#tetsuro kuroo x black reader smut
Text
are we still friends? status: yes, but only friends...
kuroo tetsuro x black fem reader
genre: college au, smut, childhood best friends to strangers to best friends to lovers
warnings: cussing, men hitting on you, alcohol consumption, NSFW 18+ MDNI, there's a plot, slight begging, nipple play, oral (f. receiving), kuroo is like a soft dom (?), penetration, overstimulation, whiny kuroo, praise, slight size kink, good girl/angel/pretty girl is used
word count: 5,388
<- prev m.list next ->
taglist open sign up -> here !!
a/n: this is my first time writing smut pls be nice 🧍🏿♀️
Condensation drips onto the table and the sound of other’s conversation carries into your booth. You sip on your drink, half-listening to the conversation of three men at your table.
“Are you single, y/n?”
“Why?” You tilt your head, a flirty smile on your face, “Are you finally gonna confess your love to me, Kotaro?”
“Actually, he has a crush right now.” Akaashi chimes in.
Your spine instantly straightens and your eyes narrow in on him. Bokuto refuses to look at anyone, instead, he turns his head to the side and you get a good view of his ears which are now flaming a bright red.
“Who?” Both you and Kuroo question.
“A figure skater that practices in the rink below their gym.”
“Akaashi….” Bokuto whines.
“You have to show me a picture.”
Akaashi mouths a “later” and you nod in understanding.
The pro-athlete clears his throat, “Moving on, are you single or not?”
“Of course she’s single,” Kuroo answers for you.
You glare at him, “You’re acting like I didn’t have a boyfriend two months ago.”
Tetsuro snorts, “That loser?”
His tone is one you’re familiar with, it’s how he says something without actually saying it.
“I just feel like you’re trying to say I'm a loser by association.”
“Why would I go through all that trouble? If I wanted to call you a loser, I would just call you one, loser.”
You flick him in the forehead and the boy lets out a high-pitched “ow” and you turn your attention back to your other friend.
“I am Taro, but why?”
“Atsumu likes you and won’t stop begging me to set you guys up.”
You’ve met Atsumu on several occasions and you get along with him well enough, but you only ever saw him as Kotaro’s teammate. When you were around him, you couldn’t fathom having anything other than platonic feelings for him and if you were being honest: sometimes he gave you a headache.
“Oh. Then I’m not single.”
The three boys erupt into loud laughter and you wait for them to calm down before continuing.
“He’s incredibly fine, don't get me wrong, but Atsumu is so….”
“Atsumu.” Everyone fills in the blank, knowing smiles on their faces.
“Yeah, exactly. Whoever ends up dealing with that personality of his, bless their heart.”
The conversation shifts from love interests to something else, and a small smile bends your lips. You were so happy that you could hang out like this again; that you and Kuroo are back to what you used to be and you’ll make sure it never ends up any different.
The talking dies down a bit, everyone's focus is on the food in front of them, that’s until Bokuto and Akaashi share a look before leaning towards you.
“We want to know more about your ex-boyfriend.”
Men are so incredibly nosy and will never admit it.
“There’s nothing to really say. We were together and now we’re not.” You shrug.
Kuroo waves around his skewer like a gavel, “I never liked him.”
You roll your eyes, “You never like anyone I date.”
“They aren’t likable people.”
“But I like them?”
“And there’s something wrong with you, I keep telling you.” He puts a hand on your shoulder in fake pity, and you slap it off.
Akaashi sighs, knowing that the two of you will be at this back and forth for a while.
You point at yourself, “Something wrong with me?” and then you poke him in the chest “Yet I’m not the one who is perpetually single or when I do date, I don’t get dumped.”
Bokuto laughs and Kuroo shoots him a hard look. Since high school, everyone has quickly learned that trying to argue with you was futile, but Kuroo was the only one who could kind of keep up with you.
Kotaro’s eyes light up and he first points at you, “If Tetsuro doesn’t like anyone you date,” he then uses his other hand to point to the boy next to you “and you always get dumped.”
“Hey!”
“Why don’t you date each other?” Bokuto looks so pleased with himself like he found the answer to everything wrong in the world. But you two? You almost knock a drink over in shock and Kuroo chokes on the piece of chicken he’s chewing on.
“Excuse me?” You say, incredulously. You really cannot believe your ears, it’s not like this is the first time you’ve heard this before, but it is surprising to hear it from someone that you were both close with.
Keiji’s eyes widen a fraction and he looks at the two of you in slight disbelief, “Wait, the thought has never crossed your minds?”
You look at each other, mutual agreement in your eyes as you both shake your heads and go, “No.”
“Tetsuu has always been just my best friend.” You add.
The man’s voice is a bit hoarse due to his previous choking spell, but he coughs out a “Yeah, same.”
The blue-eyed man raises an eyebrow at you, “You’ve never had feelings for each other?”
You put a hand over your heart, “I haven’t. As for Testuu…. I don’t know, we all know he’s weak to a pretty girl. Poor thing is so easily swayed.”
Kuroo crosses his arms over his chest, “And who told you were pretty?”
“Your father.”
This descends into another argument between the two of you; and Bokuto counts the amount of times Kuroo makes an indication he’s offended and Akaashi counts how many times you tell him to “Shut up talking to me.” It’s a little game the two of them play when they know they can't stop you from verbally attacking each other. You finally calm down and dismiss Tetsuro with a “Whatever, don’t talk to me.”
“Are you guys coming to my friend’s pre-grad party? It’s next next Friday.”
Akasshi and Bokuto look at you with sorry expressions, telling you that they have important tests or a game that weekend. Your lips start to fall into a pout and your eyes begin to widen, and they immediately look away because they’ll crack at your puppy-dog expression and you weaponize it so well.
Kuroo raises his hand, “I’m going.”
“Well, you’re not important.” You wave him off.
“Oh, really? Have fun going by yourself.”
Your arms wrap around him and he tries to escape, “You know I love you the most. I was just playing.”
The music is so loud you can feel the bass in your bones. You readjust your mini skirt and touch up your lipgloss before the door swings open and Mika pulls you into a tight hug. The words exchanged between you two are so fast, and Kuroo can only catch a few compliments on each other’s outfits and asking if that person is here. You turn to the man next to you and introduce him, explaining that Mika was your best friend in Osaka and you’re so excited that you finally get to meet each other.
The three of you talk a little bit more before you send Kuroo to the kitchen to grab drinks. Your curly-haired friend instantly hooks her arm with yours and looks at you with a proud smile.
“This is the best-looking boyfriend you’ve had,” She tells you.
“What?”
Mika lists the attributes she thinks are working in Kuroo’s favor, “He’s tall, has a nice voice, and knows how to listen.”
You wave your hands and shake your head, “Mika, wait. He’s my best friend.”
“Sure..” She puts her hands up, making air quotations as she speaks, “Best friend.”
“Why are you doing that? I’m dead serious right now.’” You lean into your right hip, your arms crossing over your chest.
Your friend mirrors your pose, “Okay, so how come I haven’t heard about him before?”
“Well, we fought and then didn’t talk for two years. And you have, remember when I said I made up with my friend a few months back?”
“Oh, that’s him? Ahh, I see what’s going on here.” Mika has a dreamy look in her eyes and she brings her clasped hands up to her cheek, “You decided to take your relationship to the next level because you’re scared to lose each other again.”
Your friend is such a hopeless romantic, you both are, but she’s one in a fairytale way.
“What? No, we’re just friends.”
She looks at you with a sly smile, “Okay~”
You sigh, what is up with everyone lately? “Mika, seriously.”
Kuroo returns, placing the ice-cold bottle on your exposed midsection and you yelp in surprise. He laughs, eyes sparkling with mischief as he hands your friend her drink. She looks at the two of you with a knowing smile, and you give her a light slap on the arm with a warning: “Behave.”
The three of you move to the dancefloor and dance for what feels like hours, there’s a thin layer of sweat that coats your body and your limbs start to ache from the constant movement. Mika was whisked away by someone she’s been talking to. You and Kuroo continue on in her absence, screaming lyrics to one of your favorite songs and as it ends, he tells you that he has to piss and you scold him for being so vulgar.
You exit the crowd and Kuroo makes his way to the bathroom, you take this as an opportunity to lean against the cool wall. Your eyes flutter close as your breath starts to even out and then suddenly, you feel someone stand directly in front of you. Your eyes open and you’re met with a man you’ve never seen before.
You don’t let him get one word in and hit him with, “I have a boyfriend, he’s in the bathroom.”
He puts his hands up, “I haven’t even said anything.”
“And? I’m letting you know.”
“Let your boyfriend know that he shouldn’t be leaving such a beautiful girl on her own.”
You roll your eyes at him, men never know when to quit. You don’t say anything else and wait for him to leave but when he doesn’t, you let out an annoyed sigh.
“I’m waiting for your boyfriend, making sure you’re safe. Plus I know how you girls are, playing hard to get by saying you're taken.”
You scoff and your head starts to pound from his stupidity. You glance over your shoulder, praying Tetsuro comes back soon. You spot his tall frame and almost yell out in relief. When he makes his way over to you, he doesn’t even acknowledge the man who is hellbent on lingering.
Your hand curls around his bicep, “Babe, you took too long.” You pout and Kuroo feels his heart begin to speed up. Why are you looking at him like that?
And why did he like it?
His face is clouded with confusion and the other man can tell, and you really hope you can put on a convincing show. Your eyes dart between your best friend and the unidentified man who is a few steps away. Tetsuro catches on and presses a quick apology kiss to your temple like a real boyfriend would do. It’s a routine he’s used to; always fending off men who couldn’t get the hint and usually, they would run off after one look at his tall stature and hard gaze that borders murderous. But this one is particularly stubborn.
“Sorry, angel. There was a long line.” The raven-haired man finally turns his attention to the other boy, “Can I help you?” Kuroo’s voice is harsh and he steps in front of you protectively.
“Do you really think I’m going to believe this lie? He didn’t even seem sure you were talking to him.” His words are aimed towards you but you don’t offer him the luxury of a reply.
Tetsuro’s jaw clenches and his hands ball into fists- he looks so angry. And your brain is going haywire because why does he look so sexy? His voice drops an octave and your heart speeds up, “I don’t give a fuck what you think. We don’t have to prove anything to you.”
The other man says something but you’re getting tired of this fast. You grab Tetsuro by the collar of his shirt, your faces level with each other and your lips at his ear, “We’re gonna kiss. Is that okay?”
His voice is too quiet for anyone other than you to hear, “Okay.”
Then you smash your lips against his, and you forget all about whoever was bothering you. Kuroo is an amazing kisser, his lips are soft against yours and you can taste the berry chapstick you lent him. He kisses you like a prayer desperate to be answered and his body is pressing you flush against the wall, while his arms are caging you in.
Tetsuro knows this is for show, he knows this is to prove that asshole wrong but the way your plush lips are moving in perfect sync with his is enough to send him to an early grave. You taste like bubblegum and the best time of his life. He wants to devour you with each kiss, he wants to hear what sounds you make, and when he bites your bottom lip; he gets a preview of the sweetest moan he has ever heard.
When your lungs can no longer survive without a new breath, you pull away for air. The stupid man had left with an angry grumble the second your lips touched.
“Thanks.” You breathe out.
Kuroo’s cheeks are a soft pink, “No problem.”
The two of you separate and you tell him you’re going to look for Mika, skipping off like nothing ever happened. But his hands touch his swollen lips as he watches the way your hips sway as you walk away.
You push your apartment door open and when Kuroo steps in, you let it slam behind you with a loud bam. You’re glad your roommate took a couple’s trip with her girlfriend because the amount of noise you’re making right now is disrespectful. You’re beyond tired and not physically, mentally. The kiss still has your head spinning and as for the rest of the night? You spent it putting a considerable distance between you and Tetsu, and you hope he didn’t take offense to it but even being able to feel his body heat or catch a whiff of his cologne was driving you insane.
You walk into your room, turning on the lamp and it envelopes the room in warm light. With your back towards him you ask, “Do you want to shower first?”
Kuroo sighs quietly, his heart racing at the thought of mustering up the courage to take this step. “We’re still friends, right?”
You turn around so fast, thinking that your actions during the latter half of the night hurt his feelings.
“Why wouldn’t we be?”
The man’s eyes meet yours in the dim lighting, his pupils are dilated and his gaze flickers to your lips.
“I want to kiss you again but as friends…”
You want to ask him to repeat it but you hear him loud and clear, and your response rings even clearer in your mind.
“If it’s as friends then that should be fine.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Then his hands on your waist pulling you in and his lips on yours, kissing you like a man starved. Your arms wrap around his neck and somehow you feel like he’s kissing you even better than before. Your fingers toy with hair at the nape of his neck; Kuroo moans into the kiss and you smile, and he just about loses it.
He needs to touch you more.
Tetsuro’s hands climb up your waist, passing over your chest, and grazing your hardened nipples before they settle on your face. The action causes you to gasp and he takes it as a chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. He groans at the feeling of being even closer to you; his knee slips in between your thighs, pressing against your clothed core.
You pull away for air and a soft “fuck” falls from your swollen lips. Kuroo doesn’t stop, he just moves on to your neck, sucking and biting. You tilt your head to give him more access and he’s whispering your name into the marks he leaves behind and you’re damn near melting in his arms.
And right now you’re not thinking about the implications of kissing your best friend.
No.
You’re thinking about fucking him.
Tetsuro knows you’re crossing over into dangerous territory, and he knows himself. If he kept going like this he wouldn’t stop and he doesn’t want to push towards a boundary you might not want to cross. So, he pulls away and you whimper at the loss of contact. You try to pull him back in by his belt loops but he takes a small step back, and your hands lightly dust over the tent in his pants and he hisses at the contact.
He’s about to give in to your silent demand for more but he wants to mess with you, he couldn’t help it. It was the dynamic the two of you have and it’s hard not to give into it.
“You know I always tell you to use your words. So, tell me what you want, angel.”
He’s just teasing, he’s always just teasing.
But, your brain is foggy with lust and need, and you need him in ways you never thought possible.
“I want you to fuck me, please Tetsuu.”
Never in a million years did you think you would be begging for Kuroo Tetsuro but here you are, eyes boring into his and your heart hammering against your ribcage.
Tetsuro’s face flushes a bright red and his cock strains against his pants; he didn’t expect this. He wants to tear his gaze away but your eyes are sinful and you’re looking at him like he's the only man in the world. And god, you don’t know what it does to him. Kuroo wants to ruin you, he wants to make you feel like you’re the only girl in the world, he wants you to be so lost in the pleasure he brings you- all you ever think about is him.
“Only ‘cause you asked so nicely.”
The first thing to go is his shirt and your hand trails down chest and stomach, the muscles flexing under your fingers. Kuroo wants to comment on how you’ve seen it before but a few open-mouthed kisses to his collarbone steals the words right out of his mouth. His hands drop down to your mini skirt but they falter and you give him a nod to tell him it’s okay but his hands still don’t move.
“What’s wrong?” Your tone is a bit impatient but still concerned nonetheless.
He smirks, “Kinda wanna fuck you in it.” You want to tell him to do it but he’s already yanking it down with a “But it’s too pretty to ruin, just wear it for me another time.”
Another time?
He’s getting caught up in the act, don’t think too much of it.
The rest of your clothes follow and Kuroo leads you to the bed with a kiss as he expertly removes your bra. Your back is now flat against the mattress and he takes no time to leave a trail of kisses from your lips to your sternum. Your breath is heavy and everywhere he touches feels like it’s on fire. And when his mouth wraps around your nipple, his name tumbles from your lips in a whine.
Kuroo looks up at you, his tongue swirling around the bud and his fingers playing with the other one. You're a mess- he’s making you a mess, and he’s loving every second of it. His dick is painfully hard but you have to get off first before he even thinks about himself.
“So pretty.” He mumbles against your skin, his mouth switching over to the other side. You clench around nothing and you can feel your arousal slide down your thigh, you’re aching for him in one place and you’re growing impatient.
“Tetsuro,” You grab one of his hands and trail it down your body until it’s right where you want it. “Here, need you here.”
A string of curses leaves his mouth, you’re going to kill him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.” He uses his thumb to rub slow circles on your clit and pleasure shoots through your every nerve. Your eyes flutter close and you don’t even see him move down, but you do feel his tongue lick one languid stripe along your slit.
“Oh god.” You moan out and your hands fly to his hair, tugging at the ends. The boy continues his ministrations, switching between slowly licking your folds and sucking your clit. Cries, moans, and curses fall from your lips and they only egg him on. You taste so good and he only wishes he could’ve done this sooner, he could eat you out until daybreak or until his last breath: whichever came first.
