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KuroKen, KuroAlisa A/B/O - Impregnation

[(Anonymous)]

Alpha!Kuroo is encouraged to breed his omegas as being the alpha male of the pack. The omega's heats are synched up so when Kuroo goes into a rut to satisfy one, the other is set off as well.
A focus on them being bred, and the omegas getting along and trying to comfort one another while Kuroo tries his best to appease them.
Everything must be consensual.

(if you want to add omega!Yaku to the mix be my guest, you are more than welcome)

Bonus if it's cat Au because apparently I haven't sinned enough.

Iwaizumi/Kageyama

[(Anonymous)]

Iwaizumi is a good senpai who takes care of Kageyama no matter what he needs. Even in highschool when they play on opposing teams Iwaizumi is still a good senpai before and after games with his big hands and deep voice and of course his thick cock that feels so good inside Kageyama

Re: Iwaizumi/Kageyama

[(Anonymous)]

It was so good.

Ushijima/Oikawa, a/b/o dynamics, angry sex, possible dub con

[(Anonymous)]

Alpha Ushijima + Omega Oikawa

They have hate sex using whatever plot you like, and it was just supposed to be some stress relief. Oikawa was NOT supposed to be marked and Ushijima was NOT supposed to be his mate and oh god now everyone knows
1) Oikawa is an omega
2) Ushijima of all people has claimed him as his mate

If you get some angst in there too that'd be great

This Better Not Awaken Something In Me 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

A/N: This will be continued and I'm sorry I didn't use the correct format for posting fills, but I like my title and it makes it too long and awkward for posting it that way :/ ANYWAYS I hope OP enjoys the first part of this, I plan on more, filling the marking and angst later 9u9

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He was not supposed to meet him here. In fact, he was not supposed to meet him at all – ever. So why, of all times, did he have to run into the most insufferable alpha he has ever met – sans Tobio-chan. At least with Tobio-chan, he'd more than likely turn the other way in situations like this, but Ushiwaka-chan? No, of course not – their eyes had already locked and the behemoth was stalking ever so closer.

Oikawa's lower left eyelid twitched and the grip he had the medication he picked up tightened. Why, oh why, did Ushijima always find a way to get under his skin?

“Why, if it isn't Ushiwaka-chan, you've caught me at a bad time, so if you'll excuse me.”

“You're unmated.”

Oikawa's nose wrinkled at the rather blunt, and rather rude, statement. He hated this alpha so much. He had hated him in high school from the first time he had scented him – the overwhelming scent of 'alpha' was disdainful. The very least the other could do was calm his shit enough even in volleyball so betas and omegas wouldn't be intimidated as hell. Not that Oikawa had ever been intimidated by him, just annoyed and disgusted.

“I don't see a line of willing partners for you either.”

Oikawa shoved past Ushijima, holding up as much dignity as he could, despite his heat causing his lower abdominal muscles to clench and churn. He just wanted to take his suppressants and lay in bed for the rest of the day – he didn't want to deal with Ushijima who he hadn't seen for the past two years, which was a blessing, so why now? Why?

“You're resorting to suppressants? I thought you were stronger than that Oikawa.”

Oikawa's eyes narrowed, tossing a glare back at the alpha. That was really uncalled for, especially in a public place. They were in a konbini! The workers were staring. Partly because Oikawa was holding product and partly because of Ushijima's big mouth. Oikawa turned back around, stomping over to Ushijima, his lips curling in a cutthroat smile, eyes flashing like a blade as his gaze sliced over Ushijima.

“Are you offering?”

Ushijima stiffened slightly at that, his own eyes brightening with challenge. Oikawa snorted, turning away again, holding his head high. He may be an omega, but he wouldn't lower himself. “I'm not that desperate. I'll call you when I'm in the mood for something smaller than my toy, Ushiwaka-chan~”

That must have made the alpha back off, because Oikawa bought his suppressants and left the konbini without any further dealings with Ushijima. Relief settled over Oikawa as he headed to the train station. His adbomen churned, spiking his insides. He gritted his teeth, wincing as he felt a familiar wetness on his backside. Just great. Just what he needed. He'd have to sit on a train in mortification, hoping no dumbass alpha bothers him.

Unfortunately, luck decided to kick him in the balls and run. The next thing he knew, an elderly alpha was scoping him out – his cheeks flushed from either alcohol or interest – possibly both. The minute the train approached and Oikawa got up, the alpha made his move, moving to place a greedy hand over Oikawa's bottom. His hand never met as a fist met the pervert's face instead.
Oikawa's face soured. “Ushiwaka-chan.”

Ushijima stood up straight, knuckles stained a little red from the bloody nose he had created. He glanced at the now unconscious pervert before gazing at Oikaw, he said nothing but his nostrils flaring at the scent of Oikawa's heat.

“You're too late.”

Oikawa rolled his eyes, annoyed at Ushijima's assumption. “What do you know about heats? I'm perfectly fine, or I will be once you leave me alone and I get home.”

