Love (How do they show love physically, verbally, etc.?)
Awww, the Iron Heart…more like tender heart.
This guy is the definition of lovable and loving so he’s all about showing love in every way possible.
He’ll compliment you, hold you, try to make you laugh, bring you gifts. Kiyoshi just loves to love!
I: Initiator (Who initiates most of the time? How?)
P: Playlist (A playlist for getting down and dirty; will probably include a lap dance song, a song for making love, and a song that represents their sex life)
Matsukawa – #18 Christmas proposal
His expression gives no indication of the trepidation in his heart. He’s fairly sure she’ll say yes, they’ve been together three years and those have been filled with enough ups and downs that he knows she’ll stay by him through anything.
But it’s difficult to fully combat the fear of “what if?”.
Taking a deep breath, Matsukawa checks his pocket, he’s lost count at this point of how many times, fingers rubbing against the small leather box nestled within, questions about its contents bombarding his mind.
Is the diamond too small? Is it the right cut? Did he get her ring size right? Did she want a different metal for the band?
The door opens, revealing her in a solid red dress, sparkling silver belt around her waist, a jeweled bow in her hair.
He inhales sharply, overcome with the Christmas vision she makes.
“Issei, you look so handsome!” she compliments, bright smile on her face. “Merry Christmas!”
His chest tightens, unexpected emotions welling in him faster than he can filter them. “Marry me…I mean….Merry Christmas!” he practically shouts.
She startles, eyes a bit wider.
Matsukawa is sure his heart has actually stopped beating. Did he really just blurt that out? And then correct himself like it was mistake? Granted it was, he hadn’t meant to say that now but he wants her to marry him more than anything in the world!
Before she can respond, he falls to both knees before her, grabbing her left hand. “Actually, I meant the first. I…I had a whole thing planned, clearly that’s a moot point.” He takes a deep breath, forcing himself to keep his eyes on her face. “I love you, so, so much, and I’d be deeply honored if you’d give me the best Christmas gift of my life by accepting my proposal.” Taking out the box, he opens it, holding it up before her. “Will you marry me?”
In the twinkling lights of the tree, he can see tears welling in her eyes but her smile assures him of their nature.
Falling to her own knees, her arms wrap around his neck. “Yes, Issei, I’ll marry you.”
He smiles, pulling back to slip the ring on her finger and press his lips to hers.
For the queen quote? Absolutely, he’s a great candidate! Maybe I’ll post that again when I open the box or just write it and post it! Thanks for your input!
Hi dear! I set a limit of (2) letters on this one so I picked two from your list. Hope you enjoy!
E: Experimenting (Trying something new) (Kink warning: Rimming)
“How do you know you won’t like it unless you try?” Kei asks looking over his glasses.
She squirms under his heated gaze. It isn’t often Tsukishima shows his desires so plainly and while the idea intrigues her, she can’t help nerves overpowering her.
“I don’t know, Kei, I mean, it seems…so dirty,” she confesses, voice quiet.
He cocks as eyebrow, placing his glasses on the nightstand before slowly rolling to his hands and knees, crawling towards her.
Scratch that, he’s prowling.
Leaning in, he trails the tip of his nose up the side of her cheek, breath teasing her skin as he whispers, “I’ve fucked you six ways from Saturday, I doubt this is much worse than any of that.” He tugs the lobe of her ear making her gasp. “Come on, I’ll stop the second you tell me to.”
Taking in a deep breath, she nods, squeaking when he rapidly moves behind her, flipping up her skirt and yanking down her underwear. He helps her get them off, gently moving her into a downward dog position, ass up in the air.
He’s always loved her ass, so perky, firm and-
*Smack*
“Kei!”
Spankable.
But he’s done that before, and he knows she likes it. As he leans in and kisses one cheek she jumps. “Relax baby, you can trust me,” he says. After she takes another deep breath, he continues kissing, inching his way towards her center. Spreading her cheeks, his tongue pokes out, gently caressing the edge of her anus.
“Ke…kei.” Her voice quivers, torn between arousal and humiliation.
