in their second year

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When the final bell goes, Yachi, who’s already neatly packed away her pencil case, pushes her chair back, gives the most cursory, absentminded bow she’s ever given in her schooling career, picks up her bag and hightails it out of class like a mini-hurricane.

Her hands are still shaking a little, her knuckles white from where she was gripping the edge of her desk. Her heart sings a pitter-patter rhythm all the way down the corridor.

today – today – today’s the day –

Sunlit sakura, pale pink, delicate like possibilities, greet her as she emerges into the open. She’s wearing her lucky stars in her hair, just for today.

It doesn’t stop her from nearly tripping over her own feet, as she barrels across the courtyard, squeaks out a small apology to a bush she’d collided into and stumbles into the gym.

“Yachi-san?”

The voice that greets her is slightly surprised.

Yachi, startled to hear a voice at all, comes to a flustered halt by the doorstep and looks up.

“Kageyama-kun! Good afternoon,” she calls out, smiling.

Kageyama nods at her from the court, volleyball already in his hands.

“You’re early,” he observes.

Yachi laughs a little sheepishly as she walks over to the benches. “I ran here right after class. I was so nervous… you’re early too, Kageyama-kun?”

“Yeah.”

He tosses the ball in the air. Yachi, expecting a serve, braces herself for the firm sound of impact, but Kageyama lets the ball drop instead, catches it in his hands again with a preoccupied frown, spinning it in between his palms.

Yachi sits down and rummages through her bag for her tracksuit.

“Why are you nervous, Yachi-san?” Kageyama asks.

“Ah, um, that is! You know, today, the new members are coming, and, I…”

Yachi lets her voice trail off as she rests her bag in her lap, feels her pulse quicken again, clenches her fist, small and tight by her side. She tucks her ankles under the bench, one way, then another, and presses her toes into the floor, restless.

Her gaze wanders upwards to meet Kageyama’s, steady, intense.

“Me too,” he admits, with a brusque nod.

Yachi stares. “Huh?”

“I’m nervous about the new members too. I don’t know if I can be a good senpai. Because the last time, at Kitagawa Daiichi, I was. Kind of shitty.”

He says it with a blunt kind of frankness, self-conscious, but honest nonetheless, and Yachi’s the one blushing now even as she fumbles for something she can say, inadequate as it surely is.

“That’s – don’t think about that, Kageyama-kun, that was last time, you’re different now.”

Kageyama takes a short breath, lets it out quickly with a quiet huff.

Unexpectedly, Yachi sees the corners of his lips twitch, into something like a smile – a genuine smile –

“Thanks,” he says. “So are you. So. Don’t worry.”

He turns back to face the other side of the court, tosses the ball high and smashes down a decisive serve. It’s perfect, knocking down the bottle on the other side. Spot on.

Yachi, her cheeks still flushed, thinks:

we’re stronger now. we can do it.

She lets the simplicity of his reassurance wash over her, and her heart brightens, like her stars.

Love!!!!

Precious young blueberry Kageyama realizes he has a crush on Yachi! And at the end of a heated match he kisses her in the heat of the moment! SUrprsing everyone, even Yachi herself! Bonus brownie points if she kisses him back or he confesses to her soon after -Trash Anon

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The stadium was silent as the ball stuttered to a stop on the opponent’s side of the court. Then, all at once, everyone was in an uproar. The opponents wilted in defeat as Karasuno celebrated in victory.

Kageyama and Hinata looked at each other in euphoric awe, eyes wide and mouths agape in open grins.

“YEAHHH!” they yelled simultaneously as they exchanged double high-fives. Kageyama turned around as his upperclassmen charged towards him while shouting, “KAGEYAMAAAA.” He charged right back, lifting his hands to give them all high-fives all the while roaring at the top of his lungs, too happy to care about how awkward his high-fives were and how funny his face must have looked, too happy to care about how he might regret his actions later as he ran towards Yachi with his hands raised and gave her a high-five and then yelled with her for a moment before taking her shoulders and catapulting his lips right onto hers.

All of Karasuno fell dead silent. Kageyama all but flew backwards once he realized what he’d done, gibberish tumbling out of his mouth as he tried to explain to everyone—and himself, for that matter—his life choices.

Tanaka and Nishinoya were the first to recover. “Nice going! Who woulda thought!” they boomed, slapping his back so hard that he almost fell onto Yachi—who had ascended into another dimension ever since the kiss. Somewhere in the background, Hinata was screeching, “How dare you lay your mangy hands on our innocent manager!”

Sugawara’s eyebrows had disappeared into his hairline. “K-Kageyama, you should ask her out while you’re at it.”

The second-years took his advice to heart and began chanting to Kageyama, “Ask her out! Ask her out!” They didn’t notice that the boy was dead inside.

“Um,” Kageyama choked out. “Y-Yachi-san, um—”

“Sure!” she hurriedly squeaked, finally snapping back into reality. She and Kageyama shared the same sentiment: get this over with, go home, and never come out of their respective houses.

Tanaka and Nishinoya grinned and pushed the two first-years together, urging them outside along with the rest of Karasuno.

“Ya better sit next to each other on the bus!” they crowed.

Favorite line: “She and Kageyama shared the same sentiment: get this over with, go home, and never come out of their respective houses.”

This is just too cute!

Kageyama: Me + You = Happiness Times 2

Ask: Hi there!! I’d like to request a scenario with Kageyama and a female reader where they both have crushes on each other but are equally awkward and adorable about trying to confess that they like the other and they fail a few times before they both finally muster up the courage to confess to each other and it’s cute and fluffy and awkwardly adorable because they had no reason to worry at all. I’m just really in the mood for awkward and adorable Kags so i hope this makes the list! TYSM!!

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER!!! I hope you’re still in the mood for awkward, adorable Kags (and I hope this is actually adorable). Thank you for your patience!

One day after practice, Kageyama approached Yachi asking, “I’m having trouble with that new chapter in math, would you be able to help me?”

Yachi bit her bottom lip, an apology written on her face. “Sorry, Kageyama-kun,” she said scratching her chin, “I have a lot to work on with the new posters and my English homework.” After a moment, she brightened, extending one finger up in a gesture of inspiration. “But ______ is really good at math, I’m sure she’d help you.”

