HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you have a wonderful day and enjoy this little gift!
“Did you enjoy your birthday, ____-chan?” Kuroko asks, carding his fingers through your hair where your head lies in his lap.
You let out a long contented sigh, opening your eyes to look up at his sweet face, melting at the tenderness found in cool blue eyes. “It was wonderful, Tetsu, I loved having everyone over, especially after not seeing them for so long.”
He hums agreement, still petting your hair and you sigh, closing your eyes again, enjoying his touch. A comfortable silence ensues for a few moments but is broken when Kuroko says, “______-chan, there’s one thing I didn’t get to give you yet for your birthday.”
You crack open one eyelid, cocking up your brow. “Oh? And what’s that?”
“An orgasm.”
Heat floods your face at his unexpected answer, both your eyes flying open and your mouth gaping. Kuroko isn’t usually so… forthcoming when it comes to sex. Maybe it’s because it’s your birthday.
“Would that be… ok?” he asks, an undertone of hesitation, undoubtedly due to your stunned silence.
“Of course!” you exclaim, sitting up so fast your head spins, but that doesn’t matter because your wonderful, sweet and caring boyfriend wants to take care of you, to give you pleasure on your special day on top of throwing you a surprise party. “Wha… what did you have in mind,” you ask a bit breathless.
“I… I’d like to eat you out… with you on top of me,” he says, pink blooming over his cheeks.
You swallow thickly, heat pooling between your legs and you’re almost embarrassed at how wet you are from his admission alone. Slowly you nod your head and he smiles, standing from the couch and extending his hand to you; “Let’s take this into the bedroom, more comfortable.”
Again you nod silently, taking his hand, allowing him to lead you. Next to the bed, you undress one another, taking your time and pausing for kisses, their intensity growing with each article removed and press of skin.
You sigh under Kuroko, his body covering yours, pressing you into the mattress, the heat of his body warming your own. He kisses your neck, sucking the skin lightly then more firmly, his hand roaming over your chest to squeeze one breast then the other.
“Are you ready… cause I want my head between these amazing thighs,” he moans lowly in your ear.
“Ye… Yes, Tetsu, please…”
You feel more than see him smile, and he rolls to his back, crooking a finger. You obey the silent call, crawling up the bed and straddling his face. A gasp escapes you when his hands land on your ass, tugging you roughly down to press your glistening lips to his mouth.
He starts slow again, teasing your outer lips with his tongue, sucking one side and then the other, building the sensitivity. Your fingers grip the headboard tightly, your breath short sharp gasps and sighs, his name becoming the only thing you can remember. Finally, he flicks your clit, making your hips buck roughly.
“Sorry,” you moan.
He shakes his head. “Don’t be, ride my face, _____-chan, I want you to feel good, remember?”
You nod, take more initiative and grind your hips down, moaning loudly as his tongue grazes over and over your sensitive nub. He’s still holding your ass, molding the flesh between his fingers and moaning into your cunt, the vibrations shooting down your spine.
“Suck… suck it, please, Tetsu, suck my clit… let me come, please!”
“As you wish,” he says, doing just as you request.
It doesn’t take long for your orgasm to wash over you like a tidal wave, his name a shout on your lips as your thighs quiver in the aftershock.
Slumping to the side, your half asleep by the time he’s returned from the bathroom to wash up. He spoons up behind you, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. “Happy birthday, _____-chan.”
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday
dear anon, happy birthday to you!
I’m sorry this took me all day to get to but I have a job
and adulting responsibilities that take up ALL MY TIME!!! Anyway, I hope you
had a most splendid day and YES you followed my rules perfectly.
Enjoy!
Oikawa
SFW
Lots of spoiling from this boy. He’s sure to tell EVERYONE
it’s your birthday and to make sure wish you a happy one.
Gets you the perfect gift because he’s very observant and
notices when you look at something with longing in your eyes.
Makes sure his fangirls leave you the hell alone or there will be hell to pay!
