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MDNI!! MDNI!! MDNI!! MDNI!! MDNI!! MDNI!! MDNI!!
tw : mentions of possible triggers ahead. proceed carefully.
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what i feel like writing varies from moment to moment but things i would not write for at all costs are:
> scat/vomit > dd/lg (if lg acts like a literal toddler) > noncon > omegaverse > anal
might add more later.
sakusa x reader - “filthy”
genre: smut
warnings: 18+ ; choking ; daddy kink ; mirror sex ; edging
word count: 446
18+ content under the cut.
imagine the intense trembles the run across your body as you struggle to keep yourself up on your fours because kiyoomi's attention feels so painfully good. his calloused finger gently traces the smooth curve of your back before finally finding solace on your dripping cunt that he pointedly ignored out of spite. he was an estranged paradox— his gentle touches contrasting his dark glare that promised to tear you down piece by piece until you're nothing but a babbling mess who only knows his cock.
"so filthy," he whispers near your ear with a tone that sent your poor cunt running with your slick. he runs his free hand along your hair with slow, languid strokes before he tightens into a painful grip and forces your head to stare at the sinful sight displayed by your bedroom mirror.
"look at yourself. such a dirty whore but you're my pretty, little whore, aren't you?"
you nodded eagerly. anything— you'd do anything to end this torture and have his hard, twitching cock ramming inside you. you know you looked pathetic— eyes red from the endless stream of tears that came with your whines but you couldn't help it. not when you could see kiyoomi's pretty cock so close where you wanted it to be.
"yoomi... please," you begged as you raised a trembling hand to meet kiyoomi's that rested threateningly around your neck.
"hm? what was that, love?"
kiyoomi couldn't help but coo condescendingly at your poor, pathetic self as he slowly tightened his hold on your neck. he could feel you gushing more and more at the feeling of your oxygen supply being cut.
"mm... want to cum, please.. daddy... please fuck me! i'd do anything for you," kiyoomi laughs at your slurred words as he swipes away your tears with his rough thumb.
"FUCK!" your silent scream was your only reply when he finally sheaths himself deep inside of you out of the blue. your wet heat makes it so easy for him to reach into places no one else could dream of reaching. you felt so pathetic as you felt the familiar coils tightening in your core. he's not even fucking you and you're already cumming? but you didn't care. no. your rolled back eyes and arched back was testament to that. what matters is that you're finally going to taste the sweet honey of your orgasm that kiyoomi was denying you for what felt like an eternity.
but then he pulls out and you could only whimper as kiyoomi leaves you alone in your bedroom with one final clash of sinister eyes and fucked out ones.
"filthy brats like you don't deserve to cum."
kageyama x reader - “locker room escapade”
genre: smut
warnings: 18+ ; blowjob ; public sex ; deepthroating ; praise
word count: 206
18+ content under the cut.
his large hand, rough from years of volleyball, cradled your head harshly as he thrusted his sensitive cock deep into your throat. your teary eyes met kageyama's briefly before he throws his head back with a muffled moan, clearly turned on by the erotic sight of you sucking his cock like there's no tomorrow. it hurts— dull pain settles on your abused jaw and you kept gagging every few seconds because fuck! he was so big and thick that your pretty little mouth couldn't help but choke on it.
"you're so fucking beautiful. sucking me like this— my good girl" he whispered softly as he ran a hand through your hair, admiring your puffed lips and drool stained chin. as if things couldn't be any better, you moaned around him, giving him tasteful vibrations that sent him over the edge. with his muscles tensed, he bit back a groan as strings of white shot through your waiting mouth.
like the whore you are, you swallowed all of it and kageyama's cock couldn't help but twitch at the sight of his good girl— broken praises mindlessly leaving his lips as he tried to get down his dizzying euphoria before someone catches you two in the locker room.
kita x reader - “captain”
genre: smut
warnings: 18+ ; thigh riding ; captain kink ; praise
word count: 408
18+ content under the cut.
he should be used to it by now.
there was nothing special with the word you subconsciously whimpered in your pleasure-induced daze but there was something with the way the name rolled of your tongue like sweet, sweet honey that made him throw his head back, warm blood rushing straight into his already impossibly hard cock.
"say it again," kita whispered into your ear as he squeezed your thighs to affirm his command, his fingers leaving harsh crescent trails in its wake.
"fuck— captain!" you marveled at the loud groan you managed to elicit from the normally stoic man, "just a little more! i'm gonna cum!"
