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koutarostiddies · 2 years

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What If...? Pt. 2

Nishinoya and you are best friends and never once questioned anything about your friendship, until a series of questions ended up turning your friendship on it’s head. This will be a multi part fic since it got a bit long. In case anyone is wondering when it's not reader addressing him, I think it's less confusing reading 'Noya' instead of 'Yuu' when the sentence has 'you' in it as well. So for consistency I will do the same for the other characters.

CW: Mentions of cheating, nothing in depth. Here comes the smut. Female reader. Oral (f!receiving), penis in vagina sex, cum eating (Yuu has no qualms about it)

PT 1.

"What if we have sex?" Was this going to be a new pattern for him? Was he always going to spring these questions on you before leaving the country? You supposed it was to avoid any awkwardness if there was a rejection or if things simply didn't work out, but there was also that small chance that maybe every time he was set to leave he wanted a little bit more from you.

"Ok, but promise me it won't be weird, that it won't affect our friendship," was once again the answer you gave.

It's not like you said yes out of pity – you said yes because since he had left after your first kiss you had started to wonder how it would be if you crossed that line as well. You supposed that if it wasn’t weird after the kiss how weird could it be if you had sex?

"Promise," he smiled as he held out his pinky waiting for you to hook yours around it. As soon as you did he pulled you onto his lap. "Promise I'll make it worth it." Noya was never one to break a promise. His hands were on your hips as he dragged you over his lap. He gently peppered kisses along your neck as he bucked into you. You knew you weren’t going to leave his place without a few marks to commemorate the line you crossed that night. His hand slipped under your shirt and with practiced precision your bra had been unhooked.

“You’re quite good with your hands,” you chuckle.

“I’ve had some practice,” he looked up at you scanning your face for any sign of discomfort or regret.

“Lucky girls.”

“So are you,” he added.

Before you knew it you back hit his mattress and he was on top of you. Both of your clothes were scattered across his bedroom floor. Everything moved so quickly, barely giving you time to process just exactly what was happening. One moment you were watching a movie, then you started to kiss so you supposed that was the next logical step. But was it really; how far into this hole did you both dig yourselves into?

You didn’t know what you were expecting when it came to sex with Noya. For so much of your lives Noya was the energetic friend everyone had. He was loud, aggressive, confident and always had your back. So it wasn’t a stretch to think that during sex he’d be confident, go hard and be focused on you. But what you didn’t expect was how featherlight his touches would be. How each gentle stroke from his fingers would leave you a panting mess. How each small circle he traced onto your skin left such a searing heat in its wake. Each small kiss he planted on the bare expanse of your body fanned the flames of passion within you. You found yourself begging him to just fuck you, to skip the teasing and get on with it.

“You’ve clearly never had a partner that focused on you,” he remarked as he kissed his way in between your legs.

“Yuu, I just–I can’t wait any longer, ok?” You turned your head in embarrassment, your body taking on a very faint hint of red when you heard his chuckle. He could’ve teased you for how coy yet desperate you were at that moment. How your body trembled at his every touch, but he wanted the only sounds coming from you to be those of pleasure.

You let out a loud gasp when you felt his hot tongue press against your clit. Immediately your fingers were tightening around his hair as his lips wrapped around your hardening bud. “Shit, Yuu.” You met his intense gaze as he started to slip in a finger past your wet folds. “You’re so wet already,” he said, placing small kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“I’m pretty sure it’s because I have someone that knows what he’s doing between my legs.”

“Maybe he’s just eager to please,” he smiled up at you before slipping in another finger.

Torture. It was a mix of teasing, torture and pure bliss that whole night. You never thought of Noya in a sexual light, but you were certain that after tonight there was no way you’d ever see him in any other way. It wasn’t just how deft he was with his fingers, or how hungry and passionate his kisses were, but the moment his cock pushed past your walls you were certain you saw heaven.