Cuts his practice time in half because he can’t wait to take
you out to celebrate (and take you home to continue).
NSFW
Usually a teasing brat with an orgasm denial kink, he
forgoes that part of his personality in favor of giving you exactly what you ask for.
But you have to ask for it.
“Come on, ____-chan, I can’t give you
what you don’t ask for”. OK, so maybe he’s still a tease.
However, when you do he aims to please and please he does. Kissing, massage, oral, rough fucking? Whatever you
want, it’s all on the menu tonight till midnight. When the clock strikes twelve
he’s back to himself; not that you’re complaining.
“I don’t think you’ve come so many times in one night, I
hope you liked all my birthday presents,” he murmurs against your flushed,
sweat soaked skin.
Leaves you boneless and breathless, his aftercare also top
notch.
“Just lie there and relax,” he commands, going to get water
and whatever else you need to replenish your energy
Kuroko
SFW
He’s the perfect person to throw you a surprise party
because he gives away nothing.
Taiga offers his place but you’re still unsuspicious because
Kuroko is an alarming convincing liar.
“I just need to pick up a book,” he explains as you enter
the building.
Upon entry, you’re flabbergasted by not only the entire
Seirin basketball team being there but also the GOM and a few of your friends.
“Surprise!!!” they all shout and you almost fall over,
Tetsuya being there to catch you.
“You little liar,” you murmur against his hair but he just
smiles.
“You should have picked up on it when I said I needed a book from Kagami-kun.”
NSFW
Slow, sensual and thorough sex is the agenda, Tetsuya taking
his sweet time with you, giving gentle, barely there kisses until you’re
tugging him roughly by the hair.
“Patience, ____-chan.”
“It’s my birthday,
Tetsuya-kun, time for me to unwrap my favorite package.”
Upon reminder that it would be best to give you what you
want on your special day, he complies, though he’s not a rough sex kinda guy;
he just ups the pace a bit to your level.
When you’ve been satiated, he draws a bath for the two of
you, settling you between his legs and massaging your shoulder all while
placing delicate kisses to your skin.
You end the night back in bed, both sans sleep clothes, and
fall asleep in one another’s arms.
“Happy birthday, _____-chan,” Tetsuya whispers, kissing your
cheek before succumbing to slumber himself.
To celebrate the very sweet and talented @haikyuulovercompany I have constructed this Tendo fluff for her (and your)
enjoyment. HAPPY BIRTHDAY darling! I hope your day is filled with love,
laughter and Haikyuu! Everyone send her some birthday love! 🙂
A resounding crash followed by cursing has Wakatoshi walking
into the shared kitchen of his dormitory where he discovers Tendo standing in
the middle of what looks like a bakery war zone.
“Satori-san, what are you doing?” asks the ace with a
deadpan face.
Raising his head, his pants sporting a splatter of what
looks to be cake mix, the guess monster groans out, “I was trying to bake
_____-chan a birthday cake and the bowl flew from my hand while I was mixing
and well,” he ends lifting his arms, rotating back and forth before
allowing them to fall back to his sides.
Leaning down, Wakatoshi picks up the errant bowl, some of
the viscous goo sticking to his fingers as he places it in the sink.
Absentmindedly, he sucks the pink sludge from his finger, a slight tremor
shooting through his body though his face remains neutral.
“Satori-san,” he says and Tendo looks up from where he’s knelt
to start wiping up the mess, “It’s probably a good thing you didn’t end up
baking this.”
“What do you mean?” the red head asks perplexed.
“Did you taste it?”
Shaking his head, Tendo swipes a clump off his pant leg, encasing
his finger between his lips. His eyes widened, a cough spluttering out as he
rushes to get a glass of water. After chugging it down he pants, “What the hell
was that?” Looking at the ingredients spread across the counter he reaches into
a clear bin containing a white substance and licks his fingers again, groaning
as he realizes his mistake.
“I used salt instead of sugar!” the middle
blocker cries. “Why are none of these ingredients labeled?”