At the mention of ______’s name, Kageyama couldn’t stop his cheeks from flushing a bright red. The last thing he wanted was help from her. Not because he didn’t like her, oh no, it was the complete opposite. He didn’t want her to know how hard math, and other subjects, were for him to grasp. But with the threat of missing out on summer training camp because of make-up tests looming over him, he begrudgingly nodded. “Ok, um, will you-?

“I’ll talk to her, no worries, Kageyama-kun!” Yachi exclaimed, giving him a salute.

He thanked her before running back to the court where Hinata was shouting at him to give him one more toss.

“I never pegged you for the devious sort,” Ennoshita teased, a knowing look in his eyes.

Now it was Yachi blushing as she shook her head. “No..no, I really couldn’t help-”

He patted her on the shoulder. “You’re a good friend, Yacchan. Sometimes people need a little extra push, right?”

Smiling, the tiny blonde nodded, hurrying to her bag to send ______ a text.

Later that night she giggled at the reply.

You did WHAT?!!!

I told Kageyama-kun you’d help him with his math. What, you don’t want to?

It’s not that! But….him and me….alone…? ヾ(ﾟдﾟ)ﾉ

You’re welcome! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

YACHI!!!

Seriously, you will help, right? ಥ_ಥ

…….fine

YEAH!!! (•◡•) /

Kageyama laid on his bed, volleyball tossing up and down though his mind was, for once, not solely focused on the sport he so adored. Instead, he was thinking of his “study date” as Yachi had called it in her text to him that evening. Just the idea of him and ______ on a date had his heart pounding and he really wished she hadn’t called it that because now he wasn’t sure what to think or do.

Had _______ called it a date, or was that Yachi just using a figure of speech? Had she figured out he had a crush on _____? Probably. Yachi was surprisingly astute about more things than just school.

The smack of the ball against his face made him groan. Just what he needed, a red mark on his forehead! Standing quickly, he looked in the mirror sighing when he saw there was no mark and deciding he should just try to get some sleep.

The next day was a Saturday but as usual Kageyama was up at the break of dawn, running. Huffing and puffing through the cold air he hoped a thorough workout would calm his jittery nerves so that he had some hope of focusing while ______ was tutoring him.

Those hopes were promptly dashed the moment he stepped into the cafe they’d agreed to meet at. There she sat, pencil in hand and books already on the table. Her focus was on the papers in front of her so Kageyama had an opportunity to take her in unobserved. He’d thought her pretty enough in their uniform but here, in the real world, she was something else entirely, wearing a soft looking dress of a color he wasn’t sure the name of along with white knee high socks and ankle boots, a plush white scarf around her neck. Not an overly affectionate person, Kageyama was startled by the overwhelming want to wrap his arms around her and squeeze.

That was until her head whipped up and she caught him staring. His shoulders went rigid, the clutch of his hand on the strap of his bag tightening. Oh god, how long had he been looking? Was he creeping her out?

He relaxed slightly when she smiled and waved him over.

“Good morning Kageyama-kun,” she said sweetly as he approached.

“Good morning, ______-san,” he returned, thankful his voice hadn’t cracked.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before she spoke once more. “Yachi mentioned you were having trouble-”

‘Yes!” he said a bit too abruptly, rifling through his bag to offset the sudden awkward tension. “Um, this chapter,” he offered, pointing to the appropriate page in his book.

She leaned forward, eyes darting over the figures he’d written down. “Oh, I see where you went wrong. Here let me show…”

But Kageyama was already lost and it wasn’t because he didn’t understand the math, though that definitely played a part. From this distance, he could smell her perfume, a sweet floral scent that wasn’t overly strong. The fan of her breath hit his hand and he almost shuddered. How was he going to do this? Looking up was a mistake because now he was aware of how close their faces were, prompting him to jerk back suddenly.

He moved so violently that his chair leg caught on a loose tile, sending it toppling to the side and subsequently spilling him onto the floor. ______, of course, was so startled she jumped up which knocked the table, spilling her coffee all over their papers and her hand.

She hissed in pain drawing Kageyama’s attention to her and away from his own embarrassment.

“Damn it,” he groaned standing quickly, trying to ignore the stares and snickers of their fellow patrons. “Are you ok? I’m so sorry!”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said quietly but the redness of her hand said otherwise.

“Here, let’s get that under some cold water,” Kageyama insisted and without thought grasped her non-injured hand to drag her towards the back of the restaurant.

Whipping open the bathroom door, he ushered her inside. “Run cold water on that, I’ll be right back.”

Bewildered, she did as told, jumping slightly when he returned a few minutes later saying through the closed door, “When you’re done, come back to the table.”

She finished up, drying her hand and wincing when it continued to sting. Walking swiftly, she reached their table to find Kageyama had procured a first aid kit from the staff and taken the time to clean up the mess as best he could. He gestured for her to sit and after she did so, silently asked for her hand. Blushing furiously, she extended it, unable to look at his face as he deftly put burn ointment on the affected area and then with a tenderness she never would have expected from someone normally so brusque, wrapped gaze and a bandage around it.

When he was done, Kageyama nodded once then stood, making his way to return the kit.

He returned quickly, falling back into his chair and sighing out, “Leave it to me to not only ruin our study date but injure you in the process.”

Her eyes whipped up. “This was a date?”

Kageyama felt his cheeks flame, the red hue he was sure to be brighter than the burn on her hand. “Um, well, that is…Yachi mentioned…I mean, I thought-”

“Did you want it to be a date?” The question left her mouth before she’d given proper thought to it and a second later she clamped her hand over her mouth.

Kageyama looked at her a moment, then figuring he might as well go for broke, nodded. “Yeah, I, um, I’ve been wanting to ask you out for a while now, just…never….did.”

“Yeah, that’s the way to win her over,” he thought bitterly, clenching his fist upon the table and looking towards the ground.

His head snapped up at the feel of her hand on his. “I…I’d like it…if you did,” she confessed.

Swallowing his nerves, present still despite the complete certainty she’d say yes, Kageyama asked, “______, would you like to go on a date with me? A proper one?”

She smiled. “Yes, Kageyama-kun, I’d like that very much.”

“And next time I won’t fall over and spill coffee on you,” he muttered, much enjoying the feel of her fingers toying with his own.

Giggling, she finally grasped his hand completely and gave it a squeeze. “Technically,” she said, drawing out the word, “you didn’t spill the coffee on me. I did that all on my own.”

He huffed out a laugh, shaking his head.

“So, shall we get back to work?” she asked.