“You won't make it home.”

“Is that a threat?”

“No, it's a fact. You won't make it home before you crumple with need. Your need to mate will beat you home and by then, anyone will do. Choose me now and you won't have to embarrass yourself later.”

Oikawa scowled, his cheeks hot and pride trampled. He watched the train doors close, leaving without him as he sighed. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but Ushijima was... right. He was right, he could tell by how his body felt. He wouldn't make it far before his slick would really begin to smell and the smell would only spur on his heat and attract any willing alpha.

Oikawa reached forward, fingers digging into Ushijima's collar – proud of how he felt his fingernail clip at the skin at his throat in the process. “I still hate you, don't forget that.”

Ushijima said nothing as he guided Oikawa towards the station's little restroom. Oikawa sighed through his nose, eying the stalls. He'd had sex in more embarrassing places, so he couldn't say anything degrading about the location, but the distaste of who he was about to do this with... He glared at Ushijima who was unbuckling his pants.

“Rule no.1, no marking. You mark me and I'll rip your dick off with my ass muscles. And don't think I can't, because I can.”

Ushijima snorted, raising a petulant brow at him. “You won't.”

“Don't test me! Rule no.2 I'm on top.”

“I beg to differ, omega.”

Oikawa snarled, watching Ushijima's boxers be pulled off, revealing his wet cock, his knot already visible, only slightly. Oikawa glared up at him.

“You know what I meant, smartass. And Rule 3. No knotting, so put that thing away.”

Ushijima frowned. “But what's the point if you aren't knotted?”

“You aren't my mate, you neanderthal. Only my mate is allowed to knot my beautiful ass. Now, if you want to fuck me, I suggest you listen.”

“You're bossy, for an omega.”

“Stop calling me an omega like I'm beneath you! God, I hate you so much!”

“You are beneath me, you'll always be beneath me. The sooner you realize that, the easier this will be. You're an omega and I'm your alpha.”

Oikawa damn near howled in frustration. This is why he didn't want to and didn't like dealing with Ushijima. The guy was too blunt and aggravating. The man knew what Oikawa meant and knew what he was fucking talking about, but no, he had to be annoying on purpose. He was doing this shit on purpose!

“Just shut up and fuck me. No knotting.”

Ushijima said nothing now as Oikawa pushed him into a stall, watching the alpha sit down on the stool, watching Oikawa. A spark of arousal caused him to take off his shirt slowly, enjoying the look he received once he let it drop to the floor. He worked on his buckle, letting his pants drop, stepping out of the pooled material and over to Ushijima. He stretched his right leg over Ushijima's lap, reaching behind him to grasp Ushijima's cock, slipping a condom on as he stroked it lightly.

“Do you need to prep yourself?”

Oikawa panted as his hand moved rougher against Ushijima's prick, enjoying the feel of his precum dribbling onto his hand.

“Mm...no. I'm already wet enough.”

And only getting wetter, but he wouldn't admit to that. Instead, he took firm hold of Ushijima, steadying himself with his opposite hand on Ushijima's shoulder as he lowered himself down. His mouth fell open in relief and pleasure as the penetration filled a desperate feeling that had needed stroked. He moved slowly, lowering his hips and raising them back up in a familiar thrust. He moaned, his eyes flickering shut only to open slightly to glance at Ushijima through his lashes.

“Are you uncomfortable like that?”

“Just enjoy this, because this,” he lowered down, rotating his hips along the way. “won't be happening again.”

Ushijima groaned, his own hips raising to meet Oikawa's, his knot growing a little more with the excitement. Oikawa scowled, noting he wouldn't be able to take in all of Ushiwaka without getting knotted. He wondered if the man knew that, planned it that way. Oikawa jerked when he felt hands suddenly grip the back of his thighs, gravity shifting around him as he was suddenly pulled up, his hips lowering completely, sheathing Ushijima's cock completely.

“Haa – you asshole! I told you no knotti-INggh!”

Oikawa lost all words as Ushijima was now helping him bounce in his lap, their hips knocking together as they pounded against one and other. Oikawa panted frantically as his heat spiked and churned inside of him. He wanted Ushijima's knot, he needed it. Even though he also didn't want it, his body was betraying him as he kept his thrusts low, his hole clenching around the bulb, teasing it and coaxing it. Ushijima groaned as well, kissing the back of Oikawa's neck. Oikawa snarled and jerked his head away, tossing a glare over his shoulder.

Rule number one was the most important one.

Ushijima groaned as his hips pumped up, his knot growing now freely, filling to full size inside of Oikawa who chirped and yipped at the sensation, his body convulsing and ass squeezing. Slick dribbled out desperately as Oikawa's hole stretched for that knot until it popped inside, closing around it. Oikawa panted as he leaned forward, his head hitting the cold metal of the stall door as Ushijima's hands kneaded his hips. Both were still as Oikawa adjusted to being knotted.