Patting him on the back, Wakatoshi grabs more paper towels
and begins wiping the counter down. Tendo returns to the task of cleaning the
floor before washing the dishes and putting them away, again with the ace’s
assistance.
“Thanks for your help,” Tendo sighs collapsing in a chair.
“You’re welcome, but why were you doing this? Can’t you just
buy her something?” he asks sitting as well.
“Of course not! I want her to know how special she is to me
and store-bought goodies aren’t the way to do that!”
Wakatoshi remains silent, unsure how to assist his friend.
He’s not a cook nor a baker. Finally, he says, “Just figure out something else
to get her.” He stands nodding once and then exits the room.
Tendo rolls his eyes. “Oh sure, cuz it’s the simple,” he
mutters to the empty room.
Sighing he places his head on his hand, leaning against the
table, eyes closing as he tries to think of what to make for you. He really
does want you to know how special you are, the one girl who’s liked him for
him, who didn’t run away from him in fear or start rumors or make snide
comments. But it’s not just those things he loves about you, oh no, there’s so
much more. There’s your smile that crinkles up your eyes until you can’t see, your
laugh that bubbles up like sparkling cider from your chest, your eyes that
shine like stars when you watch him play, your shouts of encouragement he
somehow always hears above the cacophony of noise in the gym.
His eyelids fly up; he knows what to do for your birthday.
Walking through the halls, your arms laden with various gifts
from friends, you know your cheeks are going to hurt for hours from all the
smiling you’ve done. Everyone just made you feel so loved! But a twinge of
sadness hits your heart when you think about how Satori had to miss school
today. You were so looking forward to seeing his goofy grin, feel his arms
around you and get your birthday kiss but a stupid cold kept him locked in his
room.
As you near the door to exit the building Wakatoshi steps
out of a classroom, his eyes landing on you. You feel a slight tremor of
nervousness shoot through you; even though you’re his best friend’s girlfriend,
he still intimidates you. But, you reason, it’s probably because you’re never
sure what he’s thinking. Being with Tendo, you’ve grown used to hearing him
speak his mind and the loudness of his behavior so someone quiet tends to
unnerve you.
“_____-chan, would you like some help?” he offers eyeing the
load of goodies in your arms.
“Tha…thank you Ushijima-san,” you stammer allowing him to
lift your burdens.
“I told you, call me Wakatoshi,” he says and you smile.
You walk in silence towards your dormitory for a bit before you
ask, “Do you know if Satori-kun is feeling better? I wanted to visit him today
but he said not to because he didn’t want to get me sick.”
“He’s fine,” the ace answers simply.
“Oh,” you reply turning your head back to look ahead of you.
Reaching your door, you grab your keys from the pocket of
your purse and unlock it. As the door swings open, you gasp, hands flying to
your mouth. Before you stands Satori, clad in a black suit (with a tie no less)
holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. Turning to look at Wakatoshi, you’re
shocked to see a very small smile on his face.
“Here,” he says handing you back your gifts, all of which would
have ended up on the floor thanks to your shock if he hadn’t been carrying
them. You realize now his reason for waiting for you and blush.
“Thank you, Wakatoshi-kun,” you say and he nods once.
Looking at his friend, he flashes a thumbs up before walking away. Entering
your room, you shut the door, dropping your presents on the bed. You rush to
Tendo, throwing your arms around his neck as he picks you up in a large hug.
“Happy birthday, lover,” he says in your ear making you
sigh.
“You little brat,” you retort, smacking his arm gently, “It’s
not nice to lie to your girlfriend, especially on her birthday!”
He chuckles as he sets you down, caressing your cheek with
his hand. “I wanted to surprise you and the only way to do it was to get everything
ready while you were in class. Besides, I think you’ll forgive me when you see
your gift.”
“What, you’re not my gift? I rather like the wrapping,” you
say blushing at his dapper appearance.
