Work Break with Tanakai

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Tanaka’s mouth tastes like coffee and cream, his tongue prodding deep into your own.

“Ryu, wait-“ you whimper when his hands slide under the front of your shirt, palming your breasts.

“You’re on break, stop wasting time arguing,” he grunts back, sucking roughly on your neck making your legs almost give out.

Falling to his knees, he tugs your pants down to around your ankles. You cover your mouth as his tongue slides over the slick of your core. He pushes deeper, hands grasping your ass.

“Ryu, fuck…just like that…please.” You’re trying to whisper but he’s just so good at this!

He feels the tremor of your body, legs shaking as he latches onto your clit and sucks hard. You come, biting your knuckles to keep from screaming out loud.

Smug, Tanaka stands, wiping the evidence from his face with the back of his hand. Popping in a mint, he grins at your flushed face. “Feel better?”

You nod, unable to speak at the moment. He chuckles, leaning down to kiss you gently. “I’ll see you when you get off,” he murmurs against your lips.

“Were you blind for the last few minutes?” you ask, smiling.

“Heh, cute.” His mouth trails to your ear, tongue tracing its edge. “That was just the appetizer baby, I’m gonna wreck you when you get home.”

You shudder in anticipation, smiling softly when he kisses your cheek. “Love you,” he says, opening the bathroom door and walking out nonchalant, as if he didn’t just single handedly (or rather tonguedly) save you from being arrested for murder.

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*SCREM*

-Admin Jen

Another contribution from today. 

H and R for our sweetest ace, asahi? – rl

H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)
R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)

Blended because they worked well together.


Asahi inhales deeply through his nose, breathing in her scent as much as gathering oxygen to continue kissing her. He moans into her mouth, the sound an auditory delight for her ears as he presses her against her door.  She responds in kind, pitch a bit higher. His fingers twitch, palms sweating slightly and he can’t resist the urge to touch her, really touch her. He’s never needed her more than he does now and that need overpowers his hesitance but still, his moves are slow. He slides down the curve of her hips before wrapping both hands firmly around her ass and tugging her forward, grinding their hips together. 

She breaks free of his lips inhaling a sharp gasp.

“Sorry,” he chokes out, removing his hold cheeks flaming red at his actions but she reaches down, tugging his hands back to where they were.

“You just surprised me,” she whispers. “I’ve been wanting you to touch me for weeks, months even.”

He pauses, eyes wide before pulling her close once more, squeezing her firmly. Her gasp of pleasure incites him more, fueling his bravery and he kisses down her neck, one hand trailing up under the back of her shirt. He can feel her vibrating with want, breath hot against the side of his face.

“Can I come in?” he asks between kisses.

“Finally,” she sighs, jumping into his arms. He fumbles with the knob, almost tripping across her threshold and slamming the door with his foot. In a few long strides, her reaches her bedroom, falling into bed with her.

(Hopefully this counts as minor enough character, if not feel free to delete or ignore or choose one of your favorites instead) J- Jealous (“Claiming” a partner) or G – Gentle (gentle/loving mid-sex gestures) for Yaku Morisuke ////

He absolutely does and I’m sorry this took so long for me to get done. I miss seeing you on my dash and really hope you’re doing well sweetie. Hope these are to your liking!


G: Gentle (Describe gentle/loving mid-sex gestures)

The press of her lips became less engaging, her hands shaking. Concerned, Yaku leans up, forcing his eyes open. They’re half clothed, his shirt gone while she’s in a t-shirt and underwear. Concerned by her expression, he rests his palm against her cheek, thumb trailing under her eye.

“Hey,” he says, voice soft, “what’s wrong?” She takes in a shaky breath, eyes averting to the wall but he tugs her chin, gently making her look at him. “Talk to me,” he insists.

Another breath and she finally admits, “I…no matter how many times we do this, I just…I’m afraid you…I’m not…” she pauses and he waits, allowing her the time she needs to voice her thoughts, her fears. Finally the words, “I don’t feel pretty enough for you,” spill out of trembling lips. He stills their tremor with a kiss, gentle, slow, long and full of passion, his hand raking through her hair down to her neck, fingers caressing the sensitive spot he discovered the week before.