“Can I move now?”

Oikawa heaved a breath before giving a curt nod, and then his whole world was rocked.

The knot pounded against his hole with every thrust – his opening unrelenting and not allowing it to escape, keeping them locked close, keeping Oikawa plugged in hopes of impregnation. Oikawa snorted mentally at the mere thought. But his mind was wiped blank when Ushijima kept thrusting just like that.

“Yes!!” yesyesyes The steady thrusts felt so good and the itch that had needed to be scratched was finally being treated, causing ripples of pleasure to course through him, his own body responding to each thrust with its own – the wet sounds of their sex ricocheting off the small stall, their heavy breaths joining the sounds. Oikawa growled as he rotated his hips.

“Come already!”

Ushijima's hands gripped against his hips harder, his hips slamming home as he came. The knot pulsated inside of Oikawa, making him yelp. The sensation of it shrinking made him shudder, his hole deflating along with it and finally, Ushijima slipped out of him. Oikawa swallowed around a gasp, his body moving on autopilot as he peeled himself off of Ushijima. His body trembled as he picked up his clothes.

That... had been better than he expected. A whole lot better.

Perhaps Ushijima was good for something. He picked up Ushijma's pants, rooting through the pocket for his cell, sending a text message to himself for Ushijima's number. Ushijima merely watched him, saying nothing as he pulled off the condom and trashed it before taking his pants and cell from Oikawa. The two of them stared at each other for a moment longer before Oikawa pulled on his clothes and caught the next train home.

As he sat on the train, he felt for his phone in his pocket, pulling it out and gazing at the number on the text he had sent. He saved the contact under 'Ushiwaka'. He eyed the name, nose wrinkling in disgust at what had just transpired. Oh well, at least he had a back up to his knotting toys now. Though he doubt he'd get that desperate again. It wasn't like he unleashed something inside of him by doing this.

Yeah right.

KageHina: a/b/o Lactation

[(Anonymous)]

Hinata is an omega and grows boobs + lactates once a month; Kageyama is an alpha and obsessed with Hinata's books, even though Hinata's insecure. It's painful for Hinata to lactate and Kageyama milks him. It's a sensual, bonding experience. Lots of comfort please! Gentle sex afterward optional but an awesome bonus!

Re: KageHina: a/b/o Lactation

[(Anonymous)]

the mood is a little different from what op wanted, sorry! but I hope someone still enjoys this! <3
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The first time it happens is over the summer between Hinata's first and second year of Karasuno. His chest swells slightly, small mounds accompanying sensitive puffy nipples and- much to his horror- a few drops of liquid soaking into his shirt every day. It's a bit sore and overwhelmingly embarrassing, but it only lasts 3 days or so. His mom says this will happen monthly, and will probably be worse than the first time, buying him a small pump to alleviate the pressure when needed. It's natural, he knows it happens to most omegas and since it doesn't last nearly as long or feel nearly as bad as the annual heats, he doesn't worry about it.

It's when he goes back to school that his problems truly begin. Wearing a bra for the first time in public is embarrassing, but other boys have to do it too so Hinata doesn't feel too weird. It's just- no matter how many times he uses that damn pump, he's always leaking though to his shirt. It's no longer the few drops that accompanied the first swelling of his chest, Hinata's modest chest produces a cup or more by the end of each day.

By the 4th month, he's tried extra padded bras, lined ones, everything. Still, he gets those embarrassing stains. At least it bothers him less during practice, he's taken to wearing black shirts only on his boobie days, as he likes to call them. Unfortunately, the movement and jumping around during his favorite time of the day causes even more soreness and even more leakage. It's less noticeable the more he sweats, so Hinata tends to push himself more than necessary.

Self conscious and goal driven, he doesn't notice The Kageyama Effect until it's too late.

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"Kageyama! Another!!" Hinata calls from across the court, and Kageyama wishes he would just stop calling for tosses and go home already. The ball arcs perfectly from Kageyama's fingertips and Hinata jumps again. Kageyama's nostrils flare when he hits the ground, another fresh wave of Hinata's sweetest scent making his jaw clench.

Kageyama loves that smell. He wants to follow Hinata around all day, steal his shirts, drop to his knees and bury his face in Hinata's soft wet breasts-

"BAKAGEYAMA IM TALKING TO YOU, QUIT STARING AND GIVE ME ANOTHER TOSS!" Hinata brings him back to reality quickly. His flushed face is now red with embarrassment, as he crosses his arms over his chest protectively.

Kageyama's face explodes with color and he quickly sets another ball, swallowing down a defensive yell in return. What is he going to say- that he wasn't staring? He's been staring for weeks, that was just the first time Hinata noticed. Kageyama can't help it. He loves milk. He loves Hinata's breasts.

The problem is only getting worse though, by the time their ridiculously late practice is over the whole gym is going to be permeated by Hinata's delicious smell and Kageyama is going to be dead probably.