Staring at the coffee logged papers, Kageyama shrugged. “Might as well,” he agreed and scooted his chair right next to hers, no longer worried about being too close.

I LOVE Bungo Stray Dogs! Just watched it this year! So how about a crossover ask? Head canons for Hinata, Yamaguchi and Yachi being in the armed detective agency. What are their abilities , how did they join, etc? Thank you!

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Yamaguchi Tadashi

I think it would be control over a lesser-used element, such as ink, glass, blood, dust, paper, etc. Something that doesn’t have a versatile amount of functions, but he’s practiced it so often that it’s great when he can use it.

I think he would join with Tsukishima, purely because Tsukishima joined. He wouldn’t want his close friend to be alone and he also likes the idea of using his powers for good.

Most of the time, he stays back in the agency and doesn’t go on missions. He’s more of a record-keeper/secretary, but he’s also good at getting information from targets purely because of how harmless he appears. He also does investigation work.

Hinata Shouyou

His ability would be enhanced physicality. At its base level, he’d be able to jump higher than the average person, and he would also have an incredible amount of speed. His ability is enhanced whenever he has allies around, giving him enhanced strength and stamina. The more allies at his side during combat, the strong he gets.

The drawback to this ability is that it’s hard to control his strength. He can misjudge his leaps or underestimate how much damage he’s going to do with a punch.

He’d likely be a frontline fighter, deployed whenever violence is expected to happen. He’s definitely not a detective or anything like that.

Yachi Hitoka

The ability to bring life into her drawings. She can use her drawings to help her get to higher places or create minions to fight for her/assist her allies.

However, she’s not that strong herself. So she’s usually more of a supporting role. She uses her abilities to make back up for her allies.

Purely a secretary, only deployed in combat when necessary. Hinata and Kageyama have taught her self-defense, and how to use the size of her enemies against them. However, she doesn’t really have the stomach for hardcore detective work.

OMG THESE ARE PERFECT! And now I want a HaikyuuxBSD crossover so bad it hurts! Thank you so much!

Guys, make sure you head over to drop as ask to these guys, this was amazing! Maybe even help me out by indulging in my need of more if this crossover!

I loved your Types of Hugs! Could you do Types of Kisses for the Karasuno team, including managers and coaches? I know it’s past your character limit so if not that’s fine. Thank you!

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[I don’t mind doing Types of ____ for whole teams actually, since it’s just assigning them to the different sections, so no worries and thank you for requesting that!!! And your lovely comments on your reblogs -3-]

Types of Kisses – Karasuno

Eskimo Kisses: Sugawara Koushi, Azumane Asahi, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Yachi Hitoka, Takeda Ittetsu
Forehead Kisses: Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi, Ennoshita Chikara, Tsukishima Kei, Shimizu Kiyoko
French Kisses: Sugawara Koushi, Ukai Jr.
Cheek Kisses: Nishinoya Yuu, Ennoshita Chikara, Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou, Shimizu Kiyoko, Yachi Hitoka
Bite and Nibble: Sugawara Koushi, Nishinoya Yuu, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Ukai Jr.
Blowing a Kiss: Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Kageyama Tobio (in his most awkward fashion), Takeda Ittetsu

Awwwww! These are so cute, I love Kageyama’s 😂 Thanks for doing these!

Win or Lose with You

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It’s my darling son Kageyama’s birthday! For the occasion, I decided to do a bit of a follow-up to the birthday fic I wrote for myself in 2016. l focused this around the lyrics to Dessa’s “It’s Only Me” like with the last one (the title comes from the refrain). Honestly, I’ve raved about her on this blog before and I love everything she does, so please listen to her stuff because it’s gr8

Anyway, happy birthday to my Sweet Blueberry Boy, Tobio

– Admin Rachel Lauren

It’s quiet when Kageyama enters the apartment. That’s to be expected, though. He left at an ungodly hour and is returning in the same fashion, but this time without your exhausted presence to welcome him home like you had seen him off. He would have loved to seen you waiting for him outside the security check at the airport to drive him home. If it hadn’t been around two in the morning, that would have been the plan. No, now your sleep goes uninterrupted by his arrival.

It’s for the best, anyway, as you have to be up for work in the morning.

Just as he sits in the foyer to take off his shoes, Kageyama hears the creak of your bedroom door opening.

“Tobio?” Your voice is soft and drenched with sleepiness. He’s heard this voice of yours so many times already, and yet there’s something so uniquely beautiful to it this time. Even with your hair a tousled mess from just waking up and the way you squint in the hallway light is a sight for sore eyes. At least for him.

“Welcome home,” you mumble. A yawn comes out to punctuate that.

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Happy birthday Tobio!!!

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Christmas with…The Pretty Setter Squad

A/N: Praise our beautiful Aphrodite children amirite

Sugawara

He is the BEST at hosting Christmas parties and being a part of them. He’s so kind and charismatic, it really sets the mood for a nice evening. (Also if he ever meets your parents this will make them instantly love him.)

Spicy food on a cold day is A+ in his book. He will, no matter what, eat the spiciest thing he can make or order (much to your amazement). If you like spicy food too he will challenge you.

Oikawa

Not only is he the Grand King Setter, but he’s the Grand King of ugly Christmas sweaters. Catch him with the cringiest threads he can find every day. (Also pls match with him at least once.)

His desired Christmas gift (if you can even call it a gift) is you two singing Christmas carols in front of Iwaizumi’s window at midnight. Hopefully you won’t die.

Kenma

Sorry, but once it starts getting cold outside, Kenma is strictly a homebody. He’s so sensitive to the cold it’s almost comical at times. (Open his window when he’s asleep and it’s snowing lmao he will literally jump out of the bed like a cat.)

Getting some hot chocolate and having a video game or movie marathon is his favorite thing to do. And being snowed in somehow makes it even more fun. He’ll cuddle up under a fluffy blanket with you too.

Kageyama

He hates the cold and always overdresses you for it? Like he keeps offering you his earmuffs and mittens, but you already have like 3 pairs on chill Kags.

He’ll wrap an arm around you in public more than once , but only because he insists he “needs warmth” not because he wants to or anything. The content look and blush on his face proves otherwise.

Akaashi

He doesn’t really get the hype for Christmas, but he thinks when you get excited about it it’s super cute. It makes him want to participate in the festivities.