He grins widely, standing aside to reveal a pretty dress
picked especially for you. “I’ll admit, I needed help picking it out, so you
can thank Kayami-san for that.” It’s your favorite color, knee length and cut
modestly but is fancy enough to match his suit.
“I’ll wait outside,” he says opening the door. “I’d say take
your time but we do have a reservation so if you can be ready in twenty minutes
that would be great. I tried to get it later but this was the best they could
do.”
“It’s fine!” you say quickly, hurrying to pick up the
garment. “I’ll be ready in fifteen!”
He shakes his head at your cute eagerness and shuts the door.
True to your word, fifteen minutes later you step out, hair and makeup done to
perfection. Tendo stares openly, his mouth slightly agape.
“You look amazing,” he breathes, hands settling on your
waist.
“Thank you,” you whisper blushing.
Grabbing your hand, he leads you outside to the gates of the
school where a car is waiting. Inside you see his mother grinning and waving
from the driver side and you return the wave with a bright smile. Opening the
door for you, Tendo helps you get seated then sits down himself.
The ride to the restaurant is filled with you telling Satori
about your day and all the lovely gifts and thoughtful messages people gave
you. Eventually you arrive to the new fusion restaurant that just opened about
a month ago that you and Satori kept saying you wanted to go to.
His mom says she’ll be back in a couple hours before waving
the two of you off.
As you enter, Satori goes to the hostess podium and gives
his name. She smiles at him then you, indicating you to follow her. Walking to
the back, you’re surprised to find a private table set up with candles, more
flowers and soft music playing; it’s all so romantic and sweet. Satori pulls
out your chair, helping you get seated before taking his own.
Reaching across the table, he grabs your hand, trailing his
thumb over the back of it and staring in your eyes. Clearing his throat, he
retracts his hand, grabbing a small wrapped box from his inside jacket pocket
and hands it to you.
“Happy birthday,” he says grinning.
You smile back, tugging the paper off and opening the box; inside
is a piece of folded paper.
Unfurling it, you see Tendo’s spikey but somehow legible
writing scrawled across the white square. Pulling it near your face, you read:
Lover,
I tried to bake a cake
for you
It really seemed not
hard to do
But salt and sugar
look the same
Needless to say, it turned
out lame
I’m not a sculptor,
painter or such
My sense of colors
really sucks
So to make you art would
be too hard
But I just couldn’t
buy a generic card
And thus far if you
couldn’t tell
I don’t write poetry
very well
But it was the only
thing that I could do
To explain how much I
really love you
I love your eyes and the
sparkle they hold
Your cheering always
makes me bold
Your kind-hearted, selfless
spirit
I can’t believe you’d
let me near it
I love the way you laugh
and smile
You make my heart beat
at a hundred miles
You really don’t know
how much you mean to me
But I hope over time
you will see
So thank you for your
grace and love
I treasure all of you,
my precious dove
As you look up, a stray tear slides down your cheek, but you’re
smiling softly as Satori watches you. Standing up, you come to him and kiss his
lips gently.
“This is the best present I received all day, thank you
Satori-kun,” you say and he smiles.
Retaking your seat, you giggle out, “Did you really mix up salt
and sugar?”
He blushes, nodding his head and you laugh a bit harder but
he loves your laughter, even if you’re laughing at him and eventually he laughs
too, thinking really it was quite funny. Before long, you’re ordering a sampler
platter to share, chatting away about this and that and just generally enjoying
one another’s company.
“By the way, what made you decide to go to dinner all
dressed up? You didn’t have to do all this you know?” you ask before taking a
bite of dessert.
“I wanted to spoil you a bit. You do a lot for me and take
so little in return. Plus,” he adds taking out another box, “That wasn’t your
only present.”
You take the box, unwrapping it carefully. Popping it open,
your breath catches, eyes widening as you look at its contents. Nestled in
bright pink tissue paper is a silver locket, but instead of a heart it’s round,
the pattern of a volleyball etched into its surface.
