started taking up Volleyball, you fully supported your best friend. Before anyone else, you believed he would be an amazing volleyball player and athlete. He constantly worked his ass off despite his short stature, often recruiting you to help him practice after school and on weekends

As you both grew older, things between you never changed. You both attended Kamomedai High school, your bond as strong as ever. You went into high school being excited, hoping things would change for the better and while you did become the manager for Kamomedai's volleyball team, the endless teasing about your weight didn't stop.

Puberty had come and gone, leaving you still with the extra weight you so desperately wished to lose. While the boys on the Kamomedai Volleyball team adored you, you became the constant joke amongst many of the students.

"Honestly of everyone, they picked YN to manage their team."

"Seriously? Yn? She's like the most unathletic person at this school."

"And she's so big! I mean seriously how does she even fit in the uniform."

The teasing hurt alot, often resulting in you crying on the bathroom floor of the girls locker room. And while Korai's popularity amongst your class grew, you found yourself spending less and less time with him.

Sure you saw him at practice but your time outside of school was limited. It hurt seeing your best friend vanish in front of your very eyes, yet you couldn't help but be happy for him. You always knew he was going to make it big, that's why it didn't surprise you when you found out he had been recruited to the Schweiden Adlers. You had stayed in touch through social media, occasionally liking and/or commenting on each other's activities but your once intimate relationship was all but gone.

Now, 4 years later, you had graduated college and were looking for a new job. When you found the position for Adlers team manager in the paper, you figured it was worth a shot. You didn't feel comfortable name dropping Korai as a reference but your skills as a high school manager as well as your degree more than solidified you as worthy of the position. The first day you came into the gym, Hoshiumi looked at you, his eyes widening in realization. The truth was that he had truly missed you all these years. Things happened, schedules changed and school got in the way and your once amazing childhood friendship getting caught in the crossfire.

However Korai had always felt something for you. For a while, he had been conflicted about his feelings. At first he thought it was just an innocent crush, but it developed into more as you both grew. Seeing your pictures on social media and how you grew up to be an exceptional, kind and amazing person.

He always thought you were beautiful and hated the way those jerks talked down to you about your weight. He thought you were pure perfection, always so kind and willing to help anyone who needed it. His shock at your arrival turned into a smile as he ran over to you.

"YN? Holy shit what are you doing here?"- he said

"I'm the new team manager," you responded, excitedly as you smiled and blushed

Korai felt butterflies fill his stomach at the thought of getting close to you once again. You looked more amazing than ever, your eyes were so big and bright, you're hair soft and perfect.

And you body in those leggings and adlers shirt... no- no he wasn't going to think about that. Korai wanted to rekindle your friendship more than anything and he wouldn't let his stupid childhood crush get in the way or so at least he thought.

It's always easier said than done especially when it comes to you and his team. It started off small, little things like Romero putting his arm on your shoulders, giving you a massage.

Heiwajima teasing you and making you blush. Hirugami giving you hugs every day after practice. Ushijima pulling you to the court, holding you small hand in his large one. Kageyama putting his hands on your waist to steady you from falling. Everytime his teammates would touch you, he felt his blood boil. He would glare at his teammates who at this point, knew he had developed a crush. They often traded him in the locker room and smirked behind your back as they egged him on to just ask you out. Korai wanted to, he really did but he couldn't lose your friendship, not after he had just gotten you back. So he channeled his frustrations the only way he could, through spiking and slamming volleyballs into the ground.

"Whoa Ushijima junior, calm down," Heiwajima said, shaking out his arms after receiving Korai's spike, "you almost took my arms off with that spike dude!"

Korai just scuffed and walked to the bench. You saw the change in Korai, and decided to help because you had always cares for him, probably more than a best friend should.

You're platonic love for him developed into a crush the summer before high school. You had always admired Korai and his ability to overcome all obstacles, plus you loved how he never cared or commented on your body. He was always laughing at your jokes, asking for help with homework or just relaxing with you at the park. It was never about anything more than your friendship.

However, Korai's popularity in high school proved to you that you were no where near his level.

"He'd be downgrading," you'd often say to yourself, "there's no way someone as talented as Korai could even care for me."

The thoughts broke you as you continued to go about your status as "Korai's friend".

"Hey! Penny for your thoughts?"- You said, sitting down next to the winged spiker. He smiled down, turning his head to see you smiling back.

"I'm so glad you're here YN," Korai said, putting his arm around you and pulling you into a side hug.

After that, you and Korai started hanging out after practice and on weekends. You'd meet for coffee, watch movies and just be. You loved getting to know your old friend again.

"Here I brought your favorite," Korai said, handing you your favorite coffee

"You remembered?"- You say, staring at him

"Geez YN, give me some credit here! It's only been like 4 years," he said as you laughed. Your relationship grew more and more, becoming more than you had ever hoped.

So when the Adler's and MSBY held a charity event, you were nervous to say the least. You had been allowed the bring a date but unfortunately your years of failed relationships had left you as a long term single. You signed, looking at your dress for the evening,

A gorgeous, form fitting sweetheart neckline gown with a slit up the side.The color brought out your gorgeous eyes and the heels gave you the confidence you needed.

You did you hair down and your makeup to suit the evening. You looked absolutely stunning. Despite this, you were still nervous. Not because of the way you looked or what you thought people might say, people always had something to say, it was inevitable.

No you were worried about seeing Korai with his date. While he never actually confirmed he was going with someone, you knew he would. How could he not? He was a professional Athlete and soon to be Olympian, plus you knew how much the fan girls fawned over him. You saw it first hand at every game as they practically clung onto him. He didn't always look particularly thrilled but still, what man didn't like attention from gorgeous women?

You sighed as you resigned yourself to sitting alone at the bar while you watched the man you cared for fall for another women. When you arrived, you were greeted at the door as someone took your coat and ushered you inside You stood at the doorway to the banquet hall, looking around as all eyes turned to look in your direction. You looked down, making your eay into the hall as you excused yourself past people who made 10 times your salary.

"Holy Shit- YN?!?"- Romero said, Sokolov and Heiwajima in toe, pushing through the crowd of elegance.

"Damn YN! You look amazing!"- Sokolov gushed as you blushed at the guys.

"Thanks guys, you look great as well!- you said smiling down. Looking up you saw Hirugami approaching, carrying a glass of amber liquid.

"Will you idiots knock it off! There are rich people here- Holy fuck- YN?!?!"- Hirugami said loudly as you look down, trying to hide your embarrassment "you look fantastic!" You smile at the guys as Romero grabed your hand and lead you to another group of men.

"Just wait until those fuckers see you, I'm going to rub it in their stupid faces," Romero says, marching you up to four giant MSBY players. "This is OUR manager YN. Isn't she gorgeous? Bet you guys wish you had a manager,"- Romero said as you smiled and waved, embarrassed by all the attention.

"Hello YN, I'm Meian Shugo, the captain of MSBY," Meian said extending his hand. You shake it, smiling back. You were able to excuse yourself, making your way to the side of the room when you saw him. Korai stood there in a dark navy suit talking to a gorgeous blonde.

He laughed as you saw a beaming smile form on his face. The smile you loved, only it wasn't for you and it never would be. You turned around, trying to hide the tears that we threatening to spill. You grabbed a napkin from the bar and dabbed at the corner of your eye.

You knew this was going to happen so why did it hurt so much? Why did seeing your best friend with someone who made him so happy crush you? She was perfect for him, tall, blonde and absolutely stunning. You took a deep breath, trying hard to hold back tears as you turned back around to face him. Only this time, Korai was looking at you, completely staring, mouth agape and eyes wide.

The blonde girl had left and his entire attention was fixated on you. You smiled at him, waving a little as Korai continued to stare. Suddenly, a ginger haired man walked up to him, slapping him on the shoulder, causing him to snap from his thoughts.

Korai couldn't believe what he was seeing. Was that really you? You looked like an absolute angel, a literal gift from God standing just a feet away from him. When he first spotted you, he had been talking with his Atsumu's Girlfriend. Something had caught his eye and he looked over, seeing the most gorgeous sight ever. His eyes fixated on your form, your dress, your glowing skin, your beautiful silky hair. You were literally the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen.

"Hey- Hey Hoshi! What the heck are you staring at?" Hinata said smacking him, as Korai looked up at him shaking his head to clear his fogged brain.

"Huh-" Korai said, looking from you to Hinata and back. He had to go to you.

"Hey excuse me for a second," Korai said, making his way towards you. You smiled as when you saw him approach.

"Hey stranger, funny running into you here," you joked, trying to disquse the fact that you hadn't just been completely crushed at the sight of him with his girlfriend.

"YN- you look, you look amazing. I mean you always look amazing but God, you're so beautiful," Korai said, looking at you. The compliment made you blush and a bigger smile graced your face. There was no doubt in Korai's mind, you were absolutely perfect and he couldn't keep acting like you weren't perfect for him.

"Hey- can we go outside and talk?" He said, throwing his thumb over his shoulder and towards the door.

"Oh- I, i-uh I don't want to take you away from your date,"you said, head down as you fiddled with your handbag.

"Date? I didn't bring a date,"Korai said, confused at the sudden somberness in your voice.

"Oh I saw you talking to that blonde and I thought," you said, your eyes lowering and looking to the floor again. Korai couldn't help but smile, jealously looked so cute on you.

He put his finger under your chin, lifting it and locking eyes with your big, beautiful ones. His golden orbs met yours as you saw the softness in them, the same softness you remember seeing form your childhood.

"Come on pretty," he said grabbing your hand as you nodded and followed him, his fingers lacing with yours as he moved his way towards the balcony. You didn't miss the smirks from the Adlers and the almost auditable eye roll that radiated for Korai.

Once outside you stood as Korai, turned, running his hand down his face, he laughed saying, "I'm seriously so bad at this. I never imagined I've ever do this, well ever get the chance to do this."

You looked at him, confused and also concerned. "Are you ok Korai?" You said, always there for your best friend.

"Ok I'm just going to say it, it's always good to get things out there right?" He said looking at you. You look at him, still confused and concerned.

"Korai-"

"YN I like you! Well I more than like you actually. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you. Actually I know I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you since we were kids," Korai spits out. You stand there for a second, trying to digest everything, this has to be some sick joke. Someone had to have put him up to this.

"That's not funny Korai," you finally say, your silence after those words almost deafening.

"YN-"

"You can't be in love with me Korai. You just can't be. Look at me for God's sakes! I-I've always been this disgusting girl and you've always been this gorgeous guy. It's like a horrible movie where the ugly girl lasts after the school's jock," you said, laughing eithout humor. Korai just stared at you, confused, "and the worse part is that I love you but I know, deep down you could never love someone like me"- you say, the tears forming in the corner of your eyes as walked over to the balcony and gazed over the lake that was on the property. Korai couldn't believe what he was hearing. You honestly thought you weren't good enough for him?

You stood there, deflated as you tried hard not to cry, Korai approached you, his hands going to your cheeks as he pulled you to look at him.

"Look at me YN," he said sternly, staring you directly in the eyes, "you are the most gorgeous, amazing and wonderful person I've ever met. It was you who always believed in me, it was you who always stood up for me when people made fun of my height or my dreams. If anything it's me who doesn't deserve you," Korai said, his eyes studying yours as your tears rolled down your cheeks, a small chuckle escaping your mouth.

"Korai, you really mean that?"

"Let me show you angel"

Suddenly his lips came crashing on yours as he pulled you closer, kissing you deeply. You melted into the kiss, you hands going to his back as you held him close. Your lips moved in sync as his hands shifted to your back and waist, you hands moved to cup the back of his head. It was the kiss to end all kisses.

When you separated, you eyes locked as his forehead rested against yours. "You've always been the one," you whisper as he smiles, kissing you again. His hand roaming your lower back, one hand sneaking to your ass as he pulled you closer. You could feel your body heating you as your hands laced into his hair, gently tugging as he kissed you harder. The doors opened causing you and pull back, and Korai to groan.

"Hey Hoshi- oh shit, did I interrupting something?"Kageyama said looking at you and Korai.

"No-" "Yes-" you both say, Korai looking unimpressed in Kageyama's direction. If looks could kill, Kageyama would be dead on the spot.

"Hirugami wants to know if you guys plan to come out tonight? We need a head count," Kageyama said as you pulled away a little.

You look to Korai and smile,"you should go with your team-"

"I'm out- maybe next time," Korai said looking into your eyes, a smile gracing your face.

After the party, Korai took you home. You smiled the entire ride home, happy your affection was being returned. He pulled up to your apartment, turning off his car as you turned too look at him.

"Well this is it- hmph," you said, your lips crashing with Korai's again as he licked your lower lip, signaling for you to open for him. You did instantly, your body humming from the heated kiss, your panties growing wetter as you felt his hand slide up the slit of your dress.

"Do you want to come up for a bit?"- You asked when you separated and Korai nodded frantically, jumping out of the car and all put yanking you to your door.

Making your way into your apartment, Korai stopped and looked at you. "Do you want something to drink or anything- Korai, are you ok?" You say, watching him observe you. His eyes were darker than before, almost like he was about to go feral. You could feel his gaze burn into you, your pussy practically throbbing at his stare.

"I'm good. Just thinking how stupid I was to not ask you out back in high school," He said, coming close to you, his hands going to your waist as he trailed kisses from you cheek down to your neck. He sucked and licked, hitting your sensative spot as he pulled your body flush against his. His rock hard cock pressing firmly against your thigh.

"Korai," you said breathlessly, feeling like you were about to combust from all the heat. It had been so long since you have felt wanted, so long since you had been touched by a man and never had you been touched in the way the Korai was. His large hands moving all around your curves. You could feel his desire for you boiling over as he sucked and licked behind your ear causing you to moan out.