Just then Hinata makes things a whole lot worse by groaning and clutching at his chest.

"Alright, practice over." He moans, turning and heading straight to the locker rooms, Kageyama's mishap apparently forgotten.

Kageyama doesn't follow him. He can't. He slowly puts things away instead, body moving in stilted automatic motions. He knows what Hinata is going for, that small pump in his locker, to take to the showers and pump his cute round breasts until it's full and then dump it all down the drain, the worlds most tragic waste-

His feet move before he realizes, slowly carrying him through the empty gym and into the locker room. He can smell Hinata, Hinata's sweet milk, and- distress?

"Hinata-? Dumbass, you don't have to stay for late practice every day, you're gonna hurt your…self…" Kageyama trails off quietly as he enters, seeing Hinata's clothes scattered about the floor, his locker still open from where he must have grabbed his contraption. The showers are on and the sharp alarming scent of distress grows as something clatters to the floor.

"Hinata?"

The water turns off and there's a small sniffle. Kageyama crosses to the showers, arousal having been dropped for concern instantly. Hinata sits, hunched over, hands kneading at his chest.

"-hurts so bad- m-my pump broke, I don't know-" He looks miserable, a shudder running up his spine. Kageyama is at a loss.

"Hinata what can I- would the nurses office-?" It's closed but he would break in for Hinata, he'll do literally anything to get Hinata to stop feeling this way, he'll-

"-hurts so bad-" the orange hair boy chokes on a sob. "I can't just squeeze it out, Kageyama, it hurts-" Hinata looks up at him pleadingly and something in Kageyama breaks. He tries so very hard to never even think the words 'my omega' when dealing with Hinata but this is all too much. This is his omega, and he is in pain, and he needs relief, now.

He drops to his knees on the wet tile floor, hands reaching for Hinata, grasping him firmly around the ribcage. Hinata's hands move from his own chest to Kageyama's shoulders, giving the taller boy perfect access.

Latching on to one of Hinata's pink swollen nipples with his mouth is the easiest decision Kageyama's ever made. Hinata gasps, hand coming up to the back of his head, clutching him to his chest as if the alpha would even think of pulling away at that first real taste he gets of Hinata's milk. Inhaling sharply through his nose, Kageyama's mouth is quickly filled and he swallows, unable to resist a small moan. But this isn't for him, this is for Hinata and Hinata's comfort, first and foremost.

He sucks again, dragging his tongue across that pink, swollen nipple, hand gently massaging Hinata's soft breast. Kageyama sucks 3 full mouthfuls of Hinata's sweet nectar before switching to the other breast. His cock has never been harder, but he tries to ignore that for now.


Hinata has never imagined that anything to do with this horrible, mortifying monthly experience could make him feel this good. His back arcs sharply, pushing his boobs further into Kageyama's face. His alpha is helping him, releasing calming pheromones along with a deep musk of arousal that Hinata wants to fucking roll in. Whimpers and pleas pour from his lips, echoing off the shower's walls.

"-K-Kage- yama-! Feels so good, oh god it feels /so good/, thank you, /thank/ you-" He practically sobs his relief. "So much better it's so much better- keep going please don't stop, /please/ don- don't stop-!" His face is flushed as red as it could go, as he clings to the taller boy, hearing him swallow, and oh god, is Kageyama really okay with this??? Drinking from Hinata's weird temporary titties as a favor??? Hinata groans, he can't stop feeling embarrassed, he can't stop the tears running down his cheeks, and worst of all he can't stop his cock from filling out with blood from the stimulation. Arousal pours off the both of them in waves, Hinata feels better that he isn't the only one at least.

Once Hinata stops putting off sharp scents of pain and distress and starts oozing pleasure instead, Kageyama is in heaven. Hinata's milk is easily the best kind he's ever tasted, every box of milk after this is going to be slightly disappointing. Sweet and rich and straight from his favorite person, he could drink gallons of the stuff. Hinata's words encourage and embarrass him, Kageyama wonders when and if he should stop.

After a few minutes they both slow down, relax a little, with nothing but Hinata's breathless pants and the soft wet sucking and swallowing of his alpha slowly milking him.

"Thank you- Kageyama- feels so much better-" Hinata breathes, closing his eyes and reveling in how good it feels. Using the pump /hurts/. This way mostly feels good, the gentle soreness of suction on his sensitive nipples being overwhelmed how good Kageyama's soothing tongue feels, his large hands holding Hinata steady. The pheromones are a plus too, both soothing and dizzying.

Kageyama only pulls away once he isn't getting any more. His stomach is weirdly full, his knees hurt, his erection aches. Heaven.

He looks nervously up at Hinata just in time for the omega to lean over and press a kiss to his swollen lips.

Iwaizumi/Oikawa, watersports

[(Anonymous)]

Oikawa wants to watch Iwaizumi piss himself in lace-band panties, and to his utter surprise Iwaizumi goes with it. Bonus for Iwaizumi being turned on by dressing in lacey ladies undies. Please and thanks.