“Need you to cum on my tongue, pretty girl. Can you do that?” His voice vibrates throughout your core and your hips grind against his face on their accord.
You nod furiously and Tetsuro chuckles at your enthusiasm, the vibration pulls another sweet sound out of you and it sets him off. His mouth is moving like its one purpose is to help you reach bliss and he’s doing a damn good job.
Kuroo’s long fingers prod your entrance and when your eyes open again, you find him staring at you, the question burning in his gaze and you don’t trust yourself to form a coherent answer, so you nod and he pushes them in.
He pumps his digits at a slow pace, making sure you can feel all of it and you feel the familiar knot start to tighten in the pit of your stomach. And Kuroo can feel it, in the way your walls clench around him. So, he speeds up and curls his fingers, hitting that sweet spot over and over.
“So close, Tetsuu. I’m so close, please.” You don’t even know what you’re begging for but Kuroo’s tongue applies just the right amount of pressure on your sensitive bud and it sends you over the edge.
Your vision goes white and euphoria takes over every single one of your senses, your body shakes and your best friend’s face is drenched in your juices. Tetsuro doesn’t stop, he helps you ride it out, enjoying the view of you coming completely undone at his hand.
“You look so pretty when you cum on my face.” He’s lapping up all evidence of your orgasm and you start to push him away, the feeling is overwhelming.
“Too much,” You whine.
“Give me one more, please? You taste so good, angel. I don’t wanna stop.”
Your mind is fuzzy with pleasure and though the overstimulation is a bit painful, it hurts so good.
“Okay.” And his tongue is on you once more, and it doesn’t take much for you to hit that high again and you do it with a scream of his name.
Tetsuro comes up and meets you with a kiss, and you can taste yourself on his lips. The kiss is messy, full of wanton need that puts the sin, Lust, to shame. And you can feel Kuroo’s hard cock in between your thighs and it brushes against your wet slit, he whimpers into your mouth and you realize he’s been holding back the whole time.
You pull away and sit up on your elbows, there’s a sex-drunk smile on your face and Kuroo almost cums on the spot at the sight.
“Are you gonna make me wait all night?”
That’s all he needs to hear and he’s pulling open your nightstand drawer and grabbing a condom. He rips open the foil packaging with his teeth and slides it on, his eyes never leave your frame even when yours drop down and widen at the size.
You can never tease him again.
Kuroo hooks one of your legs around his waist and places the other on his shoulder. He lines himself up with your entrance and slowly starts to push in. Your moans mix together like a forbidden melody as his tip makes it past.
The stretch burns and tears prick the back of your eyes, the pain is burning pleasure but god, you don’t know if you can take all of him. Tetsuro is trying his hardest not to lose control, but you feel so good around him, your walls soft and fluttering against him as they try to adjust.
“F-fuck, you feel like h-heaven.” His words come out in a whine and you love the way he sounds.
He’s barely halfway and you’re already feeling so full. “Tetsuu, it’s so big. I don’t thin-”
He cuts you off, “I know, I know but you’re taking me so well, pretty girl. Just relax.”
And you do as he says, and he bottoms out with a hiss and you cry out.
He moves with slow strokes and soft moans fall from your lips. His dark eyes are full of passion and his voice is breathy, “Such a good girl when you listen to me. Where is this usually, hmm?”
You turn your head in embarrassment, you’re usually quick to say something smart and shut him down. But, right now? You’re hanging on to his every word and doing as he says.
Kuroo stops moving and you mewl out, “Keep going.” Your head is still turned and your eyes are closed.
“Look at me.”
You refuse, still trying to get him to continue fucking you without giving in to his demand. He starts to pull out and you sob at the feeling of emptiness.
“Look at me or I won’t do anything.”
Your head turns and your eyes open, and he smirks like he’s won a gold prize. “Good girl.”
And he’s slamming back into you, his pace is fast and unforgiving. Sweat gives his skin a light sheen and the sound of skin hitting skin and how wet you are, echo throughout the room. You can’t even form words because Tetsuro is fucking them out of you and every time he compliments you, you clench around him and he groans.
“You feel so good, baby.” He pulls you even closer to him, angling himself and he hits that sweet spot that has your walls spasming around him.
“Tetsuu” You whimper out.
“You like when I fuck you like this, angel?” You’re so full of him, you can feel him in your stomach. He’s relentless, hitting that spot over and over again. You can’t even answer him because he’s slowly pulling out and then reentering just as slowly, making you feel every inch of him.
Your pussy is so warm around him and he stutters, you’re milking him and he doesn’t know how much longer he can keep going.
“C-can’t answer? Am I- fuck.”
Kuroo can’t even finish his own sentences, the way your face expresses pure bliss and how you squeeze around him, is driving him insane.
“S’good.” You slur, “You’re so good to me.”
“Yeah? You treat me even better, pretty girl.” That name makes you tighten around him and his strokes start to turn sloppy, “Letting me taste you, letting me inside you.”
He’s so close and you are too, and his hand snakes its way in between your bodies. He rubs your clit with the pad of his thumb.
“Tetsu, gonna cum if you-” The combination of his thumb and his cock hitting that spongy spot has your mouth falling open in a silent scream.
You pulse around him, and Kuroo lets out a whiny, “Shit, I’m cumming,” and he’s spilling into the condom.
And just like earlier he doesn’t stop, he continues drilling into you even if he’s sensitive to the point it hurts. He’s repeating your name over and over again in the form of whimpers and you’re clawing at his back; your fourth orgasm of the night taking over your entire body until you’re seeing stars and Tetsuro follows right behind you, filling up the rubber once more.
The man gently places your legs back on the bed and his head falls onto your shoulder, your breaths are heavy and uneven. He pulls out and you make a quiet noise at the feeling.
“Sorry.” He mutters, placing a soft kiss on your collarbone. Kuroo gets up, takes off the condom, and ties it before dumping it in the trash. He also picks up his boxers, putting them on as he walks over to your bathroom. You hear the sound of the shower and while your body is spent, the thought of a hot shower gives you just enough energy. Your best friend comes back out and picks you up bridal-style, helping you get to the bathroom. He sets you down and your feet come in contact with the cold tile.
“Can you stand? Or do I need to help you shower?” His voice conveys his concern but his eyes also tell you he’s being cheeky.
You shoot him a look, “I think I’ll be fine, thank you.” You brush past him, legs a bit wobbly and you hear him stifle laughter. You throw him a glare over your shoulder and he only smiles.
Tetsuro exits the bathroom after you step into the shower, he picks up all of your abandoned clothing and tosses it into the hamper. He changes your sheets and collects his thoughts; this isn’t very platonic of you and he starts to worry that it’s gonna change everything between you two.
And he can’t handle it if your friendship is ruined, again. But, he quells his negative thoughts and tells himself you’ll cross that bridge when you get there, even though you’re only a few steps away from it. For now, he won’t act as if nothing happened but he won't let it change anything either.
Even if there is a tiny voice in his heart hoping that it will.
You step out of the bathroom, your pajamas hanging loosely on your body and your face fresh and glowy. You look around your bedroom, admiring the new sheets and clean floor. Kuroo looks at you, his face full of emotions you can’t name and you desperately want to know what he’s thinking. But, you couldn’t even figure out what was going on in your own mind. You only stare right back at him, and you wonder if the two of you are communicating with your expressions. Assuring the other that it was okay and the conversation would be had at another time.
Tetsuro breaks eye contact first and walks into the bathroom, smiling at the scent of your body wash that still lingers in the air. He steps into the shower, letting the water carry away his worries and relax his muscles. His mind is replaying how you looked at him earlier, he couldn’t decipher what emotions your eyes held but he knows that everything is okay.
Sleep is starting to tempt his senses and he knows you’re probably making your way to dreamland. He steps out of the shower and quickly finishes up, and to his surprise, you’re still up. Your phone is shining on your face and when you feel the bed dip on the opposite side, you look at him and place your phone down. Kuroo lays right next to you, wrapping his arms around you and it’s not like you’ve never slept like this before, but it feels much more intimate this time. But you find comfort in his warmth and the smell of his skin, and your eyelids start to feel heavy.
You tell Tetsuro to turn off the lamp and soon the room is completely dark. You can already feel the dull throb in your muscles and you mumble to yourself, “I’m going to be so fucking sore.”
Tetsuro lets out an airy chuckle, “I told you it was big.”
You kick him and he grunts in pain, your voice is quiet but still as sharp as ever,
“Shut the hell up and go to sleep.”
a/n: this is my first time writing out a full smut like PLS give me constructive criticism because i would like to write more in the future but i also wanna be better and more comfortable,,, okay hope you enjoyed !! <333 (also someone wanted to be tagged but i wont tag u if you're an ageless blog !!)
#haikyuu x y/n#haikyuu x black reader#haikyuu#haikyuu fanfiction#haikyuu fanfic#haikyuu x reader#mik0rin’s masterlist#saturn’s masterlist#kuroo tetsuro smut#kuroo x black reader#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo testuro#kuroo tetsuro x you#haikyuu smut#haikyuu kuroo
166 notes
·
View notes
Text
✧･ﾟGuilty | Kuroo Tetsurou — He just wants her to sit on his face. Is that too much to ask for?
✧･ﾟtags — black!reader, guilty!kuroo, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, study, mention of the reader with stretch marks, finger fucking, oral sex, cum eating, no beta reader
✧･ﾟnotes — just procrastinating. i write tomorrow. did i study? i bit, anyway if you liked thx u. i was hrny.
There she was. So beautiful in her lavender dress. Her knotless braids, gently tucked behind her white bandana. Walking toward him, giving him a small smile. “Hey, baby.” She greets him pulling him into a tight hug. He could feel her soft tits press against him, smell the aloe vera aroma of her hair, inhale the subtle scent of jasmine and the hint of coconut on her skin, feel her soft hands at his nape entangling his raven strands between her fingers and her breath at the crook of his neck as she softly sighs.
He holds her tightly at her waist. Desperately trying to get her closer. To have her engulf him. Squeezing her hips, he attempts to kiss her. His hooded eyes fixate on her glossed two-toned lips. Unfortunately, his indulgence is interrupted by a classmate greeting y/n, causing her to turn her head and flash a smile. Removing her hand from his shoulder she waves.
He continues to gape at her. At her smile and her tits against his stomach. How perfect. She turns back to him. "What?" He shakes his head. "You wanna study together. I have a Calculus Test in a week and there's this equation that's been bugging me." He gives a hazy nod. In turn, she gives him a look of question before dismissing her worry and entwining her hand with his.
Once they reach his apartment, he unlocks the door and she enters. He watches her. Taking the time to stare at her once more. Scanning every part of her he wants to devour. "Ya coming?" "Yeah..."
As he shuts the door, she pivots for his bedroom immediately discarding her floral dress for one of Kuroo's sweaters that never seem to fit her. He loves that they don't fit her. He loves watching as she pulls off her floral dress, gracing him with Her. Her curves. The stretch marks at her hips. Her arse. The beauty mark just above her torso and her eyes, meeting his gaze.
He moves unconformably with the growing bulge trapped in his pants. Violently, forcing down the ache to wrap his fist around it and stroke to his delight, having precum leak out as she watches. He couldn't take it. He wanted her. He'd had this ache for the past few days. This uncontrollable ache to have her. To fuck her. Empty himself inside her. Taste her. Have her cum permanently linger in his mouth...
He tried to get rid of it. This overwhelming urge to bend her down and have her enjoy repeated backshots. He tried going for a jog. Burying his head in his books. Staying later than usual, practicing with Bokuto, Akaashi, and Tsukishima. A cold shower. Even jerking off to pictures of her but nothing worked.
He is hesitant to ask a simple request of her. If possible, to just sit on his face. But it's finals and he knows how much it means to her to get good grades this semester. She deserves it because works hard. She needed no distractions. He wanted to be that space she could focus, relax and study with.
But he couldn't take it. Y/n, she had been silently seducing Kuroo. Enticing him with the tight pants she wore while at the library outlining her arse. Or the blouse she wore to his match that made him lose focus on occasion. Or how her shorts would hick up whenever she would reach up to get something at home or at the local grocery store. Or now as she puts on his sweater.
Catching his gaze through the mirror she gives a smile. That fucking smile. That pretty little mouth he wants moaning, gagging around his cock.
She didn't mean to. In fact, she has no idea she was seducing him. Fostering such filthy images of herself in his lustful head. She had noticed her boyfriend's strange behaviour since the morning of the Tuesday match. But she figured, if something was on his mind he'd tell her on his own time. She was tempted to ask what's going on but thought better of it.
He shifts in his chair as he sits at his desk. Glaring at Y/n through the mirror. Her body spread on his bed with her silk headwrap as she revises lectures. What a good student she is. Doesn't she deserve a reward?
She lays exposing her plush thighs and stomach, he wants dripping her cum. He watches as she bites down on her pen in frustration. Twirling her pen around her glossed lips. In a huff, she gets up sliding on his slippers, giving him a tantalising view of her plump ass. When she does, he quickly averts his eyes to the book in front of him as she exits his room.
Sighing, he looks down at his growing erection, rubbing it through his pants. Panting and throwing his head back doing so. He snaps his head forward once he hears her return. She reappears with two plates of sandwiches. Placing one on his desk before she slides back on his bed. "Thank you," he whispers. She nods chomping away at her sandwich.
He looks down at the cum seeping through. He continues to admire her through the mirror as she chews and fixates on the math equation in front of her. His eyes dart from her chest down to her stomach and thighs. Those plush thighs he wouldn't mind- actually, wants to get suffocated with. Finally, he had enough. He stands up and walks over to her. She looks up at him with her doe brown eyes. So innocently. Fuck.
"Baby." He calls.
"Mmhm?"
"Could you take a break?"
"And do what?"
She physically stops herself from staring at his throbbing cock but fails. "It'll just be a minute, okay? Then I'll help you with the equation after."
“You promise?”
“Of course, baby.”
He almost felt guilty, fucking her. Having his tongue between her folds. Violently sucking at her throbbing clit. Pulling at her third orgasm, after he lied. "I know. I just need you on my face, okay baby? Cum for me. I just need to taste you- come here.” He coos as she sits on his face. His mouth drenched in her juices as he lays blissfully cum-drunk. Licking her cunt clean. Him with his bruising grip around her shaking thighs, too weak to hold herself up, gloriously suffocating him. Utter bliss as she blesses him with yet another orgasm.
“Baby, please-” she whines, hissing as she painfully grinds on his tongue looking to stop but continuing to cum on his face.
He almost felt guilty watching her as she bounced on his cock. Leaning in to trail kisses down her neck and shoulders. Rocking his hips forward as she chased her own orgasm. "There you go, baby." He held firmly at her waist thrusting into her as cums, watching as her eyes roll back. Loving the way she clenches around his cock as she cums.
He almost felt guilty corrupting his A-student. Wiping away the drool as he fucks her, ass up. "Look how pretty you look, baby." He lifts her head to look up at the mirror, at her fucked-out face. Gripping firmly at her waist fucking her from the back as she tries to get away. "Kuroo-" "No come back here. I- fuck... just need you..." He grins fucking her faster, groaning as she squirts. He tenderly rubs her side as she shakes, slowly rocking his hips forward.
He almost felt guilty rubbing her swollen clit and sucking on her tits as he slowly thrusts into her. Making her a babbling mess around his cock. Wickedly, looking down at her as he edges her by sliding his cock in and out her cum stained cunt and grinding his cock between her leaking folds. Tapping his cock on her pussy as she cums. “You want my cock, baby? There you go.”
He almost felt guilty leaving hicekies all over her body as he fucks his fingers into her. Watching her spasm as he searches knuckle deep for yet another one of her delicious orgasms. Kissing her arm as she grips tightly onto his bicep gasping and whimpering. "Just cum for me, baby." Licking her cum off his fingers as she moans under him.
He almost felt guilty as she sucked his cock. With her fucked out eyes looking up at him. Watching as she innocently rubs his shaft like his little cock-drunk slut she is, licking his tip making him grip her hair and buck his hips. Her moans as she gags around his cock. He didn't give a flying fuck as he came on her tits and moaned as she eat it off her, showing him what a good girl she is, not wasting a drop of it.
He almost felt guilty, corrupting her, but he enjoys hearing her quiet whimpers as he presses against his bulge at her stomach, watching her cum and tasting her, more.
But he did feel guilty for taking her away from her studies. So, he had to make it up to her of course. Making her squirm on his cock as she tried to solve her equation. She leaned back into his chest fucking herself on his cock. Catching her, he holds her hips down. "No baby, no moving. Not until you solve the equation."