He can, and will give you the best present ever. It’s always something he knows you need. It’s amazing how spot on his giving skills are.

So cute!!

A little instruction

haiykuties:

So….a number of Sundays ago I submitted an ask talking about Kageyama getting sex tips from Oikawa, in that Oikawa was in the room while Kageyama and his girlfriend were having sex. I was anon for some reason so I don’t know if anyone remember it lol.

Anyway, the idea stuck with me and wouldn’t leave and turned into this MASSIVE thing I’m presenting here.

Warning for a bit of shaming (nothing overt but it’s there).

-Admin Jade @vball-baes-bball-babes

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“Can you repeat that? Wait, let me get my phone,” Oikawa says, smirk firmly in place.

Kageyama’s face flames brighter.“Oikawa-san, please!” He bows, body angled to a perfect 90 degrees.

The former setter of Seijoh stares at the top of his head, expression morphing to consternation. This scenario feels all too familiar to a random afternoon years ago when Tobio had no idea how to draw potential from his freakish middle blocker. He crosses his arms. “Why me?”

Kageyama stands upright, but is unable to meet his eyes to those of his former senpai. “I don’t…I don’t have anyone else to ask,” he admits.

“What? None of your precious crows knows how to-“

“It’s not that!” shouts the dark haired boy. Breathing hard, he finally meets his eyes to Oikawa’s. “They’re my friends…but I can’t ask them this.”

“So you trust me…over them…with this?”

Kageyama takes a deep breath. “You already look down on me. I…I have no more pride or dignity to lose with you. And if asking for help make things better with ____ , then I’ll do it.”

Oikawa’s mouth is open, ready to tell him he can take his pride and shoved it but the sound of her name snapped it shut. Of all the people in the world it has to be her. He stares hard at the blushing young man before him, mind reeling now that he’s revealed just who he’s seeking intimate advice for.

Then a slow, devious smile curls over Oikawa’s lips, his shoulders relaxing.

All of it puts Kageyama on edge.

Just as he’s about to tell him “never mind” Oikawa says, “Fine, I’ll help you out.” Kageyama opens his mouth to thank him only the words get stuck in his throat when he continues with, “But I’m not going to just tell you. I’m going to be there, giving you instruction.”

Kageyama’s mouth opens and closes, words jumbling in his brain. He wants to scream, tell Oikawa to go to hell but he stands silent in shock. “Meet me here,” the brunette says tucking a card in Kageyama’s shirt pocket. “It’s discrete. Be there Friday at 7:00. Don’t be late. Oh and Tobio-chan,” Oikawa looks over his shoulder, “make sure to wear something pretty.”

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“Are you sure you want to do this?” she asks squeezing Kageyama’s hand.

He nods once roughly, keeping his eyes forward, forcing one foot in front of the other. If he stops now, he won’t make it. But a tug on his hand brings his attention down to her face which shows concern. “We can think of something else Tobio,” she insists.

“We’ve tried everything else, I just, I need help and he’s always been the best at everything so it shouldn’t be any different with this.”

They stand staring at each other on the sidewalk in a part of town neither has ever been to. She takes a deep breath. “Tobio, this…this isn’t like volleyball. It isn’t clinical, or simple or straightforward. It’s sex.” He blushes but she pushes on, “If we do this…there’s no telling the ramifications.”

Kageyama inhales through his nose, dropping his chin to his chest. “I…I want to make you feel good. Oikawa can help me do that.” He sounds a whole lot more confident than he feels.

He starts to walk once more but she pulls him back. “Tobio, there’s something I haven’t told you,” she begins, eyes falling to the ground. Swallowing, she goes on, “I…I know Oikawa, we…we were friends at Seijoh.” His hand tightens around hers. “I’m sorry,” she says, looking up at his face, “I really didn’t think you’d go through with this so…when you told me about it I just…are you ok with this? With knowing he and I aren’t strangers? That we have history?”

“What kind of history?” Kageyama’s voice is harsh, his irritation evident.

She shakes her head. “Not the kind you’re thinking.” It isn’t fully a lie, more like a partial truth. Back then, she’d harbored a fierce crush on the setter but never professed her affection, knowing it would be wasted since Oikawa so was dedicated to volleyball. She’d settled for friendship, happy to be one step closer to him than his fangirls.

As the silence between them drags on, she shifts her feet, now unsure of what she wants to happen. She cares about Tobio, may even love him, but their bedroom life is struggling and she doesn’t know how to help him.

Finally, he speaks. “I’m fine with it if you are.”

She nods, falling back into step with him.

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At the hotel, Oikawa looks about the room mentally checking off his list.

Condoms? Check. Lube? Check. Sake? Check.

He thought about bringing music but figured it would be too distracting. Pulling the armchair to a more central alignment with the bed he nods satisfaction. Tonight, he thinks, should be interesting if nothing else. That is, if they actually show up. No sooner does he think this last than there is a tentative knock at the door. Oikawa opens it, eyes bright and smile perfect as he looks her straight in the eye. “It’s good to see you, ______-chan.”

It’s his last year, his last chance to make it to Nationals. His last chance to prove that hard work can overcome raw power or genius talent.

It’s his last year to be honest with her.

Walking purposefully, Oikawa is about to round the corner when her voice coupled with Iwaizumi’s gives him pause.

“What about Oikawa-san?” she asks, shutting her locker.

“What do you mean? You like him, right?” Irritation laces Iwaizumi’s tone. “You really should tell him.”

Oikawa thinks his heart is going to leap right out of his chest but her giggled response covers it in ice. “What are you talking about? Oikawa-san and I are just friends, Iwaizumi-san.”

The setter turns tail and swiftly walks away, not seeing the tears held fast in her eyes, the strain of her smile, the quiver of her arms as they hold tightly to her books.

The next day they lose to Karasuno.

She’s even more beautiful than he remembers, the passing years having done wonders at maturing her from girl to woman. This was one of the stupidest impulsive decisions he’s ever made but there’s no way in hell he’s backing down now. He doesn’t care if he has to watch her with another man, Tobio of all of people too, he just wants to.

“So, how do we do this?” Kageyama asks breaking in upon his thoughts.

“First, drinks are in order,” Oikawa says turning to the mini fridge. “You need to loosen up or this is going to be a waste of time.”

“I’m not getting drunk,” Kageyama insists.