Iwaizumi/Oikawa, insecurity, comfort, body worship

[(Anonymous)]

Oikawa gains just a few pounds but is freaking out about it, but Iwaizumi is there to calm him down and comfort him.

FILL: new york eyes, chicago thighs (IwaOi, body worship, mirror sex, no warnings) (1/2)

[(Anonymous)]

THIS MIGHT NOT BE WHAT YOU WANTED ANON AND THIS IS MY FIRST HAIKYUU FIC AND I'M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING OKAY /sobs also it's some nebulous maybe post-college AU where they live together

In the end, it's really not that noticeable unless you look at Oikawa as much as Iwaizumi does. He's just- softer. Less defined, thighs perhaps with just a bit less space between than before, stomach a little more plush. It's not something Iwaizumi really minds looking at, either. Even though defined abs and muscular thighs are all very well, it's still Oikawa. Still his Oikawa.

No, what really bothers him is the way Oikawa looks at himself, his gaze a harsh caliper, criticism that doesn't even need to be spoken to say volumes. Iwaizumi is maybe one of the only people who knows how Oikawa really feels about himself, the gnaw to do well, to be well, to keep that attractive and competent facade up so that it's all anyone ever sees, ever. All the insecurity locked up in a box at the back of his head where it can be overlooked- even when it's locked in a broken box. Even when it's seeping out and poisoning everything else. Even when the facade is so important it's all Oikawa has left.

Well, he also knows when a good slap upside the head will help, proverbial or not.

After being caught at it a couple of times, Oikawa's been avoiding the sort of looking in the mirror that's really a critical analysis of every new softness and how weak it makes him. Whether Oikawa avoids doing it in front of Iwaizumi because he knows he'll be upbraided for it and he's avoiding that conversation or because he's afraid Iwaizumi might agree with how disgusting he is isn't clear.

What is clear is that when Iwaizumi come home from his job a little bit earlier than usual, the full length mirror has been manhandled out of the closet and into the middle of the bedroom. Oikawa is in front of it, and he is also naked. Usually coming home to Oikawa naked is an invitation to something exciting. But not this time, not with the look in his eyes. Not with the way that he's turning back and forth like he can't find an angle that doesn't disgust him.

The look on his face when he catches his boyfriend's look in the mirror is part shock and part guilt, and the disgust is still a smouldering current under both those emotions.

For a bare second nobody moves.

Kyoutani/Iwaizumi, topping from the bottom

[(Anonymous)]

Kyoutani says he'll do anything Iwaizumi asks of him in bed.

Iwaizumi asks Kyoutani to fuck him.

bonus points if Kyoutani is flustered about it at first but also wants to try his hardest to please Iwaizumi as much as possible.

KuroKen, Dirty talking

[(Anonymous)]

Kuroo and Kenma are in an established relationship. Whenever they are at practice, Kenma has a habit of quietly, and completely deadpan, telling Kuroo all the dirty things he wants to do to him. This never fails to make Kuroo flustered as hell. He tried to explain to his teammates that that's why he sometimes has trouble focusing in practice, but NO ONE BELIEVES HIM, like seriously, Kenma? Shy, sweet little Kenma? Yeah right, Kuroo. Meanwhile Kuroo is ready to rip his hair out and Kenma is just standing in the background smirking like the little shit he is.

Bonus points if after practice Kenma follows through on all the stuff he said to Kuroo.

A MILLION bonus points and my eternal love for Top!Kenma.

Iwaizumi/Kyoutani, trans Iwa

[(Anonymous)]

Smut please!

The challenges Kyoutani gives continue in to the bedroom. How many consecutive orgasms can Iwaizumi take?

KageHina: orgasm denial

[(Anonymous)]

Kageyama is a demanding, bossy, control freak on the court and in bed. He gets off of telling Hinata when to come.

Make this as dirty as possible, with mouthy power bottom Hinata.

DaiSuga: Top! Suga

[(Anonymous)]

...that's it, that's the prompt.
I'd kind of prefer happy/fun sexy times as opposed to angst or drama, but I will literally take anything please.

FILL:Switching (Sugawara Koushi/Sawamura Daichi) (1/2)

[(Anonymous)]

(Sorry if this is a bit too long/different from what you expected; I'll admit I had a lot of fun with it. I ended up making this using Daichi's point of view. Also sorry if the English is odd at times, I'm not a native speaker! I hope you'll still enjoy it :) )

Sugawara's room was a perfect representation of its owner, Daichi had decided. It was simple, without extravagant designs or oddities, yet also warm and welcoming. It was always nice to just hang out in there, it felt relaxing to just let loose with his friend-recently-turned-lover.