"Tell me what you want Angel. I'll give you anything," he said, continuing to kiss your neck and collarbone. You could have sworn he kissed every centimeter, every single millimeter of exposed skin.

"I want you to fuck me," you moan into his ear as you feel him stop, his eyes coming up the meet yours. He was panting heavily. You could see the affect you were having on him was just as bad as the one he had on you.

His lustt blown gaze met yours as you stepped back, slowly unzipping your dress. You turned, shimmying it down your body a a you slowly pulled it past your full ass, exposing your matching lace bra and panty set. You kicked the dress to the side and slowly turned to face Korai.

He couldn't stop staring. Your body was absolutely perfection. Every curve perfect, every stretch mark lile God had placed it himself, every single dimple drove him to absolute madness. The way your breast hug and the bra perked them up, he wanted to absolutely devour you.

"Fuck- YN, God you look- you look- Fuck," he said as you walk over to him slowly, reaching for his jacket as you slowly undid the buttons. He swollen hard as you moved your hands over his white button up shirt, removing it as it fell to the floor. You felt up his chest as he watched you in wonder, you hands going to undo each and every button and pulling it free from the confines of his pants.

His body was chiseled, washboard abs and broad muscular shoulders. You felt every single inch of his bare skin, taking it it's warmth, basking in the moment that was all yours.

You push off his shirt, your hands tracing his features more as you move to kiss him again, this time gently bitting his lower lip. As they parted, your tongue moved in, massaging his with a vigor that you had never attempted before. Korai made you feel desired and your body was responding appropriately.

He took advantage of the situation, spinning you around and pushing flat against the wall, pulling one of your hands up over your head as he held onto your tight. Your chest heaved into his, feeling your nipples rub just right as they grazed across his smooth skin.

"Korai-" you moan, eyes shutting at the sensative touches. His other hand was roaming all over your body. He was memorizing every single part of you, bount and determined to become an expert in pleasing you.

"What do you need from me Angel?" Korai said tracing your panty line with his fingers, slowly tugging them away from your skin as you moaned up at him, his body overflowing with a carnal desire.

"Please- I want you to touch me?" you said as Korai slowly laced his hand down your panties, crawling incredibly to slow towards your heated center.

You feel your body heat more as his fingers move towards your clit. He tested the waters, slowly and gently moving his finger over your swollen clit. You whimper at his touch, feeling Korai groan as you feel like cock harden against your upper leg. His finger moved down to your hole, wetting them with your essence as he pulled his finger back to your ckit, massaging more and observing you shatter in his arms.

His fingers moved toward your center again, this time curving inside you, making you jolt with pleasure as he let go of your hand, gravbing your head and pulling you in for a heated kiss. You moaning breaks the kiss, his fingers moving at a steady pace as you feel your body approach its climax. This was going to be big and you could feel it.

"Korai- Korai fuck, I'm gonna," you scream as you feel your pussy squeeze his fingers, causing him to rest his head against your shoulder, breathing deep. Fireworks blasted behind your eyes as your pussy pulsed with pleasure, continued to throb as he worked you through your orgasm.

"That was so sexy YN- you almost made me cum in my pants," he said, causing you to chuckle as you struggled to regain your breath. You smirked at him as your hand snaked down to his belt as you undo it. He watched in wonder as you undid his belt and zipper, slowly realizing what was happening.

You yanked down his pants, causing his hard cock to come free, bobbing up and down as he struggled to level his breathing. He groaned at the release of this thick, heavy cock. He hadn't been this hard in so long.

"My turn," you whisper into his ear as you take his tip in your hand, the pre-cum helping to lubricate as you began to move it up and down his shaft. Your eyes watching every facial expression, counting every breath he took.

Korai moved his head back, exposing his neck to you. You bent forward, kissing and licking up the column of his neck, his structure jaw line growing slack with pleasure.

You latched onto his neck, sucking as he heaved. You knew he was getting close and your heart skipped a beat knowing it was you getting him there.

Suddenly he grabbed your hand, causing you to look at him with your big dreamy eyes. He was an absolute mess, ravaged with lust and desire.

"The is absolutely no way I'm cumming from a hand job when I have you standing right here" he said as you giggled a little. Korai winked at you before bending over and lifting you into his arms. Your clothed pussy lining up with his hard cock, just moments and one thin slice of fabric away from slipping inside you.

"Fuck- Korai! Put me down! I'll hurt you," you gasped as he adjusted, the pressure of his cock on your clit sending a shiver of lust through your body.

"Oh shut up and tell me where the bedroom is," he said as you laugh point down the hall towards your master bedroom. Almost running, he quickly made his way there, at the door and locking lips with you once again. Taking you to your bed, he laid you down on top of you, still kissing you with as much vigor as he could muster. He adjusted himself, standing up and removing his pants you you stared in wonder. His cock bouncing up and down as he removed each leg.

"Baby take your bra off, I'll get your panties," he said as you nod frantically, snapping from your haze. Korai tool off your panties, groaning as a string of your release pulled from your wet pussy to your panties. He wanted to taste you so bad but that would have to wait. His cock needed inside of you and now.

"Fuck- you are absolutely the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen" he said, pulling your legs over his shoulder as he lined his cock up with your hole, slowly rubbing it up and down as you felt your release gather on his tip. "Fuck condom," he groaned as he began to stand up, heading for his pants.

You shake your head in protest, "I'm on birth control and I haven't had sex in over a year. Also I'm clean". It was rather embarrassing how quickly you shouted the words out, blushing a little at your own enthusiasm.

Korai smiled down at you and nodded "same" he said kissing you hard, his cock nudging slowly into your soaking wet pussy. He felt his cock slip past your folds and travel its was down. Everything felt so tight, so hot. His cmbody seized as he slowed his pace before. He knew if he kept going, he'd surly cum way too fast.

"Fuck- so fucking tight," Korai gritted as he pushed in, his cock stretched you so good, filling you up as you moaned louder. His cock wasn't massive but it was thick, the stretch delicious and a little painful. You could feel yourself accept him more and more as he worked his way deeper into you, his balls finally hitting your ass as you both stayed still for a moment. His hips planted firmly against you as he ground into you a little, the sensation of his lower stomach hitting your clit and sending jolts of pleasure thought your body.

"I'm going to move now angel, I'll go slow," he said pulling back slowly, almost coming fully out before pushing back into you. The action causing you to moan louder as you felt your orgasm start to build. He felt so good, so incredibly amazing. His slowly picked up his rythym as he began to thrust faster and faster inside of you, your head rolling back as you moaned in ecstasy.

You moved your fingers down to your clit rubbing frantically as your body approached its peak. Korai watched, teeth gritting as he held out. Your pussy felt like home, so warm and inviting. Each thrust bringing him closer and closer to his end.

"Korai- Ko please go faster, I'm so close," yo scream as your back starts arching from the mattress, pleasure level going off the chart you you feel your climax hit.

"Fuck," Korai growled as his hips pistened, his cock reaching so deep as he felt your pussy began to tighten around him. He wasn't going to last much longer but he knew you were there.

You felt yourself thrown over the edge, head flying back as your back completely left the bed and you eyes closed, mouth opening. You were panting your releases as you felt every single squeeze of Korai's cock.

Korai groaned at the feeling of your pussy, his pussy. How he could fuck you every single day before practice and even after practice. He thought about fucking you the showers and over the benches, even in the middle of the volleyball court. He thought about how only he would know the feeling of you.

"Fuck YN- mine, mine, MINE! ALL FUCKING MINE BABY!"- He growled, his possessiveness seeping out.

"All yours Ko- always been yours," you say, your orgams still pulsing. He gritted his teeth, his eyes shutting as you watched his orgams hit, his mouth opening and his body convulsing as he pushed his spurting cock as deep as he could.

"Holy shit- YN, that was so fucking amazing,"- He said collapsing and breathing heavily on top of you. You could feel his cock soften, your combined fluids leaking out onto your bed.

You smiled, your breathing starting to match his as you come back down to earth. Korai rolled off you, pulling you into his body as he held you close.

"Any regrets?"- You say, half joking as you ran your fingers down his abs, feeling every line as you traced his body.

"Yeah- I regret not doing this sooner," he said as you looked up into his face, his hair matted with sweat and the biggest smile grazing his face.

"I love you YN"

"I love you too Korai"

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haikyu-after-dark · 11 months

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Petty

Fukuro Hirugami x Fem! reader (she/her)

Warnings: swearing, pet names, unwanted touching, sexist comments, drugs mentioned, attempted drugging, fighting, blood mentioned, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, fingering, handjob, cream pie

WC: ~4K

AN: been holding onto this one for a while 😌 captain needed his own story 😏

Getting ready, you check your phone to see a text from your boyfriend. You were planning your monthly meet up with the team for a fun night out, something you had helped institute when you became manager of the Schweiden Adlers almost two years ago.

What you hadn’t expected to come from your monthly team building nights out was your relationship with Captain and middle blocker, Fukuro Hirugami.

To say you hadn’t noticed the captain early on would be a complete lie. He was had a gorgeous smile, a sweet demeanor and he was 6’5” which was one fact that was extremely hard to ignore. You smiled at the memory, checking your phone to read the text.

Fukuro 🥰: Hey babe, I’ll meet you at the bar! I just got word that Atsumu and Hinata are going to be there so someone needs to watch Kageyama 🙄

You laugh at your boyfriend’s text, rolling your eyes at the fact that you knew exactly how hard controlling Kageyama and subsequently Hoshiumi could be.

You: OK! I’m just finishing getting ready and I’ll be heading out soon!

You snap a picture of your outfit, a white cropped camisole top, denim shorts and a part of wedged heels. Your hair was done up in a messy bun, with pieces perfectly pulled out and framing your face. You sent the picture to your boyfriend before quickly adding perfume and ordering an Uber. Your phone chimed as you checked it, laughing your boyfriends’ response.

Fukuro 🥰: DAMN BABE 🥵 could you maybe not give me a boner in front of the team please?

You chuckled as you quickly typed a response.

You: No promises captain 😉 see you soon!

You grabbed your bag before locking your door and heading to the street where you Uber waited. Arriving at the club, you were immediately greeted with hoots and hollers from your team.

“Holy shit YN! Damn,” Romero shouted as you rolled your eyes and headed over to him and Ushijima.

“You look very nice YN,” Ushijima added as you smiled at him, hugging both of the giant men.

“Where’s captain at?” You asked as Romero jerked his head towards the door.

“He’s inside, far back left corner. Meian and MSBY are here too but I’m sure you knew that already. So just listen for the sounds of a pissing match and it will lead you right to ‘em,” he joked as you smiled, waving as you headed inside to find your boyfriend.

“Oh my god YN hi!” A familiar voice shouted as you looked over to see Hinata, Bokuto and Atsumu heading towards you.

“Hey guys! It’s so good to see you!” You smiled, hugging them as the all gathered round.

“You look hot as hell YN! When are you going to dump that old captain?” Atsumu smirked as you laughed.

“You better not let Hirugami hear you say that Sumu,” Heiwajima belted coming up behind you as you turned to hug him in greeting. He handed over your favorite drink as you thanked him and too your first sip of the night.

You continued towards the back of the bar, dodging people left and right. The bar was full tonight, not unusual for this place. You excused yourself through the crowds as stares lingered on your beautiful form as you made your way to your boyfriend. You finally saw him, talking with MSBY’s captain, Meian, as you strutted over to them.

Your boyfriend looked up, smiling at you as Meian turned to see you coming their way. They both stood up as you approached.

“I hope I’m not interrupting a secret captain only meeting,” you joked as both men chuckled.

“Nah baby,” Fukuro beamed, hugging you tightly and kissing you as you pulled away to hug Meian.

“You two weren’t having one of your pissing matches again, were you?” You narrowed your eyes as Meian sat down and you took your seat on your boyfriend lap, his arm snaking around your waist as his hand came to rest on your thigh, rubbing gentle circles in your skin.

“I don’t even know what you are talking about YN. Hirugami and I are always civil to each other,” Meian replied, pretending to be offended.

“Yeah, civil as in ready to start a civil war,” Inunaki interjected, coming up and sitting beside Meian. You laughed, high-fiving Inunaki as both Meian and Hirugami glared at your antics.

“The disrespect we get around here,” Fukuro pouted as you lightly kissed his lips and patted his chest.

“Nothing you don’t deserve babe,” you remarked as Inunaki shorted, again high- fiving you as you took another drink.

“I think we need shots,” Heiwajima declared coming up to your table and handing you all a shot glass full of a mysterious clear liquid.

“Only one for me,” Fukuro proclaimed, “I’m sober can this month.” You clanked glasses as you downed the shots, a look of disgust on everyone’s face.

“Where the fuck is the chaser dude?” Inunaki gagged as you quickly washed the sour taste out of your mouth with more of your sweet drink.

“Tequila requires no chaser you lightweights!” Heiwajima laughed, heading back to the bar as you again settled in your boyfriends lap.

You chatted and drank for a few hours, steadily feeling tipsier as the night progressed. Fukuro had a tight hold on you as you felt his large hands sink into your flesh, he lightly nibbled on your neck as he whispered in your ear. He had been drinking water for most of the night along with Meian, both enjoying the show their teams were putting on.

“Feeling good baby?” He whispered into your neck as you nodded. You felt the heat rise as you moaned a little at his words brushing against the column of your neck. You turned to kiss him as his tongue licked your lips, your mouth opening a little to grant access to his tongue as you publicly made out.