When his chest can no longer forego air, Yaku pulls away, admiring his handy work in the form of her lips plush from his attentions.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he says, smiling at her. “I mean, literally, I want to fuck you gorgeous.”

Her cheeks erupt into crimson at his brash words but his tone is still soft, still kind. “I love you,” he continues, kissing down her cheek to her jaw where he switches to use his tongue, smirking with satisfaction when she arches into him as he trails to ear. Reaching it, he whispers, “Please let me show you how much.”

J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)

It could have been any number of things that finally broke Yaku’s tentative hold on his temper that day but the sight of Lev deliberating flirting with his girlfriend was the nail in the coffin for his self control.

Stomping across the gym, he grabbed her wrist, tugging her away from the taller male.

“Morisuke, what’s wrong?” she asked a bit breathless.

For answer, he sat on the lowest level bleacher, pulling her onto his lap and sealing his lips over hers in a desperate kiss. It wasn’t difficult to engage his tongue with hers when she gasped in surprise at his actions. He felt her fingers tighten their hold of his jacket as her body shifted to move away from him, clearly torn between wanting him to continue and being embarrassed of their display in front of the team.

Yaku pulled her back down easily, moving his mouth to her neck where he kissed up to her ear, growling, “I’m gonna make sure they know just who you’re with and why.” He bit the lobe and she cried out, slamming a hand over her mouth to stifle further noises.

From across the room, Kuroo whistled lowly. “Looks like demon-senpai has come out to play,” he remarked, grin widening. Clapping his hands garnered some of the team’s attention. “Four laps,” he called out, groans erupting from the mass of red. “You can thank Lev for them,” the captain went on, hustling them out of the gym.

“Yaku, when you’re done sucking face, get your ass in gear!” he shouted over his shoulder, laughing as the libero flashed him the middle finger without breaking the seal of his lips over his girlfriend’s mouth.

Number 10 with my baby Tendou Satori !!!! Thank you babe !!

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Tendou- #10 Secret Santa

Walking into his homeroom, Tendou’s eyes widened when they fell upon a prettily wrapped box sitting on his desk. Glancing around revealed no clues as to who’d left it.  Perhaps it was a mistake? Surely no one would leave him a gift; unless it was one of his teammates. An ironic smile flickered over his face as he convinced himself it was most likely a prank from Semisemi.

He sat down, picking up the present and tearing into the paper. As he popped the top open, his eyes bugged out. Nestled in tissue paper laid the latest edition of Shonen Jump along with a gift certificate to his favorite ice cream shop.

Merry Christmas, Tendou-san! I hope you enjoy these treats. The card, clearly homemade but well done, held no signature identifying the giver.

Ok, so it wasn’t from Semi. And it certainly wasn’t from Wakatoshi. Friendly as they were, the two boys had never bothered to get gifts for each other, much less for Christmas. And there was no way he’d hand make a card.

“What’s that, Tendou?” Ushijima asked nodding to the manga in the middle blocker’s hands as he set himself and his food tray down across the table from the red head later that afternoon.

“Apparently I have a Secret Santa to find,” Tendou replied tucking it and the certificate into his backpack. His smile was wide, eyes a bit brighter as he scanned the room quickly, but he failed to notice her watching him from behind a pillar on the other side of the cafeteria, a smile on her face when she saw his expression. While she wasn’t ready to come forward with her feelings just yet, bringing some cheer to Tendou’s holidays was enough for now.

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Christmas with…The Captain Squad

A/N: Of course this isn’t all the captains but these are my faves. They’d all be hella fun to celebrate with.

Kuroo

  • Is a good boy and will help you get out the tree and set it up. He’s a shit decorator tho…no Kuroo we can’t put a picture of Nicholas Cage as the star…
  • He LIVES for movie marathons!! He’s a fan of all movies from cartoons to cheesy holiday movies (which you two can make fun of but also cry at the good points)

Bokuto

  • May or may not believe in Santa. You can’t tell if he really does or not. Turns out he doesn’t but he’s just pretending so you’ll get him an extra present from Santa. SMH.
  • Christmas cookies are his specialty! He learned a really nice recipe from his mom and is more than happy to share it with you (and your stomach)

Oikawa

  • He’s surprisingly great at decorating. He’s also a prompt decorator too, as soon as Dec 1st hits he starts decorating. He’s one of those annoying people that leaves his decorations up during February tho.
  • He hangs up mistletoe everywhere just so he has an excuse to kiss you. Not that you don’t enjoy it though.

