Tsukki, red faced but determined, grabs your wrist and pulls you up short.
“You think you can just drop that on me and walk away?” he says, voice cold. You look up at him, worried you just ruined whatever friendship you may have had. “Aren’t you even curious what my response is, idiot?”
Your eyes widened as he leans down, capturing your lips in a long kiss. The chime of the new year sounds but you pay it no mind, the rest of the world fading to a pair of warm lips and firm arms.
Kageyama’s fists clench, his irritation at the callousness of your relatives making his blood boil. He understands familiar expectations, especially at family functions and definitely sympathizes with your frustration.
“I’ll be right there,” he affirms, charging out of his house. He runs the entire way to yours, arriving panting on your threshold. Just as he’s about to knock, he thinks better of it, skirting around to your bedroom window and tapping on the glass, relieved when your face appears.
You open the window and he climbs in, taking you into his arms. “I’m here, it’s ok,” he soothes, rubbing the back of your head. “Let’s turn off the lights and go to sleep, you’ve been through enough tonight.”
He guides you to your bed, allowing you to get comfortable before he turns off the lights and climbs in next to you. Gathering you to his chest he murmurs against the crown of your head, “I know it probably doesn’t feel like it, but, Happy New Year.”
You smile despite your sadness, leaning up to kiss him gently. “Happy new year, Tobio-kun.”
Akashi touches his cheek, small smile on his face.
“Why did you let her leave?” Kagami asks bewildered.
His fellow red head looks at him, devious smile on his face that sends shivers down the ace’s spine. “Don’t you know, Kagami-kun?” he considers, watching you as you turn into a faint dot on the horizon, “that the chase is half the fun?”
Iwaizumi chokes on his drink. “Why are you bringing me into this? I don’t care if he can dance or not!” A second later he adds, “But I guess you’re right, he’s pretty terrible at it.”
“Iwa-chan!” shouts the offended setter with a pout.
Akashi smiles, moving closer to her. “Happy New Year darling,” he replies. The chime of the clock signaling the birth of the new year resounds in the halls of his home and he grins as he closes the distance and kisses her soundly. Drawing back he says lowly, “A very happy new year indeed.”
Next to Tendou, Semi smiles evilly.
The red head looks a bit stunned, for a moment, then grins. “Oh ho? You want a kiss from me?” He leans forward. “Are you suuurrreee?”
You look at him with wide eyes but don’t back down.
“Why are you being creepy, Tendou?” asks Ushijima.
“You know me, Toshi, I just can’t help it,” sing songs the middle blocker. Looking back at you, he smiles a bit more sincerely and extends his hand. “Sorry, old habits. I’m not very…trusting of people.” As you take it, he gives it a squeeze. “I’d love to be your new year’s kiss.”
He scowls a bit at being called pretty but shrugs his shoulders. “Are you offering?” he asks, a bit of a smug expression on his face as if he’s calling your bluff.
“Of course, why else would I ask?” you laugh.
He blushes, looking around then nods. “Fine then, I accept.”
“So serious, Semisemi,” croons Tendou right next to his ear.
“Sh…shut up, Tendou!”
Oikawa looks at you with wide eyes. “Wah? I’m a great dancer!” he insists. He grabs your hand, dragging you to the dance floor. Tugging you close, he begins moving to the beat, swaying your hips along with him. “See, _____?” he coos. “How could you be so mean to me like that?”
You smile up into his face. “This was just my excuse to get you to dance with me.”
“You’re devious,” he laughs, then smiles. “I like that.”
Thank you so much my dear, I’m so, so glad you enjoy it and thank you for telling me! I’m sorry this took so long to get done but I hope you enjoy it!
Murasakibara groaned low in his throat, head falling back against the lockers. On his lap sat his girlfriend, skirt flipped up giving him a perfect view of her ass. Well, sat is not the operative word, more like grinding…hard…against his cock which was encased only in thin lycra and cotton. The game had been intense for both of them, especially since Mura finally allowed himself to start enjoying the game. Despite Yosen’s win, the purple haired giant still felt pent up. Maybe there was something to adrenaline building up and without a proper outlet he felt like he was going to burst.
Which was why when she’d jumped into his arms, he’d practically shoved everyone out of the room before landing heavily on the bench and placing her on his lap.
“Come on, _____-chin, I need some release,” he’d begged. He was too impatient for a blowjob, they taking longer thanks to his excessive length and since neither of them had a condom, he’d settled for her dry humping against him.
Halfway through her efforts, he turned her, moving her skirt to reveal what he could, pleased to find she’d opted to wear a thong allowing his hands to grip smooth, lovely flesh.
“Faster,” he growled, massage her breasts with his large hands.
Smacking them away to give herself better leverage, she knelt forward, hands on his knees and rotated her hips at as fast as she could.
“Ugh, ye…yeah…just like that,” he encouraged.
Finally, he felt himself let go, the release he needed washing over him as fast as his seed stained his shorts.
She collapsed, back to his chest, her own heaving but her breath was caught as one hand returned to her breast while the other dipped below her skirt and panty line. One large finger curled into her soaking snatch, his mouth sucking at the skin of her throat. “And you said I couldn’t fuck you,” he teased, curving his wrist to thrust deep into her wanting heat.
The owl captain’s eyes grow super wide at your proximity. “Heh, happy new year,” he returns. When you keep staring at his lips he smiles. “Um, can I give you a ki-”
You cut him off by pressing your lips to his making him jump.
“Sorry, can we try that again?” he asks, large arms wrapping around your waist.
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