"good girl. cum for me, yeah?"
you rocked your hips on his thigh desperately, forgetting all the niceties of rhythm and build-up. it was so close. you could feel your orgasm rising in your core like fizz slowly bursting through the seams. you forgot everything but that euphoric feeling, each drop of shame that had lingered in your brain as you moaned like a bitch in heat every time you felt your slick dripping down kita's bare thigh being thrown to the dark, forgotten corners of your brain.
"you're so good to me," kita mumbled into your chest before taking your perked up nipple into his mouth to nibble at, something that made you whimper in pure delight.
you took a brief glance down and it seems that it was all you needed to grab the tasteful fruit of overwhelming pleasure just right over the edge. you kept falling and falling into what to you felt like endless galaxies of hot sparks with nothing but the sight of kita's twitching, angry cock to ground you back to reality.
all of him just for you. fuck, no one can understand how much you need him inside of you right now.
"captain, please..."
kita halted his ministrations on your breast in favor of planting a sweet, sloppy kiss on your swollen lips as soon as he heard the beginnings of your pretty, little begs.
"you're so beautiful, my perfect princess..." he muttered into you as he slowly lifted you up before slowly plunging into you, your loud moans being muffled by his mouth that not for once left yours.
"i'm going to make you feel so good, ok?" you could only nod half-heartedly as the coil you have grown familiar with began tightening up once more with each deep thrust he sends into you.
it’s so stupid, really but daichi couldn’t help but grin as he watched you re-apply your lipstick from the corner of his eyes. he didn’t know why you even bother when all of it is going to be smudged off from his affections anyway. not that he’s complaining, the rouge on your lips, the gold on your cute neck that he so badly wants to hold and finally, your tight black dress that showed off your thighs, the same ones he couldn’t help but hold even when he knows he should be holding the wheel. the loud revving of the engine enters his ears but it’s nothing compared to the fire inside of him. you have no business being so gorgeous when you’re doing nothing but sit still in his compact luxary car. oh the things he’d like to do.
oh god. hate sex with iwaizumi. thats it. i have peaked. imagine hate sex with iwaizumi who really hates your guts. he’d place his hands on your neck and p r e s s. he’ll literally re-arrange your guts because god fucking damn, he has no use for you and the brat shit you’re pulling. the only redeeming property you have is that you have holes he can abuse however he likes bc you’re such a fucking whore.
oikawa x reader - “remnants of christmas”
genre: smut
warnings: 18+ ; holiday kinky spirit ; bdsm ; bondage ; overstimulation ; collar ; praise ; oral (fem receiving)
word count: 483
18+ content under the cut.
as the holiday spirit dwindles, so did the need for decorations. it was supposed to be a weekend dedicated to putting down the christmas tree and the lanterns while getting through the leftover gingerbread snacks and hot chocolate. it was supposed to be a soft afternoon spent dancing through the last songs in your christmas playlist. it was supposed to be a wholesome day spent with oikawa who was currently on his last day of christmas break so why were you in this predicament?
oikawa chuckled darkly, the vibrations tingling against your skin as he pressed light kisses over your neck, "you look so beautiful like this, princess."
and it was the truth. oikawa did find you beautiful as you knelt against the cold, tiled floor. arms and legs bound tight by a string of christmas lights that flickered warmly against you. it illuminated your skin beautifully, highlighting your visage in a way that made you look ethereal— like an angel that just so happens to be desperate for his cock.
"please, tooru," you whimpered, absolutely crushed from the ridiculous amount of teasing he has been doing, "no more..."
"is my princess getting needy?" you shamelessly nodded, cunt clenching as you felt his hand reach over your neck, fingers ghosting ever so slightly against the gold bead garland that adorned your neck in a makeshift collar before he pulled.
"we can't have that, can we? it's the season to be giving, after all."
you hated this. you hated how you were completely under his mercy and how you could feel his smirk as he taunted you. it made you feel so weak and so small but as he flipped you over, ass high up in the air and your pussy being on the receiving end of his tongue's abuse, you thought that it might not be so bad after all.
his ministrations never ceased, his tongue licking long strips against your womanhood before it prodded and teasingly caressed your walls. a rough hand reached over to rub small circles against your swollen clit. it’s shameful how loud you were being but oikawa enjoyed every little noise you made. it was heavenly.
oikawa thought that this was a nice late gift. your taste was divine and he felt as if he could eat you out without rest. your broken words made his cock throb and it didn't help that he could feel you clenching, every little flutter with body barely upright as you trembled from overstimulation against his lips. he couldn't help but chuckle again as he lands a harsh slap against your ass. you were his perfect little princess.
you weren't the only one getting needy as oikawa slammed himself into you in one fluid but powerful motion that caused the santa hat that was way too big on you to drop down and hide your heavily dilated eyes that fluttered into a close from the cosmic orgasm that came unexpectedly from his entrance.