“I want you,” he insists, pushing forward to lick from the base of her core all the way up through her ass crack. He goes back down, circling her hole and she twitches. His hands grasp her more firmly, spreading her wider, tongue lapping up and down from core to ass wetting her completely.
“That…that’s enough,” she pants.
He hums agreement, turning her over and focusing all his attention on her dripping snatch. “You did so good baby,” he comments, sucking her clit until she comes, crying out his name.
V: Videos (Sending NSFW videos to each other)
“Kei.” The breathy sigh of his name alerts Tsukishima to what’s about to come.
Namely: you.
He can’t believe you sent him this, while he’s away with family of all times! Of all the cliche, annoying-
“Fuck, Kei, right there!”
He groans, palming his growing erection and ever so thankful he decided to save opening this particular file until he was safely stowed away in his room. His cheeks flush red as his breathing increases, blood roaring through his veins as he pumps his cock in time to the thrusting of your fingers in your pussy.
“I wish you were here,” you admit, eyes landing directly on the camera and he swears you’re looking right at him. “Your cock always fills me…so…so perfectly.” He yanks faster, knowing by the tone of your voice you’re close.
“Kei…Kei, Kei…KEI!”
His own release spurts against his hand as he watches you come completely undone, chest heaving making your breasts sway enticingly.
Taking a deep breath, he removes his pajama pants completely, wiping the remnants of the mess off before pushing the call button.
“Hmmmm? Kei?” your sleepy voice answers.
“You just couldn’t wait till I got home could you?”
He can hear the shit eating grin on your face. “Don’t deny you enjoyed it.”
“Just be ready, I’m gonna wreck you when I get back,” he grunts.
“Promises, promises. Why don’t you wreck me now, baby?”
“Patience, darling. Oh and no touching yourself until I get back, I want you nice and wanting for me.”
Murasakibara – #5 Mistletoe (accidentally added a bonus “secret santa”, hope you enjoy)
Himuro looks about, a small smile on his face. This was a great idea. The sparkling lights reflect in his eyes, masking the bit of mischief to be found there if anyone was looking close enough.
“______-chan, can you take these ornaments and hang them on that line of pine garland? It looks a little sad without any sparkle.” Taking the box from his hands, she nods, walking briskly in the direction of his pointing finger; the other schools will be here any moment and they want everything to be perfect.
“When do we get to eat, Muro-chin?” Murasakibara whines, eyeing the buffet table as he walks up.
“Soon, just be patient,” replies the darker haired male looking up at his friend. He covers his mouth, chuckling at the giant’s attempt to tie his tie. “Atushi, go ask ______-chan for help with your tie, it’s messy.”
The purple hair glances down, frown on his face. “It’s fine, I’m just going to take it off as soon as the pictures are over anyway.”
“Pictures are all the more reason to look impeccable,” Himuro insists. “Go on, she’s right over there.”
“Why can’t you just do it?”
“Because she did mine, doesn’t it look nice?” He steps back, waving a hand over the perfectly tied silk.
“Mmmmm, I don’t know.” He pauses then sighs. “Fine, I’ll ask her.”
As he makes to take a step in her direction, Himuro catches his massive wrist. “Wait, I forgot to give this to her to hang up, can you help her? I’m sure she won’t be able to reach.”
Murasakibara looks at the item in his hand, shrugging large shoulders before closing his fingers around it.
“Don’t crush it!” Himuro calls.
“______-chin,” Murasakibara’s voice rumbles from overhead. She looks up, eyes widening and face flushing bright pink when she sees Yosen’s center towering over her, a sprig of mistletoe between his fingers right above her head. “Muro-chin asked me to help you hang this, where do you want it?”
She swallows thickly, casting nervous eyes to their mutual friend, almost scowling at the smug expression on his face. Turning her attention back to the question, she points up to the center of the threshold. “There’s fine,” she says lowly.
He reaches up, hanging the plant on the hook she designated. Looking back down, he adds, “Oh, he also wanted you to fix my tie.”