#haikyuu smut#haikyuu#kuroo tetsuro x you#kuroo x reader#hq kuroo#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo x black reader#black reader#x black fem reader#black reader smut#x black reader#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu x y/n#haikyuu x you#kuroo smut#kuroo imagine#kuroo testuro#kuroo x y/n#kuroo#hq x reader#hq x self insert#smut#black!reader#haikyuu kuroo#haikyuu kuroo x reader#haikyuu kuroo tetsurou#hq x black reader#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — zu8her
543 notes
·
View notes
Text
❥ 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨
ꕥ 𝙘𝙬 : 𝙬𝙘: 1.9𝙠, 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙩, 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚!𝙖𝙪, 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜/𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 (𝙥𝙡𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩), 𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 (𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚), 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙭 (𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜), 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝/𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙩), 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨), 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 (𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚, 𝙞 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙙), 𝙣𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥, 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙠, 𝙪𝙣𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭 & 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙚 (𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙥 #𝙛𝙩𝙠), 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜! | 𝙢𝙙𝙣𝙞
✎ 𝘢𝘯 : 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘫𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘫𝘫𝘬 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺! ༄
Distracting Kuroo while he's studying to get a heavy weight off his shoulders.
You came back from class, wanting to relieve stress with none other than your favorite person on campus, your boyfriend Kuroo. But an hour has passed and he's done nothing but type away on his laptop.
"Tetsu'" you pout, laying beside him who's sitting upright on the couch. He simply hums to acknowledge you and you almost gasp at his audacity. "'m bored." you sigh, crawling over to him and placing a peck on his jawline. "No you're not." he says, eyes stuck on the screen in front of him. "You're horny." You shoot him a glare, sitting up on the heels of your feet. "If you know why don't you do something about it?" You glance at his screen, looking at the paragraphs on top of paragraphs he's been writing. The assignment is due no time soon, he just wanted to have his hands free for the rest of the week.
"I told you I'd finish first, baby." Your brows unfurrow as he finally looks at you sympathetically, leaning in to place a soft peck on your pouty lips. He goes to pull away but you lean in, taking him aback as you use tongue. He's hesitant but indulges you, letting you suck and nip at his lower lip. Before you can get carried away and wrap your arms around him, he gently bites your lower lip, slowly releasing it as he pulls away from you. "Needy." he says before resuming his typing.
It took his entire will power to pull away from your lips but he wants to get his work done. You know he'll reject all your efforts therefore you have a strategy. Kuroo gets up and goes to his desk, believing it'll help him focus better. You let him get some work done for a bit, letting the minutes go by to avoid suspicion. You know he's smart, therefore you have to be careful. Once at least 15 minutes go by, you return to your beloved yet stubborn boyfriend. "Hey, baby." he says softly, the sounds of the keys being tapped is almost as loud as his voice. You lean down, planting a kiss on his cheek before moving away.
You go down on the floor, crawling underneath Kuroo's desk until you settle between his legs. He looks down at you for no more than a split second before returning to his assignment. You simply lay your head on his lap, looking at your manicured nails as you wait to execute your plan. He doesn't think much of what you're doing, reaching down to smooth your hair back for a moment which you smile at appreciatively. But that's not what you're here for and you can't let his cute actions get the best of you.
Your nails drag down his clothed thighs, rubbing, squeezing at the muscle. You play coy just a bit more before tracing the slight bulge on his pants, wanting to make it more prominent. "Y/N." he says, feeling the way you rub him through his sweatpants. "Yes, baby?" you reply, batting your eyelashes at him as your hand continues your mischievous movements. You give him a squeeze, causing his legs to jump and you can't help but giggle.
"Can I, Tetsu'?" you whine, pawing at him through his sweats and messing with the waistband. "I'll be good, just wanna keep it warm." you lie. He looks down at you, deadpanning before he gives in with a sigh. "Just gonna keep me warm, right?" he confirms and you nod, a smile adorning your lips. He lifts his hips slightly and your eyes practically sparkle as you watch him pull down his sweats and boxers, just enough to release his already half-hard cock.
You take it eagerly into your hand, placing a kiss on the underside of his cock. You look up at him, his adams apple bobbing in his throat as he types away, a lot slower than before. You lick up his length until you reach his tip, giving him a small suck that makes him curse under his breath. "You said-" "I know." you whip back, rolling your eyes. You take him into your mouth, taking him halfway down your throat. He's big of course and if it weren't for how many times you've already had him down your throat, you would've been struggling.
He groans as you involuntarily swallow around him, taking him further. But you decide to keep your promise for now, keeping him deep in your mouth and not bobbing your head. Kuroo groans quietly, hips bucking up slightly before moving his curser on his laptop. You look up at him, watching his middle finger glide on the pad. You hum low in your throat, sending vibrations through his cock. Saliva begins to build up in your mouth, making everything hot and wet and now Kuroo's wondering if someone cranked up the temperature.
Feeling your mouth on his cock is overbearing, making him take off his shirt and take a deep breath. He moves to save his work before panning his laptop down to 45°. "Baby, c'mere." he rasps, moving his chair back. You release his cock from your mouth with a pop before leaving your spot, climbing up onto Kuroo's lap. "Missed you so much." you whisper against his lips before pressing yours against them. You gently suckle on his tongue, tenderly scratching at his scalp as you make out. His cock aches against you and he doesn't know how much he can take it.
"Want your cock back in my mouth." you admit, nose brushing against his. "Go ahead, pretty." You climb off his lap, settling between his legs as you sit on the heels of your feet. You stroke him as you suck on his leaking tip, the precum on your tongue making you hum against him. You suddenly take him all the way, his hips bucking upwards into your mouth. He huffs out a 'fuck, baby' before slowly grinding upwards, enjoying the sensation of your tongue moving around his girth. You let him slowly fuck your mouth, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he groans softly. "Feels so good, pretty. So fucking good." You don't even know if he's talking to you directly anymore as he begins to ramble, but you gush at his words, literally. You can feel your arousal soaking the thin fabric of your panties as you swallow around him, not realizing how turned on you were until now. You take him out of your mouth in favor of stroking him, looking up at his flushed face as you lick the head of his cock.
You watch the way his chest starts to heave, his grip on the handles of his chair tightening as you stroke him faster. It doesn't last for long though as he grabs your wrist, stopping your movements. He pulls you up and back into his lap, eager lips on you instantly. "Testu'" you moan out as he picks you up, hungrily kissing you the entire time as he walks over to his bed. He let's you down gently which you appreciate but it doesn't last for long as he yanks your shorts and panties down and you swear you hear fabric rip.
"Need you, baby." he says, rutting his cock against your pussy. "Didn't you have that assignment?" you taunt, closing your legs. He shoots you a glare as he forcefully spreads your legs, slapping his cock against your cunt. You bite your lip, feeling the heavy weight of his dick against you. Kuroo leans down, muttering against your lips. "No prep?" he asks, thick head already pressing against your hole that clenches around nothing. You don't think too much about the consequences of that as you nod, just wanting to feel him inside you. However, once his tip enters your pussy, youre gasping, gripping at the sheets. Kuroo nudges his hips forward slightly, feeding your greedy pussy an inch of his dick. "Tetsu', too much!" you whimper, wrapping your arms around him. "'ts barely the tip, baby." he chuckles, kissing you comfortingly. With each inch that goes inside you, your nails dig further into his broad back, already covered in your marks.
It's not until he gives you the rest of his cock suddenly that you scratch down his back, making him groan into your mouth. "Fuck, careful, princess." he mumbles against your quivering lips, taking both of your hands and pinning them above you with one hand. The room fills with sounds of your squelching cunt, trying its best to take Kuroo's cock. It's accompanied with the movement of his bed and small grunts shared in the same air and you're sure the owner of the dorm on the other side is getting suspicious. He hits that spot deep inside you that makes your vision blur, crying out cutely against his lips. You can barely kiss each other back anymore, simply sharing pants between each other as he fucks you with vigor. Your thighs quiver against his body as you feel yourself get closer to coming but he practically stops, chest pressed against yours.
"Tetsu'" you mumble, not being able to speak another word as he shuts you up with a kiss. He pulls away to give you a dopey grin. "Just missed you." he breathes, looking down at you with adoration. Your breath hitches at his words and his hips move slowly and shortly as he feels you clench around him. It was a short sweet moment but the way he looks down at you, just admiring you makes your heart and your pussy flutter. "Stop talking, you'll make me cum." you pout, looking away from him. He giggles at just how silly and adorable you are, kissing your jaw, your cheek, and then your lips once more. "That's the plan, baby." he says as his thrusts pick up pace again.
"Feeling you cum on me, those cute noises when you do." he groans, his grip on his sheets and your wrists tightening. "That pretty fucking pussy clenching on me, fuck, I need it." You whimper at his words, rutting your hips up against him as you chase the feeling you so desperately want. "Gonna cum in this cute pussy too, baby, you want that?" You nod eagerly, writhing beneath him as you feel his cock throb, just waiting to fill you and make you all warm inside. "Say it, tell me you want it." Your words have just as much as an impact on him and you can't wait for the euphoric bliss you'll both feel in just a few moments.
"Please cum in me, Tetsu'. Wanna cum with you." He mumbles out a small 'fuck' before pounding into your pussy, the sounds of your cries being music to his ears. He wants to release his grip on your wrists in favor of holding your waist but he can't, knowing how fierce your nails are. Your mouth opens in a silent cry, legs trembling as your orgasm hits you like a thousand bricks. Your hips buck up at the stimulation and the beautiful sight below Kuroo has him shooting ropes of cum deep inside you. With each spurt, he gives one hard yet slow thrust, causing you to gasp softly each time. He gives you one final thrust before collapsing on top of you, head buried into your neck.
You calm your breathing before bringing a hand to Kuroo's hair, smoothing it out. He lifts his head simply to kiss you, wanting nothing more than to be close with you in every way possible. "Tetsu', your assignment." you mumble sleepily against his lips. "Fuck that paper." is all he says before nuzzling his face right back into the crook of your neck.
𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✩
#kuroo tetsuro x reader#haikyu x reader#haikyu smut#haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut#haikyuu kuroo#kuroo x y/n#kuroo tetsuro x you#kuroo x reader#kuroo tetsurou#tetsuro kuroo x reader#black writers
524 notes
·
View notes
Text
HE WINS ♡ KUROO TETSURO
uni!kuroo tetsuro x fem!reader
what's it? smut
allergen warning/s? penetrative sex, name calling [slut], degradation, dumbification, spitting, cervix kissing,
sugar level? 0.7k
bon appetit!
kuroo's always looked at himself as a competitive person. probably not the most competitive and certainly not to the point where it can be considered a red flag for his friends and partners alike, but competitive.
no one knew this better than you, his academic rival.
you met him during your first year of university in your biochemistry class. it was immediately obvious that this man was always on top of his class during his high school years, it showed in his mannerisms and the way he carried himself when answering questions -- highly poised and overflowing with confidence, rightfully so. as months went by, it became clear to your classmates and professors that you two were the students to watch. you two were the once who recited the most, got the most recommendations from your professors and everything and when it came to exams and presentations, you two were always neck-and-neck when it came to the scores you got, always one or two points higher than the other.
next thing you knew, you formed a playful rivalry with kuroo. you two acted like friends because you are, but there is that desire to get a grade higher than the other which always proved to be exciting. it brought a thrill in your relationship, one that you haven't felt before, but you strangely became addicted to.
somewhere along the line, you two began to keep track of the scores and now during your last year of college, kuroo was one point ahead of you. if you were to be able to get a grade higher than 98% on your finals exam on one of your major subjects then you would be tied and the competition could probably seep into adulthood and if you were being honest, you hoped that it would.
that's exactlywhat you did and kuroo got an earful of it with you chatting his ear off about how he was not better than you and an eyeful of your test paper marked with a stunning and impressive 100% in red ink as you kept on shoving it in his face. aside from that, he also got an eyeful of your cleavage, your tits hugged by the tight black fabric of your corset top.
and that's how you found yourself under kuroo, nails digging into the flesh of his back as he kept on pounding into you relentlessly, bullying his cock in and out of your dripping hole at the same time two of his fingers, wet with your slick shoved themselves into your mouth, hanging agape, nothing but moans and babbles of his name coming out of it.
"such a pretty fuckin' slut for me, huh kitten?"
he hoisted one of your legs up and over his shoulders cockily. the new angle had you seeing stars and screaming out his name like it's the only thing in this world you knew and at that moment, it probably was. with the fingers buried in the warmth of your mouth, he hooked them on your bottom row of teeth, forcing you to open your mouth before a glob of his spit landed where your tongue lay, running down to the back of your orifice, but at this point, he wasn't sure you were aware of what he just did or if you were lost in pure ecstasy, drunk on nothing but the feeling of his cock repeatedly landing bruising kisses on your poor cervix.
he buried himself to the hilt inside you, having his hips meet with yours as he started to grind, moving in circular motions. his movements, the way the tip of his dick caressed that sweet spot deep inside of you, the way his trimmed, dark colored pubes rubbed at your clit proved to be too much and the next thing you knew, you were arching your back, pressing your tits against his chest and moaning so loudly he knew the whole dorm building could hear you shout out his name. not that he minded.
"there we go, there we go, my dumb fucking slut."
all he cared about was turning you stupid for him, the complete opposite of who you actually are, nothing but his dumb fucking slut.
#takipnet#order of the day!#order up for kuroo!#one black sesame mochi#with a side of pineapple italian ice#kuroo#kuroo x reader#kuroo x you#kuroo one shot#kuroo smut#kuroo tetsuro#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo tetsuro x you#kuroo tetsuro one shot#kuroo tetsuro smut#kuroo tetsurou#kuroo tetsurou x reader#kuroo tetsurou smut
362 notes
·
View notes
Text
|Come Closer| Kuroo Tetsurou x Blackfem!reader
The following fanfic is an inspired spin-off of Deciphered by @hoeneymilktea, The Sunrise and Your Sins by @leia505 , and fanart by @aikk00 . Pls, check them out as well as other spin-off authors. Comments, Reblogs, and Shares are heavily appreciated. I hope you enjoy~ ♡
Words- 1,462
Trigger Warnings ⚠️ - Mentions of alcohol, weed suggestive if you squint.
Next Chapter》
Chapter [004] Welcome Warning
Yesterday is when you recall it happening. How you were shocked to see Kuroo at your back door that late night in July. Heat sweltering, the air conditioner in need of a replacement, and unable to sleep you followed him past the neon alleys and powerlines.
Mischief isn't what he'd call it, just fun in the dark. Time alone together.
You had every reason to back out, he wouldn't make you stay. Your heart was pounding as he helped you through the gate, no trespassing boldly printed on a sign. Nobody was around, the coast was clear as you walked carefully, tiles still wet from earlier in the day's play. Putting your belongings and towels aside, you strip from your clothes.
Your beaded knotless braids down your back, your jean shorts at your feet. Kuroo's gaze traveled downward as his lip was in between his teeth before turning away. He entered the water daintily, barely breaking the surface below his torso where the blue began to blur.
Lowering himself fully in the water you push yourself off the pool's edge meeting him in the middle.
Pool lights halo your skin, droplets of water between you both as he melted under your hands pulling him close. His intense facade caved, softened by you and you alone. That's when it hit him. He couldn't do without you.
"How much longer 'Kawa?" You asked for the umpteenth time tapping your fingers on your arm, your legs crossed as you sat in the back seat. Kuroo and Oikawa exchanged looks of concern at the stop light.
"No more than five minutes Girly. Promise."
Taking a deep breath he swivels the steering wheel one-handed into Shibuya. Out the window, the street fades out when your phone rings.
"Shit it's Dai." You request her call. "Hello? Daize? Are you alright?" The call drops ending on a dial tone. His car enters a derelict parking garage, some of the overhead lights fizzling out of sync. Oikawa unbundled his seat belt leavening into the building, Kuroo does the same opening the back seat door for you.
The three of you enter an elevator, it was quiet, too quiet.
Walking closer, they keep a straight line toward a pair of doors.
With a deep breath, they opened them.
"WELCOME BACK Y/N!!" A multitude of voices shouted from inside the massive venue. A welcome banner, balloons, and streamers loop the ceiling. Tables set with name cards and goodie bags. Even a live DJ off to the side with a bar.
Cocking your head, and rubbing the base of your neck the yelling from others was a haze in your brain.
There stood Iwaizumi and Kenma. Even some faces you have nearly forgotten. Your surprise guests bearing gifts and drinks in their glasses smiles all for you.