“Oh god we are getting to this time of night,” Romero groaned, rolling his eyes and standing up to walk away. You pulled away, laughing as Fukuro squeezed your hip yet again. This was a common occurrence when you went out with your team. You and Fukuro would drink, get a tipsy and eventually sneak off to a remote part of the bar to spend so much needed time alone. You could tell Fukuro was getting antsy to be alone with you, his fingers digging into your supple flesh as you found yourself lightly grinding on his lap.

“I’m going to get another one, anyone want anything? Inunaki announced, completely ignoring the show you and Fukuro were putting on.

“Ohh I’ll get it! I have to use the rest room anyways!” You shouted, quickly getting to your feet. You swayed a little as Fukuro stood up, grabbing you around your waist and steadying you.

“You need help baby,” he chuckled as you pouted back in his direction.

“I’m a big girl Kuro, I can handle myself!”

You gathered what little balance you had and walked cautiously to the restroom. You slightly regretted the decision to wear wedges heels as you weaved in and out of patterns as you closed in on the restroom.

On your way back, you swung by the bar, getting a drink for yourself and Inunaki a drink as well as more water for Fukuro and Meian.

You handed the bartender your card as you began to sort through the logistics of carrying 4 drinks through a crowded bar. You slipped your card into your bag as you went to grab the four drinks in front of you.

You felt someone closing in behind you, unfamiliar arms sneaking around your waist, and some whispered in your ear.

“Fuck your beautiful doll, the most gorgeous girl in this bar,” the voice growled as you attempted to pull forward. Your arms swung around as you tried to free yourself from the strangers hold.

“Get the fuck off of me!” You screamed, everyone around you turned to your direction to tag where all the commotion was coming from.

“Awe come on doll, don’t be like that. How about you come sit with me for a while, we can get to know each other a little better huh? I’ve been watching upu all night and fuck, what I wouldn’t give-,” the man whispered, still holding onto you as you flailed, trying to loosen his grip.

“I said let go of me you pervert! I have a boyfriend, leave me the fuck alone!” You bellowed as the man suddenly pulled back causing you to lose your footing and crash to the sticky, dirty slow below.

You winced, trying to right yourself the man now looming over you with a sick, sadistic smile on his face. You could hear your name being shouted. Looking over you saw Hoshiumi and Ushijima fighting the crowd the get close to you.

“YN! What the hell! Are you ok?” Hoshiumi panicked, coming up beside you to help you up. He grabbed you under your arms and hoisted you gently to your feet. Ushijima had come behind him, moving his way in front of you as he locked eyes with the man.

“What the hell did you do to her?” He yelled as the man snickered, obviously drunk or high as well as incredibly stupid.

“Nothing bro,” the man retorted, throwing his hands up, “I was just trying to get to know her a little. She’s beeen prancing around in those shorts and heels so I figured she wanted some attention.”

Hoshiumi stood next to you as Ushijima continued his stare off with the stranger. Magically, Inunaki and Heiwajima appeared at your side.

“Hey YN, what happened?” Inunaki asked seeing Hoshiumi help you off the floor as Heiwajima listened intently.

“I was getting our drinks and this guy grabbed me, I told him to get off, but he wouldn’t stop. Then he pulled back, and I fell on the floor!” you whined, becoming more upset as the man just stood by, a stupid smile on his face. Tears filled your eyes as Heiwajima immediately turned, heading towards the table that held Fukuro and Meian. He knew exactly what to do when someone messed with you and he wasn’t about to waste any time.

“Listen you stupid bitch, I was just trying to get into your pants ok? No need to make a big deal about it! It’s not like your pussy is made of gold or some shit,” the man snarled at you, “I mean, look at you. Practically begging to be fucked by every man in this entire bar!”

“Fuck you!” You screamed as you felt a familiar presence come behind you. Before anyone could even respond, the atmosphere instantly changed. Your body familiar with the feeling as you began to relax a little knowing exactly what was about to happen.

*30 seconds earlier…

“Dude I’m telling you, we have so many good matches set-”

“Captain!” Heiwajima shouted as he plowed his way through the crowd towards the two large men.

“what?” Hirugami groaned at the Libero as Meian snickered.

“Someone’s fucking with YN! He touched her and then threw her on the floor!” Heiwajima spat out as Hirugami quickly stood to his feet, moving while speaking.

“Where the fuck is she?” He raged a Heiwajima pointed thought the crowd, Hirugami and Meian wasted no time moving to where you were standing next Inunaki and Hoshiumi.

He was furious when he laid eyes on you, your cheeks soaked with tears as the team helped steady you, a prick standing across from you. He had heard the ending of what the idiot had muttered and he was pissed.

“What in the fuck did you just say?” Fukuro boomed, coming up beside you. Meian stood next to his friend, his large arms folded across his broad chest.

“Who the fuck are you?” the man spit as Fukuro growled.

“I’ll ask you one more time you pathetic bitch, what did you just fucking say?” Fukuro repeated as the man jolted back, Fukuro’s fierce energy filling the space. He was not only an imposing man in size but also in attitude.

“Nothing dude,” the man panicked, trying desperately to defuse the situation and escape unfazed. Fukuro narrowed his eyes at the pathetic loser in front of him before shifting his attention to you. Your eyes were locked on the creep in front of you, tears having flowed down your beautiful cheeks causing the fire in his eyes to ignite. He pulled you close, your ready doe eyes shifting to his as he calmly spoke to you.

“Princess, tell me what he said do uou?” Tears fell down your cheeks as you tried to calm yourself. You cuddled into Fukuro as he gripped you tight, holding you close. His attention was no longer on the man in front of you. He trusted his friends and teammates to keep the creep in his place while he focused on you.

“He grabbed me from behind when I was getting our drinks and then he knocked me down. He also said the way I dressed was practically begging for someone to fuck me,” you recanted as Fukuro's hand squeezed your hip, pulling you closer to him. He was beyond pissed as you tried to keep your composure. He had already decided how he was going to handle the situation prior to talking with you but now, now the man’s fate was sealed.

“Get behind me baby,” he whispered as you nodded, quickly doing just that, as Inunaki and Heiwajima stepped up next to Fukuro and Meian. You peered out from behind your tree of a boyfriend to see the now pale face of the man who assaulted you. His hands were up in a defensive position as he pleased for his life.

“Hey dude, let’s all settle down ok. I didn’t know she had a boyfriend alright!”

Oh hell no!

“I told you I had a boyfriend, and you still didn’t listen!” You shouted from behind Fukuro, rage now replacing your tears.

“She told you she had a boyfriend and you still touched her?” Fukuro boomed as he reached out and yanked the man up by the collar of his shirt.

“Man you must have a death wish or something,” Meian added, smirking from besides Fukuro.

“Dude whoa now, I didn’t mean anything by it. Your chick’s hot bro, you can’t blame me, can you?” the man begged, desperately trying to get out of the situation he had sunk himself into.

“Damn straight she’s fucking hot but that gives you no excuse to assault anyone!” Fukuro shouted as the man shook his head viciously.

“Whoa man, listen I apologize ok? I didn’t mean to hurt her, I was just trying to get some. You must know what that’s like?”

“Unlike you we don’t have to assault women to get them to go home with us,” Inunaki interjected as Heiwajima nodded in agreement.

“You really done fucked up man. This big guy here is our captain and you messed with his girlfriend, who just also happens to be our team’s manager,” Heiwajima added as Fukuro tightened his grip on the man.

“Let’s take this outside,” Fukuro growled as he pulled the man forward as the man protested. Pulling him forward, Fukuro headed to the back door. Meian followed close behind, noticing a small baggie fall from the man’s pants pocket.

“Yo Hirugami, wait!” Meian shouted as he bend over and picked up the baggie filled with several small pills.

“What in the actual fuck man? These are pills!”

Hirguami’s anger rose as your eyes widened at the discovery. Inunaki and Hoshiumi began to yell as your focus shifted to Fukuro, his eyes enraged as his fist tightened on the man’s collar.

Romero whistled, coming behind with Sakusa, “Fuck man I’d fucking hate to be you right now.”

Fukuro’s heated glare nearly burnt through the man’s scull as you heart sank. The silence felt like it lasted forever before Fukuro finally spoke.

“You were planning to drug my girlfriend, you fucking piece of shit I should kill you!” His arms pulled forward before he slammed the man against the back wall of the bar. You jerked a little in surprise as Hoshiumi lightly rubbed your back, reassuring you that everything was ok.

“No no! I promise those pills weren’t for her! I use then to get high bro! I would never force a woman!” He bellowed as Inunaki shook his head.

“It’s not looking good for you man.”

“I think we need go teach this fucker a lesson, wouldn’t you agree captain?” Heiwajima stated as Fukuro pulled the man, without hesitation towards the back door. Everyone parted as Fukuro, Meian, Inunaki and Heiwajima made their way to the back exit. At the door, Fukuro turned, locking eyes with you and then looking towards Romero.

“Romero!”

Romero knew exactly what his captain was asking as he quickly came beside you, grabbing your hand and leading you back towards the table.

“Come on YN let’s go sit down,” Romero calmly stated as you blindly followed, Sakusa, Ushijima and Hoshiumi following you as Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata and Kageyama joined on your way back to the table.

“What the hell happened? Hirugami looked pissed,” Atsumu questioned as you sat down next to Romero and Ushijima.

“Here YN,” Sakusa spoke, handing you a glass of water as you smiled and thanked him.

“Some jerk grabbed YN and threw her on the ground, then insulted,” Hoshiumi explained as the men’s eyes all widened.

Atsumu whistled low, “I’d hate to be that guy right about now, fuck!”

“Yeah, and he had some fucking pills so who the fuck knows what his plan was,” Romero added as you took a sip of your water, shaken up by the whole experience.

“Fuck! Are you ok YN?” Hinata asked as you tried to produce a smile and nodded.

“I’ll be fine, just a little shaken up,” you expressed as the guys all sat around making sure nobody got within 5 feet of your table.

The minutes ticked by as you watched the back door like a hawk. It had felt like hours since Fukuro had gone outside and it was making you nervous.

You had already sobered up significantly, the whole situation hitting you like a bucket of cold water to the face.

The back door swung open as Meian, Heiwajima, Inunaki and finally, Fukuro entered. He was still enraged, his body tight as he shook his fist. You stood up, quickly running to your boyfriend as the men all followed.

“YN wait!” Someone shouted by you didn’t listen, taking off towards Fukuro. His eyes landed on you instantly as you made your approach.

Fukuro grabbed you as you flung yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly as you pulled back, checking for any damage.

“Babe your hand,” you whispered, checking out his scuffed-up knuckles as he watched you intently.

Your eyes shifted to his before he grabbed you, hauling you into a deep kiss, one that would have made anyone jealous. He grabbed your ass, squeezing and pulling you closer as you moaned into his mouth. His tongue explored as you grabbed onto his biceps, your body pressed firmly against his. Breaking this kiss, he whispered into your ear, “need you baby.”

You looked at him, wordlessly grabbing his hand and pulling him through the crowd to the back of the bar. Several of your team groaned, knowing exactly what you two were about to get up to. It wasn’t uncommon for you and Fukuro to fool around in public but tonight, tonight you knew it would be more than just a steamy make out session in the back of the bar.

You pushed the door of the unisex bathroom open, pulling Fukuro in as you locked it quickly behind you. In a second, he had you pressed against the back of the door, hands going straight for your pants as you moaned into his mouth. Fukuro was a man who knew exactly what he wanted, and he knew exactly what you craved most.

He unbuttoned your shorts, his large hand make his way to your drenched core. His long, nimble fingers gently caressing your slit, stopping to focus right where you needed him most.

“Fuck baby, so fucking wet already. Did that turn you on baby? Did knowing I kicked that guys ass make you wet?” He groaned, whispering in your ear as his finger rubbed your clit. His tongue jutted out, licking the shell of your ear sending shivers down your spine as your head fell back against the bathroom door.

“yes ‘kuro!” You moaned as he pushed a long, thick finger into your tight pussy. His hands were rough from years of volleyball but they felt so amazing inside you as they raked longingly across your sweet spot.

“fuck baby, knowing he touched knowing he touched what is mine. I wanted to kill him!” he growled as you quickly undid his buckle and unzipping his pants, pulling out his heavy, hard cock.

You slowly stroked him as he groaned, his head falling back as he picked up the pace, fingering you just the way you loved. He loved the way your soft small hand caressed him, picking up speed and teasing him. Usually, he’d say he could do this for hours but right now he needed to feel what was his.

“Turn around baby, I need to be inside of you,” he demanded pulling his finger out as you whined from the loss of pleasure. Still, you turned around and wiggled your shorts down your ass and legs, stepping out of them carefully.

You wiggled your bare ass at him as he groaned, stroking his cock and lining up with your bare cunt. He pushed in as you both moaned, your hands braced on the door as he began to move.

“Fuck baby, always so perfect for me! Such a good. Fucking. girl,” he gritted out, picking up his pace as your mouth fell slack from pleasure. Fukuro knew exactly how to fuck you, how to make you see stars every time his cock rammed into your tight pussy.

“Fuck captain, fuck me harder!” You moaned as Fukuro picked up the pace, slamming his cock into you as you cried out in pleasure against the door. You were sure whomever was outside could hear you, he’ll the entire bar may have been listening for all you know but at that moment, you could give two shits what everyone thought.

“Fuck YN, touch yourself baby, I want you to cum with me,” he whispered into your shoulder. You nodded and obeyed, snaking your hand between your thigh and rubbing your clit. You were nearly there, your body humming with pleasure as you felt the first wave hit.