Daichi

  • KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT TO GET YOU. Like, it’s so uncanny how spot on he is. Turns out he just keeps track of the things you like or mention wanting or needing. But also, he just gifts socks…no one needs that many socks, Dai.
  • He has All I Want for Christmas is You on full blast 24/7. He hides this from everyone, but you’ve unfortunately come across this fact since dating him. Sometimes he dances to it and that’s arguably worse

Ushijima

  • He loves the snow!! Nothing beats making a nice hot cup of coffee and watching the snow fall with you by the fireplace.
  • He’s SO useful during holiday shopping. He has no complaints against standing in lines and holding the bags. Also he points out some really great sales!

Adorable!!!

Can i get an NSFW scenario with tendou? Hes skipping practice in his dorm room and he forgets to tell his teammates he’s not showing up so they look for him but he’s having sex and they walk in on him?? Female pronouns! Sorry if this is confusing!

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Ahhhhhhh I love my Tendou!!!!!!!! My Noodle Boi!!!! My adorable weeb! Ah *continues to fangirl over Tendou* He’s perfect, and I wish he was real so I could tell him as much T~T Thanks for requesting, sweetheart! – Admin Satori ❤

Tendou Satori:

During high school, Tendou had been absolutely set on not continuing with volleyball – having decided he needed to focus on his studies while moving forward into college. Volleyball would only get him so far in life, and there would never be a team like Shiratorizawa in his life ever again. He’d just be put back into his outcast bracket in life and would fade into the background once more, well as much as his vibrant appearance and personality would allow him to fade.  Which he was fine with. He was used to the comments, the stares, even the bullying. He expected it.

What he didn’t expect…. Was meeting and falling in love with you.

The two of you had met in the most cliched way. Paired up for a project in one of your college courses. The duration of the project was the whole semester, so he’d thought you’d ask for a different partner, but you were… determined to get him to open up to you. To be comfortable around you. And after the first month of working on the project with you, it was almost as if the two of you had known each other all your lives. As if you’d grown up with this noodle boy. As if he’d gone through all his life knowing you were at the end of the tunnel. He’d woven his way into your life, to the point you’d use some of his mannerisms and silly voices and songs. And you’d grounded yourself in his heart, you’d convinced him to take up volleyball again.

And while he loved playing volleyball with his team, Ushijima and Semi had come to the same college, he loved being with you more.

That’s how you ended up under him, his lips ravaging your neck and shoulder, biting and licking any span of skin he could reach – and since his reach was almost 2 meters, that meant all of you. “Satori,” You moaned when you felt his hips pressed against yours, almost, desperately, “More, please, Satori.”

Tendou pulled his lips from your skin, and you felt a chill go down your spine at how they’d become a little swollen from your activities with each other. “More~? You want more?” His expression tried to look mischievous, but the darkening of his crimson eyes showed how needy he was to give you all of him. Tendou’s right hand moved from the outside of your thigh on his hip and stroked up your body until he was cupping your face, his long fingers being able to reach from the tip of your chin to the back of your skull. If you didn’t know he loved you, you’d be scared of this type of hold, but the feeling of his fingers lightly stroking your skin made your insides melt. “How much more do you want, ______-chan? Tell me…” He purred, leaning his head down and peppering the top of your breasts with kisses, nipping at the soft skin now and then and taking satisfaction in the way you’d arch your back towards his face. He leaned upwards just a bit and pressed his lips against the hollow of your throat, his tongue flicking out and tasting your sex salted skin.