Maybe it was the build up to it all, all the teasing, the orgasm denial, the little jokes in between to calm you down, but you were certain you had never cum so hard and so often in your life. He wouldn't tell you–not so soon at least that that night was the best sex he had ever had with anyone. Noya liked to tease that it was because he was so skilled but the both of you knew it was much more than that.

He stayed inside you until he softened. Truth be told he would've liked to stay in until he was hard again, but he was too sensitive for another round and from the looks of it, so were you. He pulled out at a painstakingly slow pace and watched with a faint sense of pride as a mix of your juices dripped down onto your sheets. He ran his finger along your slit, collecting the remnants that dared escape you. It was warm and slippery, the evidence of the passion you shared so tangible and on his fingers.

"Yuu?" You grew nervous with each passing second. Did he regret the encounter after he adamantly promised that it wouldn't ruin anything? He brought his finger to his lips and sucked off the cum. You began to sit up but he simply placed his hand on your chest and shook his head. "I'm not done with you," his honeyed voice helped to soothe you, yet at the same time it made something tighten in your belly once more. He pulled you closer to him, he was the predator and you his willing prey. He only smirked at you before he ran his tongue over your sweat slicked body before he came back up to capture your swollen lips in his. You tasted him on your tongue, tasted you. He didn't shy away from anything when it came to something he was passionate about. He loved your taste, loved the heady mixture of both of you on his tongue. He'd never forget your taste as long as he lived and he'd cherish every opportunity he had to have you cumming on his tongue.

Your intense session ended with something more intimate, almost loving, but that was just you being hopeful you supposed. His fingers once more traced little patterns on your hot body. You laughed once you realized he was tracing his name over your hips.

"Your mine now. I've claimed you," he partially teased.

"I've always been yours. We're inseparable, remember?" You were both toeing a dangerous line. Skirting around your feelings, in denial of what would follow–what could possibly follow.

With a quick kiss to your lips, Noya broke the spell you both found yourselves under. “Are you able to make it to the bathroom if I start a bath for you? Or do you want me to carry you bridal style to the tub?” He laughed as you rolled your eyes.

“Give me a few minutes and I think I’ll be able to make it.” You weren’t.

Noya carried you to the bathroom, teasing you about looking like a baby deer trying to stand for the first time.

“Shut up, it’s your fault. The least you could do is carry me here.” You rolled your eyes as he sat you down on the edge of the tub.

“You want me to stay and help you wash up?”

“I’m not that bad off, Yuu.”

“Whatever you say, y/n.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead and started to get up when he felt your hand on his wrist.

“Stay.” You ended up having sex once more.

The next morning you drove him to the airport. The ride wasn’t awkward, you had supposed after months of making out you had just accepted that a line was crossed and you might as well go with the flow. But in the absence of awkwardness grew something else, something more intimate.

“So when will I see you next?” You looked down at your interlocked fingers. It was getting harder and harder to say good-bye to your friend and you were beginning to think it was only you who was being plagued with the yearning that would accompany his absence.

“When I land I can always do a video call.”

“That’s not what I meant.” You hated that you were starting to sound like a girlfriend after just promising him that morning that the previous night didn’t change anything. You looked up at him as he thought it over. “Shouldn’t be too long this time. Might be my last trip; at least my last trip on my own.” He squeezed your hand before pulling you closer. “Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone. I won’t be here to carry you to the bathroom.” He laughed as you slapped his arm.

“‘m gonna miss you, Yuu.”

“Yeah, I’ll be back before you know it.” You hummed as you felt his hand move to your neck before he pulled you in for a kiss. His kiss was different, not bad nor distant, just different. There was a longing in it; it lingered on your lips as if it was going to be the only thing of his you’d be able to hold onto until he returned.