“I had to go to Tokyo to get that, hence my absence from
school today,” he confesses. He pauses before saying, “Open it.”
Gently you unclasp the latch and open the locket, gasping
when your eyes fall upon a picture of you and Satori from your first date a
year ago. Inscribed on the other side are the words: “A monster and his lover.”
Satori stands, moving behind you and taking the necklace
from your hands to clasp it around your neck. Leaning down, he kisses your
cheek, whispering, “I love you.”
You turn your head, lips capturing his before you breathe
back, “I love you too, my lovely monster.”
In honor of the birth of the lovely @setter-crush-central here
is a fluffy, romantic birthday scenario with Sugawara Koshi!
The ringing of your cell phone wakes you from a lovely
slumber, a groan pulling from your lips when you notice it’s still slightly
dark outside. Who in the world would call you this early? Picking up the phone,
it’s light so blinding you’re unable to see who’s calling, you answer groggily,
“Hello?”
“Rise and shine beautiful,” Koshi’s way too chipper voice
says from the other end.
“Koshi, do you know what time it is?” you moan, rolling onto
your back.
“Yep, it’s time for you to get up! You have exactly one hour to get ready before I’m at your
house to steal you away, no matter your state of dress. So I suggest you get
moving!”
“You’re such a brat,” you grumble but your tone is laced
with endearment, a smile on your face he can hear in your voice.
“Yes, but you love me anyway,” he quips back. “Now hurry up,
I’ll see you in an hour.” He hangs up and you snort; he can be such a pest
sometimes but he isn’t lying. You love him anyway.
Rolling out of bed, you stumble to the bathroom. As you dry
off from your shower, you realize you forgot to ask what you should be wearing
so you shoot a text to your boyfriend before turning on the hair dryer. A few
seconds later you receive a reply: Something
comfortable, most likely would be best to wear layers. T-minus thirty minutes!
Rolling your eyes, you shoot an emoji of the same expression
receiving one with its tongue stuck out in return that makes you laugh.
Hair dried, you pick out dark denim jeans, tennis shoes and
your favorite shirt, throwing over it a sweatshirt you stolen from Suga when
you first started dating. When you finish applying your makeup, you send
another text asking if you should eat breakfast before he arrives.
Of course not! What
kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t make sure you were well nourished?
You shake your head, making your way to the kitchen to wait
for him. At preciously one hour since the time he called you there is a knock
at the door. Opening it you find your pretty (he hates that you call him that
but you do anyway because it’s true) boyfriend standing on your porch with a bouquet
of your favorite flowers and a backpack on his back.
Smiling, you take them, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Thanks,”
you say before turning away to put them in a vase with water. That done, you
turn back to him. “So, where to first?”
“First, food,” he answers, taking your hand and tugging you
towards the door.
“Wait, I have to leave a note for my parents,” you say but
he shakes his head.
“I already told them our plans to make sure it was ok that I
stole you for the whole day,” he says and you smile; he’s so considerate.
Following him out, you lock the door and the two of you make your way down the
quiet, lamp lit streets. Soon enough you’ve arrived at a little café the two of
you have dubbed “your place” as it is the location of your first ever official date.
You’ve been coming here consistently throughout the length of your relationship,
their breakfasts one of the best in town.
“I thought about taking you somewhere new, you know, because
it’s your birthday and all, but I figured it would be better to take you where
I know you love the food,” Suga says as he pulls out your chair. You sit down,
not even needing to look at the menu.
You both order your favorite breakfasts, then looking across
the table smile at each other.
“So far so good,” you say playfully tapping the top of his
hand.
It doesn’t take long for your food to arrive since you’re
the first customers of the day. You actually had no idea this place opened so
early. As your piping hot breakfast is set before you, your mouth waters.
Giving thanks for the food, you both dig in, chatting idly about everything and
nothing as you often do.
Once the meal is over and Suga has paid, he takes your hand
again. You love that he always holds your hand no matter where you are. At
school, on the train, watching a movie, his hand consistently seeks yours,
threading your fingers together and maintaining a firm grip.