You cried out as your orgasm slammed into you fast and hard, your pussy clenching his cock as his hands gripped your thighs hard, his thrusts pounding you deep and hard.

“Oh fuck, fuck baby girl!” he bellowed, slamming home one last time as you felt his cock pulse deep inside of you, your cum mixing together as it leaked down the inside of your thighs.

You both breathed heavily as Fukuro kissed your shoulder before pulling out and inspecting his work. Your pussy was perfect, twitching slightly as more of his cum poured out.

“Always the best girl baby, you did so good!” He praised as you rested your head against the door, breathing hard as you finally began to settle.

He helped you clean up before you both emerged from the bathroom. Fukuro grabbed your hand, making his way back to the table. You noticed someone standing there, faced bloodied as he held his nose with his hand, one eye black and his shirt torn.

Fukuro growled at the man as he cowered away. He had thought the jerk a huge lesson and there was no way he’d ever fuck with another woman again.

You smiled, throwing a little wave in his direction. His eyes widened at you as you leaned closer and smirked, “I guess you were right; my outfit was just begging for me to be fucked.”

Fukuro chucked back at you, before grabbing you and hauling you into a deep kiss. Breaking it, he looked down, eyes dark with lust as he spoke, “so petty princess, I love it.”

That you were.

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forusomimiya · 1 year

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#ushisaku || implied nsfw

Where Sakusa on the court treats Ushijima with respect and calls him "Wakatoshi-kun" but when they are in the locker rooms and have a moment for them, he calls him "daddy" and begs him to cum inside him while Ushijima whispers in his ear how much he likes his cute whore begging for more.

//fin

What a good post to start on tumblr 😌

#ushisaku #ushijima #ushijima headcanons #ushijima wakatoshi #wakatoshi ushijima #sakusa kiyoomi #kiyoomi headcanons #haikyuuheadcanon #msby sakusa #schweiden adlers #sakusa headcanons #sakusa smut #ushijima smut #haikyuu smut

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cotzucen · 2 months

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A crush

cw: implied tsalking, fluff, implied lime, a bit if perv armin but not rlly tho

a/n: I remember writing this at the same time as "jjk guys a and what gets them going" took so long to post this so embarassing 💀, decided to keep this family friendly, I needto build up tension and motivation for a smut shot... How are we thinking abt msby jackals + schweiden adlers?? 😋

And I keep on forgetting my aesthetic, like my blog is so messy help 😭

It all started with not so discrete looks. Every Monday and Thurday evenings, you would be seated at the same table, studying. No Armin didn't memorize your schedule, he's just observant.

Is what he said to defend himself against Connie's and Jean's call outs, Eren also struggling to believe his best friend.

"N-No I'm not stalking her– I barely even know what classes she has, or– not even what her f-favourite colours are!"

He'd raise his hands to his sides, trying to make a point, but follow up the statement with a precise assumption based on the colour scheme of the clothes and accessories you wore.

He'd preach about just finding you good looking (gorgeous), but not how he always finds the books you struggle to, and when you leave to go to the bathroom, sets them on your table.

He definitely stays shut about the times he'd noticed you were sick, and when you stood up to go throw your used tissues, slip some medicine in your purse. Somehow, he always knew what you were sick from, don't ask, he doesn't know either.

Yet.. oddly enough, you never thought much of it. You brushed it off as happy coincidences, either way– this was your favourite library, and–

Somebody was rummaging through your purse. He turned around.

...

The cute blondie, you've been sharing glances with for a while now, was rummaging through your purse. Armin, was rummaging through your purse.

You soon learned the name of said guy, Armin Arlert. Though, not after his failed fleeing attempt, Bertholdt conveniently blocking the one way out. He contemplated making a run for one of the emergency exits, but he didn't get the chance to, 'cause you were on him.

It left Armin no choice but to face the consequences of his actions.

Luckily, those consequences were exchanging numbers, and deciding to actually talk to eachother during your study sessions, which, set off a couple red flags in his mind—of how your immediate reaction to finding someone snooping in your stuff was to give them your number—but he, by no means, turns you down.

He let you have your way, and your way, is him on your bed, hickeys branding him from jaw to collarbone, face a hot red. Litterally, it looks like a fever. Your way, was kissing him goodbye, as you texted your best friend all about him. Armin, your boyfriend.

—Armin, they guy you've been stalking since the begining if the year?

And to that, you can only smile and reminisce of all your hard effort, dressing to his favourite colours, stalking his freinds—hell, even going as far as to note the days he'd staudy at the library! It brings a smile to your face, your hand rummaging under your bed to find your notebook.

Blowing some dust off the cover, you open it up and grab a pen off your bedside table, doodling a heart on a page.

The page full of photos of Armin.

#armin arlert #armin aot #armin x reader #armin #cotzucen #drabble #aot #love #i have folded #brainrot #armin brainrot #snk #attack on titan #aot armin #creepy cute

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creative-crybaby · 2 years

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Desperate Times

PAIRING: Iwaizumi Hajime x fem!reader x Ushijima Wakatoshi

GENRE: college!au (post graduation, I suppose) | wee bit of angst/comfort | smut (18+)

Minors DNI

TAGS + WARNINGS: threesome, double penetration, anal, oral (m and f receiving), overstimulation, fingering, light manhandling, mentions of voyeurism, mentions of cyber sex, tit-fucking, facials, mentions of masturbation (m), squirting, cum eating, size kink, creampie

Let me know if I missed anything.

WORD COUNT: 6.2k

SUMMARY: The rare chance arises where you have both boyfriends to yourself, and you make sure to take advantage of your limited time together. All characters are 18+

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here ya go, ya filthy animals <3 Final. Part.

Part 1: Desperate Times Calls for Desperate Pleasures

Part 2: Desperate Times Call

You made it work.

You tried to, at the very least. Not much was different between you and Iwaizumi; you’ve only grown closer with the change in your relationship status. School is out of the way, so now he can prioritize working under Utsui (and being with you, of course). Plus, you two already see each other every day—living together tends to do that to you. From his side, everything is simple: he wakes up to your sleeping form hugging his waist and goes to sleep with you by his side after a long day.

Ushijima doesn’t appear too bothered by the arrangement. When it comes to intimacy, you’d stick to how it all started: fucking your roommate while the volleyball player watches behind a lens, stroking his cock at the sight of your fucked out expression. You’d try to video call him whenever you could, and he has agreed with you when you’d whine about wanting to see him in person. Though, he still has volleyball as his top priority.

Truth be told, you may be the only one blowing the situation out of proportion. Iwaizumi’s plenty content waking up next to you every morning; Ushijima, while he misses you, has volleyball occupying him. Not that you don’t have a life outside of your boyfriends, but the possibility of neglecting them lingers in your head. You sometimes worry about the Schweiden Adlers member as you spend time with your roommate, then that stress shifts to the lack of attention you're giving him when he points out your distant stare.

You’ve gotten all sentimental, and you find it difficult to remember your carefree attitude from before. You don’t regret being with the athletes at all, of course, and while you haven’t changed completely, the difference between the current you and you from sophomore year wracks your brain. A couple of years is enough for one to grow, but you wish you didn’t care so much. Wished you had the same mindset as the men you love so much.

Your boyfriends are aware of your anxieties. They can’t say they blame you, though it’s not an easy problem to solve. You’re at your happiest when Ushijima visits, quick to pull both men along with you wherever you go to make up for the lost time. The last time the volleyball player was in your area, he had a game against an opposing group in that state. You couldn’t afford to go, though you rapidly pushed the spiky-haired male into your car and drove to the stadium as soon as you knew the game was over. You picked up your other boyfriend and brought him to your home, and that evening was spent with you riding him while stuffing your mouth with Iwaizumi’s cock.

So when Ushijima informed you of his plan to stay in California for a bit after your graduation, you were quick to offer to pick him up.

“My father is already going to do that.” The Schweiden Adlers player doesn’t miss how you falter at his words. “I’ll be staying with him, too, but I still plan on spending as much time as I can with you.”

As glad as you were to hear one of your boyfriends try to rebuild a relationship with their father, you can’t help but think about how much you’d like him all to yourself. The guilt from your selfish wishes soon follows, and you resume talking with him before eventually ending the call. Since then, you’ve repeatedly checked the date as if it would bring the volleyball player to you sooner. Even Iwaizumi had to threaten to take the calendar away should you let it continue to distract you.

Your roommate’s necessary threat didn’t stop you from bouncing your leg in anticipation as you waited for the desired date to arrive for you to drag your other handsome partner along.

So when you find said boyfriend standing at your door a couple of days earlier, your brain needs several seconds to process. With the initial confusion pushed aside (but not forgotten), you pounce on him. As tired as he may have been from his flight, Ushijima doesn’t mind the affectionate attack.

“You’re here,” you exclaim, words slightly muffled with your face buried in his neck. The volleyball player wraps his arms around you, the familiar warmth and musk tickling your senses. He hums in affirmation (not that it was necessary), and the sound of footsteps makes way to your ears.

“Hey, welcome back.” It’s your other (other?) boyfriend. Still holding onto Ushijima, you whip your head around.

“Did you know he’d be here sooner?” you ask somewhat accusingly. Iwaizumi’s wolfy grin–one that supposedly means “Surprise!”–makes you pout, but you’re quick to return your attention to the taller athlete. With a light peck on his cheek, your voice grows softer, sweeter. “How was your flight?”

Oh, you’ve changed, all right.

“It was fine,” he answers, gently placing you back down. Your arms remain secure around him. “My father picked me up, and my things are at his place. I’ll be having dinner with him tonight, so I won’t be able to stay here for long, but I still wanted to visit.”

You hide your disappointment by burying your face in his chest. Iwaizumi notices this and motions for Ushijima to enter.

“You must be tired still,” the spiky-haired male says, closing the door behind the other athlete. “How about some tea?”

The volleyball player nods. “Thanks.”

The visit was shorter than you would’ve liked. You’d try to get Ushijima to talk for as long as you could, not just out of interest, but in hopes he’d lose track of time as he’d recall one of his matches. Unfortunately, he’s the least talkative of you three. He noticed the time on the clock and announced it was time for him to leave. You masked your dismay with a chipper offer to make dinner for the three of you tomorrow, and his acceptance made you feel somewhat better.

The rest is routine whenever the volleyball player comes to visit: you’d follow him back to the entrance like a lost puppy, hug him for a little too long and pepper a little too many kisses on his face, and he remains quiet as you do so before giving you his rare but gentle smile. Then, he’s out the door.

A pair of bulky arms find their way around your waist from behind, and you lean back into the touch.

“You know you’ll see him tomorrow,” Iwaizumi murmurs against your neck, planting a light kiss there for good measure. You close your eyes, exhaling through your nose.

“Don’t worry, Hajime.” A teasing grin spreads on your face as you turn to face him. “I haven’t forgotten about you.”

Your roommate scoffs lightly, settling his chin on top of your head. “Not what I’m talking about.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Silence trails behind your dismissive mumble, and you rethink your actions during Ushijima’s visit. Even with his appearance not being as frequent as you’d like, would all the attention you give him to make up for the lost time make Iwaizumi feel neglected? You’ve voiced your concerns before, and even with his reassurance, you can’t help but wonder if you’ll ever cross a line neither of you knew was there.

Another kiss melts into your skin; this time, your temple.

“Hey.” Iwaizumi’s voice is soft as he gently pulls away from the embrace. With one of his hands cradling your cheek, he looks down at you with adoration. “It’s been a long day, even before Ushiwaka showed up. How about I run you a bath before dinner? You can use one of those bath bombs, too.”

You hum, leaning into his touch. “Will you join me?”

The spiky-haired male chuckles. “That was the plan, yeah.”

You smile coyly at him as your arms snake around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. He returns the affection, drawing you closer before signalling for you to jump by tapping your hip.

He’s carrying you to the bathroom like you weigh nothing. Your fingers tangle themselves in his messy locks as lust and need gradually replace the innocence in your kiss. Whatever paranoia consumed your thoughts has now disintegrated as Iwaizumi kicks the bathroom door closed behind him. You catch his expression as he pulls away and gently settles you down: with hooded lids and blown-out pupils, he has his appetite on full display as his hands glide down to the hem of your–his–shirt.

“Let me take care of you, pretty girl.”

Ushijima isn’t nearly as tired the next time you leap into his arms. Dare you say he was prepared for the impact, arms opening to hold your frame while you nuzzle your cheek against his. He greets Iwaizumi upon entering, walking to the couch like he’s back home with you gripping onto him like a koala.

“Let him breathe, (Y/N),” your roommate scolds.

“I don’t mind,” replies the Schweiden Adlers player, the baritone of his voice adding heat to your cheeks as you turn to grin mischievously at the spiky-haired male. He rolls his eyes at your childish response.

“So,” Iwaizumi starts, “I heard your team played against a team in Italy a few weeks back.”

Your other boyfriend nods. “We won.”

“Wish we could’ve watched it,” you slump against him. “I had exams at the time, and Haji was talking things out with your dad.” At the mention of his father, Ushijima turns to the other athlete in the room.

A proud grin itches onto Iwaizumi’s face. “I start working under him next week.”

You mask your snort by burying your face in the crook of Ushijima’s neck. “He’s totally in love with your dad, Toshi.”

The aforementioned boyfriend’s eyes trail down to your snickering form, then the glaring athlete sitting across from them. “A little strange, given our arrangement.”

“I’m not into your dad, Ushiwaka,” Iwaizumi grumbles, ears growing red as your giggling increases in volume. “She’s just messing with me. Nothing new here.”

You pull back from your hiding spot as your laughter dies down, looking up at the volleyball player. He returns your gaze with furrowed brows, though you know he’s not upset.