“I never said get drunk, Tobio-chan. This will help you and her relax, lower your inhibitions a little so we might actually get somewhere with all this.” He fills three shot glasses with sake, the best he could find. Handing the couple their portion he lifts his own. “Bottoms up, or maybe we’ll save that for another time.”

Kageyama almost chokes on the burning liquid, but ______ is able to get it down no problem, stifling her laughter at Oikawa’s innuendo. He smiles, refilling their glasses and they all drink again.

After a third shot, _____ holds up her hand. “That’s it for me, anymore and I’ll just fall asleep,” she giggles, cheeks a lovely shade of pink. It takes all of Oikawa’s self control not to caress one with his palm. He sets the bottle back in the fridge before looking back at the couple who stand a bit awkwardly next to each other.

He’s not sure if it’s the alcohol but Oikawa feels something akin to concern looking at Tobio’s face. The guy is clearly uncomfortable, hands clenching and unclenching, eyes staring at the wall. _______’s face is no better, her smile falling away. “Sheesh you two, no wonder you have trouble in the bedroom,” he says drawing both their attention to him. “It doesn’t even seem as though you like each other.”

“It’s not like this is easy,” snaps Kageyama. “Have you ever tried having sex in front of someone else?”

Oikawa’s smile gives them both pause. “There’s a reason you came to me, right Tobio-chan?”

Unwilling to consider that line of thinking further, Kageyama huffs, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Just, can we please get this over with?”

“And that right there is part of the problem,” Oikawa remarks pointing at him. “Is that how you approach this? With an attitude of just getting it over with?”

Kageyama shrugs. “No, I just…I don’t know what to do and so doing anything feels…awkward.”

Sighing, Oikawa steps closer, considering his next move. After a moment he looks at _____. “Is he a good kisser?”

“Eh? What kind of ques-” Kageyama sputters.

“He’s…descent,” admits ________.

“OK, we’ll start there,” their tutor advises. “Tobio-chan, slide back and lie down. ______-chan climb on top of him.”

They get into position, movements a little stiff but once Kageyama has his hands on her waist and looks in her eyes, he momentarily forgets anyone else is even there. Pulling her towards him, he pecks her lips gently. His own are a bit chapped but the feel of them against hers makes her smile.

“Part your lips and suck on her bottom lip, Tobio-chan. Don’t be afraid to touch her, you want to get her going and stimulation is the way to do it,” Oikawa says.

Kageyama does as instructed, taking her bottom lip between his own and sucking lightly.

“Add tongue, wet her up a bit.”

He does so, closing his eyes to focus on making her feel good. His hands wrap into her hair, tugging lightly. “Do what feels right, Tobio-chan,” Oikawa says, voice seeming a little more strained.

So he does, pulling away from her mouth to trail kisses along her jaw, settling on her neck where he sucks the skin lightly.

“Tobio,” she pants, hips grinding down against his. His cock responds immediately to the subtle friction and suddenly he feels too hot, his clothes itching.

“Graduated already,” Oikawa hums. His voice seems both near and far to Kageyama’s lust and slightly alcohol fuzzed brain. “Take off your clothes, I think things are gonna progress quickly.”

_______ leans up, pulling her dress off in one fluid motion. Her hands reach behind to undo the clasp of her bra, the lacey garment falling to the floor. From his position, Oikawa can only see her back but the sight of her unblemished skin makes his mouth water. He wants to kiss every inch of it. He feels a tightening in his groin, pants becoming uncomfortable watching ______ disrobe Kageyama.

Soon they’re both fully naked, kissing passionately, making him wonder if perhaps Tobio isn’t more of an exhibitionist than he thinks. If he was decent at kissing when they first arrived, something has changed to turn him pro because she’s moaning and writhing against him like his kiss is all she needs.

But Oikawa knows better, watching the shift of her hips, the wetness growing between her thighs. He licks his own lips, desire screaming to launch himself across the room and take a taste but he can’t.

“Get’er on her back, Tobio-chan, she needs…she needs your mouth elsewhere,” Oikawa says, voice strained with the weight of his own arousal.

Kageyama is past the point of care in regards to Oikawa watching. He needs this, needs help knowing what to do and when, so he pushes all thought of awkward embarrassment out of his mind, shifting both their bodies to hover over her.

“Now, spread her open a bit with your fingers,” Oikawa says, unbuttoning his pants. He has to get some relief, at least from the pressure of his cock.

Kageyama leans to the side and the vision of her perfect pussy literally spread out before him nearly has Oikawa groaning in pain and longing. “Like this?” he asks, chest heaving.

“Yeah,” rasps Oikawa, not bothering to hide the fact his pants are undone. “Get down there and suck on her lips. Pay a bit of attention to both sides before diving in.”

Kageyama nods, re-positioning between her legs. The view is less pleasant now with Tobio’s ass in the air and his cock and balls hanging down so Oikawa shifts the chair to the side of the bed.

“_______-chan, lower your left leg so I can see what he’s doing,” he orders. She does as told just as Kageyama takes the left lip into his mouth. Her own falls open, a breathless sigh emitting of his name. He sucks a bit firmer, trying to watch her expression. “Focus on her sounds, Tobio-chan, trying to watch her face at that angle will strain your neck before you can give her the grand finale and we don’t want that, do we?” Oikawa says, hand slicking his precum over his staff.

Kageyama closes his eyes, giving all his attention to the task of getting his girlfriend off. He’s never made it this far, always chickening out but somehow having Oikawa’s simple instructions is helping more than he ever believed possible. His tongue rolls over her clit and she bucks.

“Did I do something wrong?” he gasps, face covered in her juices.

“No! No, you…you’re doing great,” she insists. “Please, keep…keep licking me there.”

He nods, lower his head back to his position.

Oikawa pipes up, “Use the flat of your tongue. Start from the bottom of her slit and trail all the way up. Stop at that nub and suck then swirl around it.”

Following his directions exactly, Kageyama feels his cheeks twitch with the want to grin when her voice keens his name, high and loud. He repeats the action then focuses solely on her clit, rolling over and over it.

Oikawa watches as her hands trail up to her breasts, pinching her nipples. He wishes he could suck them, bite them, mark her them with his teeth. He’s fisting his cock now, pumping up and down in awkward rhythm but he needs some friction. The next cry out of her mouth signals Tobio’s reached his goal; he made her come.