You blinked rapidly, trying to find the words to get him to understand how much you wanted him, how you wanted to be connected to him in all ways possible. You lightly pulled at his hair, your fingers tangled in his red locks, you dragged his head from your neck back to your lips, and quickly pressed your lips against his, your other hand pressing against his shoulder blade so he’d be closer to you. “Please… Satori…. I want all of you…. Give me all of you.” You whispered against his lips, and Tendou felt his heart tug and swell. No matter how many times the two of you got down and dirty, he’d always feel like it was the first time – always feel like it was the very first time someone wanted him. Truly.

While the moment between the two of you was filled with heat and need, with lust and want, desire and fire, there was never a second that passed that Tendou wouldn’t appreciate the seconds he’d been graced with in your presence. You continued to kiss him, pressing your chest against his as best you could, your eyebrows furrowing as you tried to convey how much you loved him with all your heart through your kiss. And he felt it. Tendou smiled softly against your lips, his left hand reaching between your bodies and aligning his cock with your tight hole, “Anything… for you, ______.” He whispered quietly before moving his hips forward and feeling your walls squeezing every single inch of him as he entered you. Your back arched into his chest and you couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped your lips. You had said you wanted all of him, after all… That meant to the hilt.

“Fuck….” You whispered, and he chuckled quietly before pushing up so his arms were extended on either side of your head. You whined and stared up at his flushed face, your hands moving from his hair and back to rest on his shoulders, just barely. “Satori….” You moaned, biting your bottom lip roughly as you felt his hips move ever so slightly against yours, his length reaching places inside you never knew existed. You frowned and sat up on your elbow, trying to ignore the way this position made you suddenly see stars every time you blinked, your other hand reached up to the back of his head and you fell back onto his dorm bed, pulling him down to press his body against you. “I said all of you.” You smiled, pulling his head down and crashing his lips against yours.

Tendou let out a shaky exhale into your mouth at your determination to have his body rubbing against yours, the contact made his heart do flips inside his chest, and all he wanted to do was make you scream his name. Over and over again. “______.” Tendou moaned quietly as he rested his forehead against yours, his eyes hooded as your walls squeezed him every moment he moved inside you. “You’re squeezing the life out of me.” Tendou suddenly snapped his hips against yours, burying his cock inside you to the hilt once more. Your inhale was suddenly cut off from surprise and you stared up at him with a glazed look in your eye, and he felt the need to snap against you over and over. You threw your head back and moaned, his lips attaching to your neck and jaw once more, this new pace was going to be the death of you.

Suddenly there was a bright light being shone on your joined bodies, and, although neither of you noticed at first, it shone right in your eyes and made you flinch away. There was a scuffling and a single horrified gasp coupled with a confused, “S-Senpai, I can’t see anything.”

You gasped and pushed Tendou off of you, and the sudden force of your push caused him to lose balance, slide out of your hole, and fall on his ass on the floor. “What the fuck?” Was all he said before his eyes were on the open door of his dorm, “Ololo? This isn’t a free show!” He huffed as he got to his feet, not caring that he was entirely flashing his former teammates.

“You weren’t at practice this morning. We thought something had happened.” Ushijima said simply, his stoic expression as stoney as ever, even in the understanding of what it was they’d walked in on. “It’s not wise to skip practice. You still have a lot of work to do on your receives.” His monotone made you both want to yell at them to get out and also laugh at how nonchalant he was with what he’d just interrupted. Ushijima just didn’t give a damn.

“Wakatoshi~ Is now really such a good time to be lecturing me? About volleyball?” Tenou whined, moving to stand in front of your, now blanketed, form, smiling lazily at Semi’s highly offended face.

Ushijima nodded seriously, “Yes. How are you ever going to get better if you skip practice?”

“S-senpai? Can I look now? You’re hurting me.” Goshiki’s small voice made his appearance apparent, Semi had clamped his hands over the young boy’s eyes as soon as what Tendou and you had been doing was made clear. Tendou raised his arms above his head and stretched, giving you a very nice view of his, lanky, back muscles, and his adorable butt.

You didn’t get to stare at his cute butt for long before you were covering your face in embarrassment, using one hand to pull the blankets to completely cover you. “C-Can you possibly have this conversation some other time?” You piped up, feeling your face heat even more as all eyes focused on you, Tendou leaning backwards just to see your expression. “Kind of indecent here…” You huffed, now feeling more irritated than embarrassment.