"Surprise Spades!" Dazie cheered running at you. You scooped her off the ground and practically crushed her with the force of your hug.
"What, from the bottom of my heart, the fuck were you thinkin'?"
You set her down.
"Don't be mad. I didn't want your welcoming party to be lame. This wasn't all my idea."
Dazie pointed her ombre manicured nail at Kuroo and Oikawa, they shrugged guiltily as charged. You nod, but with a tightness to it, holding back from saying a very cruel choice of words.
"I needa fuckin' drink."
Your elbows rest on the balcony railing, everyone else in the venue enjoying themselves. Lights in the windows of neighboring buildings favoring twinkling stained glass to your astonishment comparable to the Manhattan skyline seen back home.
"You're the only girl I know who would leave a party planned just for her." Kuroo snickers walking in. He loiters beside you, coke and rum in his disposal red cup. "You'll catch a cold standing out here all night."
You snort taking a swig of your third mix of coconut-flavored vodka and pineapple juice. More vodka than juice truth be told.
"Is this the part where you give me your jacket to keep warm?"
"Pretty sure the liquor's keeping you nice and toasty."
He unzipped his red, black, and white Nekoma hooded letterman jacket shrugging it off his shoulders to then rest it on yours. Slipping your arms into it, your nose is tucked into the collar taking in his scent. Swallowed by the fabric, jacket paws fully replace your hands.
"You remember when I took you night swimming?" Kuroo's eyes and nose crinkle. "You were so scared we'd get caught."
"Cause we almost did. When you offered I thought you meant the beach. Not a pool on private property." You tittered toying with the jacket's zipper.
"I knew better than to go with but you drove a hard bargain."
He tugs you lightly by the ends of the jacket. Placing the zipper in his hand, his knuckles brushed your clothed stomach pulling it up to your neck. His head dipping to your level making you jolt a bit.
"I've gotta keep you on your toes somehow, right? "
Kuroo catches a sharp intake of breath, you tippy-toe to meet him halfway. His lips hover over yours narrowly grazing your parted ones. Leaning upward, his hand is in yours still holding the zipper.
"Like this? "
He groans pulling back looking off to the side shaking his head. "Y/n you play too damn much."
You smirk around the rim of your cup, downing the last of your drink.
"Spades c'mere for a sec will ya?" Daize requested your presence standing near the glass balcony entrance doors. Getting a load of Kuroo's moonlit peach-tinted cheeks, your victory is on display even as you leave him hanging tilting your head.
"Good talk Tetsu."
Your steamy bathroom mirror wiped away by your palm reflects your toothbrush hanging from your mouth. Minty tingle on your tongue as you try again rinsing down the drain what's left of your many liquid party favors.
Dazie fast-tracked to the washer and dryer hoping her mom won't come sniffing at her come later in the morning. Predictably, her clothes stank like Cleome inexcusable by Mrs. Onishi's standards when you knew all too well what was in her stash jar and why she had a matching grinder.
Enigma is to blame although you've taken your fair share of hits in the rotation. Dazie's seen you crossfaded one time too many thanks to him summers before he got his racer tag. Even though you're Ghost's favorite customer. He's delivered a few extra nugs, sprinkled lavender in when he rolls your joints, and even packed his famous onigiri in case of the munchies. You've got a few hand-me-down ball caps from him however you're positive Kuroo wouldn't be fond of finding out who 'Smokey Hair' is in your contact list. Or how shotgunning was your go-to when alone together.
His brother Thrasher has a soft spot, always gifting you his outgrown designer clothes whenever you stop in Tokyo. Makes you wonder what else blondie might give up this time around. He'll come calling sooner or later.
Settling yourself into bed, you rub in your nightly skincare staying tuned for Kuroo's call back. Amidst the drive home, you caught his hazel glances from your peripheral.
Fingertips skim over his knuckles, a habit you couldn't shake whenever sleepiness crept. That unchanged cheeky half-smile of his right where you left it.
Dazie made her way out the bathroom and down the hall to her room whispering good night. Turning off the lights as she went, you turned off your own room light shutting your room door.
His caller ID appeared.
"You home safe Tetsu?" You asked, resting on your side.
"Yeah I got in a few minutes ago. Don't worry it wasn't that long of a drive. You should've been asleep by now y/n."
"I know, I wanted to hear your voice before I do. I don't like you on the roads this late."
There was a pause and a yawn on his end of the call. "You putting me on curfew Shortcake?"
"You know what I ment Tetsurou."
You yawn as well snuggling deeper into your light blanket. "Or should I start callin' you D.K.?"
"Don't even. Tet, Tetsu or Tetsurou are just fine."
Your eyelids droop, phone slipping lazily from your grasp. "I miss you..."
"I miss you too, hon. You'll see me in the morning, I'm sure of it."
Soft snores from your end gave him a weak smile.
"G'night y/n."
If you enjoyed this chapter, make sure to follow me for more. If you'd also like to be added to the tag list, comment below.
Taglist: @blissfullyrhea @nanastie @peachjaem00 @melbugs1 @jfoxxarts
#kuroo drabble#kuroo tetsurou#kuroo x black reader#kuroo angst#kuroo imagines#kuroo smut#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo x reader#kuroo tetsurō#hq x reader#hq kuroo#anime x black!reader#x black reader#fast and the furious#tokyo drift#street racer au#racer au#gang au#yakuza#gangshit#deciphered#friends to lovers#long distance#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#haikyuu scenario#haikyuu imagine#haikyuu x reader#bad boy au#yakuza au
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
Best friends - 2
Fandom: Haikyuu
Pairing/starring: Kuroo Tetsuro x fem!reader
Word count: 1569
Content: Smut, fluff, explicit content, safety too, but mostly smut which equals loss of virginity.
A/N: So...I kinda left off with Best Friends thinking it was gonna be a one-shot but it’s lived rent free in my head since then so here’s the second part. This time there’s no use of a CAH for inspiration but you get all the smut that was implied at the end of the previous chapter. Unbetaed.
Best friends – 2
Your eyes a tightly shut, your breath reduced to laboured gasps. How did you get here?
Blame a silly card game, you mind screams from far away on the other side of a foggy expanse. But how can you blame anything that makes you feel so fucking good? Yeah, sure, the black card had wrested secrets from you that you had expected to bring with you to the grave but now here you are: half undressed and fingers digging into the mattress beneath you.
Tetsuro’s strong hands are pulling at your thighs, pressing them outwards so he can have perfect access to your cunt. He’s humming to himself as though he likes the taste of you, pulling out your essence to devour with each lick and suckle that has your limbs shaking.
There’s just one problem.
“Tets...I’m...I’m s-so...” If he can make out your words it’d be a miracle as you stutter and slur.
For a moment he pauses to look up at you with a wide grin. “Want me to stop, baby-girl?”
“No!” You hadn’t meant to shout it and you cover your cheeks in embarrassment.
Kuroo just laughs. “Good.”
Kissing your inner thigh on the way, he delves back down, latching on to your clit with renewed vigour which causes you to moan shamelessly.
It’s not like sexual pleasure is completely unknown to you: you’ve got your toys and your fingers have made you familiar with certain preferences. But to be at the mercy of someone else, to be touched by another person and have them read your body’s needs so well. You never imagined just how intoxicating that would feel.
Heat bubbles in your core. Lazy waves that flood through your body to your mind and threaten to become too much even though something’s still missing.
Tetsuro shifts his hold, sitting with his legs holding yours in place. Sadly, he can’t keep eating you out and you whine at the loss of contact but that’s only until you realize that his hands are free to play. A thumb circles and nudges your clit while he slips a single finger from the other hand into your heat.
This is what I need! You’re far from full but already it feels better and your cunt clamps onto him, almost trying to pull him in despite the slow pumping and wriggling of the digit.
Then another finger and it feels even better. A groan slips from your lips, originating somewhere from deep within the chest. And you’re closer than you thought it would ever be possible without cumming.
Tossing your head back, breasts pushed upwards, you fight to breathe.
“Fuck, you look so good,” Tetsuro coos.
Searching for him, you have to blink before he gets into focus. Hair impossibly more tussled than normal, lips and chin glistening with your juices. The gold of his eyes is almost completely gone, swallowed by the lust that also shows itself as a daunting bulge in his boxers – at some point (you’re not sure when) he must have stripped his jeans and t-shirt off because he’s sitting bare-chested, making you hungry for more than he’s giving you.
Except...
“Come on, babe,” he tempts you, tightening the circle on your clit as he slips in a third finger, causing the waves to crash over you with a sudden force.
“Fuck!”
It’s your own voice but you’re not aware of having actually said anything because all your world consists off is the pleasure coursing through you, making your muscles clench and burn deliciously as your vision swims. Vaguely aware of your hands clawing at the anything within reach, you know instinctively that getting off on your own will never be adequate compared to this. You’ve really fucked yourself over with this.
“That’s it,” Tetsuro praises you as he slowly helps you down from the newfound heights, “so beautifully when you cum.” His fingers slip from you, just a single hand resting on your stomach as you feel the mattress dip and move under him while he comes to lie next to you. “Was that okay?”
It takes a moment before you find his gaze, deigning him with a ‘DUH’-look. Then you notice his arm moving and trail it down to his hand. A hand that’s wrapped around a weeping cock and you know what you want.
“Please, can we...do you have...?” Why is it so hard to ask for a condom? The guy’s just gone down on you and now is when you get shy??
But he seems to understand because he disappears for a moment and when he returns it’s with a silvery wrapper between the fingers. While he’s been gone, you’ve gotten rid of the last bit of clothes and now he can look you over appreciatively before holding the little square up for you to see.
“You sure about this, honey?” he asks even though he’s already reclaimed the position between your legs.
You know he wants more than a nod. “Yes please. I want you, Tetsu.”
He looks like a man whose dream has just come true. Grinning with delight, he sheds the boxer shorts completely, causing his erection to slap unceremoniously against his abdomen, and then unwraps the rubber, deftly slipping it on his throbbing cock and for a moment the size is intimidating.
Kuroo Tetsuro deserved all the credit a man can get because he takes it slow. Gently, he slides his cock through your folds, slicking the thin silicone wrapper in your essences before even attempting to enter you. Once aligned, he pauses and waits for your breath to even out a bit.
Then he pushes in and it’s overwhelming and filling in a way that his fingers had not been able to prepare you for.
“Keep breathing, [Y/N],” he whispers, voice rather strained, “deep breaths. Come on.”
And you do as he says, inhaling sharply through your nose and even remembering to exhale again, shakily.
Centimetre by centimetre, Tetsuro fills you up, pausing several times on the way to pull back a bit or give you a chance to adjust. Never once does he take his eyes off of your face and you find your gaze locking with his when you’re not staring at how he disappears into you (or when you’re not rolling your eyes backwards from the sweet stretch).
“Taking me so well,” he gasps, finally bottoming out.
“So...big...” you moan.
“Too big?” there’s concern laced into the words.
Shaking your head, you manage to convince him it’s just right and you testingly roll your hips just to see how it feels. It makes Tetsuro suck in air sharply.
“Let me, babe,” he groans, “wanna make you feel good.”
“You already did.”
“Please...let me more?”
You know what he means and nod in agreement, stretching your neck to kiss him. Slow, tongues dancing and Tetsuro even nibbles slightly at your bottom lip before he moves on to your throat. Teeth graze your skin as he rolls his hips, dragging his cock along your sweet spot, and the dual sensation has your legs moving on their own accord to wrap around his waist, making you clamp on tighter to him with your cunt too. A string of curses and adorations tumble from his lips but he keeps the pace slow and steady.
Your hands are scrambling for purchase and thankfully it doesn’t last long before you find that one is at home clawing onto his shoulder blade while the other can dig into his hair – it makes his eyes screw together and new groans fill the room, especially when you tug gently at the black mess.
Steadily, the elastic inside your core tenses once more and you admit as much: “Feels so good...more please...”
“More? Alright, babe.”
And he increases the pace, repositioning to slip a hand between your bodies where it comes to rest on your mound, thumb gently stroking your still sensitive clit.
Tetsuro’s face is as study of emotions: lust, determination, bliss. “So close, baby-girl,” he grits out, “can you cum for me?”
It’s not really a question because what he’s doing feels heavenly and your body is already zeroing in on the impending release. Two thrusts later and your entire body spasms, locking your best friend in place as his hips stutters and your back arches. Both of you call out, none of you coherent enough to truly answer.
You see white, sounds a distant sensory input that you can deal with later once the concentrated ecstasy has subsided...but for now all you can do is cling onto the warm body above you.
It takes a moment before your limbs return to your command once more and you gently free Tetsuro from your grip.
“Sorry,” you mumble as you become aware of how your nails have dug into his back.
He just smiles dopey and kisses your hard re-won breath away.
Eventually, you part, leaving you empty as he pulls out and saunters off to the bathroom. Upon return, he’s brought a damp cloth for you and while you clean up a bit, he gets the covers under control for the two of you to cuddle up under.
It feels like home to snuggle close to him. And as his breath even out, reaching the depths of a man asleep, you lie awake and relish in the nearness, knowing that nothing will ever be the same...and that’s definitely for the better.
#kuroo tetsurou#Kuroo tetsuro#Kuroo x you#kuroo x reader#kuroo smut#haikyuu kuroo#Haikyuu fandom#haikyuu#fanfiction#fanfic#writing#smut#HQ#fluff
171 notes
·
View notes
Text
Haikyuu
Haikyuu boys x reader scenarios
Videogames: fight games
Taking care of his s/o
Slow dancing with his s/o
Rainy days
Taking care of you during your period
Watching an episode without him
Caught in the rain
Soft kisses
Little accident
Stealing kisses
Stealing time (slight NSFW)
He gets sick
Romance movie cliché
His s/o having weird manners
Comforting his s/o after a nightamare
Reactions to getting piercings
You sleep at his place for 1st time
Jealous hq boys (highschool steamy edition)
Watching a sad movie with you
What kind of thirst trap does he sends you
He and his team see you play
Asking you to move in with them
How he acts after he realises he’s falling for you
Playing among us with the haikyuu boys
Colombian or hispanic s/o short drabbles
His s/o gives him a love bite
You walk on them while they change (as friends)
He walks on you while you change (as friends)
You kiss him in front of his team
First thing in the morning
What domestic chore he hates most
First time spending the night with you
He realises he’s falling for you
They watch a scary movie with you
Jealous hq boys (time skip steamy edition)
You ask if he can help you with your sunblock
You smack his ass (suggestive)
They wake up on your chest
They catch you staring
Cuddling sessions
First kiss
They help you to study
Falling asleep on their lap
Special events
500 followers: MSBY Proposal
400 followers: first time (slight nfsw)
300 followers: Inarizaki´s new addition
Shiratorizawa´s sweet/badass manager
Captains as husbands; Daichi, Oikawa, Ushijima, Kuroo, Bokuto, Kita
His s/o calling them petnames for the first time (only nekoma)
200 followers: Day off
Kabedon scenarios: Ushijima, Sakusa and Suna
100 followers: How he reacts to you calling him “husband”
Friendship headcanons; being childhood friends with the twins
Chat: Miya twins
Chat: Kageyama & Daichi
Characters hc and one shots
Tsukishima Kei:
Steps back
Tsukishima Kei x reader
Suna Rintarō:
Suna Rintaro x reader
Where he left you
Iwaizumi Hajime:
Manhandled
Visiting your family (fem spanish/latin s/o)
Iwaizumi Hajime x reader fluff
His s/o is a heat thief
Kita Shinsuke:
His to love (smut)
Kita Shinsuke x reader fluff
Ushijima Wakatoshi:
Interview
How he reacts when someone kiss your forehead
Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader fluff
Sakusa Kiyoomi:
Love is blindness
MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet
MSBY Black Jackals: Friends to lovers
Bokuto Kōtaro:
MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet
MSBY Black Jackals: Friends to lovers
Bokuto Kōtaro x reader fluff
Miya Atsumu:
MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet
You didn’t knew he was a volleyball player (time skip Atsumu)
Friends to lovers headcanons
Late valentine’s day
Miya Osamu:
Osamu Miya x reader
Osamu x reader fluff request
Hinata Shoyo:
MSBY Black Jackals: How you meet
Hinata Shoyo x reader fluff
Kenma Kozume:
Special request : he visits you in the hospital
Kenma Kozume x reader fluff
Oikawa Tōru:
Jealous
Oikawa Toru x Gn!reader
Various
Asahi Azumane x reader
Daichi Sawamura x reader
Nishinoya Yū x reader
Yamaguchi Tadashi x reader
Kuroo Tetsuro x reader
Satori Tendou x reader
Sugawara Kōshi x reader
Akaashi Keiji x reader
Tobio Kageyama x reader
I think that’s all, if you notice the fanfic or hc doesnt matches the redirected URL please let me know! 😉✨
Thanks for reading! 🐨✨💖
830 notes
·
View notes
Text
Welcome to Bunny's Story Time!