Well, it felt relaxing until he felt a finger jam in his side ; with the way it dug in his flesh, he would be surprised if it didn't bruise some. His mind had started to wander as he got deep on thoughts about...What was it again ? Well, nothing important. Or at least nothing more important than the owner of the offending finger, as he'd just been reminded. Suga was giving him one of those grins of his, apparently amused at the very undignified noise that had escaped Daichi's lips.

The hint of a blush crept on Daichi's cheeks as he muttered something that sounded like a small sorry. He finally turned his full attention to his friend (boyfriend ? Maybe ? Daichi didn't really know). They were meant to study together, though they both knew it wouldn't last long. They both had good grades anyway, so this study session was not especially needed ; they just wanted to spend time together.

And Suga was making what he wanted a bit more clear right now, as he had slowly but surely gotten closer to Daichi. He was pretty sure the smaller man wasn't sitting with his legs touching his a minute ago after all. And that smile had shifted a little ; it was a subtle change really ; his smile itself was slightly less wide, while his eyes softened and darkened a little, his pupils widening. The expression was softer overall but the new intensity in the way Suga looked at him made it also a little more scary ; almost predatory, though Daichi knew Suga would never hurt him (or at least not willingly. He was a bit violent in the way he expressed his love sometimes, but it was mostly a lack of understanding his own strength).

Daichi was far from dumb, and he knew his… Suga well. Well enough to be able to tell exactly what he was hoping for ; they'd done that kind of stuff before, and it was a lot of fun to watch the other man squirm and come undone under him, so he couldn't say he wasn't interested. He was very interested as a matter of fact, something he liked to blame on his hormones as a young adult.

His mind was starting to wander again, though this time it was more impure thoughts- mostly about the way Suga's breath hitched when he touched just the right spots, the way his face flushed, his muscles trembled under his care. Once again the other man had to grab his attention, though this time it was much more pleasant, as he could feel a pair of slightly chapped lips pressing against his own. Snapping out of it, Daichi's hands reached up to pull the other closer, finding himself wanting more contact. Their kisses were always a little awkward at first ; they'd gotten better, they didn't knock their teeth awkwardly against the other's, but it still wasn't quite perfect yet. Still, it was very nice.

Their kissing was always something that started as soft and sort of lazy, nice and slow, just like Daichi liked it really. It often evolved in something more passionate subtly, getting there slowly but surely. Today was different though, as Daichi found himself pressed against Suga's bed- when did he get there ?

The other man was towering over him, standing with merely one knee on the bed- right in between Daichi's legs. It was odd to see the other taller than him for once, but pleasant. It was funny how everything seemed pleasant when he was around the other man, and he had to wonder if it was just his crush (love?) for the other talking or if Suga was just that amazing.

That pleasant feeling didn't last much though ; Suga leaned in seductively to give him a kiss, only it seemed he was a little too eager ; there was the first knock of teeth against teeth in a while, the flesh of Daichi's lips trapped in between, making for a very unpleasant, painful feeling. As he recoiled from the impact, Daichi's head bumped against the wall behind him. Suga stared at him, this time his eyes wide with worry.

“Daichi are you okay ?”

It was his fault, kind of, but well. Once the dull pain vanished from his head, Daichi looked back at Suga with a small smile, which apparently was contagious as Suga himself couldn't refrain an amused grin. Soon enough both men broke out into full out laughter, feeling both a little sorry about their lack of experience- but also highly amused at how terrible they were at this whole thing.

“What were you even trying to do?”

Once the laughs had subdued a little, Daichi had pulled Suga so he'd be on his lap, a knee on each sides of his legs, as he wrapped an arm around his waist securely.

“Taking the lead. I'm a man too you know, I like to be in charge once in a while.”

Oh.

While he was still smiling, Daichi was also giving him a slightly puzzled look. Was he not satisfied with the way things were? He'd voice it if he were unhappy right? Then again, he'd just expressed it right now. With a tiny bit of a pout. Which was adorable and made Daichi want to kiss him again, though more carefully this time to avoid the previous blunder. But Suga wanted to talk so he refrained from it all, looking more serious now.

“Would you mind if we switched things up a bit? We've done it a certain way before and I'd like to try it my way to see. I mean, you're the captain, you're always in charge of everything, wouldn't it be good for you to relax and let me take the lead once in a while?”

That blush was most adorable on Suga's face, and Daichi, despite his hesitations found himself nodding. He trusted the man currently sitting on his lap to take care of him, even if it seemed a little strange when he said it like that. And probably embarrassing for him to admit when he'd tried a smooth approach before. Then again, it seemed smooth wasn't exactly how they did things, judging by their previous attempt at kissing.


The atmosphere around them had changed, and it was back to a more romantic one, sort of; Suga leaned in again, this time with much less force, successfully kissing Daichi. Without it being painful or awkward, it was just right somehow. Which was a very, very nice change, as Daichi's lips were still somewhat sore; the way Suga's slid effortlessly against his made it all better, as cheesy as it sounded.