Taking in a long breath, her head falls to the side, eyes landing on Oikawa. His head is thrown back, mouth open and hand sliding up and down his cock. Her eyes widen; he’s gorgeous. Pantless with only his shirt on he’s still one of the most beautiful things she’s ever seen. Looking down at Tobio she crooks her finger indicating he come closer. He wipes his mouth as he moves, leaning down to kiss her cheek.

“Was that good?” he asks lowly in her ear.

“Yes, Tobio, you were so, so good,” she assures, kissing him deeply. Tugging his head down further she whispers something in his ear.

He bolts up, scowl fixed on his face. “Wha…why?”

She nods towards the other male. “He…he’s helped us so much in so little time. It…please?”

Kageyama looks at Oikawa, uncomfortable to watch him stroking himself so earnestly but finally he nods.

Oikawa’s lost in his own fantasy, ______-chan’s lips around him, moaning on his cock. The feel of wet and heat surprises him and he nearly chokes when the vision in his head becomes reality as he looks down.

There’s ______-chan, his dick disappearing into her mouth as she bobs up and down.

Behind her, kneels Tobio, his cock sliding in and out of her, hands gripping her hips tightly, brows furrowed in concentration.

“Wha…what are you doing, _____-chan?” Oikawa asks breathless.

She pops off long enough to say around a moan as Tobio thrusts forward again, “It’s a thank you for your help. You…you looked like you could use some help of your own.” Her cheeks flame red. “But if you don’t want me to-”

“I want you to,” he rasps, yanking off his shirt before gentling guiding her back between his legs. “Fuck yeah I want you to.”

She smiles then takes him in again, the moans she gives from Tobio’s fucking her adding to the pleasure.

“Shit, ______-chan, you’re so good with your mouth,” Oikawa compliments, unable to keep his eyes from moving to Kageyama’s face with a proud smirk upon his lips.

The man behind her looks down, refusing to watch, refusing to acknowledge the sight of his girlfriend giving head to another guy is so fucking hot he’s sure he’ll come within seconds if he keeps his eyes on them.

Oikawa’s moans grow louder, his hand carding through her hair.

“Gather this up for her, Tobio-chan,” he insists. He’s not going to let a little thing like getting the best blow job of his life get in the way of being an amazing teacher. Kageyama gathers her hair into a makeshift ponytail.

“Pull it, I think she likes it a little rougher than you believe,” Oikawa remarks.

Kageyama hesitates but when he feels her inner walls squeeze him he knows Oikawa’s right.

He slams into her harder, tugging her hair hard enough that she loses focus, Oikawa’s dick popping out of her mouth as she gasps, “Tobio!”

“See?” ______-chan’s a bit of a slut, isn’t she?”

“Hey, don’t-” Kageyama snaps.

“Yes, Oikawa-san,” her voice chokes out.

Oikawa leans forward, slanting his mouth over her own, his tongue coiling around hers expertly. His hands reach forward, tweaking her nipples and she squeals. Pulling away momentarily, he barks, “Talk dirty to her Tobio, she wants it. She wants you to make her your whore.”

Kageyama grits his teeth, rasping, “Is that true, ______?” He smacks her ass startling both her and Oikawa with his bold action. “You want to be my whore? Are you a slut for cock?”

Smack.

“Is that why you couldn’t get off with me?”

Smack.

“You needed more cock? You needed to be humiliated? You needed to be put in your place?”

Smack. Smack. Smack.

“Fuck, Tobio,” Oikawa whispers, completely shocked at his change in demeanor.

Kageyama’s piercing gaze has his heart shuddering. Looking away, he slides out of _______, grabbing her by the throat and tugging her to his chest. “Answer me, or you get no more,” he hisses, biting her ear.

“Yes! Yes, Tobio! Yes, Tooru! I’m your whore, I’m your slut. Fuck me! Wreck me, please!”

Oikawa nearly comes when she says his name. Gone are any inhibitions or thoughts of right and wrong. Gone is hesitation or wasting time.

Oikawa grunts, “Get on your back, Tobio. It’s time to fuck the hell out of her.”

Kageyama shifts, laying back and sinking her onto him once more. Her voice rings out his name, followed by Oikawa’s when his tongue presses against her asshole. He grabs handfuls of her cheeks, teasing and licking up and down her slit while Tobio thrusts up fucking her. It’s a bit awkward, the motion making it difficult for Oikawa to stay where he wants.

“Have you taken cock in the ass before?” he pants in her ear. She nods. “Do you want my cock in your ass while Tobio-chan fucks your pussy?” Another nod, more rapid. “What a good little slut,” he cooes, slicking up his dick with lube. He does the same for his fingers, pressing slowly into her ass.

“Tooru,” she cries and Kageyama slams up again.

“Hold still a moment, Tobio-chan, I don’t want to hurt her.”

The bottom male halts his movements, unable to keep himself from watching as Oikawa presses his dick fully into her ass. He leans up on his knees, trying an experimental thrust that has her wailing.

“Lay on top of him,” Oikawa instructs and she does, pressing her breasts to Kageyama’s chest, his hands sliding to her back.

Oikawa’s arms strain and his knee’s screaming at him but he holds position. “Ok, I’m going to start fucking her and I’m pretty sure my motion will drive her down. _____-chan, you’ll probably have to push up on your own, are you ok with that?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

“Good.” He slams forward and down, all three of them moaning loudly at the sensations rolling through their blood.

“Fuck, Oikawa,” Kageyama groans and Oikawa chooses to ignore how hot he sounds right now.

He pulls up, drawing his cock slowly back then slams forward again.

“Tooru, yes, please…hard…fuck me hard!”

He obliges, pistoning into her at a faster pace, the motion of his fucking applying stimulation to Kageyama’s cock buried deep in her heat.

Oikawa kisses her back as Kageyama’s mouth devours her cries. The air surrounding them becomes thick with the scent of sex, their breathing and garbled incoherent words filling what little space remains between them.

Oikawa can’t believe this is happening, can’t believe he’s fucking ______ after so many years of wanting her. He doesn’t care that he’s in her ass, doesn’t care that another man’s cock is fucking her, all he cares about is he’s here, with her, like this.

“Shit, I’m gonna come,” Kageyama announces.

“Me…me too,” Oikawa admits.

Reaching between their bodies, Oikawa rubs _______’s clit roughly. “Come on, baby,” he growls, latching teeth to her skin. “Come with us, come with your kings!”