Your phone calls lessened in frequency as the holiday approached. You knew you’d at least have Golden Week off, but it was the weeks that led up to it that were driving you insane. Despite all the craziness you managed to find yourself a boyfriend, but it wasn’t the same. He wasn’t Noya. You tried to avoid the subject but Tanaka, ever the best friend to Noya, let it slip after an especially long conversation about you.

This was the shortest of Noya’s trips so far. A month after you had last talked he was back home, or rather in your apartment. He didn’t tell you, at least not right away, that he came back so soon because Tanaka had mentioned that your boyfriend had cheated on you. It was true that his first instinct was to grab Tanaka and hunt down this asshole and kick his ass, but he knew you’d be upset – mostly because you weren’t invited, so he decided against it. Besides, he wanted to spend time with you. What kind of friend would abandon someone so important to him when they needed him the most?

Noya spent the week with you. You started to piece everything together and as much as you wanted to yell at Tanaka for not minding his own business you were thankful to have Noya back. Everything went back to normal in no time. Once again you were inseparable. No one would see the one without the other and if they did immediate concern would follow. You made sure to go to all the get-togethers with your old high school friends if only to piss off Tsukki each time you and Noya kissed. No one said anything, they didn’t have to, they just waited. Everyone waited for the two of you to finally realize that it wasn’t just the kissing and sex you had both longed for.

When you were finally ready to open up to him about what happened with your ex, Noya reached for your hand and kissed it. He pulled you onto his lap and let you cry into his shoulder as he comforted you. It wasn’t long after that he sprung another big question on you.

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Pt. 3

#yeah i'm really proud of this one #haikyuu noya #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya yuu x reader #nishinoya yuu smut #nishinoya x reader smut #hq smut #haikyuu #hq writing #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #what if...?

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merry-andrews · 11 months

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Boxer!Bradley AU;

Bradley fights big matches and wins big prizes. He's one of famous ones. one night at a bar he meets Jake. He's a run-away kid looking for finding a job in this big town and a new start and it's supposed to be a casual one-night stand but morning after when Jake walks around Bradley's small kitchen, wearing Bradley's shirt and sitting on Brad when he's doing his push-ups, Bradley just gets too fond of him that he suggests Jake to stay with him until he finds his own place to live.

he's set for a big match for next couple of months and his competitor is also a good boxer with good reputation too so it's a real challenge if he can beat him. Talking about moneys and bets here which he can make a whole new life someplace else (with Jake💗 Brad's planning on to purpose him) something that he doesn't know, Jake's his competitor's lover.. and all this was a plan from start to get under Bradley's skin to get to convince him losing the match without polluting his own name. So Brad finds out somehow and they break up and while Jake truly has feelings for him, but he doesn't say a word or begs him.. he just leaves..

Brad wins the prize (Jake's heart was beating so fast he was so scared, on the edge of tears whenever Brad got hit. At the end Bradley's locking eyes with Jake while they raise his hand to announce winner) and at that same night Jake comes knocking on a moping Bradley's door, tears in his eyes when Brad pulls him in a kiss, says he's in love with Bradley and he put bets on Bradley instead of his ex-lover💗

#hangster #sereshaw #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun maverick #Bleed For This fusion #hmm and let me steal that version of Glen from Scream Queens #so yeah they're gonna go live someplace sunny and buy a house and a car and a dog and adopt kids together💗#Brad will open a gym of course #and they lived happily ever after #💕💕💕💕💕💕💕#thank you @redfurrycat all your aus posts encouraged me to make my own one💖💖💖#I'm proud of this post!! I am!!#also you bet. Brad indeed put LOTS of forces in his fists cus 'NO ONE GETS TO TOUCH AND OWN JAKE EXCEPT ME!'#its why he won? hmm maybe!!#also sitting on your husband while he's doing push ups sit ups is really really cute ok #and I just need to see this scene when Jake kisses Brad's bruises pushes his sweaty curls out of his face after the match💗#and Brad wraps him in his arms hhhnn #this ship is so cute🥺💕💕💕#au post #au posting

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