“Don’t worry,” you wink. “Your father remains safe for another day.”

“(Y/N), I swear to God—”

You squeal as you barely dodge the pillow your roommate threw at you (not with too much force, obviously). It slaps against Ushijima, pathetically bouncing off his chest and onto your lap. He watches you burst into another fit of giggles while the other athlete curses under his breath (something about “Shittykawa”).

“You should bring him over sometime,” you muse after calming down. “It’d be even cooler if we could see him in Argentina, but my wallet won’t let that happen.”

“Having you two in the same room in-person sounds like a terrible idea,” Iwaizumi immediately interjects, crossing his arms. You stick your tongue at him before facing Ushijima.

“I met Oikawa via video call a while back,” you clarify, then grin cheekily. “Is everyone in Miyagi as attractive as you guys, or am I just really lucky?”

“We’re not adding him to the mix,” the spiky-haired male grumbles.

“Don’t worry,” you shake your head at him before returning your attention to the volleyball player, eyelids drooping. “I’m plenty happy with you two.” You kiss him deeply, moaning into his mouth as he reciprocates the action. Your arms find themselves around his neck while your fingers toy with the hairs on the nape of his neck, and Ushijima pulls you closer in his embrace. Drawing back, you lock your eyes with his. “You’re happy, aren’t you, Toshi?”

“Of course,” he breathes out, and it’s beautiful coming from such a stoic yet majestic being. You stamp a trail of kisses down his jaw to his neck, finding a vulnerable spot to sink your teeth in. A choked groan makes way to your ears, though it doesn’t come from the partner who currently has your attention.

“You’re a real tease, you know that?” Iwaizumi grunts as he watches the display before him.

You pull back, not bothering to hide your smirk. “Obviously.”

You catch Ushijima’s Adam’s apple bob as you leech back onto his neck. His breathing pattern, while slow, is shallow, and soon enough, you feel something poke your thigh.

Oh.

“Someone’s needy,” you drawl, separating from him once more to glimpse down at the bulge in his pants. The volleyball player presses his lips into a thin line as his brows crease.

“It’s been a while,” seems to be his reasoning. This is the closest you’ll ever get to a flustered Ushijima; what you wouldn’t do to have a camera right now.

You turn to Iwaizumi, also sporting an erection, and smile. “Guess we’re going straight to it, huh?”

He scoffs, palming himself as he mocks you. “Obviously.”

That seems enough for the volleyball player, who gently grabs hold of your jaw to pull you into another kiss. Having him tear your dress off suddenly makes you gasp, and he takes the opportunity to slide his tongue in, his movements hasty and juxtaposing his personhood.

You like it.

He’s carrying you to another room—you’re not sure which one, too busy focusing on the heated kiss melting your tongue and watching your other boyfriend strip from the corner of your eye.

It’s Iwaizumi’s room; the mattress Ushijima gently plops you on isn’t as cushiony as yours. The loss of warmth from your partner puts a frown on your face, though a dreamy smile soon replaces it as your roommate enters in nothing but his boxers. You make grabbing motions towards him, and he joins you on his bed, kissing down your neck as you watch the volleyball player remove his shirt. Then his belt. Then his pants. Then—

Then a rough hand pulls your face to look away from the display. Your eyes meet blown-out pupils outlined in dark green; your lips, harshly with another pair.

Iwaizumi’s quick to hold you in his lap, needing you as close to him as possible while his hands map out every dip and curve and roll your body has to offer. You eventually feel your bra slide off your chest, the cool air making contact with your breasts and travelling down your spine. It only adds discomfort as your panties grow damper, and you grind your hips against your partner’s erection to soothe yourself. His response is a low groan, fuelling the lustful flames that dance in your lower stomach.

The bed dips behind you, and another pair of lips attach themselves to you: just as feverish, yet still as meaningful. More hands are on you, with these ones focusing on your mounds. Not a centimetre of skin on your chest was left untouched, from squeezing the soft flesh to rolling the buds between calloused fingertips.

It’s all too much. You pull away for air, gasping as Iwaizumi joins Ushijima in worshipping your body.

“Wait!” you pant out. The spiky-haired male stops suckling at your neck’s junction, but doesn’t release his hold. The volleyball player halts his movements, his lips barely ghosting over your skin.

“Do you want to stop?” You can feel his baritone against your nape, spiralling down to your core. Your panties cling against you like a second skin, and you’re certain you’re leaving a stain on Iwaizumi’s boxers.

“No,” you rasp, embarrassed by your sudden hesitation. “I want you both now.”

The slight crack of your voice shouldn’t have been as attractive as it was, but here the men were, attached to every one of your commands by a leash.

The athletes look up at each other, communicating through sharp gazes and a curt nod before they bring you to lie on your back. You watch with hooded lids as they reposition; Ushijima between your legs and Iwaizumi, now completely nude, on your chest with his thighs on either side of your body.

“How’s this?” Your roommate’s tone holds a sliver of playfulness as he peers down at you, teasingly stroking himself. You can’t see your other partner behind him–mainly because your focus is on the precum pearling at the tip of the cock only inches away from your face–though you find yourself absentmindedly nodding to the question. The spiky-haired male turns to your other boyfriend with a smirk and gives him a curt motion of confirmation.

Ushijima silently gets to work, lowering himself to face your covered core. You feel his fingers tugging at the waistband, and you try to lift your hips to help him remove the last article of clothing. His eyes remain glued to the string of slick connected to the cotton as he slides it down your legs, watching as it eventually separates and throwing the fabric somewhere in the room.

You’re clenching: empty. The volleyball player leans closer to your entrance, taking in your scent before burying his face between your thighs and wrapping his strong arms around your hips. His tongue barely teases you, if at all; it glides along your cunt with its tip flicking your clit. Just a drop of your taste is enough to bring him closer, plunging into your hole while nudging at the sensitive nub with his nose. For such a silent man, he was the loudest in this environment; him feasting on your pretty pussy can’t go unnoticed as it echoes throughout the room and rings in your ears. Had it not been for your current position, you’d be digging your nails into his scalp as encouragement.

For now, your eyes remain on the thick cock standing tall before you.

“Open up, pretty.” It comes out as a mix between a coo and a command. Iwaizumi grips onto the base to lead his shaft to your mouth. Peering up at him, you decide to grab hold of your tits, separating them. He gets the message, placing his dick between the soft mounds before you squish them together. His tip barely pokes out from in between, and you loll your tongue out to tease the sensitive head as he begins thrusting. Saltiness lingers on your tastebuds with every stroke, and your roommate’s pants add to the symphony started by your other partner’s vigorous smacking and slurping.

You feel Ushijima lift your legs, hooking them over his shoulders as he quickens his pace. You hum around Iwaizumi’s tip from the gluttonous dance performed by the volleyball player’s tongue. Your arms hug the spiky-haired male’s thighs, nails marking crescents on his skin as your orgasm approaches.

With your breasts no longer suffocating his cock, Iwaizumi takes the opportunity to shove more of him down your throat. The sound of you gagging almost overpowers Ushijima’s melody, and your roommate has to refrain from turning this detail into a competition. He instead relishes your warm mouth and how perfect your glossy lips look wrapped around him. The tears forming at the corners of your eyes don’t go unnoticed, either, and they only cascade down your cheeks once his strokes go deeper.

A familiar warmth fills your mouth as Iwaizumi’s hips still. You hollow your cheeks, swallowing every thick drop he can offer you with a hazy enthusiasm. Your gaze doesn’t leave your partner’s stiff form above you, his struggle to keep his eyes open almost entertaining. He can be stubborn when he wants to, and if you could see yourself from his perspective, see how ethereally lewd you look, you’d understand his persistence.

Your roommate empties his cum down your throat and pops his dick out with a shaky breath. With your eyes never leaving him, you give his tip a final peck before he rolls off of you.

All your attention goes to Ushijima, your fingers planting themselves in his hair as he continues his endeavours. You feel his lips wrap around your clit, sucking harshly at the tiny nub as his hold on your lower half tightens. And for good reason, too, as your hips buck erratically from the heavy engagement. With every suction, the string thins.

Until it snaps.

You hold the volleyball player in place as he does the same with you, his mouth continuing its actions as the orgasmic tsunami forces you underwater. It’s too much; you hardly notice the clear liquid staining the sheets and your partner’s chin. Not that he minds, of course.

Ushijima gently places your legs down as you release your tight hold on his hair, your body limp against the mattress as you try to catch your breath. A hand –Iwaizumi’s–swipes stray tears away from your cheeks, and the spiky-haired male plants a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Ready for more?” he asks, his voice nearly faint, as if speaking any louder may hurt you. Noticing the volleyball player moving to sit next to your frame, you try to sit up with your partners’ help. With a meek nod, you manage to shift to sit in between Iwaizumi’s legs before motioning for your other boyfriend to sit on his knees. With the two athletes getting the memo, the former holds your legs open with his own while the latter pumps his cock inches away from your swollen lips. The angry burgundy tip stares at you as you invitingly open your mouth.

With barely half of the shaft in, you’re full. The head tickles the back of your throat, though you avoid gagging with little to no struggle. Having plenty of time with your roommate, you’ve gotten to practice swallowing his dick whole. And when the volleyball player occasionally manages to come over, you can take more of him every time with more ease.

Your focus is so heavily on pleasing Ushijima that you don’t notice Iwaizumi sliding a hand between your thighs until it’s too late. A finger swipes across your cunt, earning a muffled gasp out of you as it collects your slick. More silence sounds escape you as that same digit enters your hole, stretching you out with each pump. The vibrations from your noises attack the volleyball player’s cock, making him grunt as you bob your head up and down his shaft, your tongue poking out to massage the underside. It’s a sort of pipeline: Iwaizumi’s finger–sorry, two fingers now–stroke your sweet spot while his thumb plays with your clit, causing you to moan along to the orchestra that is the lewd squelching between your legs, all the while adding to Ushijima’s pleasure as his cock stuffs your mouth full.

Three fingers: that’s what tips you over the edge once more. It usually does the trick, though, and with the effects of your previous orgasm lingering on your body, you finish quicker than you normally would. You freeze as euphoria travels through your veins, your eyes crossing as more tears spill. Another puddle finds itself on the sheets as you squirt once more, drenching the hand that caused the mess. Iwaizumi holds you closer while Ushijima caresses your cheek. It does little to soothe the ache in your jaw or swat away the exhaustion that follows the orgasmic high, but both are appreciated nonetheless.

When your senses return, you aren’t given the chance to finish the job; Ushijima pops his dick out of your mouth, rapidly stroking it until he reaches cloud nine. With your tongue lolling out, you catch some of the ropes of cum spurting out of his slit, though most of it either ends up on your face or chest. The heavy pants that follow the mess are a sign for you to open your eyes, and the godly sight that is one of your boyfriends greets you: a softening monstrous cock, flexing muscles with every heaving breath, vermillion flush staining his chest, neck and face, swollen parting lips, and furrowing brows.

Reality trickles back once you feel fingers sliding out of you, that same hand wetly tapping your thigh. Slowly turning your head, you’re met with lips slamming against yours that you would’ve lost balance had it not been for the muscular arm around your waist.

“Still got it in you, pretty?” Iwaizumi breaks from the mini makeout session to ask. You’re left in a daze as he nibbles on your shoulder, your other partner lowering himself to mark the opposite side of your neck.

“You still got the lube, right?” you breathe out. The spiky-haired male pauses his actions, Ushijima only slowing down his own at your question. “Want both of you at once.”

Your roommate’s touch immediately abandons you as he dismounts the bed to retrieve the bottle. The Schweiden Adlers member takes this short moment to grab some tissues from the nightstand to clean your face and chest, holding you as you try to regain some energy, knowing damn well you’ll need every bit of it.

“Are you sure you want this?” Ushijima hasn’t spoken since before everything started, his baritone snapping some sobriety back in you. You give him a droopy smile, planting a delicate kiss on his cheek.

“I’m sure, Toshi,” you whisper, and he feels his heart flutter at the nickname. “I know what I’m getting into, don’t worry.”

“You can stop whenever you want.” His voice remained monotonous, and maybe it’s the sex haze, but you swear you can hear panic there.

Still, you giggle. “I know. The rules haven’t changed since the arrangement started.”

Iwaizumi returns with a mostly-full bottle of lube. You two have dipped your toes in anal play, though this is the first time you’re going any further.

“You sure about this?” he asks, his voice and expression soft (or as soft as it can get with such sharp features and arched brows). You let out a half-sigh, half-snort at his question.

“I’m not made of glass, you know,” you tiredly quip, “and your dicks aren’t weapons of mass destruction. I won’t be doing much of the work, but what else is new?”

The athletes share a look as if they were reminding each other to be careful with you.

“All right,” Iwaizumi climbs onto the bed, “how do you want us, then?”

You lean into Ushijima’s chest with a hum, your cheek squishing against one of his pecs. “You take the back. Toshi, up front.”

With both partners nodding, they hoist you to sit on the volleyball player’s lap. His cock is hard again, poking at your stomach before you lift yourself by your knees to aim the tip at your entrance.

He could’ve sunken into you a thousand times, and you’re certain you still wouldn’t have been able to take him without at least a little bit of pain. Thanks to your previous orgasms, he can slide in much more easily, though that isn’t to say the burn is nonexistent.

Ushijima takes his time, examining your reaction as he adds another inch. His grip on your waist is tight, but not bruising, knowing you’ve got enough on your plate. Iwaizumi, meanwhile, tries to distract you by peppering kisses on your shoulder blade. You hope your focus on his lips against your skin will pass the time, but the clock’s arms seem to slow down the more you’re stretched open.