(these are really just some request rules)
Request Status: closed
What I am willing to write:
- AFAB reader
- yanderes/stalkers/kidnapping ect
- non/dubcon
- angst/fluff (if you dont want smut go to my other blog @therealteddybear-sry)
- smut for characters aged above 15 (the country i'm from has age of consent at 13 but I'll only write 15+)
- most kinks
- poly relationships (some characters I might not be comfortable with)
- one shots
- series
- head canons
What I will not write: (I will make exceptions)
- spit, piss, shit kinks
- AMAB reader
- character x character
- anything romantic with people under 13
Animes and Characters:
My Hero Academia
- Bakugo Katsuki
- Denki Kaminari
- Kirishima Ejiro
- Todoroki Shoto
- Mina Ashido
- Tsuyu Asui
- Ochako Uraraka
- Sero Hanta
- Jiro Kyoka
- Mineta Minoru
- Tokoyami Fumikage
- Shoji Mezou
- Tamaki Amajiki
- Hitoshi Shinsou
- Dabi
- Shigaraki
- Toga Himiko
- Neito Monoma
- Yo Shindo
(Theres probably more just request and I'll let you know if I'm comfortable with them!)
Demon Slayer
- Tanjiro Kamado
- Inosuke Hashibira
- Zenitsu Agatsuma
- All Hashiras except Gyomei
- Rui
- Enmu
- Akaza
- Yushiro
- Douma
- Uzui's Wives
- Sabito
- Gyutaro
Hunter x Hunter
- Killua Zoldyck
- Alluka Zoldyck
- Gon Freecs
- Leorio Paradinght
- Kurapika
- you might be able to convince me to do Hisoka
- Milluki Zoldyck
Black Butler
- Ciel Phantomhive
- Alois Trancy
- Sebastian Micheals
- Mey-Rin
- Finnian
- Grell Sutcliff
- Lau
- Doll/Freckle Face
- Dagger
- Joker
- Snake
- Beast
- Undertaker
- Ronald
(Theres probably more just request and I'll let you know if I'm comfortable with them!)
Sk8 the infinity
- Miya Chinen
- Reki Kyan
- Langa Hasegawa
- Cherry
- Joe
Haikyuu
- Kenma Kozume
- Shoyo Hinata
- Tobio Kageyama
- Toru Oikawa
- Yu Nishinoya
- Kei Tsukishima
- Tetsuro Kuroo
- Ryunosuke Tanaka
Ouran High School Host Club
- Kyoya Ootori
- Tamaki Souh
- Mitsukuni Haninozuka (Honey)
- Takashi Morinozuka (Mori)
- Kaoru Hitachiin
- Hikaru Hitachiin
The Disastrous Life of Saiki K
- Kusuo Saiki
- Aiura Mikoto
- Shun Kaido
- Reita Toritsuka
- Metori Saiko
- Hairo Kineshi
- Saiki Kusuke
50 notes
·
View notes
Text
No Need to Imagine
submission for: @suckerforsugawara 's A First Time for Everything Collab
features: tetsuro kuroo x f!reader (college au)
synopsis: when you two met for the first time in university, you never thought that your first kiss with him would lead to you two losing your virginity to each other.
warnings: consumption of alcohol, virginity loss, fingering, oral sex (m! and f! receiving), hickeys, protected sex, overstimulation, based on a real-life experience, kuroo is so good at aftercare omg
song: heaven by julia michaels
number of words: 4k (okay, I never thought it would be this long but here I am lol)
beta reading: @wakatshi @saltyvanilla @mrskenmakozume (ily all thank you so much 😭)
tagging: @beware-of-the-rogue @rueren @cirigiri @sabyss @festive @megumischubbycheeks @solamoure @wakasa-wifey @p-antomime @mxonigirimiya @oikawas-milk-bread @lunaevangeline @tetsoorou @hyeque @novaresque @jordyn-degas
(taglist form / library account, turn on notifications to be updated)
a/n: blame it on the haikyuu oneshot that gave me a major kuroo brainrot and so i decided to write this earlier than expected. i hope i do justice to writing this story ‘cause i’ve not written smut in ages and i’m feeling nervous lol. likes, comments, and especially reblogs are appreciated.
You began checking the email addresses of fellow students who had been accepted along with you as soon as you received the email informing you that you had been accepted to the Nekoma Student Association, and one ID stood out to you: [email protected]. While that intrigued you, you respond that you accept the position and look forward to attending the meeting.
When you walked into the meeting hall the next weekend, your gaze was drawn to a six-foot-tall, jet-black-haired man dressed in a tan-leather jacket over a black shirt, blue jeans, and white converse shoes. As you approached the group that was conversing amongst themselves, his hazel eyes darted to your (e/c) irises, causing him to smile warmly. “Hi, I am (F/N) (L/N), are you all a part of the new team?” you said confidently as you greeted everyone. Everyone nodded, and the guy who first noticed you shook your hand and said, “Hi, (L/N)-chan, I'm Tetsuro Kuroo,” he said, smiling, “I can't wait to get to work with you!”
Following the orientation session, the President directed you to interact and bond with the new team members. As you began to learn more about your fellow members, you noticed Kuroo's gaze on you from the corner of your eye for the longest time. As you all decided to go out to eat, your peripheral vision lingered on Kuroo as you all laughed at his jokes. When everyone had parted ways, you felt a tap on your shoulder, which prompted you to turn to Kuroo, who then inquired, “Shouldn't we? This is where my house is,” pointing in the general direction of your house.
“Wait, do you live here as well?” you asked, your mouth agape. He chuckled when he found out you two were neighbours. You sauntered beside him, shrugging your shoulders and conversing about various topics. You then discovered that he loved volleyball and had represented his high school as Captain at Nationals. “You are, indeed, interesting, Captain,” you wink as you two walk to your houses. He smirks a little, replying, “I like it when you call me that,” approaching you to sultrily whisper in your ear, “do it again,” winking as he went towards his house, your cheeks reddening and your thighs clenching.
Time passes, and you spend more time with Kuroo, bonding with him as you prepare for your first events as a member of the organising committee, all of which were successful. You found solace in studying together without saying anything, just sensing each other's presence. There wasn't a night that went by without your long walks and late-night talks that always included some beer cans, despite the fact that beer wasn't your favourite drink and you wanted to change the taste with the taste of his lips. You gulped in some air, shaking your head in denial, oblivious to Kuroo's gaze on your lips and his mental desire to slowly unravel you.
The chilly winds were beginning to blow one day, and you receive a text from Kuroo in which he announces that he has a part-time job for the first time, and as a celebration, he proposes to finish a Cabernet Sauvignon bottle that he recently purchased. You accept his offer, chuckling to yourself, and rush to the kitchen to grill some chicken. You've just finished cooking when you hear a knock on the door. You smile as you rush to the door and see Kuroo standing in front of you with the wine bottle. He beams at you, showing you what he bought along with the wine: your favourite box of chocolates.
If anyone was to come and see you two, they'd think that you and Kuroo have been friends for years. There was a sense of comfort that took over the feeling of nervousness, as you two spoke about anything and everything. What you two were choosing to ignore, however, was the number of stolen glances and accidental touches towards each other. This is when Kuroo asked, “So (L/N)-chan, what was dating like for you? How many people did you date and sleep with?” This causes you to cough in major nervousness.
Taking a deep breath, “Kuroo-kun, you know you can call me (Y/N) right?” Chuckling, he replied, shrugging, “I know, and you can call me Tetsuro, you know that right?” You smile, take a deep breath, and muster the courage to let him know, “I've dated men, yes, and I just got out of a 2-year relationship months ago, but I've never slept with anyone, just made out.” Looking down at the ground, you confessed, “I was always scared that my first time wouldn't be special. Also, lately, I've been having thoughts, musings if you will, about a certain someone that makes me go insane.”
After humming and looking down, Tetsuro looked into your eyes, realization hitting him, “Oya?” while raising an eyebrow. He smiles and continues, “It's the same for me, y'know? My ex called it off with me recently, because I didn't want to go all the way. So I'm hoping our first time will be special,” he said, biting his tongue when he realized his mistake. A wicked smile crept across your face as you said, “You mean your first time.” You grin and draw in closer, whispering to him, “Maybe it's the wine, but I miss being kissed and held, and perhaps I want to get over with it.” He draws closer and admits he feels the same way.
There was so much tension that a knife could cut right through it. Even as your thighs clench and you take ragged breaths, you both maintain eye contact. As you draw closer, your lips brush against his. Just as you're about to kiss for the first time, one of your phones rings, and you jump in fright. On Tetsuro's phone, the text read “Taketora Yamamoto.” You'd learned that Yamamoto was an old school friend of Tetsuro's that he played volleyball with. He was reminding Tetsuro of a university-related event that all of you were supposed to attend at night.
After you both realized you were tipsy, you decided to go for a walk to shake it off. Several minutes later, when the event ended, you all decided to walk home, but you felt dizzy. So, instead of hailing a taxi, you yelled at a white pickup truck that was approaching and yelled “Howdy!” The two boys were shocked and delighted and jumped in the back of the pickup truck as it took you back home. Yamamoto walks off and you two stare at each other, but then you both turn around and go back to your apartments.
Upon reaching home, you get a text from him, saying, “Oi, just to let you know, I wanted to kiss you, I wanted to stay. I wanted to sleep while hugging you.” You started twiddling your thumbs when he calls, causing you to confess that you needed it just as much as he, and that you were standing outside your apartment, waiting for him. The moon and stars were the only witnesses to your wanton need for him. The rustling of the leaves, along with your languid breaths and pacing heartbeats, were the only sounds you could hear on this calm November night.
Not for long though, because suddenly, you heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs to your apartment. You turned to your left to see that he was wearing a navy-blue t-shirt and black sweatpants with flip-flops. All inhibition seemed to slowly fade away and turn into a desire to feel every inch of him, caressing his cheeks, kissing his lips, wondering what it would feel like when he was totally in sync with you.
You didn't have to wait for long as he approached you, his lips landing on yours, while you two cupped each other's cheeks, and ranked nails through each other's hair. To you, his lips felt cold, touch-starved, but tasted sweet and intoxicating, just like the wine you two had. To him, your lips were warm, like a calming beach, where you'd be sipping on sangria. Lost in each other, you walk backward and he forward as you lock the main door, ignoring anyone else's presence. Both of you then dash toward the bedroom, locking the door then jump on the bed, kissing hard, sucking on each other's bottom lip and swirling your tongue around his and vice versa, to gain control, until he stopped you, and he purred, reassuringly, “(Y/N), I want to let you know that I'll be gentle, and I'll take my time. I want to know you, every part of you, and hopefully claim them all to be mine.”
When you nodded, giving him permission to continue, you started taking notice of every movement of his. You continued kissing as he hiked up your (F/C) sweatshirt to let his fingers run through your waist, the chilly air from the ajar windows grazing your skin, causing you to tremble and tilt your face upward and your mouth a little open, causing him to kiss you hard, rasping, “Do you want me to take off your shirt?”
While you hummed in response and kept your arms up, and your lips were glued to each other, sitting up with your elbows, he took off your sweatshirt. Then, you rolled up his t-shirt and took it off as soon as you got out of the kiss, carefully inspecting every inch of his beautiful physique with your fingers. You were clearly in awe of him and this moment. “I can’t believe I get to do this with you,” you murmur as your eyes got to see everything, finally your gaze landing on his hazel eyes.
He holds you by your waist, picks you up, perches you on your lap, and puts his arms around the small of your back as you straddle him with your arms around his neck, the two of you do not stop smiling. “Have I ever told you, (Y/N), that you’re beautiful?” Tetsurō tells you with a soft smile, causing you to blush and look the other way, the incandescent light of the moon shining on your face. The moon and the stars were the only witnesses to the two of you exploring intimacy in a whole new dimension. He lifts your chin with his finger, bringing you to look at him as he carefully unhooks your bra, peels it off, and discards it on the ground, with your breasts on display.
This time, it was Tetsurō who had his mouth wide open, gasping, “I can’t believe you hid them from me, (Y/N) ‘cause they look so perfect,” and he cups both of your mounds and fondles with them, his thumbs flicking your nipples, causing your pussy to throb, and you tilt your head backward, biting your lip. He increases the pace of his flicking, causing you to whimper further, and grind slowly on him. He then says, “can I go down on you, would you like that?,” and you smile and nod as he picks you by your butt, you wrap your legs around his waist, and places you gently on the bed, with your head on the pillow.
With careful intention, he slowly and gently takes off your black pants and sees your lace underwear, causing him to smirk as he sees the wetness through. He teases while splaying one of his hands over your tummy, “seems to me like you’ve been waiting for it for a long time, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you.” He slowly takes the lace off your legs as your wetness was a full-on display for his ravenous eyes while licking his lips.
“I’m going to do it slowly, please tell me if you like it or not,” Tetsuro breathed, causing you to nod and his fingers start to explore every part of you, the wetness, the clit, the folds, every single touch was sending you into a frenzy. He finds and then starts rubbing your clit in a clockwise motion. Closing your eyes harder, you whimper while you’re arching your head up, crying out his name and whimpering, “Oooh Tetsuro, it feels so nice.”
Both of you started to speak an unspoken language full of intense eye contact, moans, and groans as he kept stroking your clit, increasing the pace and intensity. The words, “it feels so good, please don’t stop,” were reverberating in the air in the room. As you were breathing heavily and trembling, he kept quietening you saying, “it’s going to be okay, I got you. Then, with your wetness as lube, he inserted one of his slender fingers into your pussy, the slightest movement causing you to arch your back and mewl louder.
“Oh, my, shit,” Tetsuro cried out, “you really are tight. Damn, I love this pussy already,” while pushing the finger in and out slowly, stimulating you in a way you’d never felt before. You then cry, “please go a little faster,” while biting back a moan, to which he replies, “with pleasure, baby,” as he increases his pace. “Don’t hold back, I want to hear you moan,” he says as you move your hips along the fingering movement, continuing to moan. That’s when he inserts another finger and says, “I’m going to start to exploring you with my mouth, so why don’t you spread your legs for me, hmm?”
As an act of obedience, you spread your legs, showing him with great detail how it looked. He first starts to kiss your clit, still maintaining eye contact with you, but you break it to close your eyes and be lost in the pleasure. As he kisses your clit, he sucks on your folds, slowly, while still fingering you with two fingers. Your hands were fisting on the sheets, and you couldn’t hold back your screams as he was doing it so well.
For a brief moment, you remembered something. You couldn't believe it was his first time too, because, he seemed to know his way around your body much better than you did while you were touching yourself when you were alone. A coil was slowly building up within you as he took out his fingers and fully eat you out with his hands on your thighs until you yell, “Tetsu, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, ngh-” your legs start to tremble as the coil snaps.
He holds you steady with his hands, causing you to have your first orgasm of the night and him to slurp in your essence. He then kisses your pussy, gets up, sucks on his fingers to taste your slick, towers over you, with his tummy pressed against yours as he kisses you fervently, both of you get to taste how you tasted. You definitely liked it, you liked the way he did it and would thus never stop asking him from now on.
“Let me make you feel good too,” you plead to Tetsuro as you sit up, putting your hands on his shoulders, making his half-naked body lie down as you perch on top of him, and straddle him, as you lean forward and kiss him sloppily, but you couldn’t care. All your hidden feelings for him were slowly starting to creep up as you released yourself from the kiss and watch the moon reflect on his eyes. You think to yourself, “oh god, how is he so…beautiful?”
You move to a side as he slides the sweatpants off only for you to see him in black boxers. “Damn, you’re packing,” you gasp as you see his bulge. Both of you chuckle, as your hands stroke him, causing him to lean his head back against the headboard, and close his eyes. You peel the boxers off of him, to see his dick slap against his abdomen. “Tetsu, it’s big,” you whimper in nervousness, to which he calmly replies, “(Y/N), baby, I believe you’ll do well. Please take it in, I can’t wait.”
He then starts to feel your lips wrap around the head of his dick, touching nothing else, just your tongue swirling around slowly, getting a taste of his pre-cum. “Baby, please open your eyes and see if I’m making you feel good,” you cry out to him as he tilts his head in your direction and his gaze fixates on you. While maintaining eye contact, your mouth slides all the way down to the base of his dick. You suck, hard, just once. But it's enough for him to feel like you’re pulling the cum out of him.