“Tobio! Tooru!” she shouts to the ceiling, coming so hard she squeezes both their orgasms out of them.

Oikawa collapses, the three of their bodies becoming a sweaty, sticky mass of limbs and sex satisfied nerves. Slowly he pulls out, drawing her back with him. Both he and Kageyama remove their condoms, throwing them into the waste basket by the bed. _______ snuggles into Kageyama’s chest, eyes already heavy with sleep. As Oikawa goes to move away, her fingers around his wrist make him stop.

“Lay down, Tooru,” she says, not opening her eyes. “It’s too late for you to leave now.”

Glancing at Kageyama, he shrugs his shoulders, nestling down to spoon up to her back. He’s asleep just as fast her.

Staring at the ceiling, Kageyama isn’t sure what to make of what just happened. Shifting his eyes to her then Oikawa, he takes a deep breath.

All he does know, is nothing will ever be the same…for any of them.

I do remember this!! After reading this, I’m pretty sure my soul left my body. As always, Jade comes in clutch for Sinful Sunday. You’re always much appreciated! 😩

-Admin Lana

Contribution piece

Things You Already Know – Third Year!Kageyama Tobio

haiykuties:

Anonymous said:

OH MY GOD CAN WE HAVE SOMETHING SIMILAR TO 3RD YEAR HINATA AND PILLOW TALK BUT WITH 3RD YEAR KAGS INSTEAD?????

I am rewarding myself because I just finished the first two chapters of Pirate Book and I deserve it, dammit!

So here you have pillow talk with third year Kags!

~~Also I may or may not also do Tsukki and Yams dyou guys want me to do that?~~

Enjoy!

-Admin Jen

You lay on your bed, chest still heaving, the warmth of your boyfriend’s bare chest pressed against your equally bare back, his arms circling your middle. You felt his breath on your neck, his chin resting on your shoulder as he basked in your presence.

“Tobio,” you called. “Are you still awake?”

He groaned in response, tightening his hold on your waist. You let out a soft laugh, reaching back to ruffle his hair. He let out a small squeak, sacrificing one of his arms to bat away at you.

“No, come back,” you whined, grabbing said arm and putting it back around you, sighing upon regaining your source of heat. “That’s better,” you said, nodding in approval.

“You shouldn’t have touched my hair then, dumbass,” he told you fondly, tracing a pattern on your stomach.

“Wow, I’ve been upgraded,” you teased back. “I’m very honored.”

“Shut up.” He poked your stomach, eliciting a squeal from you. “By the way,” he started a little awkwardly, “the chocolates were delicious. Thank you.”

You smiled, half out of satisfaction, half out of pure joy. You weren’t deaf. You knew what the other girls in your year said about your boyfriend. That he had always been cute, but he somehow got even cuter over the past two years. That he was even hotter playing volleyball because his arms were out for the world to see, toned and beautiful after years and years of setting. That his brooding expression made him look so cool but his smile was even better now that he had learned how to.

It was almost ridiculous how oblivious he was to all of this.

You also knew that he had rejected every single girl that came to him with Valentine’s chocolate that day, saying that he only wanted them from one person. You had given them to him at the end of the day, after volleyball practice, and then invited him to your house since your parents were out.

He had told you about the chocolates, and about how he only needed yours, and you had ravished him then and there. He had responded eagerly, knowing exactly which buttons to push to get you writhing underneath him in pleasure. It was a familiar routine to both of you, and one that you wouldn’t trade for the world.

“I’m looking forward to your White Day contribution, if you’re even going to remember,” you joked, flipping around so that you were facing each other. He tilted his head to the side.

“Of course I will,” he replied, completely serious. “But you already knew that.”

“Oh?” you challenged. “so tell me, Kageyama Tobio-kun. What else do I already know?”

“That I think you’re smart, and beautiful, and that you’re too good for me,” he listed, stroking your hair. “But I don’t understand why you need me to tell you that since you obviously already know it.”

You smiled brightly at him, pulling him down by his neck so that his face was level with yours, and pressed his lips to yours.

“I like hearing you say it,” you said after pulling away.

“Then I’ll say it more,” Kageyama declared, a determined glint in his eyes.

You laughed, leaning up to kiss him again. He lifted you up then, shifting so that your back was flat against the mattress and he lay on top of you, cradling your face in his hands as he captured your lips in a searing kiss.

“I love you,” you whispered in between kisses.

“I love you too,” he replied. “But you already knew that.”

You smiled. “Yes, I did.”

Awwww!!! This is so precious Jen!! And YES please do one for salty (Tsukki) and sweet (Yams)!!

Karasuno First Time Head Canons

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I saw a mention of first times for Karasuno and came up with these. Hope you enjoy! -Admin Jade, @vball-baes-bball-babes

Daichi

Daichi’s first time takes place in his first or second year of university with a girl he’s in a stable, committed relationship with.

Boy is prepared, this has been planned. We’re talking soft light, mood music, bottles of water (hydration is important), condoms, lube and the comfort of his room without his roommate home.

Slow and gentle, Daichi takes his time not only because he’s still figuring things out but because he wants to remember everything clearly.

When they actually connect, Daichi’s face is a little pensive due to his concentration (especially if it’s her first time too, he doesn’t want to hurt her). That and he’s concentrating on not coming too fast.

Sugawara

Also has his first time in university, most likely during his first year with his girlfriend.

Despite his interest in kinks, the first time is fairly traditional. He wants to savor the emotional connection more experimenting.

He bites his lip a lot trying to stifle his moans but fails miserably; it just feels too damn good.

Is willing to try oral the first time, he’s been curious about it for years and will most def want to try it if she’s game for it.

Asahi

Baby boy will wait until he’s been in a safe, stable and healthy relationship for a good long while before he takes this step. I see him waiting until he’s in his mid-twenties before having sex.

His movements will be super hesitant but if he’s with the right girl she’ll be chill with taking some lead; he removes her shirt, she removes her bra. He removes his pants, she takes off his shirt.

Starts super slow, kisses all over, he’s taking his time not only to enjoy her but to work up his nerve.

When they finally connect, his eyes are screwed shut tight, not only because he’s overwhelmed with the sensations but because he’s still a little embarrassed.

After it’s over, he’ll probably shed a few tears. He’s never been this vulnerable with anyone and it’s very intense for our glass hearted ace.

Tanaka

He has his first time as a third year.