He’s in, though. You’re certain he’s made room for himself in your guts, feeling him there with every breath. Your nails dig into his shoulders as you hiss, but he doesn’t say anything as you try to adjust.

“(Y/N),” Iwaizumi starts, his words somewhat muffled your back against his lips, “are you sure you want to keep going?”

“Yeah,” you gasp. Despite your roommate’s concern, you can feel his cock poking your back.

He hesitates. “We can go one at a ti—”

“I wanna feel both of you.” You didn’t realize you were crying until you felt Ushijima’s thumb swipe away a few tears. You give his palm a loving peck, your glossy eyes peering up at him. “I don’t know when will be the next time I’ll have you two together. I can handle it.”

You’ve grown soft, Iwaizumi thinks. Then again, maybe you were always like this. He doesn’t know much about your previous relationships, and even if he did, you could’ve matured since then. You’re still outgoing, and your teasing hasn’t stopped since you started dating both athletes. Your promiscuity hasn’t died down at all, not that the spiky-haired male is complaining. The difference now is the lovestruck looks you’d give them; whether you think they don’t notice (even though you aren’t slick and they totally catch you) or you’re afraid they’d forget how dear they are to you (they couldn’t even if they tried), it’s one of the main acts dedicated only for them.

Iwaizumi can see that same look when you turn to face him, even with a layer of tears fogging your vision.

He presses his lips against your warm and damp cheek. “Okay.”

You sigh shakily, adjusting your position for him to better prep you.

He’s using more lube than the previous times you’ve experimented, you can tell. With each careful finger he’d only slide in on your command, you could feel him take his time stretching you out, pumping and scissoring until he’s convinced you’re ready.

Of course, his dick isn’t the same as his fingers. Iwaizumi’s made it very clear that he’s going at your pace, and you appreciate it when he’d add more lube whenever you’d ask. It hurt less over time, though it’s still a strange and foreign feeling. The spiky-haired male sprinkles feather-light kisses on the nape of your neck while Ushijima cradles your cheek, and their soft touches almost lull you to serenity.

You have to remind yourself of the current situation. “You two can move now.”

“We’ll be gentle,” Iwaizumi assures, adjusting his hold on your waist as your other partner lowers his grip to your hips.

The first few thrusts are hesitant, unsure of a rhythm. The stretch of both holes has you hissing, though you don’t want to stop. This is the closest you’ve felt to the athletes, albeit physically speaking: sandwiched between them, stuffed to the brim. Soft lips and calloused hands guarantee your safety. Promise of delicacy.

And eventually, the pain lessens. Your boyfriends find a tempo, still gentle, and whimpers and broken moans replace your hisses. Iwaizumi whispers in your ear, praising you for taking both of them so well and being so good. Ushijima’s forehead finds yours, his eyes fluttering to stay open and watch your every reaction. When one cock slides out, the other moulds your hole to its shape; you’re desperate to savour everything happening, even if it drives your senses into overdrive. With your thighs too weak to hold your body up, you’re grateful for them doing the work, the muscle trembling every time you flex it.

“More,” you choke out. “I can take it. Please.”

Ushijima grunts, a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead. “Are you sure—”

You stop his lips with your own, halting his breath in his throat as your hands slide up his heck to hold his face. And when you pull away with hooded lids, you give Iwaizumi the same attention, turning his head to face you as you take his breath away.

“I’d tell you to stop if I needed you to,” you promise after pulling away. “It feels good, and I want more.”

Again, your boyfriends share a look: brows furrowed and lips pressed into a thin line. The several seconds of silence make you antsy, though that feeling soon evaporates when both men adjust their hold on you.

Ushijima’s the first to thrust back in, and your body jolts at the sudden impact. Iwaizumi’s quick to follow, drilling his hips upwards as the volleyball player slides out. Back and forth, back and forth: you’re never fully empty.

“S-Shit!” you shriek, squeezing your eyes shut as your nails find Ushijima’s shoulders once again. You can’t contain your cries, not when there’s a swordfight happening in your guts. Could they feel the other’s cock inside you? “More, more! Just like that!”

Both men have their torsos pressed against you as they fuck up into you. You can feel Iwaizumi’s heartbeat hammer at your back, same with your other boyfriend’s against your chest. Or maybe that’s your heart causing the racket? Could the volleyball player even truly get nervous? You’ve seen him uncertain, sure, but nervous? Or maybe that’s adrenaline you’re feeling against you?

So many questions for someone whose brain is literal mush. You can no longer form a coherent sentence; what makes you think you can create a single thought now?

Oh, wait. Nothing.

“Cumming,” you manage to slur out, legs shaking. “Gonna cum again.”

“Shit,” Iwaizumi mutters against your neck. “Go ahead, pretty. Make a mess for us, yeah?”

You can’t see well with the tears fogging your vision, but with Ushijima so close to you, it’s not hard to tell that his eyes are silently urging you to finish. And when a hand–whose, you aren’t sure–slides down to give your poor clit some much-needed attention, you can’t go against their encouragements even if you wanted to.

With little to no space between you three, you hardly move when your body hurdles forward from the impact of your orgasm. You’re squirting again, and it almost hurts as you gush onto the athletes’ muscular thighs. Your choked wail is muffled by Ushijima’s shoulder, your grip on them gone and now on his biceps. If your markings hurt him, he doesn’t show it. Or rather, it can be mistaken for the pleasure that comes from his own orgasm, flushed face twisting to bliss as he grits his teeth behind sealed lips. Iwaizumi’s not far off, either, sloppily thrusting into you a few more times before biting down on your shoulder to quiet his groan.

Even as your body burns from adrenaline, you still feel both boyfriends spill their load inside you. It has you quivering even more, toes curling against the messy sheets as you try your hardest to sit up longer.

You’re still warm once your high evaporates, the bulky frames of your boyfriends giving you little room to breathe. The thin layers of sweat blanketing your bodies don’t help, either. At the very least, the two athletes continue to hold you up. You can’t even do that by yourself.

“I’m going to get her a towel and some water,” Iwaizumi quietly tells Ushijima. “Hold onto her while I’m gone.”

The volleyball player wordlessly follows your other partner’s order, wiping away stray tears as you weakly cling onto his build. He’s grown more comfortable holding you like this over time: still cautious to avoid hurting you, though doesn’t shy away from physically showing you the affection you deserve.

“Are you hurt?” he asks, carefully examining your frame in his hold.

You tiredly shake your head, rasping out a small chuckle. “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk for a bit, but I’m fine otherwise.”

His eyes glimpse upwards, as if pondering. “I can carry you around.”

“I know, dear.”

Iwaizumi returns not long after, and you groan as Ushijima shifts you to sit up.

“Careful,” you quip with a wince. “I’m sensitive.”

“That’s usually the case, yeah,” your roommate replies monotonously, watching cum ooze out of your holes before gently wiping the towel across your cunt. He rubs a soothing hand on your thigh when you flinch. “Thank God for birth control.”

“Oh, hush.” you scoff, eyebrows creasing as he continues to clean you. The water bottle he brought sits next to him, leaning against his thigh almost tauntingly. A large hand from behind you takes it, unscrewing the lid.

“You need to rehydrate.” The baritone rumbles against your back as the Schweiden Adlers player speaks. He brings the bottle to your lips. “Drink up.”

The bottle shakes slightly once in your hold, and you take light sips in between intervals. “I don’t think I’ll be able to make dinner for us tonight.”

“No worries,” Iwaizumi responds curtly, placing the towel to the side. “We can order takeout for tonight.”

Your eyes light up, though you don’t make an effort to move. “Can we order from that new place down the block?”

“Whatever you want.”

You turn your head to peer up at Ushijima excitedly, a smile stretching wide across your face it almost hurts your cheeks. “You gotta try their food, Toshi. I think we have their menu around here somewhere. We can help you pick something out.”

“Hey,” your roommate tuts, tone sharp as he heads to his closet. “Don’t tire yourself out even more. Relax.”

“Yes, mother.” He glares at your response, walking back with a large t-shirt and some shorts. You eye the clothes with a groan. “I think I need a bath first.”

You yelp when you suddenly feel yourself being hoisted up.

“We’ll help clean you up,” Ushijima offers as he dismounts the bed with you in his arms. It sounded more like a statement, actually, and it seems that he meant it as he walks out of Iwaizumi’s room with him in tow.

Your eyes flutter closed, half-listening to the spiky-haired male scolding the volleyball player to be careful with you.

What do you have to worry about? It’s not this simple: those anxieties may continue to poison your thoughts. They should leave eventually, no doubt, but until that happens, you’ll remind yourself as many times as necessary that the support that follows you on your journey.

You made it work.

You’re making it work.

And you’ll continue to make it work.

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Fatherhood (fa-ther-hood) /ˈfäT͟Hərˌho͝od/ n. The state of being a father.

In celebration of hitting another milestone, I welcome you all to a wonderful collab full of the ups and downs of being a father—Oh My Daddy! Collab, an open SFW collaboration event.

✿ Theme: Dads/Fathers, fatherhood.

✿ Open to ALL writers and artists!

✿ Fandoms: Haikyuu, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Tokyo Revengers.

Characters who are canon dads (e.g.: Fushiguro Toji, the V-League volleydads from MSBY Black Jackals and Schweiden Adlers et al) are also allowed.

Characters who are teenagers canonically MUST BE AGED UP (unless, in both Haikyuu’s and Tokyo Revengers’s cases, post-timeskip).

✿ All genres BUT NSFW/smut are allowed (suggestive themes are okay).

✿ Send via ask (NOT via DM) the following: character of your choice + either writing or art (e.g.: Can I join your collab with Kenma + art, please?)

Each person/blog can only have a maximum of two (2) entries.

Each character can be claimed three (3) times, regardless of writing/art.

After being added to the masterlist, please reblog it so that other creators may know of the collab.

✿ For those submitting a written entry, there is no minimum word count, but kindly include a readmore if your piece’s word count is 500+ (to avoid dash clogging).

✿ If you wish to pull out of the collab, change character/entry format, please let me know via DM or on Discord (if we’re server moots etc) and I will gladly help you.

✿ There is no deadline to this collab, so y’all need not to worry about posting late submissions. But, if y’all want a concrete due date, it’ll be any day on the second week of January 2023. THIS IS NOT A HARD DEADLINE BTW.

✿ When finished, tag me at @mrskodzuken and use the post tag ‘#ohmydaddycollab’ in your posts to track.

✿ Lastly, enjoy writing/drawing! 🥰

Masterlist

✿ Haikyuu!!

Kozume Kenma - @mrskodzuken

Kuroo Tetsurou - @hyeque

Ukai Keishin - @shinchirosweetheart

Miya Atsumu - @momochimo

Iwaizumi Hajime - @minsipie

Sawamura Daichi - @ceo-of-daichi

Kageyama Tobio - @hero-fucking-101

Tsukishima Kei - @hero-fucking-101

Semi Eita - @portfolio-of-dreams

Miya Atsumu - @sakusa-kiyomine

Kuroo Tetsurou - @tetsukentona

Ushijima Wakatoshi - @onigirintarou

Kita Shinsuke - @1990-05-10

Bokuto Koutarou - @mekiza

Miya Osamu - @mxonigirimiya

Kita Shinsuke - @loving-august

Sakusa Kiyoomi - @kiyoowomi

Suna Rintarou - @kiyoowomi

Ushijima Wakatoshi - @aasouthteranoswife

Sakusa Kiyoomi - @taelia15

Ohira Reon - @theacevampire

Oikawa Tooru - @hhuen1ng

Sugawara Koushi - @ethereal-faeri (art)

✿ Jujutsu Kaisen

Gojo Satoru - @silkylious

Nanami Kento - @tetsukentona

Geto Suguru - @mxonigirimiya

✿ Tokyo Revengers

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ao3feed-iwaoi · 2 years

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the surrogate

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2KgeUV7

by MuffinsInSummer

Koshi's younger brother is two years younger than him, and had a child at nineteen. Now Koshi is twenty-four. He finally is a teacher like he always wanted to be, and he's taking care of his niece as her surrogate father/guardian. With some hope that one day that Koshi's younger brother Idate would figure out that his daughter back in Karasuno was just as important, as his son in Tokyo, that just because Misaki, Koshi's niece was illegitimate wasn't her fault.

That the responsibilities lie on the parent not the child, but Misaki was too sheltered and innocents to under stand any of the drama happening around her. Or maybe, Misaki was smarter than they all realized. That they were the ones who needed to grow up and move on.

