This is a GOOD ASK, nonny. I had fun with this one! Hope you enjoy 🙂
~Admin Alyx
Noya:
Noya pounded into you, soft grunts escaping him with each thrust. He was always a tiger in bed, but after a win he was downright primal, insatiable, and you loved it. He gripped your hand, pressing it into the sheets. His face contorted in pleasure, his mouth hanging open.
“Shit, ____. So good,” he moaned.
You could tell he was close as his rhythm began to stutter, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, holding him close. He dropped his head to your shoulder with a low groan.
“Fuck, babe. Not gonna last. Can’t–”
You rolled your hips in tandem with his, letting him sink deeper with each staccato thrust. He turned his face into your neck, sinking his teeth into your neck to keep himself quiet.
The sudden, sharp pain shocked a gasp from your lips, trailing into a high-pitched whimper; the sensation shooting through you combined with Noya’s brutal rhythm was enough to drive you over the edge, your legs clamping around his hips, back arching off the bed as you came so hard you saw stars.
It took only a few more rough thrusts before Noya found his release as well, biting down hard as he spilled himself into the condom.
It took several moments for both of you to catch your breath, but then Noya was lifting his head with a grin, tracing the bruise blossoming on your neck with a gentle touch.
“You liked that,” he said. “Kinky, ____.”
You spluttered, your cheeks flushing red as you remembered the sounds that had come from your mouth.
“I–I mean–” you stammered, scrambling for excuses but coming up empty. Noya silenced you with a kiss, hands coming up to cup your cheeks.
“Shh,” he said with a bright grin. “It’s hot. Don’t be embarrassed, ‘kay?”
You nodded, reassured by his words, even though your blush refused to recede.
Iwaizumi:
You smiled when you heard the keys in the door signalling that Iwaizumi was home. You called out a “Welcome home” once you heard the door open, but he was unusually quiet. You heard him trudge over, and then he slumped over the back of the sofa where you were sitting, wrapping his arms around your neck.
“Aww, babe,” you said, your hand reaching up to stroke through his hair. “Rough day?”
He let out a noncommittal grunt, nuzzling against your neck. His breath tickled against your skin as he let out a deep sigh. Then, with a low hum almost like a growl, the energy surrounding him changed, and he switched from soft nuzzles to open-mouthed kisses against your neck.
“Need you,” he said, his voice low and rough. The urge to lean into his touch and let him take what he needed was overwhelming, but–your computer still sat in your lap, a reminder of the amount of work you had to do.
“Hajime, I’m working,” you protested.
“Please,” he said, breath hot against your neck. He took your earlobe between his teeth, giving it a sharp tug.
You froze, your breath hitching in your chest. Iwaizumi picked up on your reaction like a dog on the scent. You could feel his grin against your neck as he nosed at the tender skin there, letting out a slow breath that made you shiver.
“What was that, _____?”
“Nothing,” you said, a touch too quickly.
“Clearly,” Iwaizumi said, sounding far too smug. You could still feel his breath hot on your skin as he hovered just above your neck. The anticipation was heady, waiting for what he’d do next.
The first slow drag of his teeth against your neck made you gasp.
“You want me to, don’t you?” Iwaizumi said. “You want me to leave bruises on that pretty skin. You want me to mark you.”
You couldn’t help it. You whimpered. Your face flamed red, and part of you wanted to hide in your hands, but you didn’t dare move.
“You wanna put that computer away now, _____?”
You nodded hastily, desire winning out over your embarrassment. Besides, you knew Iwaizumi would never hold it against you.
Tendou:
You loved Tendou. You really did.
But right now, you kind of hated him.
He was working his way up your legs at a glacial pace, as if determined to kiss every mole and freckle you had. He left kitten licks against the inside of your knee, nuzzled against that ticklish spot on your inner thigh, and generally laved attention everywhere except where you wanted it.
“Satori,” you groaned, and you could feel him grin in response against the inside of your thigh.
“What is it, ____?”
“You know exactly what it is, you fucking tease.”
“Rude, ____-kun. You should at least ask nicely!”
“C’mon, babe. Get on with it,” you said. He had you so worked up you were practically aching for it, and your patience was wearing thin.
“Tsk, tsk,” Tendou chided. “Didn’t say please!”
“Satori–”
“Bad children who don’t say please should be punished, don’t you think?” Tendou crooned, looking up at you through his lashes.
“Satori, I swear to god, if you don’t–”
You were cut off as he sank his teeth into the tender flesh of your inner thigh and bit down, hard.
The noise that escaped you barely sounded human, and it was in an octave you hadn’t even known you were capable of. Heat rushed to your face as the realization set in, and you hesitantly looked down to see Tendou’s reaction.
He was staring at you wide-eyed, something akin to glee spreading across his features. “Ohh?” he said with a grin. “What’s this?”
“Sacchan, please,” you whined, practically writhing against the sheets.
“Very interesting indeed,” Tendou said with a smirk, moving to your other thigh and dragging his lips across your skin. Your breath hitched at the first brush of teeth, and Tendou grinned. “What to do with this discovery?”
“Please, Satori,” you said, past caring that you were begging. “Gods, please.”
Tendou chuckled.
“Well, you did say please.”
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