Hey sweetie! I set a limit of two letters, so I picked two from the three. I hope you enjoy!
So I had a request for some dom!Oikawa thanks to a contribution piece I did for @haiykuties. That theme seems to work well for these two so I’ll go with that. Hope you enjoy!
H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)
R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)
“_______-chan,” Oikawa’s voice coos low in her ear, “what do you think you’re doing?” His hand trails lower, ghosting over the swell of her ass and she jumps back, missing the fact she’s already pressed against a wall.
“What do you mean, Tooru?” Her wide eyes look up at him, body trembling.
She looks so cute, blush crawling up her deep v neck towards her cheeks but the vision makes Tooru’s smile melt away, eyes burning with want. His hand returns to its previous position, fingers digging to her flesh.
“Since when do you flirt with Ushiwaka?” he asks, tone hard.
She shakes her head. “I wasn’t flirting! He asked me a question.”
His mouth cover hers, teeth nipping her bottom lip. “So you’re telling me he wasn’t staring down the front of your dress? Why did you wear something so provocative anyway? You know all the people here were going to tower over you.”
Her blush intensifies, body squirming when he trails his fingers over her exposed skin. “I…I thought you’d like it-”
“I do like it,” he affirms, hand pushing past the barrier to grab her braless breast. She arches into the touch despite her mortification he’s touching her so brazenly in a hallway that anyone could walk down at any moment. “But I’d like it better if you wore it only for me,” he admits, lips caressing her neck.
“Tooru.” Her voice cracks when his other hand snakes to the slit in her skirt, drawing her leg up and hitching it upon his hip. He pushes the material further up, exposing more and more of her smooth skin.
“You teased me and everyone else in that room enough for one lifetime,” he growls, pressing his clothed erection hard against her panties. “Now you’re going to face the consequences, ______-chan.”
“Tooru, no, not here! I thought-” her words cut off in a keened cry when he pushes away one side of her dress, exposing her nipple to the coolness of the room and seals his mouth over it sucking firmly. Gathering the last threads of her consciousness she pushes hard against his shoulder. “You’re the one exposing me! What if someone sees?”
Hiking up her other leg, Oikawa turns the knob of the door nearest them, pleased to see it’s a closet and not another room. He rushes in, slamming the door and locking it for good measure.
Setting her down, he all but rips the dress from her body. “I’m gonna mark you up so much you’ll have no choice but to stay covered up.” He bites the top of her chest firmly making her cry out. “Then again,” he adds, tongue soothing the wound, “the whole point of this is to make it clear who you belong to.”