Words: 1382, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Sugawara Koushi, Sugawara Koushi's Family, Ukai Keishin, Ukai Keishin's Mother, Michimiya Yui, Sawamura Daichi, Sawamura Daichi's Family, Tanaka Saeko, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Shimizu Kiyoko, Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Hinata Shouyou, Hinata Natsu, Kageyama Tobio, Yachi Hitoka, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Tsukishima Kei, Tsukishima Akiteru, Nishinoya Yuu, Azumane Asahi, Japanese Men's National Volleyball Team Ensemble (Haikyuu!!), MSBY Black Jackals, Schweiden Adlers

Relationships: Sugawara Koushi/Ukai Keishin, Michimiya Yui/Sawamura Daichi, Shimizu Kiyoko/Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Yachi Hitoka/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Shimada Makoto/Takinoue Yuusuke, Sugawara Koshi & Original Child Character(s), Tanaka Saeko/Tsukishima Akiteru, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Azumane Asahi & Nishinoya Yuu & Sawamura Daichi & Sugawara Koushi, Nishinoya Yuu & Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Additional Tags: Protective Sugawara Koushi, Single Parent Sugawara Koushi, Uncle-Niece Relationship, Parent Ukai Keishin, Background Relationships, Brotherly Angst, Dysfunctional Relationships, Dysfunctional Family, Families of Choice, Unconventional Families, Parent-Child Relationship, Absent Parents, Protective Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu Fluff, Minor Yachi Hitoka/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi Fluff, Brotp, Surrogacy, Brotherly Love, Protective Older Brothers, Tanaka Saeko is a Good Sibling, Tsukishima Akiteru is a Good Sibling, Tanaka Ryuunosuke is a Good Friend, Nishinoya Yuu & Tanaka Ryuunosuke are Bros, Step-siblings, Age Difference, Eventual Smut, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Baggage, Pro Volleyball Player Hinata Shouyou, Pro Volleyball Player Kageyama Tobio, Internalized Homophobia, Getting Together, Moving In Together, Slow Burn, Unplanned Pregnancy, Discussion of Abortion

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2KgeUV7

#iwaoi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #ao3feed-iwaoi #haikyuu!!

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myrpstarters · 2 years

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hey! so this is one of my rp starters, my account is full of them! if you’d like to rp with me, check my pinned post :)

((haikyuu post timeskip)) ushisemi rp - they broke up. a little after high school. no hard feelings or anything like that, they were just going their separate ways, and that was fine. unbeknownst to either, they both still loved each other very much. which brings us to 5 years later. 23 years old, living in two different worlds- semi, off touring the world with his music and wakatoshi, on his volleyball team living his dream. they’re both happy. but did they ever stop thinking about each other? well, they’re the only ones who can answer that for sure, but the fact that semi still wears his engraved necklace wakatoshi gave him and ushijima still wears semi’s threadbare bracelets should be an indication. semi’s fresh off a tour through north america, when he hears the schweiden adlers will be playing in miyagi. he and ushijima left off as friends so, why not go? he throws on wakatoshi’s jersey from high school as a joke- yes, he still has it.. it’s comfortable! and he buys a ticket to sit right where he can see the action. on the day of the game, he gets there early to see the teams warm up, spotting his ex boyfriend and briefly making eye contact. he doubts he even recognizes him. (continue as ushijima! can be fluff/angst/smut)

#haikyu roleplay #haikyu rp #haikyu #haikyuu rp #haikyuu #haikyuu!! roleplay #haikyuu!! rp #haikyuu!!#hq #hq rp #hq roleplay #semi eita #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x semi #ushisemi rp #ushisemi

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sunakys · 2 years

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new haikyuu art guys 😭😭🤞

click for quality lol LOOK AT SUNA he looks so tired isn’t he cute :(

#suna rintarou #haikyuu #official art #hoshiumi kourai #hinata shoyo #kageyama tobio #bokuto koutaro #ushijima wakatoshi #oikawa tōru #aran ojiro #yaku morisuke #x reader #smut #sakusa kiyoomi #komori motoya #msby black jackal #schweiden adlers

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mrskurono · 3 years

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YOURE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT VIRGIN ALL OF MSBY

i saw a fic a while ago where sakusa asks reader to take his virginity because the rest of the team talked about how amazing she is and i wish i could find it again </3

i just want my own MSBY harem of pussy whipped inexperienced boys who will fall at my feet, is that too much to ask :/

VIRGIN ALL PROS OK BC THOSE VOLLEYBALL NERDS AIN'T GETTIN ANY OF IT

tags: fem!Reader, headcanons, corruption kink(s), handjob mention, titjob mention, vaginal sex, virgin!Haikyuu men, debauchery in generally

virgin!Hinata who humps your thigh the first time you're making out like his life depends on it. Man's thighs moving on their own. Cock smashed between his stomach and your thigh. Drool running down his chin bc he can't believe just how good this feels. Swallowed up in it with all the lewdest moans until exactly what you'd think would happen. He cums all over himself. Groaning into your mouth like a whore bc he can't stop it. But quickly trying to recover his cool ready to have sex even if it means overstimming himself for the first time out of many more to come.

virgin!Sakusa who had been staring at you for longer than he meant to. Ratting himself out more than once when he stared at your chest. Man's mask keeps it hidden when he licks his lips but doesn't hide the blatant stare he gives you. As awkward as he is hungry for you. The second you proposition him for something like a tit job he denies it. That is until the thoughts are plaguing him. Leaving even practice difficult. Until he has to bend and come crawling back to you. Just to have him blow his load all over your chest the second you even tap his swollen cock on your nipple as a tease.

virgin!Atsumu who pesters you like a puppy because he loves you and wants you to have it. Wants, no, needs you to take his v-card. When he's thrusting against your cunt because you told him he needs practice first. Telling him he has to make it more than five strokes before blowing his load or what else is there to do. He thinks his stamina is through the roof until loosing his v-card just ends up with him grinding against your pussy and cumming almost instantly. Lucky for you though another persistent overstimmer who'll push inside you and just use the excuse his cum is lube to give you his v-card

virgin!Meian who mad it three years into the big league before holding down a steady girlfriend. One that he couldn't keep his hands off of. But never went the next step because he was worried about looking bad. Big guy, kinda famous, still holding onto his v-card. Didn't wanna take the chance until you were edging him and slurping up and down his cock. No time to even know he was cumming when he came all over himself. Making it pretty cute that the big scary pro volleyball player came that quickly but you made it clear once wasn't gonna be the only time.

virgin!Inunaki who jerked off to the thought of you day in and day out. Even got himself a pocket pussy trying to make sure his stamina was up to snuff when the blessed time would come. He made it through the teasing, the handjob and the making out. But the second you told him to sink his cock into you like a good boy, he lost it. Creaming half in and half out. Cum everywhere as he groaned and cursed himself for coming undone at simple dirty talk.

virgin!Barnes who had a cock that matched his size. Big boy and even bigger cock that he'd shied away from doing too much in his younger years. Was all fun to say you were packing until no one wanted to have sex with you. So when you came along declaring his v-card was his. There was a slight chance you were joking. Quickly to find out you weren't when the man was fisting the sheets under him. Drowning in pleasure while you used him like a toy and let his cum seep into every inch of you. Claiming you were gonna make up for lost time for him.

virgin!Kageyama who barely even jerks off. In the shower, maybe. His first time wasn't even something he thought about until he was balls deep in you. Drowning in pleasure to the point he forgot to move at all. Bliss taking him to the next level when you grind on him. Not so much using him but encouraging him to follow your lead. He forgot his v-card was a thing because the second he sunk balls deep in you the setter found something he might enjoy doing more than volleyball.

virgin!Kourai who gloated that he could last during a blowjob. Your mouth was no match for him. Which was true, he could last a little longer than you'd expect. But what he couldn't last through was the dirty things you whispered in his ear. Jerking him off like a horny pubescent while he sat in the Schweiden's locker room. Cumming undone completely when you pumped his cock with both hands and said nothing but dirty lewd things you planned to do to him.

virgin!Ushijima who let you take the lead. In everything. Listening to how you told him to finger you. How to eat you out. How to get you to cum as many times as you wanted. So when you told him he was going to learn how to fuck you properly, he had no qualms. Holding off best he could not to cum when you pushed back on him. Praising him for being a good boy and how quickly he picked up on fucking you exactly how you wanted.

virgin!Fukuro who kept his goatee because you liked it when he ate you out. Not once had he gotten closer to you though. Until you told him that was going to change. Purposely letting him get you closer to cumming than ever. Just to tell him to fuck you. Another big man who fumbled but found it utterly worth it as you played with yourself and came around him in the seconds he slipped inside you. Asking him if he liked the way it felt. And when he kept nodding lost for words and a mild fool just from feeling your orgasm. You knew he was a pussy drunk fool in the making.

virgin!Tatsuto who avoided questions about his v-card. Made jokes and swept it under the rug. There was nothing to sweep under the rug though when you suffocated him in your cunt and leaned down to swallow up the middle blockers cock. Nothing short of a mess from your lips around his cock and your cunt in his face. No amount of desperate lapping at your soaked slit could prepare him for the second you straddled him and sunk down on his cock. Letting him get a front row seat to loosing his own v-card

virgin!Heiwajima who was a powerhouse like any libero. His finger game and tongue game was on point. But he was always hesitant to get further. Until you flipped the tables on him. Worshipping every inch of him until he was begging for you to help his poor aching cock. Making sure to touch every inch of him until it was the begging that allowed you to play with him. Using every inch of your body to watch him writhe and moan under you in pleasure. Loosing it on your tits first but the way his cock stood at attention watching you lick his cum up meant there was more places he could be leaving his seed than just your chest.

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haikyu-after-dark · 1 year

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Korai Hoshiumi x Tall, Chubby Fem! Reader

Warnings: swearing, voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, so much mutual pining, angst

WC: 4.1k

AN: we are getting to the climax (😏)VERY soon 👀

Broken Pipes Masterlist

6pm, Friday Night

The hotel lobby was empty as Korai walked in, exhausted from a long practice, a practice that was even more mentally draining because you had been there. Korai thought back to earlier.

“Wow this place is massive! Is this all for the Adlers?” You asked, staring in awe of the large gymnasium located just a few blocks from your hotel. It was actually a nice walk and it felt good getting fresh air.

Korai held the door open to the gym as you stepped inside, your wedged heels clicking firmly on the gym floor. You opted to wear a sundress with a cardigan and a pair of sensible heels. You wanted to make a good impression on the coach, hoping you could possibly persuade him that Korai had been untreated fairly and that this was all your fault.

“Yep, it’s pretty sweet. We have a gym, a track and a full pool too. Usually the pool gets rented out but we use it endurance training sometimes,” he remarked as you looked around. It was a beautiful gym decorated in the cooks of the Adlers. It looked relatively new and like no expense was spared.

“It’s beautiful! I can only imagine how amazing it would be to work in a place like this. Korai loved hearing you say that, hoping that soon he would get a chance to ask you to leave your lavish modeling life behind and exchange it for one of a meager manager. He tried to convince himself that it sounded a lot more romantic than it actually did.

“You can wait here, I’ll just going to get changed and I’ll be right back,” he said as you nodded, looking cute and sexy as hell in the short sundress you wore. You were determined to look nice, to make a good impression.

“Don’t worry Korai, we’ll keep an eye on our sweet little YN,” Heiwajima yelled from across the gym floor as he and Romero came walking over.

“Yeah, I don’t think so,” he answered as Romero fake gasped pulling a laugh from you.

“Hey Yn, coach says you can come and we can talk in his office. Korai once your dressed, you can come too,” Hirugami said, coming up to you and smiling. You stood, giving Korai a smile as Hirugami escorted you to the office. Korai quickly ran to the locker room, changing before making his way to the offices. He saw coaches door cracked open as he knocked, entering when summoned to see you seated across from coach with Hirugami leaning against the wall.

“Have a seat Korai,” Coach said, motioning for him to sit next to you, “Miss LN was just explains to me what happened.”

“Please call me YN sir and like I was saying, Korai did nothing wrong. My manager isn’t the nicest person and can be rather brass at times. He’s very devoted to my career and can sometimes overstep.”

Sometimes was a bit of an understatement and you knew it.

“Korai was protecting me, if anything I should be thanking him for what he did! I don’t want him getting in trouble over something like this, especially when it wasn’t his fault.”

“YN, I understand and I’ll admit, I didn’t believe the complaint matched Korai’s behavior. I’ve know him for several years and this is the first complaint we’ve ever received about him,” the coach said as you face dropped.

This was his first complaint and it was all because he was standing up for you? You felt awful, tarnishing his record after years of it being spotless all because you simply couldn’t stand up for yourself. As of noticing the switch, Korai turned to you and lifted your chin, peering into your eyes as you tried desperately to hold back tears.

“YN it’s ok, I’m not mad, nobody is,” he said, trying to make you feel even an ounce better. You nodded, sucking in the tears and looking at the coach.

“I appreciate you coming Yn and I can tell you care very much for Korai, unfortunately he did sign the document pleading guilty so I can’t take away the fine but I assure you, this will not be made public nor will it follow Korai. Once the fine is paid, the matter is considered settled and we move on,” the coach said as you deflated, feeling like your efforts to persuade the coach had all been in vein.

“Then I insist on paying the fine,” you said as the coach and Hirugami stared at you and Korai’s head shot in your direction.

“What did I say this morning huh? I said if the fine stands, I’ll pay it,” Korai spat as you slowly turned your head, your eyes meeting his with an icy glare.

“Oh I heard you but it doesn’t mean I have to do what you say,” you ground out as you turned to the coach, “can you please direct me where to pay it?”

“Oh shit,” Hirugami snorted, trying to cover his laugh as Korai’s glare shot to him. The coach was trying his best to keep his composure, unsure how to react to your assertive behavior.

“Well umm-”

“Don’t you dare tell her how to pay it!” Korai shouted, standing up and leaning over the desk, “you know what, I’ll just take care of it right now and then it’s done.” He turned around, leaving the desk and stomping to the locker room. The door slammed as all the guys watch him, Heiwajima whistling at Korai’s behavior.

“What happened?” Sokolov asked as Korai went to his locker.

“She thinks she’s paying my fine and when I told her that I said I was paying it she said she didn’t have to listen to me! Can you believe that?” Korai whined as he tried to undo his lock, annoyed that it seemed to not be cooperating.

“Why don’t you just let her pay it? I mean, it would kinda be like having a sugar mama or something,” Romero laughed as Korai picked up a towel and threw it at the spiker. He finally got his locker open, grabbing his phone and wallet and heading out to the main office. He stomped his way there, approaching the office manager.