Still Daichi felt oddly nervous; it wasn't the first time they did the do like that, but it would be different. He could think of many things that were odd about it, and he'd never thought about them beforehand. Like the fact things were meant to come out of a specific place, not inside it, and Suga often needed a lot of time to relax and be able to take it all, and would it even fit? It was pretty intimidating.

He didn't know he was so easily distracted from the task at hand, as he found himself facing a frown. Suga's hands were on both his cheeks, holding his face so he couldn't look away.

“If you don't want to do it, tell me, but don't space out on me while we're making out.”
“Sorry. I just realised how nerves-wracking it probably was for you the first time.”
That earned him a small click of the tongue; apparently not the right answer.
Suga's face turned into a different type of stern frown, as he deepened his voice.
“Daichi! Don't go in that mode where you over-think things!”
While Suga's attempts at impersonating Daichi was terrible, it did work like intended, making Daichi himself crack up.
“Don't use my own words on me!”
That said, they both smiled at each other's again, Suga's hands finding their way under the captain's shirt. Might as well enjoy it; Daichi carefully leaned back, closing his eyes but not letting his mind wander too much, instead focusing on what he was feeling. Suga's hands were smaller than his, his fingers longer and thinner; still they held some strength. They were slightly cold, sending a shiver up his spine as their calloused tip ran lightly along his hot skin. It seemed all the kissing did manage to make his body react, even if his mind had been drifting; he just noticed then how into it he was getting.

Suga's hands were precise in what they were doing, tracing around his abs gently but firmly, the cold slowly fading as they warmed up. Opening his eyes a little, Daichi couldn't help but blush at the look of concentration and adoration the other man had for him; completely focused on the task at hand.

He had to admit it was pretty relaxing to just lay back and let the other do his things, despite his wish to touch him more. He removed his shirt at least, wiggling a little to get out of it so his lover would have a better access to whatever it was he wanted to touch there. Which he didn't fail to do, slowly leaning closer, his hands still stroking around Daichi's abs as his mouth went to his neck.

The kisses were nice and soft, but then came some odd wet and sloppy ones that felt odd- sending a different type of shiver up Daichi's spine as his nose scrunched up slightly. He wasn't too sure of what Suga was trying to do right now but it didn't feel too nice. Now there was a stinging sensation and- oh.

“Are you trying to give me hickeys?”
“I'm succeeding in giving you hickeys!”

There was some sort of pride in his voice there. If he weren't already quite flushed at the whole idea of having his boyfriend(?) all over him, he'd probably blush.

“We are dating right? You're my boyfriend?”
At that Suga stopped his (now more enjoyable, Daichi had to admit) kissing to look at him, giving him an odd look.
“Yes, we are. Was now really a good time to start discussing it?”

No, no it wasn't. Daichi merely gave him a small sorry smile before pulling at his shirt, wanting his share of eye-candy. Now that they both were in the same state of undress, things got a little more interesting to the young man, who couldn't refrain from reaching to stroke the other's back with his hands. Suga, despite being smaller than him, was still pretty nicely built, with just the right amount of muscles in the right place to make him, put bluntly, incredibly sexy. At least in Daichi's mind.

The fact he could feel his skin- which was just as hot as his- flush against his chest and stomach as Suga went back to his neck, kissing and- wait were those teeth- biting, apparently, was already pretty arousing in itself.
That was not counting on Suga suddenly rolling his hips against him; he'd probably felt his interest through their pants and had every intention on using it, earning himself a small, muffled moan. He'd moved on to his ear, licking, biting and kissing, making odd noises and earning himself a bit of a laugh as it admittedly tickled.

“Daichi, you're really ruining my image as a sexy dominant male by laughing at me.”
He could hear the pout in the other's voice, having a hard time not laughing at him again.
“My bad, you just tickled me is all.”
That said Daichi's hands found their way lower, groping at a part of the other man's anatomy he really liked. A lot. Suga's behind was a thing to marvel at in his mind, as it was firm and still round and just the nicest thing ever right now.
Apparently the message had gone through as the other man started to shift his hips a little more, grinding down on Daichi's very obvious erection, giving him small jolts of pleasure with each small thrust. He could feel a small smirk against his skin. Suga was obviously enjoying his teasing, knowing full well how much he was craving for more.
Finally, the smaller man decided to shift off the other, helping him lie down more comfortably on the bed before making himself more comfortable as well, kicking off his shorts alongside his boxers, not really caring about where they'd hand. Daichi stiffened a little when the same happened to his own clothes, remembering suddenly who was going to be on the receiving end. Not that he was against it, just… apprehensive. And he'd almost forgotten about that. Just relax and let Suga handle it, right? Suga was good at handling things.

As a matter of fact Suga had found a new thing to handle, something that was stiff, pointing at him and a little red. He definitely was good at handling things as Daichi bucked up a little, letting out a small moan and just closing his eyes. The apprehension was still there but fading a little as waves of pleasure washed over him, Suga's hands on his cock, doing a wonderful job at bringing him joy.