Tendou noticed this and took it as an order to get everyone out of your business immediately, “Okay okay, everyone, it’s time to leave~. I’ll be down in the gym in a few….mmm hours?”

“You need to be down in the gym in a few minutes or you’re going to be doing seals for the next month.” Semi huffed, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration at having to censor Goshiki from this part of his team’s life.

“Ah~ Semi semi~ So harsh.” Tendou smiled playfully before walking towards them and shooing them out of the doorway, “Go on. I’ll be down in a few… minutes….” He agreed, holding his hands together in front of him when Ushijima gave him a warning glare, “I promise, Waka-chan!”

The door closed, the whining of Goshiki not seeing anything loud and clear as they walked down the hall. You kept the blankets wrapped around you and couldn’t hide the glare directed at your boyfriend as he turned to face you. “You can completely forget about continuing.” You huffed, leaning down from the bed and grabbing his discarded tshirt. You pulled it over your head before letting the blankets fall from you.

Tendou pouted, “Aw, come on, ______-chan~ It’s not my fault.” He whined, getting on his knees in front of you and laying his hands on your knees with his chin resting on top. He stared up at you with puppy eyes, his lips pulled into a begging pout.

“It so is your fault, Satori. You should have told them you weren’t going into practice today.” You huffed, forcing yourself not to look at his pout, knowing you’d only want to kiss it away.

“But what am I supposed to do with this then?” He asked, leaning back from your legs to show you his still erect dick.

You laughed, covering your mouth in surprise at your reaction, “You talked to them…. While still hard?” You giggled, having thought he’d gone soft while in the shock of the moment.

Tendou smiled mischievously up at you before pushing you back down on the bed, pressing his lips to your ear, “I was thinking about you the whole time, _______-chan…. Why don’t you help me~ and I’ll help you~?” His voice was heavy with need, once more, and you didn’t stop his large hand sneaking under his own shirt to cup and tweak your breast. “I’ll make it worth your while~.” He hummed happily when he felt your fingers find their way into his hair, tugging as a form of encouragement.

“You’re absolutely impossible.” You smiled when he pressed his lips to yours, getting back in position over your body. You were absolutely sure he’d miss practice regardless of Semi’s threat. Minutes would definitely turn into hours. And you knew the two of you would probably be missing today’s classes, as well.

This is so well done! It made me sigh with happy at him finding love and laugh when the boys broke in upon their love making!

Kyoutani Kentarou Birthday Headcanons

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Yes, it’s the Mad Dog’s birthday. i know he has some fans out there, so join us in celebrating our angry, tsundere doggo!
~The Admins

SFW

  • Don’t throw him a party. Just don’t. He’ll flee. He’s not a party guy at all, so please respect that. 
  • The closest thing he’ll accept to a party is a small gathering with you and a few friends for dinner and a movie. Emphasis on dinner; this child loves to eat. 
  • Don’t take him somewhere too fancy–he gets kind of nervous and uptight in super fancy places. Just take him somewhere down to Earth, like an izakaya or a curry place. He’ll probably try and convince you to just take him to Lawson’s, but he really does appreciate your efforts. 
  • Honestly, he’s just a fan of a quiet night in, just the two of you. Pick a movie, get his favorite take out, put his present out where he can see it (it’ll drive him crazy in a good way) and he’ll legit have the best birthday ever. 
  • He prefers practical gifts to anything else. If you get him something frivolous, he might give you a look, like “why do I need this?” On the other hand, if you make him something by hand with a lot of love, he might need a minute to collect himself. 
  • Really, when it comes to his birthday, just show him that you love him, you respect his needs and wishes, and give him a little attention and affection, and he’ll be the happiest of happy campers. 