It’s spontaneous after a huge win in a tournament, his girlfriend wanting to give him a reward for his awesome performance as Karasuno’s latest ace; that and he’s just frickin’ hot when he plays!

They go at it either in a closet or latch the door on the locker room. It’s not the ideal location for a first time but they’re too into each other to really care.

He buries his face against her neck in effort to cover his moans, she just feels amazing and he loves her so damn much!

The first years are slightly scarred hearing Tanaka-senpai moaning like that.

Nishinoya

Also has his first time as a third year.

Takes place during a graduation party because he just couldn’t wait to get back to his or her house.

They’re either in the bathroom or a random bedroom, either way they’re so wrapped up in each other the surroundings don’t matter.

Noya has no chill, like boy is moaning and groaning like they’re the only ones in the house.

No matter the position, his head thrown back, eyes shut and hands gripping her tight.

Ennoshita

Happens his third year of university or possibly after his graduates from there. He’s in no rush and wants to make sure things are stable with him and his lady before taking this step.

Is the kind of guy who’s done research. Like, not watching porn, but instructional DVDs, has read articles, he doesn’t want to go into something like this blind.

All that research, however, can’t prepare him for how amazing it feels to connect with his lady for the first time intimately.

He’s more vocal than he thought he’d be, gasping her name and praising her for making him feel so good. He maintains eye contact as much as possible too.

Kinoshita

First time during university probably his first year. Waits until he knows he loves her and she him; he doesn’t think he can do something this significant without that level of commitment.

Is super nervous and constantly asking questions. “Are you ok?” “Do you like this?” “Am I making you feel good?” He needs consistent encouragement and being reassured.

Loves long kissing, like, he cannot get enough of her lips and he’s a damn good kisser.

Focuses so much on her, he almost forgets himself but when she hitches her legs around his waist and draws him into her, he moans into her mouth, eyebrows furrowing sharply.

Releases her lips to gasp in air and breathes out he loves her.

Narita

First time is when he goes home for a Christmas break during university.

Reconnects with an old neighborhood crush who’s also home for the holidays.

He’s a calm and collected guy so when she shows interest, he goes with the flow, going with her to her room during a Christmas party.

It’s a bit bumbling because of nerves but overall he does well. He’s happy to be experiencing something of this nature with someone he’s known so long.

They end up establishing a relationship that carries on throughout university, resulting in them getting married after graduation.

Tsukishima

Early bloomer, Tsukishima has his first time in his second year.

Spontaneous to say the least, probably happens following a heated make out session with his girlfriend during a study date.

Hands travel to new places, she reciprocates the touches and he just goes with it. He cares a lot about her and the moment, somewhat awkward as it is, feels right.

Gritted teeth, sweat on his brow, low grunts and somewhat stiff movements but he does his best to take care of her properly. He wants to maintain his “cool” reputation after all.

Yamaguichi

For some reason, I picture this boy as waiting until his wedding night.

He’s a nervous wreck but as she kisses him and traces over his freckles, he relaxes into her touch, trying to clear his mind and just focus on how she makes him feel.

Touches her back, hands a bit shaky from nerves, but gains more and more confidence the longer the foreplay goes.

As he enters her, he’s looking in her eyes, telling her how much he loves her while kissing her face.

Kageyama

I can see Kageyama having his first time also be a random hook up, probably while he’s touring with team Japan when he’s an adult.

Meets her at a bar he was dragged to by his team under their insistence that he needs to loosen up.

She tugs him to the dance floor and the feel of a female’s body brushing up against his so provocatively ignites utter want and need in this young man.

Back in her room, he has no idea what he’s doing and it shows. His face is bright red as she patiently gives instruction but he’s nothing if not a good student.

His first time entering her, he moans loudly and it makes him blush even harder if possible but she encourages him and he keeps going, enjoying the feel of her and thanking his lucky stars to have run into someone so kind as her.

Because this is his first emotional connection on this level, he asks to stay in contact with her which kicks off their long distance relationship; resulting in him becoming pro at phone sex.

Hinata

Oh our sunshine boy! I can see him having his first time his first year of university because all through high school he was solely focused on volleyball.

Not that he doesn’t still play but he’s become more aware of other needs and so when he finally gets a girlfriend (not that he really had to try that hard because he’s a precious love who would worship the ground she walks on), he’s eager to be with her.

A flurry of removed clothes (probably a few seams being sacrificed) and quick kisses. He can’t touch or taste her fast enough!

Can’t hold back his “bwah” and “ugh” sounds; he’s very vocal and that remains true for every time after the first.

At the end of it, both are sweaty, panting and messy but happy.

Ukai

Volleyball isn’t the only place Ukai had game, he was also quite popular with the ladies (and still is).

First time was his first year, he didn’t waste time.

Random hook up at a party, but he’s not complaining.

Maintained his serious expression but it was a whole lot more tender.

Takeda

Had his first time after obtaining his teaching degree.

He’d gone out to celebrate with friends and ended up drinking a bit more than usual.

He and a fellow student he’s been flirting (bashfully) with all semester get hot and heavy in one of the VIP rooms.

One thing leads to another and they end up hooking up but it’s more of a dry hump to coming, than actual intercourse.

His glasses askance, Takeda breathes heavy against her neck, hands trailing up her shirt against her back as she rocks against him.

Not the best “first time” but it’s his first ever releasing thanks to another person.

Yachi

I picture Yachi also as one who waits until she gets married, if for no other reason than she’s terrified of getting pregnant and just isn’t willing to take that risk with someone who isn’t fully committed to her.

Her knees are knocking but he goes slow, taking off her clothes in stages to allow her to acclimate; he wants this to be pleasurable for her too.

Once they’re both naked and in bed, he continues to take the lead, kissing and touching her until she’s positively melting.

At their final connecting, she cries both in pain and because of the heavy emotions she’s feeling.

Overall, it’s an amazing experience and she’s eager to try again, though the next time she hopes will hurt less.

Kiyoko

Second year university with her boyfriend is the first time Kiyoko has sex.

Is very bashful, often trying to cover up as he takes off her layers; she’s embarassed by her scars from sports.

He reassures her, murmuring sweet words of praise and encouragement in her ear.

As he enters, she squeezes her eyes shut, a few stray tears sliding down her cheeks but as she warms up she moans quietly against his throat, kissing him.

Admin Jade always delivers

these are very nice

~Admin Kay

Another contribution, felt good to get some writing in!