Daichi was just losing himself in the nice feeling of laying back and letting his boyfriend (for real now, he'd made sure of it) give him a wonderful handjob. It was funny how much more smoothly things went when he let the other take charge. He lost himself so much he failed to notice one hand had left him to fidget with a small bottle of lube.

He only really noticed when something wet and cold went against a now very clenched part of his anatomy. He'd even let out a small yelp, opening his eyes quickly.
“That's cold, warn me next time!”
He'd used his dad voice somehow, which had surprised Suga but brought one of those grins on his face as he held back a few chuckles.

Oikawa/Yamaguchi, daddy kink, begging

[(Anonymous)]

That's it, basically. Bonus points for some humiliation, with Yama loving it.

Re: Oikawa/Yamaguchi, daddy kink, begging

[(Anonymous)]

fuckin seconded!!

Matsukawa/Hanamaki, stoned sex

[(Anonymous)]

Matsukawa and Hanamaki have slow, lazy sex while high, full of affection and some kind of banter. Bonus for shotgunning and/or Matsukawa giving Hanamaki a blowjob.

LevHina

[(Anonymous)]

Both Hinata and Lev are touch starved, wanting more and more attention from each other until they're fucking each other to incoherence. Praise, body worship, biting, scratching, handsy sex preferred.

Terushima/Daichi, locker sex

[(Anonymous)]

They fuck and it's quick and dirty

KageHinaLev: double penetration

[(Anonymous)]

The title is the prompt: Kageyama and Lev both penetrate Hinata, and tender after-care is a must.

kindaichi/kunimi, kissing booth

[(Anonymous)]

"any kinkuni, for the love of god" is probably a really unhelpful prompt, so: seijou vbc set up a kissing booth for the culture festival, and it surprises everybody (including oikawa, indignant) when it turns out that kunimi's slow lazy kisses are filling the money jar the fastest.

kindaichi feels A Thing about this, and I guess there's only one way to deal with it: total avoidance until your terrible senpai stuff the jar and push you next up in kunimi's kissing booth line.

Kageyama/Hinata, watersports

[(Anonymous)]

I need some KageHina watersports. Bonus points for masturbation (someone masturbates while thinking about it, while watching, gets caught masturbating, I don't care, go crazy).

I don't care who does the peeing, but if they fuck, no top!Hinata please.

Please and thank you!!

Oikawa/Iwaizumi, hard d/s, oiiwa, humiliation

[(Anonymous)]

Basically I just need a lot of bottom!Iwaizumi. If Oikawa could talk down to him (also, dirty talk), and humiliate him until he's flustered and red and shaking. He's tied up and helpless as Oikawa leers at him. Bonus points if you can add in choking, spitting, and Iwaizumi has to eat cum.

oikawa/iwaizumi, college oikawa + seijoh iwaizumi

[(Anonymous)]

somehow, oikawa ends up face to face with iwaizumi's younger, high school self. oikawa is in university and absolutely tickled by how cute his iwa-chan was when they were younger, and he wants nothing more than to eat him up

so he does. top oikawa showing bottom iwaizumi exactly how well he knows his body in the future, presses all the right buttons and makes iwaizumi feel as good as possible. as many times as possible.

KageHIna: Stripping

[(Anonymous)]

Hinata likes showing off, and he puts on a strip tease for Kageyama, who loves it, despite Hinata not being particularly sexy about it. Cue Kageyama guiding Hinata on being appropriately sexy.

Oikawa

[(Anonymous)]

Oikawa STD scare and testing

Re: Oikawa

[hqkink_mod]

Hello,

Could you please format the subject header according to the rules please? Thanks!

Bottom Kuroo and/or Bokuto (kurotsuki/bokuaka/kurotsukibokuaka)

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I always see Bokuto and Kuroo topping and I would absolutely kill for them to be total bottoms. Whether they kind of have to be talked into it (and then REALLY enjoy it) or if they're just total power bottoms at heart -- I'm up for anything !!

It can be either Kuroo or Bokuto or both of them honestly whatever you feel like !!

Bonus points for:
+ barebacking
+ general cumplay (I fucking LOVE snowballing lol, uhm eating it out just.... Cumplay......)
+ D/S undertones
+ spitting in mouthes
+ asphyxiation lol......
+ sloppy make outs

I really like consent like anything non con freaks me out so none of that please... Maybe light dub con but all around I just want everyone to have a good time lol...

Tanaka Ryuunosuke/ Nishinoya Yuu, drunk sex (morning after)

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Tanaka and Nishinoya wake up naked in bed together, realize slowly that frottage and handjobs may have been had. They freak out, accept it, then make out -- no objections to it escalating into a sober round two. :)

Shirabu/Ushijima, pre-stuffed(?)

[(Anonymous)]

Ushiwaka meets Shirabu at a club and discovers that Shirabu already has a dildo inside of him. What happens next is up to the author