“Um, sure, uh…can you kneel down a bit?” she asks. He does as she requests, crouching on one knee so she can reach. She disengages the messy knot, fingers trembling slightly thanks to their faces ending up inches apart when her hands wrap around his neck to settle the fabric under the collar of his shirt.
“______-chin?”
She looks up just in time to close her eyes as he presses his lips to hers. When they part a moment later he says, an unexpected lilt in his voice, “I’m not stupid, I know what that is above our heads.”
“I…I never thought you were stupid, Murasakibara-kun,” she whispers, mouth close enough for her breath to tickle the skin of his lips.
“Then kiss me again,” he says and she pulls him forward by the tie, planting their lips together in a longer, deeper kiss.
“Merry Christmas from your secret santa, ______-chan,” Himuro murmurs to himself, turning away to begin greeting their guests.
B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)
The feel of her lips against his neck makes Hinata sigh, hips rising seeking their partners in hers. She giggles, hand trailing under his shirt, finger caressing gently. His muscles twitch, eager for more of her touch. Before he can beg more, her mouth covers his, tongue gently coaxing his to dance with hers. A deep moan sounds, his voice has dropped over the years, but she knows how to make him keen if she wants.
But it’s his birthday and they both know he’ll get exactly what he wants today.
“Put your mouth on me, please,” he whispers, breath hot against her ear.
“Where, Shouyou?” she teases, eyes mischievous.
He cocks an eyebrow. “You know where, missy.”
A huff of air escapes as she chuckles, her body slowly moving down his own until she’s hovered above the zipper of his pants. With deliberation, she unbuttons them, eyes never leaving his as she tugs the tab, teeth releasing his confined length.
They shift in tandem to get his pants off, exposing him to the cool air and her hungry stare. Licking her lips, she prostates herself between his legs and opens her mouth, taking him in all the way to the hilt.
“Oh yes,” he hisses, head falling back onto the pillows, “happy birthday to me.”
F: Firsts (First time having sex together)
Hinata took in a deep breath, opening his eyes to stare into hers. They were naked, him above with his hips pressed firmly against hers. He’s not sure exactly how they got here, other than they’d both decided open mouth kisses and heavy petting just weren’t enough anymore. He dipped down, mouth caressing her throat, hand trailing up to grasp her breast and she arched in to his touch. Getting this far had been a culmination of heavy breathing, apologies for awkward movements and tentative touches but somehow, it still felt perfect.
The feel of his erection against her thigh made her shake, excitement mixed with trepidation. She trusted him, but neither had done this before and something so new, so significant, was scary.
“I love you,” he murmured in her ear, kissing her cheek gently. Looking at her face again he asked, “Are you ready?”
She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut he pushed in, Hinata choking on his own breath when he felt her warmth encase him.
“Ugh, you feel so good,” he grunted, voice strained.
“I…I love you, Shouyou,” she returned, grasping his shoulders.
Slowly he built up momentum, thrusting back and forth, their breaths sharing the same space.
It didn’t take long for him to finish, but she didn’t care, it was still rather uncomfortable if she were honest.
“Tell me how to make you feel good, too,” he requested through panting breath, face nuzzled into her neck.
Love (How do they show love physically, verbally, etc.?)
More love for Tanaka!!
I went the other way and am going to talk about how he likes to receive love.
Physically:
Verbally:
Vacation (What do they do during holidays or summer?)
Ushijima doesn’t often take a proper break but with the right influence (ahem, you) he does learn to find joy in taking it easy. Like, actually taking it easy, not just minimal breaks between training sessions.
To accomplish this, most often he and she will go to an osen or plan a beach day. Being around water is very soothing for this stoic ace and he’s able to really let go of all worries and concerns, enjoying the sight (and feel) of her pressed to him in a bathing suit.
Rain (anything to do with rainy days)
Aomine doesn’t really mind rain, especially those random showers in the middle of summer. He won’t even stop playing basketball if he’s outside shooting hoops, using the slicked up cement and ball to challenge himself.
Bonus if his girlfriend is with him, he loves seeing her clothes clinging to her curves and wetting down her hair. There’s just something about it that gets him going and it’s then he’ll stop to kiss her wetted lips.
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