NSFW

  • Kyoutani can get very rough in bed most of the time–big fan of the fast fuck against the wall–but for his birthday, he likes to indulge in soft, sweet love-making. He likes to hold your hand in his, or press it against his chest. He just loves the skin-on-skin contact and the intimacy. 
  • He has a slight oral fixation, so he’s a big fan of going down. He’s a bit rough when it comes to giving oral–he tends to use his teeth–but give him a bit of direction and he’ll go at you for hours. 
  • He loves the feeling of your nails against his hair. Just touch his hair in general. It gets him going. 
  • His favorite positions involve him on top–missionary and doggy style are his absolute go-to’s. But sometimes, just for his birthday, he likes you to ride him. He loves the view. 
  • Don’t bother with lingerie–it just gets in the way. He’s the type to get you naked as quickly as possible, so he wouldn’t even really leave it on you long enough to enjoy it. However, if you go commando during your date, he’ll flip. In a good way.
  •  Absolutely adores cuddling after sex, but he’s a bit of an aggressive cuddler. He tends to cling and won’t let you get up for some time. It’s ok, though, because he’s awfully sweet in the aftermath of a long, marathon fuck. You might even see the rare Mad Dog smile. 

Happy birthday Mad dog!!

16! Tanaka! For the Christmas thing!

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“Come on, Ryu! It’ll be fun!” Tanaka’s girlfriend juts out her bottom lip, usually a sure fire move to get her way but he’s resisting admirably.

“No way babe, I’m not ruining my reputation!”

“What reputation? Ryu, everyone knows you’re really just a sweetie pie with a rough outer coating. Come on! Please? Where’s your Christmas spirit?” She employs puppy dog eyes and he rolls his own, groaning. ‘

“Fine, but I get to pick them!”

She nods enthusiastically in agreement to his terms.

That enthusiasm is promptly squashed when he shows her what he wants to get. 

“Ryu, I don’t think-”

“It’s this or nothing,” he says firmly, crossing his arms. Smirking he adds, “Where’s your Christmas spirit?”

She sighs. “Fine.”

That weekend at the party, they show up in his find: a linked ugly Christmas sweater.

“No surprise here,” Noya says laughing as he points to the “I’ve been naughty” cross-stitched over Tanaka’s chest. His best friend tosses his head back laughing heartily, the motion nearly choking his girlfriend.

“Ryu! You gotta be careful how you move in this thing! One of us is gonna get hurt,” she complains, trying to cross her arms but failing thanks to her lack of left arm hole.

Tanaka’s right arm snakes around her waist, drawing her close.

“Sorry babe,” he murmurs against her ear. “But I gotta admit,” he goes on, voice dropping an octave as he caresses her back with his fingers, “I like being able to touch skin to skin in a room full of people.”

She blushes and can only hope everyone will assume her red face is due to wearing a sweater in such a warm room, though with her and Tanaka literally attached at the hip, she doubts that’s likely.

16! Tanaka! For the Christmas thing!

“Come on, Ryu! It’ll be fun!” Tanaka’s girlfriend juts out her bottom lip, usually a sure fire move to get her way but he’s resisting admirably.

“No way babe, I’m not ruining my reputation!”

“What reputation? Ryu, everyone knows you’re really just a sweetie pie with a rough outer coating. Come on! Please? Where’s your Christmas spirit?” She employs puppy dog eyes and he rolls his own, groaning. ‘

“Fine, but I get to pick them!”

She nods enthusiastically in agreement to his terms.

That enthusiasm is promptly squashed when he shows her what he wants to get. 

“Ryu, I don’t think-”

“It’s this or nothing,” he says firmly, crossing his arms. Smirking he adds, “Where’s your Christmas spirit?”

She sighs. “Fine.”

That weekend at the party, they show up in his find: a linked ugly Christmas sweater.

“No surprise here,” Noya says laughing as he points to the “I’ve been naughty” cross-stitched over Tanaka’s chest. His best friend tosses his head back laughing heartily, the motion nearly choking his girlfriend.

“Ryu! You gotta be careful how you move in this thing! One of us is gonna get hurt,” she complains, trying to cross her arms but failing thanks to her lack of left arm hole.

Tanaka’s right arm snakes around her waist, drawing her close.

“Sorry babe,” he murmurs against her ear. “But I gotta admit,” he goes on, voice dropping an octave as he caresses her back with his fingers, “I like being able to touch skin to skin in a room full of people.”

She blushes and can only hope everyone will assume her red face is due to wearing a sweater in such a warm room, though with her and Tanaka literally attached at the hip, she doubts that’s likely.