Your second stop is atop of hill where Koshi pulls out a
blanket from his bag. Setting it down, he sits, motioning for you to follow.
Once you are seated, he scoots right up next to you, wrapping his arm around
your shoulders.
“And, here we go, in three…two…one,” he says lowly. As he
ends, the sky begins to shift in color from light indigo to faded violet, then
pink, then orange. The sun crests the horizon, gold flashing across the
buildings of Torono Town, your vantage giving you a perfect view. You don’t
realize you’ve been holding your breath until your chest burns prompting you to
exhale. It’s been so long since you saw a proper sunrise.
“You light up my life,” Koshi says and you turn to look at
him, “even in my darkest times you’ve lit up my world with colors and beauty.”
“You’re so cheesy,” you whisper but you’re blushing.
Nuzzling your nose, he murmurs back, “You know you love it.”
The two of you turn your attention back to the scene before
you, Koshi with his arm still around you and your head on his shoulder. After a
few more minutes, he shifts and you look at him again.
“Ready for the next surprise?” he asks and you nod.
Standing up, he extends his hand and helps you to your feet.
Packing up the blanket, he slings the bag onto his back before taking your
hand.
You walk together to the train station. After a couple hours,
you arrive in the Yamanashi Prefecture.
Koshi hurries you along, clearly excited to spring his
surprise. Rounding a corner, you see a bus.
“What are we doing?” you ask as you board, Koshi showing
tickets to the host.
“Fruit picking and lunch at Kiyogato Kogen Hotel,” he
responds grinning.
You smile widely; this is something you’ve never done before
and you’re thrilled he picked an activity that will give you the whole day
together experiencing something new.
The rest of the day is spent window shopping, fruit picking
and eating some of the most delicious food you’ve ever tasted while meeting new
and fun people who are on the tour as well. Koshi is smiling his beautiful
smile the whole time, it getting bigger whenever he sees you really enjoying
yourself.
By the time you return to the train to go home, you’re full,
sleepy and happy. As you approach your door, you turn to face Koshi.
“Thank you for a wonderful birthday,” you say and kiss him
lightly.
“It’s not over yet,” he whispers then throws open the front
door.
“SURPRISE!!!”
Inside are all of Karasuno’s volleyball team, including
Coach Ukai and Takeda-sensei along with your parents and a handful of your
other friends from school.
Looking at Koshi, your eyes wide, you splutter out, “How…when…you…”
“What? Did you think you’d get away with just celebrating
with him?” Noya-san asks loudly.
“Yeah, since when do we pass up an opportunity for fun and
food?” Tanaka pipes in with a laugh.
You grin wider, moving forward to greet each friend with a
large hug. Soon the party is in full swing, talking, laughing and more eating
taking place. You’re surprised you have room for any more food, but your mom
made your favorites so you can’t pass them up.
After all the presents are opened and the guests properly
seen on their way, you hug Koshi tightly, kissing him a bit longer. “This has
been the best birthday ever,” you sigh.
“One last thing,” he says reaching in his back pocket. Moving
his hand forward, he presents a long, thin box, wrapped with a red bow. Opening
it, you find a necklace with your birth stone hanging on it.
“Oh Koshi, it’s beautiful,” you breathe out. He takes it
from your hand, turning you around so he can put it on you.
When you look back at him, he smiles. “Now it’s beautiful,”
he replies. Leaning forward he kisses you once more before saying, “Sleep well
my love, I’ll see you at school on Monday. I love you.”
As you lay your head on your pillow, you fall asleep with a
smile on your face. You’re so happy to be loved by so many people but you feel
luckiest to be loved by Koshi.
Like I said, fluff!!!! I hope you enjoyed it and that you
have a super awesome birthday!! Also, I got the idea of the date when looking
for romantic things to do in Japan. Here is the link to the site I found with a
description of the outing.
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