hqkink | Prompt Post #1 [OPEN]

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(I'm so very sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted, anon. I'm sorry in general for everything.)

Iwaizumi makes another choked off sound at the back of his throat and his whole body shudders so hard Kageyama can feel it in his lips, resonating through that single point of contact. It's probably Kageyama's name; he keeps trying to say Kageyama's name, but when he's actually managed (only twice) the final syllable tapered off into a breathless groan. It's kind of nice to hear it like that, though: kind of helpless and shaky, no lilting honourifics. Iwaizumi doesn't talk much at all and so far he doesn't touch back either, but he makes a lot more noise than Oikawa ever has.

Kageyama pulls back with a wet slurping noise, just far enough that a glistening string of spit still briefly links his chin with Iwaizumi's straining cock. "Senpai," he says slowly, lifting his eyes to Iwaizumi's dark flushed face. "It's fine, you can--"

Iwaizumi's eyelids snap open and his pupils contract with alarm, so Kageyama stops talking, just in case Iwaizumi tries to stop him again. Instead he licks his swollen lips and holds Iwaizumi's gaze while he slowly leans forward again, then presses the tip of his tongue to the head of Iwaizumi's cock, just a brief flicker of pressure against the bitter bead of moisture at his slit. Iwaizumi's mouth drops open, then closes again, his jaw working uselessly while his naked thighs shiver from the effort of holding himself back. He still looks a little lost, a permanent frown pinching his brow, like he can't piece together the sequence of events that lead him to this moment--but he likes it too much to stop. Kageyama knows he likes it because Kageyama's very, very good at this. He's learned his lessons well.

"Hmm," Kageyama hums in lieu of finishing his sentence, closing his wet mouth around Iwaizumi again while he watches his eyes squeezing shut. The vibration should feel very good, and it's important that Iwaizumi feels good. Iwaizumi is biting his lip so hard it's gone white between his teeth and Kageyama likes that, too. He likes the way Iwaizumi's cock is twitching in his mouth so he takes the whole thing in, pushes forward until his nose is buried in a curly thatch of hair and the back of his throat is fluttering a little desperately. His eyes begin to burn but he doesn't gag--he's good at this, he hardly gags at all anymore, not even when Iwaizumi's hips jerk forward hard enough to hurt. Kageyama rolls with it, hollows his cheeks and sucks until he can feel the moment Iwaizumi gives in, and then he takes Iwaizumi's clenched fist and places it on top of his own head, so Iwaizumi can pull on Kageyama's hair when he begins to thrust on instinct, blind and erratic, fucking into Kageyama's waiting mouth.

He could tell from the flustered protests that Iwaizumi's never done this before, never had this done to him before, that for whatever labyrinth of private reasons Oikawa's never dared to lay a finger on his precious Iwa-chan before--so it hardly takes any time at all before it's over. Iwaizumi's moan stutters and skips into a rising pitch and then his hands are suddenly too tight, he's pulling hard enough that Kageyama can't help but wince in pain, but it's fine because right after that he goes still and he comes in a hot rush into Kageyama's mouth.

Kageyama swallows it all and he doesn't even cough. Oikawa always hated it when he coughed. Afterward, when Iwaizumi is leaning back against the wall too limp and dazed to do anything about it, Kageyama licks his dick clean too, gently, mindful of its sensitivity. Iwaizumi's cheeks are red and his eyes are a little damp and he looks so much softer than he ever has at practice, sort of exposed and tender and unmoored, and Kageyama's the only one who's seen him like this, even Oikawa's never seen his eyes so dark and vulnerable like this.

Kageyama waits with his hands folded meekly in his lap while Iwaizumi tucks himself back into his pants with visibly trembling hands. Iwaizumi clearly has no idea what to do or say but it's fine. Kageyama's only half-hard and this wasn't about him, anyway. It's perfect because somewhere in the distance the bell begins to sound, so that Kageyama can stand up all in a rush and brush off his own slacks and bow. "I'm sorry!" he says, with carefully wide eyes, but the heat at his cheeks is real enough. "Iwaizumi-senpai! I'll be late to class--" and before Iwaizumi can even respond he's turned around and he's turned the corner and this is what Iwaizumi needs, so it's fine.

It's no surprise when he bumps into Oikawa. The surprise is that Oikawa doesn't say a word. Oikawa stares at him, first at his tingling mouth and then at his eyes and Kageyama can't even begin to decipher the flurry of expressions twitching across Oikawa's face, but he steels himself and doesn't look away. He stares right back into Oikawa's cold and narrow eyes until it's Oikawa who finally turns his head, and when Oikawa brushes past him, back toward tender flushed Iwaizumi, Oikawa's fists are spasming at his sides and his eyes are wet at the edges and Kageyama very nearly smiles.

this is so very, very good and so very, very terrible and i love it.

aaaa i missed this somehow but op here! this is perfect!! thank you so much ////////////////

this is so good!! getting punched in the feels at the end was pretty amazing too

thank you anon!!

ohhh my god this is //so good//
I just
oh wow
wow
great job
holy hell this is so great

this is so fucking awesome that i don't know.

Prompt Post #1 [OPEN]

FILL: "turnabout" (kageiwa+oikawa, underage, dubcon)

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