Tetsuro's lips gaped open and his eyelids rolled back as he closed his eyes, his face flushed with delight. You start moving your lips up and down, back and forth, pushed against his firm length. “Ngh, this feels so good," he whimpers, "I’m so glad that you’re my first.” With a smile on your face, you take one of his hands, run the fingers through your hair, and ask him to guide your speed. Tetsuro took small breaths, lightly thrusting into your mouth, not wanting to actually harm you because he didn't want to overwhelm you.
Tetsuro's lips gaped open and his eyelids rolled back as he closed his eyes, his face flushed with delight. As he brushed his tongue over his teeth, he swallowed, a lump in his throat. Only your low-sucking sounds could be heard as you continued to bob your head and groaned once or twice more. He breathed, "(Y/N)," writhing into your mouth, his nails digging into his calf. He also notices that your hands are caressing his balls. You slide off his dick and spend some time licking and sucking his balls, while stroking the length with one hand, making him moan, as the other hand rubs your clit, quickening the tempo while your knees sink deep into the mattress.
“Baby, that was so incredibly fantastic, I want to enter you,” he cries as you rise up and off the bed, still hooked on him. "Can I? Would you be able to get a condom out of my pants for me?" As he gets up, you walk over to his sweatpants, grab a condom package, hand it to him, and lie down on the bed, ripping the plastic and sliding the rubber on him. He noticed your lips quivering, and you exhaling deeply out of sheer nervousness, causing him to furrow his eyebrows. That’s when he approached you, tummy pressed against yours yet again, and intertwining his fingers with yours. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Tetsuro leans towards you closely and asks out of sheer concern.
When you looked at the reflection of the moon from his eyes, you noticed a sense of sincerity and security from him. You’d always wondered how your first time would look like. How it would feel like. You’d heard a lot of things that happen, including the deep pain you experience, but were curious to experience it yourself. Never did you think, however, that you’d be losing it to someone that you’d bonded with over the span of a couple of months. You’d always viewed him as a friend, but circumstances had caused you two to be closer and eventually start innocently flirting with each other.
One thing led to another and you’re here. Caressing his cheek with your knuckles, you started to feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach. He always made you feel some type of way, but you never realized how until this very moment. For a split second, however, you thought of your exes, who’d hurt you and betrayed your trust, as flashbacks popped into your head, but you decided to quickly shirk your fear off. You were here, in the moment, with him. That’s when you smile at him, replying softly, “I’ve never been more sure.”
Tetsuro then smiles, leaning forward to whisper in your ear, adding, “I'm going to enter you slowly, okay?” while leaving open-mouthed kisses on the sensitive spot between your neck and shoulder and sucking on it. He then aligns the clothed dick with your entrance, continuing, "Please let me know if it hurts,” while you nod. Slowly, he teases your entrance sliding up and down, watching you bite your lower lip as your cunt throbs. Tetsuro then pushes in slowly, with the tip stretching you out, causing you to moan his name and writhe in pain as it stings you a bit. “Baby, it’s okay, I’m here, breathe deeply for me,” he urges, as you regulate your deep breaths while he rubs your clit to help you relax. You then plead, “Baby, ‘s too big, I want you to fill me up,” wrapping your legs around him and arching back, the pain then turning into pleasure as he goes deeper before eventually bottoming out, you throwing your head back and moaning loudly in response.
He then grabs your chin to tilt your head down, maintaining eye contact as his hands push into your hip as he’s thrusting in and out of you. Eventually, he increases the pace as his hands travel to yours, intertwining fingers and pressing his forehead against yours. “Is this okay, baby?” Tetsuro asks, nervously, causing you to tilt your head a bit so that you could kiss him, and you respond by moaning, “Yes, baby, it feels big, it feels amazing. Please, don’t stop,” while scratching your nails on his back. This causes him to groan and increase his pace, and suck on the nipples, before eventually hitting the g-spot. You then curl your toes, while Tetsuro starts to kiss you, muffling your moans as he keeps going.
The sounds of skin slapping and both of you moaning reverberating in the air, with the smell of sex being obvious. Both of you were too intoxicated in the moment, the pleasure overwhelming you two, while Tetsuro explores the upper part of you with his lips. He kisses all over your neck, sucking in on some places marking you and kissing you on those very places. He continues to sink into your cunt as you two kiss each other sloppily, eventually causing you both to reach your high. “Baby, I’m cumming again,” you breathily cry out as he slows down his thrusts lazily, “Yes, baby, go on, cum for me, cum for me,” while he circles your clit with his thumb. With a final thrust, you cum together, his cock twitching and him releasing in the condom, and you gripping him tight and creaming him.
As he pulls out and discards the condom, he notices you whimpering in pain, prompting him to go to the bathroom, pick you up, carry you to the bathroom where you can smell dried flowers and scented candles, and lay you down in the bath tub where he locks the door and joins you. “Are you all right?” Tetsuro inquires, concerned, as your body sinks deep into the water, the warmth relieving the pain. “I've never been better, Tetsuro. I had no idea my first time would be so memorable. Thank you, you admit, exhausted, as he grabs your hands and forces you to lie down on his chest.
“You know,” he nuzzles into your neck, “maybe we should think about dating for real? Given that I've always liked you, and that I'm glad I got to lose it to you as well.” “Babe, I'm so sorry that I never got to ask you, did you like it too?” you ask, widening your eyes and turning your head to face him. Chuckling at you, he strokes your cheek with his knuckles, and says, “I couldn't imagine a better way to do so than to lose it to someone I like,” causing you to blush, nod and lock lips with him. With Tetsuro Kuroo, it truly felt like an endless period of ecstasy.
After that, he gets out of the bathtub, wipes himself, puts another towel on the bed, returns to the bedroom, and wipes you dry. He then urges you to wear his t-shirt, which may appear oversized to you, but you adore the gesture, while he wears boxers. You then put on some music, cover yourselves, and he kisses your forehead and gives you a peck on the lips before snuggling into him and drifting off to sleep, looking forward to more nights with him. You didn't have to imagine how you felt at the end of the night because there was only one word to describe how you felt: heavenly.
© Shyna 2022 - Reposting on another platform is not allowed
#afirsttimeforeverythingcollab#shy pens it out#kuroo tetsurou#kuroo x y/n#kuroo tetsuro x you#kuroo tetsurou smut#kuroo smut#haikyuu smut#haikyuu oneshot#college au#tw alcohol#tw alcohol consumption#tw hickeys#tw fellatio#kuroo tetsurou x reader#let shy bite your lower lip#shy's a slave for kuroo tetsurou
159 notes
·
View notes
Text
are we still friends? status: pending…
kuroo tetsuro x black fem reader genre: college au, angst w/ happy ending, childhood best friends to strangers to best friends to lovers, smut (eventual) warnings: cussing, really bad case of pride word count: 2,453
m.list next ->
a/n: if you listen to beach song by leonie biney it fits so well
taglist open sign up -> here
A familiar ringtone pierces through the silence of your bedroom and you roll over with a groan, your hand fumbles across your nightstand as you look for the device. Once you find it, you answer it without checking and sit up.
Sleep fogs your brain and coats your voice, “Hello?”
“Hey.”
The person on the other end resonates with a part of your heart that hasn’t been active for a while. And as the sleep starts to fade away, your brain finally connects the ringtone and the voice.
“Tetsuro?” You can hear his breath hitch and faint noise coming from his TV, but you’re still confused. It’s 2 a.m. and it’s been two years since you last had a full conversation with him.
“Hey,” He repeats.
You don’t respond and he doesn’t say anything else. The silence is awkward with a twinge of former comfortability.
It never used to be like this. The silence was never uncomfortable and your phone calls were full of energy that comes from friendships with the strongest bonds. But now it seems like everything has fizzled out and you’re only left with fading memories.
What happened to the two of you?
The easiest and least painful answer is to blame it on college (especially since you don’t go to the same one) on a new and challenging environment. And it’s natural for friends to drift apart in this stage of life but it’s something you thought you two were immune to, and why wouldn’t you be? Your friendship was eight years in the making at the time, and you understood one another on a level that was otherworldly. But no one is immune to time; it’s the cruelest element of life because it's the only thing you always lose and never gain back.
And the more painful answer, the one the two of you didn’t want to address because it means facing your pride and those haunting thoughts in the back of your mind. During the height of the tensions between the two of you; the missed calls and canceled hangouts, both of your emotions that could easily be simplified into stress and the need to see your best friend, came out in a way that was angry and hurtful.
You barely remember what you said to each other but you remember that it was mean and nasty, nothing like the tender or playful way you usually spoke to each other. And when you hung up neither of you said anything to each other, you were waiting for the other to concede. That stretched into days, weeks, months of not talking, and then suddenly it seemed shameful to even say anything at all.
So you didn’t.
And now here you are.
You shift the phone to your other ear, pushing those memories out of your mind, and break the silence with a soft, “What’s up?”
Kuroo lets out a nervous laugh, “Happy 10th friendversary.”
You let out a quiet laugh, somewhere between disbelief and shame.
You forgot.
“I haven’t heard that in a minute.”
“Yea, it’s been a while hasn't it?”
You chuckle awkwardly, unsure of what to say next, and as you think about what your conversations used to sound like, your mind is suddenly flooded with memories of what you used to do every year on this eventful day.
“I wonder if that older lady who worked at the ice cream shop is still there?”
“She always gave me a hard time, always telling me that a man is responsible for paying for things.” Kuroo huffs, even though he always paid for you.
“Remember when she flung a cone at you because you forgot your wallet that one year?” You laugh, the memory replaying in your head.
“Bro, I was so pissed! I was picking crushed waffle crumbs out of my hair at the arcade.”
Tears well up in your eyes, your stomach clenching at your attempt at keeping your giggles silent, “And that random mom thought you had lice!”
“She didn’t think I had lice. You fake screamed ‘LICE’ and started to back away from me.”
You feign innocence, but that teasing tone is still evident in your words. “Are you sure? I don’t remember that.”
Tetsuro rolls his eyes, not caring that you can’t see him. “I wonder how you conveniently never remember anything… it’s like that huge head of yours is going to waste.”
You sputter, “Hey! Don’t start. My head is normal-sized, thank you very much. Which cannot be said about those flippers you have for feet.”
Kuroo gasps and a giggle leaves your lip at his dramatics.
He’s always like this.
“That only means my di-”
You interrupt him immediately, “Ew, Tetsu! How many times have I told you I don’t need that image in my head?”
He chuckles, and you can practically envision the smirk that paints his face right now. “Probably as many times as girls have told me that I’m the best they ever had.”
“Okay, so never.”
“You suck.”
“And-”
“Do not put that disgusting image in my head, Y/N.”
The two of you bust out into a fit of laughter, the previous awkwardness gone like it was never there in the first place. But, something lingers in the back of your mind; there has to be a reason for him to call, especially at 2 a.m. on a Wednesday night.
You let your laugh fade out before getting a bit serious, “Are you gonna tell me what's wrong? And before you say ‘nothing,’ I know you, so don’t even think of lying.”
Do you really know him anymore?
You’re running off knowledge and emotions from a time when you were inseparable. You have no clue what he’s like now, and you want to hope he’s the same Tetsu who taunts and teases you like no tomorrow but two years is a long time. And it provides a lot of room for change.
Your friendship is a prime example of that.
However, Kuroo is unwavering when it comes to certain things and he does the same shaky sigh whenever he’s emotional.
“I’m just worried.”
“Worried about what? Volleyball?”
“I quit volleyball.” He mutters and you almost fall out of your bed.
“You what?!?” You scream but quickly quiet down, praying you didn’t wake up your roommate down the hall.
He shrugs his shoulders, “It’s not a big deal, I wasn’t feeling it anymore.”
You shake your head violently, if there was one thing that boy loved besides his family and friends, it was that damn sport.
“Oh, that’s bullshit. Did you get hurt?”
There’s genuine concern in your voice and Kuroo feels pathetic, how does he tell you the real reason he quit?
His voice is so small and it borders the line of broken “No.”
“Then what is it, Tetsuu? I know you didn’t want to go pro but you always said you wanted to play until you graduate college.”
You’re met with no verbal answer, only something that sounds like a sniffle that comes right before the tears. And your heart breaks- no, it shatters like fine china and you wish you could wrap your arms around him.
“You don’t have to answer, you know?”
Your words are the perfect mix of soft, sweet, and understanding; and Kuroo missed this so much.
He misses you.
And he wants to answer, he really does.
Tetsuro wants to tell you that he began to feel this overwhelming loneliness; that regardless of the bonds he created with his teammates it wasn’t the same. All his wins didn’t feel like how they used to, and his losses only hurt so much more. Kuroo knew the reason why he felt so empty: his heart had developed a void that only one person could fill.
“If it isn’t volleyball, then what is it? A girlfriend?” You tease, trying to lighten the mood.
“I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Not surprised.”
Kuroo lets out a very offended, “Hey!”
You ignore him even though you want to laugh oh so badly.
“Seriously, what's going on?”
“We’re still friends, right?”
The question erases every single word from your vocabulary and your heart sinks. You want to say always, you want to make some joke about how he knows too much and he’s stuck with you.
But, can you?
Even if you guys fell into familiar comfortability, it doesn’t deny there’s tension and unspoken grievances between the two of you.
“I hope so.” You whisper, tears pricking your eyes.
Tetsuro recognizes that whisper, he knows it’s how you keep your voice from wavering when tears threaten to fall. And he realizes that he isn’t the only one harboring this fear, that regardless of the almost no contact for the last two years; you still thought about him in the same way he thought about you.
“Me too.”
Kuroo feels his throat tighten.
Why is this so hard?
If you both want to be friends again, you could do just that. But, it’s not so simple and he knows it. Your friendship has always been this precious thing and now it seems like the most important parts are broken.
Silence blankets the call and you stare up at your bedroom ceiling. It hits the two of you like the first harsh wind of autumn. How can people go from talking like time doesn’t exist, to two years of not even so much as a whisper?
And as much as you want to blame it all on Tetsuro, you have to shoulder your share too. He wasn't the only one who forgot to call or left a text buried under other messages. He wasn't the only one who canceled hangouts and slowly began to pull away.
You did too.
That fight was far from one-sided, you said things you desperately want to take back. You could’ve swallowed your pride and reached out first, Kuroo could’ve too and this whole mess wouldn’t have escalated to this. But when it was creeping up on months of no talking, it seemed shameful to even try. So you held back and didn’t say anything, even when you were missing your friendship.
When you were missing him.
“This is the longest we’ve gone without speaking to each other. It feels weird.” Your voice is barely above a whisper because there’s a fear that if it were any louder, those words would shatter everything you two have left.
“Yeah…”
Neither of you know what to say, before this whole mess you barely had arguments that lasted more than a few hours. All you can do is skate around the issue, hoping one of you starts the painful conversation.
But with every passing second the silence starts to weigh heavier, pressing down on your heart in ways that you’ve never felt before, and your mind doesn’t know how to alleviate the pressure.
“I forgot what today was.” You blurt out, and the tears start to break through your attempt to keep them away. You’ve been ignoring the hurt, redirecting, and even erasing it because you weren’t ready to tell yourself that it was no longer the same. Because if you were to acknowledge that, then it becomes all too real and all too painful.
And Kuroo has been doing the same, because no matter the distance or the time, the two of you were always on the same wavelength. Even when it came to unintentionally hurting each other.
“I know.” His words are pillowy-soft and they contain no blame. And they teeter on the edge of something more.
Tetsuro exhales a shaky breath, “I’m sorry. Everything I said I wish I could take it all back, I wish I apologized sooner. I’m sorry for waiting two years to finally call you. God, I’ve been suffering without you and I kept telling myself you would call or text and it would all go back to normal.”
Your voice is thick with tears, “I was waiting too, I thought that you would call me and everything would just go back to usual. But, I think I really hurt you too and I’m really sorry, Tetsuu. I’m really really sorry for everything, especially for forgetting.”
“It’s okay.”
He’s trying to reassure you, something he’s always done. But, It’s okay to acknowledge your wrongdoings; sometimes friends hurt each other, no matter how close you are. In fact the closer you are, the more it hurts and sometimes the more it takes to mend.
“It’s not okay. Tetsuro, we fought and didn’t speak for two years. It’s okay to say I hurt you and you hurt me. I know we are so used to nothing ever going wrong between us but something went wrong and it’s okay to say that.”
There’s a millisecond of silence and that’s when you hear it: sniffles and quiet cries from a man who’s been holding everything in for way too long. That’s all he needed to hear, that it was normal to feel hurt and for it to stem from you.