“Hello Mr. Hoshiumi, how can I assist you?” The manager said as he leaned on the desk.

“Yeah I got a fine to pay,” he said, shuffling through his wallet for his credit card.

“Oh yes, umm well Miss Yn just took care of that. She left you this note and said to give it to you when you showed up,” the manager said as Korai sighed heavily, annoyed that she had beat him to the punch.

“We’ll void hers and take mine,” he said, pushing his card into the managers direction. The managers eyes widened as they put their hands up in surrender.

“I-I’m sorry Mr. Hoshiumi, I can’t void the transaction once it’s processed,” the manager whispered.

“Korai leave them alone! It’s done, let it go!” Hirugami shouted as Korai growled in anger, grabbing the letter you had left.

He opened the letter and smiled-

Korai,

The main office was like 10 feet away from the coaches office. The minute you left, Coach showed me because Hirugami refused to be apart of your villain origin story. Anyways, I paid it and it’s taken care of. See you back at the hotel <3

xoxoxo

YN <3

Entering your shared hotel room, Korai heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom as he quickly turned and locked the door. Practice had dragged on and he was exhausted. He had eventually gotten over the little stunt you pulled earlier and vowed to find some way to pay you back. The issue of having money wasn’t the problem, it was that he didn’t want you to pay the price for something you had no part in. He put his bag to the side, sighing as he walked in.

The entry way felt warm and moist, noting that there was fog building up on the small mirror in the hallway. The glass sliding door leading to the bathroom was open partially, leading him to assume that it hadn’t shut all the way. It was really in impractical door, no lock and only obscured by the frost color that covered it. Without thinking, he went to shut it, looking up out of habit. In that mere moment, his entire body went ridged, his mouth instantly going dry.

There you were , standing in the glass shower, fully naked as you washed your hair, the soap flowing down your perfect back to your unbelievable ass. His heart speed up as he continued to watch, knowing fully that his voyeurism was inappropriate but being unable to look away. Ge had never seen you naked before, having only explored your body under the cover of clothing. He was definitely kicking himself now for leaving you high and dray that day. He watched as you turned around, you hands still massaging your hair as Korai got his first glimpse of your gorgeous breasts and glorious pussy. He felt himself growing hard at the mere sight of your impeccable body as you hummed along to a tune he had absolutely no interest in remembering.

You picked up your soap and sponge, beginning to wash your body, bending over to get every single inch of silky skin. He gulped at the view of your ass bent over sending him spiraling into the thought of being able to drive his cock hard into your pussy from behind. You stood under the shower, rinsing your body off as your hands melted over every once of your flawless skin. You picked your hair up, ringing it out before clipping it up, showcasing your beautiful back, ass and those lucious, thick thighs. God what he wouldn’t do to camp between those thighs for hours, or better yet, have you sit in his face. If he died, he died. He would be fully ready to admit defeat if he could die by the hands of your fantastic thighs crushing his head. He was hard, so unbelievably hard from just those 3 minutes of bliss. He snapped from his thoughts as you turned the water off, grabbing a towel as he quickly walked away from the door, trying desperately to process what exactly just happened.

His mind filled with every possible thought of anything that could make him less hard, hoping go at least manage his problem until he could get into the shower. The problem was that everything he thought of somehow got turned back into your sexy form. Hell even thinking about the disgusting Adlers locker room had him thinking about fucking you against the lockers. God what was wrong with him?!? He jumped when he heard your voice, turning his head as his eyes widened again.

“Hey how was practice?” You asked standing in your hotel towel, the length barely covering your body fully as Korai stared. You’d never been fond of hotel towels before but right now, right now they were your best friend. You were drying your hair with another towel as you watched him, smirking a little at how flustered he was. His face was red and he uncomfortably shifted his shorts, trying to make room for the growing erection.

“Hey are you ok?” You prompted as he shot up, fumbling over his words, doing everything he could to avoid looking at you.

“uhh yeah sorry just a long day. You know, volleyball and stuff. Lots of boobs- BALLS falling all over the gym and stuff, ” he squeaked out as you giggled at his beet red face.

“Oh? Sounds pretty stressful,” you smirked as he turned to head to the shower. He walked past you as you stuck your arm out, stopping his movements as he looked over at you, his eyes locking on yours as a bead of sweat drifted down his brow.

“You were just acting funny, almost like you seen me naked of something?” Smiling and winking at him, you made you way to your clothes, his face heating with embarrassment as be booked it towards the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, he sighed, his hands on the counter leaning in as he looked into the mirror. It was obvious that you knew exactly how much you affected him and he was sick of constantly holding himself back.

“Oh two can definitely play this game” he thought, smirking to himself as he began to undress, turning the shower on and heading in. He had no idea how you had seen him or even if you had seen him but he sure wasn’t going to let you get off that easy. He had purposely left the door open, just a cracked like he assumed you had, only this time he was going to flip the tables.

You sat in your tank top and shorts, brushing through your hair when you heard it. At first, you weren’t exactly sure what it was but then, you heard it again.

Korai was moaning in the shower.

You shot out of the chair, trying hard to figure out what to do. You can’t say you had really planned to leave the shower door open for Korai to see in but you also just happened to plan your shower for exactly the time he would be coming home. You knew he’d see you and that it would probably affect him, but leaving the door open for you to hear him? What a dirty trick!

The idea of Korai being into both exhibitionism and voyeurism was almost too much to bare. You could feel you body begin to heat up, the wetness growing in your panties as you slowly crept towards the slightly askew glass door. The idea of glass bathroom does was rather weird, at first but now? Now it was opening a portal to view the Greek god that was Korai Hoshiumi.

You knew Korai was hot. Anyone with eyes could see that. Having seen him several times without his shirt and in his low slung gym shorts or sweatpants had been the literal highlight of your entire day. You could almost paint a picture from memory based on all the times you’d watch his hot ass walk around shirtless. In fact, it took almost a full day before you could actually meet his eyes after viewing his gorgeous chest.

However you weren’t prepared for the literal perfection that was Korai Hoshiumi standing before you. His body was lean and muscular, his ass firm but round. The man looked like he belonged in a museum in Rome, like a sculpture come to life. His white hair wet and laying in his face as he braced himself against the tiles. You could see his strong, muscular hand bracing in the wall as you felt your panties growing wetter from the mere sight of him. His hand flexing as you imagined him digging it into your plush thighs, ass and stomach, imagining the bruises that each finger would leave on your supple skin.

His Abs flexing as he slowly moved his hand up and down his thick shaft, his movements absolutely breathtaking. He continued to stroke himself as his mouth fell slack, his eyes squeezing tighter as he sped up his fast movements. The thought of him fucking you in the shower sending pulses of pleasure to your core as you felt yourself growing more and more turned on. You subconsciously moved your thighs, rubbing them together as you desperately tried to persuade yourself not to reach down and finger yourself right then and there to his motions.

He pumped his hand faster as you felt yourself biting your lip at the thought of his cock deep inside of you. He groaned, his head falling back as he released his load all over the side of the shower, his body heaving as you stood watching. The sight of his beautiful, orgasmic face sending pulses through your core. He turned around, head falling under the spray as you watched his back muscles ripple from his arms combing thought his hair. He hit the water off as you quickly ran back into the main room, grabbing your phone and sitting down. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, trying to get whatever friction you could to release some of the build up pressure that was growing. You felt the wetness seeping into your cotton undies as you mentally cursed yourself, figuring out a way to change them without Korai noticing. Surly you running to the bathroom right after he had jerked off wouldn’t be suspicious right?

You heard the door slide open as Korai appeared, towel wrapped around his waist as he loomed over at you. The towel for him much better than it did you but still, thank god for those flimsy towels. You continued to look down, ignoring him. There was no way you could meet his face right now. He smirked as he grabbed his gym shorts and went back into the bathroom to change, re-emerging to find you digging in your bag on the floor.

Your ass was up in the air as you looked deep in your tote for something. Korai groaned as your shorts rode up, your ass hanging out the bottom as Korai shamelessly stared. All the times things have started and been interrupted flood to his brain. He could have been fucking you for days now if the entire world hadn’t been against him. You finally found what you were looking for as you turned around holding a compact as you're eyes met his. Those same sweet doe eyes that he craved to look into while he fucked your throat or to watch roll back into that pretty head as he rubbed your clit and fucked you into the mattress. The vision of you moaning his name loudly was finally what set him over the edge.

“Man fuck this!” Korai growled, reaching you in three strides as he grabbed you and slammed his lips against yours. You moaned at the contact on his big arms against your soft skin, his arms holding tight around you as yours went to his neck. You deepened the kiss, pulling your tall body against his as his hands began to sink into your lush flesh. He massaged it gently, pulling moans from you as he quickly slipped his tongue into your mouth, teeth knocking as you hurriedly rubbed against each other. This wasn’t like the other times, this was more passionate and hurried, the desperation from the tension of the past few days finally boiling over.

He pulled you forward, a squeak emerging from your mouth as his tongue massaged yours pulling another moan from you, your tongues battling for dominance. You body heated as his grip tightened on you, pulling you close as you felt his erection probing you. Your breast pushing into him, your hardened nipples poking through your tank top and hitting his chest.

One of his hands palmed your ass as he groaned, you hand tugging his hair a little as your lips settled, moving effortlessly together. He pulled off, kissing down your neck as your head feel back, exposing more flesh for him to consume. His cock was so incredibly hard and he couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to take care of this and take care of you now.

“Fuck angel,” he moaned kissing, sucking and licking your skin as he continued to grope your ass, pulling your pelvis into meet his. If you tried hard enough, you could probably cum just from the friction alone. It had only been a day since you’d actually touched yourself but with Korai in your presence, your sex drive had definitively increased.

“Korai you feel so good. I-I really need you!” you cried as he continued to assault your neck and chest.

“You saw me jerking off didn’t you baby? Saw how hard you make me. God I can’t stop thinking about fucking you,” he whispered into your ear as you moaned and ground harder into him. He sucked hard at the base of your neck as you called out in pleasure.

“I watched you in the shower and god baby, you’re fucking incredible. Literally the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen in my entire life.”

The confession made you grind harder into him pulling a hiss from him as his hands moved under your ass, heaving you into the air as he headed towards the bed. He laid you down, his lips reattaching to yours as he crawled on top of you, hands searching for any bare skin he could find.

“Korai please don’t stop, I can already feel that I’m close,” you moaned as the kiss broke and his eyes met yours.

“Where do you want me YN? I want to feel what I do to you,” He panted heavily as you heaved, your pupils fully dilated and filled with lust.

“I want-”

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

“What in the actual fuck!” Korai shouted as he stayed on top of you. He rose up a little and continued to shout.

“Get lost!”

A voice shouted angerly from behind the door as you recognized the tone immediately.

“That’s Michael,” you panted as Korai gritted his teeth, rolling off the bed.

“Stay right there YN! Don’t you dare move!” he growled at you as you stayed put, Korai heading the door and yanking it open.

“What in the absolute FUCK do you want?” he spat out as Michael scowled at him.

“Move, I need to speak with YN now!” Michael scoffed as Korai blocked his entrance with his body, arms crossed and flared boring holes into the idiot that you called a manager.

“Dude do you not understand the meaning of the term ‘no’? Seems like you should pick up a dictionary on your way out!” Korai shouted as you sat up from the bed, slowly getting up to listen.

“I don’t have to listen to miscreants lile you Mr. Hoshiumi,” Michael spat “and while we are at it, may I ask where you shirt is?”

You came up behind Korai, putting your hands on his back and stomach as he swung his arm around you possessively.

“YN what the hell are you doing?” Michael said, shocked at your display of affection towards Korai.

“Michael, you told me Tuesday, its Friday. I still have a few days off! And by the way, I know about you reporting Korai! How could you?!?”

Michael glared at you both, his eyes focused on Korai’s arm around your waist.

“I just came to tell you that tomorrow night you will be expected at a fashion show. Balenciaga’s new collection is dropping and they requested you be there!” he cheered, completely ignoring you as you stared dumbfounded at him.

“I’m going to Korai’s game tomorrow night,” you said as Korai stood up straighter, chest filling with pride.

Michael’s eyes narrowed, a scowl crossing his face as he glared at you, “I warned you YN, I warned you about men like this! You never ever listen do you?” His face grew closer to you as you slowly moved back, Korai moving in front of you to block an advancing Michael.

“One more move and you won’t be attending fashion shows ever again!” Korai growled as Michael curled his lip.

“Throwing your career away from this YN?” Michael said snapping at you, “this man who only wants you for your pussy and ass? Hell he probably wants to film you two having sex and then sell it to the media! He’s going to ruin you YN!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Korai shouted, lunging forward as you grabbed him, pulling him back as you calmly placed yourself in between the two squabbling men.

“I’m going to Korai's game Michael, now please leave! I’m done talking about this!” you said, tears filling your eyes as Michael glared at you before turning and leaving your room, the door slamming behind him.

“Fucking prick! God I hate that asshole!” Korai growled as you locked the door again, turning to see him sitting on the edge of the bed, arms on his thighs, head hanging low.

“I’m sorry about him Korai,” you whispered, hugging yourself as tears began to fall down your cheeks. This was all your fault, this whole mess was entirely your doing. Korai looked over, standing and grabbing his shit.

“YN I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep pretending any of this is ok. The way he treats you, the way he treats me! Fuck YN I- I FUCK!” He shouted, as you flinched stepping back as he grabbed his hoes and his bag.

“Korai-”

“I’m leaving YN, don’t wait up,” he said, unlocking the door and walking out, leaving you shattered in his wake.

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