Kuroo’s voice cracks towards the end of his sentence, “Never knew you could be that mean.”
He’s referencing the fight but there is a playfulness about his words, one that tells you that he’s ready to put the whole ordeal behind you.
“Yes, you did.” You let out with a soft laugh.
“I did,” He corrects, “I’ve witnessed you say worse to other people, but-”
“I’ve never been like that to you.” You interject, guilt creeping up on you.
“I was pretty rude too.”
“You definitely were.”
Silence comes along again and now instead of tears, you both bust out into laughter. The whole situation seems more dramatic by the minute but you’re happy that you got the opportunity to fix it, to get your best friend back. And Kuroo is happy he got to hear your voice again, that he can hear it anytime he wants, and that you’ll smile with him once more.
Sleep starts to hit the both of you and you yawn through your next words.
“Are you free next weekend?”
“Yeah, why?”
“We have to celebrate our friendversary, duh”
Kuroo smiles, bright and wide, and it's evident in his tone.
"Ice cream?"
"Don't forget your wallet this time, it would be a shame if you got lice again." You tease.
"Fuck you." Kuroo says, his smile never leaving.
“I’m sure you want to.” You giggle, happy you can still get on his nerves.
“Y/N?”
“Hmm?” You’re expecting him to hit you with a line of his own.
“I missed you.” His voice is ten different types of tender and sweet, and you can’t believe you went two years without this.
“I missed you too.”
more sad stuff but with a happy ending !! and more shit to come with it 😋 hope you liked it !!! taglist is open, link is at the top !!
#haikyuu x y/n#haikyuu x black reader#haikyu x reader#haikyuu angst#haikyuu fanfiction#haikyuu fanfic#saturn’s masterlist#mik0rin’s masterlist#kuroo testuro#kuroo x reader#kuroo x black reader#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo tetsuro smut#haikyuu
76 notes
·
View notes
Text
✧･ﾟIndulged Sharing — anybody up for a good gangbang
✧･ﾟtags — gangbang, threesome, cum eating, bisexual volleyball players, cum swapping, they are wearing suits, penetrative sex, consent, shawty taking on the whole squad, Tsukishima, Akaashi, Bokuto, Kuroo.
✧･ﾟnotes — It's been awhile. I would like to thank loadshedding for making me write again. enjoy reading this. i really think this is not good but i want to put it out.
✧･ﾟ— word count: 1.8K
Staring aimlessly around the boys' apartment, she hesitated to glance into the kitchen. The place was clean, she notes. At her feet she fixates on the outline of the table that was previously on the soft carpet before it was moved in the corner of the living room.
The wait was agonising. Had she just kept this filthy desire locked in the depths of mind she would not be here. Instead she’s here folding one leg over the other slightly adjusting her dress to prevent her leg from bouncing uncontrollably, slightly adjusting her dress. Looking up, Bokuto flashes a smile. Not his usual energetic one but one to calm her. The exchange was fleeting. She returns the smile before turning to gaze into the kitchen.
The rest of his flatmates have gathered there to conversate about her imaginative mind. She wishes to be hear what they are taking about but only hears mumbles. Her anxiety spikes when they catch her and give her a smile similar to Bokuto or a gaze she has never gotten from them before. She lowers her head, twirling a loose thread around her finger.
She lifts her head for a moment as Kuroo walks over and settles next to her. "Hey." She sits awkwardly while he sinks into the couch cushions. He eyes her taking in her frame. “You sure you want to do this?" He questions earnestly.
She turns to meet his gaze. "If you don't want to-"
"Oh, we want to." He reassures, smirking as he rests his head against the couch.
Reflexively. she glances back into the kitchen, eyeing Tsukishima. “Your boyfriend also wants to.”
Feeling a light poke from Kuroo, she turns to see him point up at Tsukishima. The blonde stands with his gaze stern but his voice gentle. "Can we talk for a sec?" He extends a hand to help her off the couch. In the dimly lit hallway he squeezes her hand looking down at her through his glasses. “I talked to them.”
“Thank you,”
“I want you to enjoy yourself.” He tucks a loose braid behind her ear before raising her hand and planting a kiss.
She had always thought about. The thought of indulging with more than one person at a time, drew her in. All their attention on her. Watching her. What pleasure could she derive from that.
At first she hesitated telling him. Always shaking her head when he’d turn his head at the sound of her faint gasp, caused by her attempt to expose her desire. One evening Tsukishima corned her. A quiet evening of indulging each other’s sexual fantasies lead her to finally tell him. Straddle his lap while finally letting her thought become words.
“I just wonder what it would be like.” She excitedly uttered. His face was blank, thinking. He listened rubbing her side. The excitement was seemly not shared. As a result, the next morning she passed it off as a joke. It was not brought up again. Well, until a few weeks later anyway.
“You did what?”
“They said they would be… willing to.”
That's how she ended up here. In their surprisingly clean apartment intoxicated by the mixture of their colognes.
“The safe word is blueberry. If you can't say anything just tap somewhere three times.” She nods. Leaning down he caresses her cheek before kissing her.
Feeling his hands slip from her waist she eyes him as he props himself on a couch while she returns to her previous seat, Kuroo and Akaashi at either side of her.
Akaashi cautiously moves to cup her chin. "May I?" His eyes dart from her eyes to her lips. She nods closing her eyes as she melts into the kiss. They alternate between deep kisses and pecks. Taking mere moments to breathe and stare at each other before indulging once more. The kisses, desperate as his hand roam her body and she grips his tie to pull him closer. She spreads her legs to get him between them.
He moves down to gently kiss along her neck and shoulders. Her gaze fixed on her boyfriend as he sits back sipping a glass of red wine watching.
The man on the left quickly forces her attention to him. "Look at me." He orders before he leans in to kiss her.
Feeling hands wrap around her hips, she breaks the kiss to see Akaashi on his knees. He pulls her to the edge of the couch while Kuroo latches onto her once more. She shivers with every kiss Akaashi places along her inner thighs, spreading her legs open. She whimpers against Kuroo as Akaashi pulls down her underwear, discarding it elsewhere. She gasps gripping his hair, once he latched onto her clit.
“Can I touch you here?” Kuroo requests. She moves his hands toward her tits. Her moans muffled as he kisses her. He purposefully grazes her nipples, smirking as they kissed as she arches her back. Her orgasm came quick.
She drew heavy breathes to gather herself. Akaashi emerged from underneath her dress, sliding away towards Tsukishima.
From the other side Bokuto approached with his signature smile, lustful as he loosened his tie. His bulge evident through his trousers. He replaces Akaashi , placing his knee on the couch and laying y/n on her back, her head on Kuroo's lap. She squirms under him her eyes alternating from him unzipping his trousers and Akaashi feeding Tsukishima her cum as leaned down to kiss him.
Bokuto had girth. She gasps, when he lined his thick cock against her before slowly pushing inside.
She was drowned in pleasure as he dived into her cunt. She stared down at his cock ripped through her. Indulging in the pleasure she leaned back staring up at Kuroo. Met with a sly smirk, she gave back a drunken smile before snapping her head forward when Bokuto placed his thumb against her clit. Reflexively she reached out but was stopped by Kuroo who pinned her hands above her head. Her eyes fall on her boyfriend who is stroking Akaashi's cock, taking her over the edge, she cums on Bokuto’s cock.
She flinches when he pulled out. Palming his cock glistening with her cum before resting his tip on her clit.
***
On her knees, she settled between his legs, nuzzling into the soft carpet. Innocently, she looks up at Tsukishima tugging at his belt. With his cock out, she started slowly stroking. (Alliteration was unintended). She felt it throb as she stroked it.
The carpet under her slowly became damp as she listened to him whimper and groan with every on of her licks and strokes. She bobbed her head letting his cock hit the back of her throat as his flatmates watched palming their cocks at the sight. Tsukishima grunted gazing down at her through his glasses as she took his cock, carefully pushes her braids behind her ear before gently gripping the base of her head. He bucks his hips into her mouth. “There you go baby.” He coos as she briefly shut her eyes. Stings of his cum spurt into her mouth.
***
All she could do is stare at Tsukishima while he palmed his cock and let her moans echo through the apartment alongside her gentlemen's grunts and whimpers. She was face down against the soft couch and ass up as Akaashi fucked her from the back. Her moans were erratic. She could not keep herself silent while Akaashi repeatedly fucked into her. His flatmates stroking their cocks to her getting fucked threw her over the edge.
She came desperately trying to close her legs but Akaashi continued to ram his cock into her. "Shit- where do I- ?" he groans. "Inside."
She moaned as he came. Her eyes hooded and drool sinking into the couch as he slowly thrusted his cum deeper.
She groaned when he pulled. Catching her breathe as they watched his cum slide down her legs.
***
Laid out on the soft carpet, Bokuto fucked his thick cock into her mouth. Reaching forward to rub her clit while Kuroo abused her cunt causing her to hum at the sensation. She came twice on Kuroo's cock. Her head on a pillow, as Bokuto thrusted into her mouth, his knees at either side of her head. "Do you like that y/n?" She hums before sucking his cock again.
A flash-light on her, Akaashi sat with her phone in hand recording as Bokuto's cum slid down her cheek near her eye. Bokuto moaned slowing humping the last spurts of cum into her mouth. "Did that taste good?" Tsukishima questions as he bends down. She nods, pulling him into a kiss.
Bokuto smiles while cleaning the cum off her face as Kuroo pulled yet another orgasm out of her. He continued to fuck her as she squirted on his pelvis. Pulling out, he covered her pussy with his cum. Bucking his hips he slides his cock between her pussy, coating his cock with cum.
Tsukishima leaned down to suck his cock. Kuroo gently tugged at his blonde strands, throwing his head back.
***
Hands against the wall, Tsukishima was ramming his cock into her, Kuroo was recording and Akaashi and Bokuto were making out next to them on the couch.
"Yes. Yes. Yes." She brainlessly chanted.
"Look at her," Kuroo instructed. "Cock drunk."
Tsukishima moaned burying his head into her neck his arm around her chest and the other rubbing her sensitive clit.
"Do you want him to cum for you, y/n?" Kuroo asked. She desperately nodded to the camera.
"I need you to cum with me baby. Can you do that for me baby?"
Her moans muffled by his fingers in her mouth, she came on his cock as he rubbed her clit. "Fuck," he chanted as he pumped her full of his cum before watching as it dripped down onto the tile floor.
***
This time it was Tsukishima with her phone stroking his cock at her getting fucked by his flatmates. y/n was sitting on Kuroo's cock as he fucked up into her. Akaashi guiding her mouth over his cock. Cum messily decorated her cunt and Kuroo's pulsating cock sliding in and out of her. The white liquid even dripping down onto the carpet.
Tsukishima watched as she swallowed Akaashi's cock. Her big tits bouncing with every thrust. Attentively, watching Akaashi pulling his cum covered cock out. Holding it as the base sliding it back into her mouth and repeating the movement until she was satisfied. His hair fallen across his face staring down at y/n with a smile caressing her face.
His eyes moved down. Kuroo had his hand around her waist fucking her deceptively slow before rolling her over onto the carpet, lifting her leg and fucking his cum into her from the side with her braids all over his face. When he pulled out, Tsukishima moved in on her face.
She gave him a fucked out smile. “Was that good, Baby?”
“mmhm” She grinned at the camera.
_________________________________________
credit for banners: @inklore @roseschoices
#haikyuu#haikyuu smut#haikyuu x reader#akaashi keji x reader#tsukishima kei#bokuto koutarou#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo testuro#haikyuu!!#ao3#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — zu8her#black reader#black reader smut#x black reader#akaashi x black reader
264 notes
·
View notes
Text
£ full nelson or mating press w hq. just sumn slight to tide y'all over. enjoy!
tw: no gender specified aka dick in hole sex, cum, language, mentions of crying n breeding. unproofed n super short.
Guys who'll put you in a Full Nelson regardless of how flexible you are and fucks you so well that the burn in your hamstrings are the least of your worries; they revel in the noises they're fucking out of you, the cries of their name, and the sounds of you gushing all over them. They won't be finished until they've made a complete mess of you.
⤷ BOKUTO, ushijima, osamu, SUNA, KUROO, hinata, ATSUMU, iwaizumi, MATSUKAWA, TENDŌ
These guys are fans of the Mating Press; they fuck you with the goal of breeding you. They disregard the feeling of you clenching around them and leaving reddened streaks down their backs all for the rush of pumping their seed into you, but it doesn't stop there. They'll keep going until their cum is seeping out of your hole with every thrust, which ends in them scooping it up and shoving it back in your warm walls.
⤷ KITA, bokuto, USHIJIMA, OSAMU, semi, SAKUSA, oikawa, LEV, IWAIZUMI
© lcserlev 2022. do not repost or modify. likes and reblogs are appreciated! ♡
#I probably missed a warning#haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut#hinata shoyo x y/n#kita shinsuke x reader#kuroo tetsuro x reader#bokuto kotarou#haikyuu bokuto#suna x black reader#suna x reader#suna smut#sakusa x reader#sakusa smut#ushijima x you#ushijima smut#osamu miya x reader#atsumu x y/n#atsumu x you#iwaizumi smut#matsukawa x you#oikawa smut#minors dni#q 🦎#leaux needs help#hq hcs
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
LOVE OR LUST
pairings: ex-husband!kuroo tetsurou x fem! reader
cw: talks of resentment, slight angst, possessive, unprotected sex, sexual tension between Kuroo and reader, Kuroo being a hellish tease
tags: @dejwrites @nanaminshousewife @gabzlovesu @rinhoes @indiecursor @aasouthteranoswife @po3ticb3auty @dabilovesme @devilgirlcrybabiey @ebiharachan @the-great-himbo @sweeneyblue1 @omniuravity @icelyn20
You hated it.
Hated how he wore that smug grin across his face with such undeserved glory. Hated how he never could free you from his reins, the birth of your child holding the both
In other words, you hated your ex-husband Kuroo Tetsurou.
Now here he was, twirling his daughter in circles as the eyes of her classmates gawked shockingly. you sat amongst the other parents, each one rattling off about how great of a father Kuroo was.
He did, in fact, make the perfect father. But Kuroo made the worst husband. Arrogance ran high, the unnecessary use of sarcasm, even the priorities of work took their toll on the relationship. In your mind, divorce that once seemed like a childish joke manifested into an unforeseen reality.
However, even after the five years of separation, in Kuroo’s mind: the divorce never happened. He didn’t believe it during the council sessions with the lawyer, he didn’t believe it when he had to cough up alimony every month, and he sure as hell didn’t believe it when he woke up this very morning.
Now here he was, standing from halfway across the backyard with his eyes set on you. His stare always did make you feel small, as if you truly were the only person on earth. He’d been like this for half the party, making sure you were watching him.
Biting back the spewing rant, you stood from your spot along the wooden bench, taking lolling steps towards the man. “Kuroo…can I talk to you for a second?” you lamented into his ear. He shook his head, turning his attention back to the giddy children clawing at his leg.
“Sorry guys, no more spinning right now. Me and the miss’ have something to talk about,” Kuroo grinned, snarkily glaring back at you. You reached for his hand, leading him back into the house and straight into the bathroom.
Locking the door behind you, you leaned against the cold wood, the brisk surface nipping at the opened-back of your red sundress. Kuroo stood before you, his arms folded across his chest.
“And what’s on your pretty mind?” He chuckled, but not a fiber in your being could fall for his sly nature.
“You’re acting like everything is great. Especially when you keep referring to me as your wife, knowing damn well that–”
Before you could finish, Kuroo placed a kiss onto your lips, overtaking whatever was to leave from your lips. His hands swarmed your waist, trailing down to grip at your lower back.
Immersing into his hold, your body fell victim to his sly advances. Kuroo always knew exactly what buttons to push and what words to say to have you melting at his touch. Yet, the resentment you held for the man served as your grounding.
“Don’t do that, you’ll try to win me back like that,” you shook off, breaking the kiss. A single strand of saliva stood between your parted lips, heated pants tingling the tips of your nose.
Kuroo’s golden imbues licked about your frame, intrigued by your words. “Fine then, what did you wanna talk about?” Kuroo questioned, finally giving in to your hardened exterior. You wheedled yourself from Kuroo, settling atop of the bathroom's sink counter.
“Tetsurou…I despise you, hate you, and dare say that marrying you is becoming a regret more than ever. But I–” you trailed off, prying your crossed legs apart. Kuroo kept himself above you, lips ghosting your own.
“And if you hate me so much, Y/N…why are your legs spreading for me? Hm?” He chuckled softly, slotting himself between your legs. You placed your hand onto his chest, the faint thumps of his heart pulsing beneath your touch.
“Why? Kuroo, as much as I don’t wanna say it but…I have this unshakable lust for you. And don’t act all coy, you know this already,” you returned, the flairs of heat surfacing to your cheeks.
The tips of Kuroo’s fingers laced around your wrist, bringing your supple hand into view. “Oh I know, just like watching you struggle to say it,” he surmised, placing a kiss on the back of your hand. You drew your hand back, bracing yourself atop the counter with a forceful grip.
Kuroo was all too quick to free himself from the ash-gray slacks, sitting around his ankles as he carefully flipped your dress up. He yanked your panties to the side, the muted tan thong clinging to his digits. He peered down between both of you, the swollen head of his cock nipping at your entrance. He knew what awaited him in the few moments that were to pass, the cushy warmth of your walls, ensuring that every single roll of his hips were as smooth as silk. He wasted no time, sinking into you.
A strained mewl sang from your throat, your teeth suffering beneath the tensed clench. Merely with Kuroo fitting himself inside was enough to ruin your withholding nature. With a girth enough to stretch and heavy enough to fill, it was the perfect mix for a mind-numbing orgasm.
Kuroo breathed in the timeless sight, coaxing a shuddering whimper from his lips. His hands raced to your sides, desperately clutching at whatever he could. His hips sated you with languid drags, each one slower than the last. Again, you found yourself shrinking beneath Kuroo’s sights, only to be paired with a set of words you couldn’t anticipate for.
“Kiss me.”
You whipped your head away from his dotting eyes, flames of unease wafting about your tummy. “N-No, don’t make this the last time we do this, got it?” you griped, fighting back the moans clawing at your throat.
“Fine, but won’t you at least touch me, Y/N? I mean I’d hate for you to hurt those delicate hands of yours with that grip,” he suggested, referring to the pale appearance befalling your knuckles. You were adamant on keeping some space between you and Kuroo, but his gift for foresight never served you wrong.
Before making the attempt to move, his hands slid down to your wrists, bringing your arms to rest along his shoulders. Kuroo took the chance to close the distance, snuffing both his chest and length into you. Through the gently deep plunges of his cock, an arch had carved itself into your spine. With your senses overwhelmed, you couldn’t dare part from Kuroo’s hold, the curves of your nails etching into his back.
“Just like that, Baby. Use me, fucking use me,” Kuroo seethed, the whites of his eyes teasing the forefront. You could only gape at Kuroo, your walls fluttering around him. He’d become so lost in the moment, having his desired fill of you.
Your eyes came to a screwed shut, “What’re you doin’ to me Tetsu? You can’t keep talking like this,” you whined, burying your head within his chest. He hadn’t bothered with a response, there wasn’t a need for one. What more could be said about how the strokes of his shaft, so tender yet revoltingly addictive. Of course, that alone still couldn’t stop Kuroo from wanting to pick at your unhinged thoughts, in hopes that an incoherent confession would come to light.
“Do you think about me?” Kuroo posed to you, his voice gracing the shell of your ear. You gave him a mere shake of your head, which only allowed for him to continue pressing on.
“Y’know…when you’re all alone and use those damned toys I hate. Do you think about me, about how I can only make you feel this good. You don’t even have to lie to me, Princess…we both know you do,” Kuroo deduced cunningly.
As your mouth parted to speak, Kuroo took it upon himself to hear your voice sing a different tune. His laggard strides quicken increasingly, the pornographic clashes of skin bouncing off the walls. Your thighs were caught in a seizing hold, strangled gasps keening from out your lungs.
Kuroo gawked at the scene unfolding before him, all by his own makings at that. He knew that just off the wet pecks placed onto your cervix, the thumping veins dragging against your walls and the angle he took with his hips delivered such relief to your poor pent-up cunny.
“Shh, not so loud. Don’t want our guests to get curious, don’t you?” he hummed, bringing his hopeful kiss to you at last.
“Y/N, you know how much I love you, haven't left me since the day you said yes. It’s sad to see that I’m reduced to seeking around with you. Just take me back already,” Kuroo huffed, resting his forehead within the crook of your neck. Through the staggered breaths, you gave him the one response that was laced with possibilities, drawing in the climax of both highs.
“It’s love or lust, we’re just playing for the opposite sides, Tetsurou.”
#anime#x fem!reader#x female reader#reader insert#x black fem reader#x black reader#haikyuu kuroo#kuroo x you#kuroo imagine#kuroo smut#kuroo tetsuro x you#kuroo tetsurō#kuroo tetsurou#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo scenarios#[ ⭑—ex husbands ]
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Best friend
Fandom: Haikyuu
Pairing/starring: Kuroo Tetsuro x fem!reader
Word count: 1366
Content: Pining, soft Kuroo, some grossness (blame CAH), shyness, making out, best friends to lovers, implied smut.
A/N: This is inspired by a black card from Cards Against Humanity. It came shock last in the recent poll but I just *had* to write this and I hope you’ll like it anyways. Unbetaed.
Best friends
... Reader ...
You’ve known him since forever. A childhood friendship that has been allowed to blossom because you went to the same schools. Only in college were you forced further apart but Kuroo Tetsuro and you managed to keep in touch, relishing the moments you met up.
You can do anything together: sports, homework, chats (serious or not), silences, games...everything. You know him inside out and that’s why it probably shouldn’t have come as a surprise to you when you realized you were falling for him. Slowly but surely, your adoration for your friend has deepened, turning into longing for something more.
Something you are sure you’ll never get because Tetsuro is your friend. Your best friend.
“Oya...it’s your turn,” Tetsuro breaks through to you.
The two of you are hanging out at his place. It’s late on a Saturday night and out of boredom, you’ve pulled out Cards Against Humanity, taking turns to read out black cards for the both of you to come up with the most depraved answers. No white cards involved. It’s not needed because with just the two of you there’s no point in making it a proper game.
Picking a new card, you glance over the text in an effort to distract yourself from what you’d really been thinking about: Tetsuro.
“What don’t you want to find in your Kung Pao chicken?” you read.
“A toe,” he answers promptly, making you instantly visualize it much to your regret.
You shudder. “Eeeew!” Then you have to think for a moment, wanting to out-gross the guy. “A...tooth?”
He looks at you with disbelief before snatching the card. “I win.”
“It’s not a competition!”
“Is now after that answer ‘cause I need to teach you some things,” he grins and your insides go all warm and mushy at how pretty he is with that cocky expression.
Pulling a new card, he wriggles closer to the coffee table, resting the elbows on it and staring you deep in your eyes. “I get by with a little help from...blank.”
You know he’s hinting at something dirty. Kuroo has no problem talking about sex-related things and most of what you know you’ve learned from him chatting away. Actually, you have no personal experience on the matter apart from what you secretly do when you’re all alone. Thankfully that’s never come up.
Tampering down the heat in your cheeks, the word ‘friends’ pop out before you can think clearly again. Sure, it might be a perfect quote from the song, but it’s not as deranged as the game calls for.
“Classic,” he smiles before clearing his throat, “the female orgasm.”
Again, you have to tamper something down but this time it’s harder because you’ve just gotten a clear image of Tetsuro naked and flush against you, his fingers dancing under your panties and oh my could you use some of that.
“What? No applause?” he pouts but still takes the card.
It’s your turn to pick one and as you read it to yourself first, you swear the universe is out to get you. “How did...how did I lose my virginity?”
“Ooooh, nice one!” Kuroo savours the question before glancing to you. “You start.”
“But I picked the card!”
He shrugs. “So? Go on.”
Come on, something crazy or realistically kinky. But you’re coming up blank. “Uhm...with my first love...”
Tetsuro freezes mid movement as he’s about to take a sip of his drink. Slowly, he turns to look at you before setting the glass down. Reaching out, he takes the black card from you, studying it as if he doesn’t believe what it says and then places it too on the table.
“Serious question,” he leans back on the couch, “that answer...you’ve never had sex, have you?”
“Oh come on! Just because we’re best friends doesn’t mean I have to tell you everything I do!” You don’t know why it’s such a big deal, really. Not for you and especially not for him.
He seems to have come to the same conclusion. Shrugging, he smiles softly at you and your nerves change characteristics. Why did you have to fall for this guy? Couldn’t you just have gone out and found someone else when you first realized? But it’s too late now: you’re in love with your best friend and you can’t imagine losing your virginity to anyone else than him. It’s just never going to happen.
“Well, I’ll have to answer differently than originally planned...’with the wrong person’,” Kuroo sighs.
The answer surprises you. You’d think he’d say something kinky but this sounds so profound and full of regret.
“What do you mean?”
“The right answer is yours...I just didn’t take that risk.”
The silence is awkward for once until you decide to admit he’s right. “Well...me neither.”
“[Y/N]...have you had a first love? Or have?” You nod, feeling the heat spread from your face to your chest. “Someone I know?” You nod again, unable to hold his gaze any longer.
Your answer hangs heavily in the air and when he gets up, you half expect him to leave the room but instead he comes over to kneel next to you, lifting your face towards him with a finger under your chin. The touch sends goosebumps speeding along your limbs and a tiny sigh escapes you.
“Can I kiss you?” Tetsuro whispers, amber eyes searching your face for any sign that you want him to stop...or to continue.
It’s a small nod but he sees it. Face breaking into a bright smile, he leans in and plants his lips on yours ever so gently.
At first.
Then his hand slides along your jaw and cups your head so he can deepen the kiss. He tastes of the pop he’s been drinking. Tastes the way he smells too which is your favourite scent (as long as he doesn’t douse himself in cologne or whatever...you like him au naturel). Your hands reach for his shirt to tug him closer or maybe make sure that he’s really there and it’s not just one of your dreams. But you feel him. And it’s better than you could have imagined.
As the kiss extends, Kuroo presses himself closer to you, leaning in over the armrest. You can hear him breathe heavily through his nose and you try to do the same but still you turn dizzy and have to break away.
“Oya oya,” he almost whimpers, “I’ve dreamed of this for a long time...”
It’s hard to believe until you meet his gaze. You know him and his tells...and he’s speaking the truth.
Pulling him back for more, Tetsuro manages to skirt around the armrest. Standing between your legs, a knee resting on the seat between your thighs and his whole body curled in around you, his kisses drive you backwards into the soft cushions and he has to support himself against the back of the chair. Soon his mouth begins to wander, seeking out the tender spots beneath your ear and on your throat. Hands roam, exploring new places after soft sounds of request and permission have been exchanged.
Something ignites within you. You’ve tried it before when your own hands are at work and your mind is filled with images of your friend. This time, however, it’s much stronger.
“More,” you whimper into his hair.
He has his head buried in your cleavage but it snaps up to regard you with a burning intensity. “You sure?”
You nod.
“Say it...say what you want, please,” he is frozen in place.
You wriggle against his still hands but he refuses to budge. “I want...more...you.” You can see he understands but he still holds back, willing you to say it out loud. “I want to sleep with you. Please?”
Finally, he moves. Scooping you up in his arms, he carries you to the bedroom and lays you down gently on the bed. “Anything you want, babe.”
“I trust you.”
“I love you,” he answers, breaking open the floodgates that have held back all the emotions for so long.
“I love you too.”
His smile is dazzling but you only get to enjoy it for a moment before he busies himself again.
#Kuroo Tetsuro#Kuroo HQ#Kuroo x fem!reader#Kuroo x you#Kuroo x reader#Kuroo Tetsuro x reader#Tetsuro Kuroo#Fluff#friends to lovers#confession#fanfiction#fanfic#Haikyuu!!#HQ#writing
160 notes
·
View notes
Text
BED HEAD
kuroo tetsuro x f!reader
wc: 800
warnings: smut/18+/minors DNI, aged up husband kuroo, implied housewife reader, good ole mornin domesticity.
a/n: @smoochiesdiarie terrorized me with this a while ago and i’ve been in kuroo brainrot ever since (disclaimer: its suggestive as hell). if you catch the jennifers body reference ily. if you hate this still give it love because i wrote this in acrylics and thats a feat on its own.
It’s almost cruel how harsh the sunlight streaming through the windows is. The warmth pierces your eyelids, waking you up with a groan. You can hear your husband chuckle from the foot of the bed, rubbing your bleary eyes to find him shrugging a white dress shirt on his scratched up back.
“Morning, sleepy head,” Kuroo’s deep morning voice rasps.
You huff in response, kicking a leg out of the comforter. Goosebumps start to rise from exposing the skin to the cool air of the bedroom, leading you to swing it passively on the side of the bed to let the blood circulate through your drowsy limbs.
“I’m surprised you’re even awake this early.”
“It wasn’t of my own volition. I hate that you have to be up this early.”
“That’s the way the job works,” he sighs, moving to pick out a tie for the day.
“Stay a little longer,” you pout at him, whiny lit starting to seep into your tone.
“I wish I could, baby, I really do,” the look in the warm amber of his irises is sincere, which irritates you even more.
“Boooo,” you grumble. “Cross out the capitalist.” You wave a hand in the air in an X in his general direction. He lets out a laugh at your irritation, smiling back at you fondly.
“Oh, we’re cancelling me now, are we? You know without me we wouldn’t have this big fancy house and you wouldn’t be able to strut around in all those pretty clothes.”
“I’d wear garbage bags for the rest of my life if it meant spending more time with you in the morning.”
Kuroo walks over to the dresser by your side of the bed, placing a kiss on your forehead before putting on the cuff links he had set aside.
“You really mean that baby?”
You rest the foot you’ve been ambulating on his muscular thigh, slowly sliding it up his porcelain skin. “Mmhmm,” you say as your toes dip underneath the hem of his underwear. “So stay.”
You tug at the black fabric of his boxer briefs to bring him closer and he complies, dropping to his knees by the bed frame. He throws the comforter off you, large hands wrapping around your thighs to bring you closer to him. Your legs rest over his shoulders, the tie he had resting undone on his collar now wound over your left calf. Kuroo pushes up the old dress shirt of his you’ve been sleeping in, that trademark smirk of his returning to his face when he sees your bare pussy.
He starts off slow, morning stubble grazing your right inner thigh as he presses open mouth kisses down the length of them, inching closer to your core. He gives a your clit a quick kiss to when he reaches the junction between your thighs, looking back up at you mischievously before kissing his way up the other.
“Tetsuu-” you whine, threading your fingers through his dark locks.
He places one final kiss to the side of your knee before finally indulging you, licking a long stripe between your folds and diving right in.
He goes slow, tongue teasing the slit of your entrance but never pushing in, nose bumping against your puffy clit with each stroke. When the tip of it breaches your hole, you tighten your grip on his hair, causing him to groan into your pussy.
The vibrations of his voice have your toes curling over his shoulders, and paired with the way the wet muscle is stimulating your walls, you’re mewling in Kuroo’s arms, your grasp on his hair your tether to reality.
“Mmpph, m-more, Tetsu—, please, so close,” you beg.
He slips his tongue out of you, swiftly replacing them with his fingers, languidly pumping them in and out of you as his face hovers above your mound.
“Gonna give you more baby, gonna give you what you want. Want you to come for me all pretty, yeah?” He murmurs, wrapping his lips around your clit, tongue flicking across the bundle of nerves till your seeing stars.
You arch your back off the bed as you reach your peak, broken moans ringing through the bedroom walls as Kuroo continues to tongue fuck you through your orgasm.
He pulls away when you’ve come down from your high, the lower half of his face coated in your gossamer slick and stretched in a cheshire grin. Kuroo rises up from where he’s been kneeling, moving over your body to give you a sweet kiss. You can taste yourself on him when he presses his mouth against yours, thumb brushing against your cheek in soft circles as if to say hello.
His thumb still continues the motion when he breaks away, resting his forehead against yours as he looks into your expectant eyes.
“Still gotta go to work, baby, I’m sorry,” Kuroo breathes against your lips.
“Thank you for breakfast, though.”
thx for reading! plz don’t recc this on tiktok.
© all rights reserved JEANBEAUX 2021. please do not copy, modify or repost my work.
taglist: @aiiwa @lazyezstudy @hawksismybabydaddy @jean-prettyboy-kirschtein
join my taglist here!
#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo tetsuro x you#kuroo tetsuro smut#kuroo x reader#kuroo x you#kuroo smut#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x you#haikyuu smut#hanimehub
445 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
therhaenys
𖤝 𝑉 𝐴 𝐿 𝑌 𝑅 𝐼 𝐴 𖤝
pinktzy
Cronicas de un dolor
foulartisaninternet-blog
İsimsiz
narusuguru
the more the better
stucktomyshoe
Fishing Expert