Kageyama Y for the fluff headcanon game

Y is for “your choice” so I picked: Timeout (resting habits that they take up after being stressed)

Kageyama tends to get lost in his own head sometimes which just compounds problems. To combat this, he will find a quiet place (sometimes stashing himself in a closet) and take 5 minutes to inhale and exhale deep breaths, his eyes closed. The lack of continued stimulation allows him to focus on the root of whatever the problem is and either solve it, or just having the break to push it away to be dealt with later.

Hi !~ For the fluffy hc, I propose Kageyama with L if it’s fine with you ! Hope you are okay and have a great day ~

Hi! I had a pretty good day, thank you!

Love (How do they show love physically, verbally, etc.?)

Kageyama shows love in the simple, practical things.

He gets a milk carton for her when getting one for himself.

Offers a drink of his water during their morning jog if she runs out.

Will buy her a meat bun when they’re walking home after his practice.

He’s a man of few words but he will tell her he loves her when they part for the evening, giving her a peck on the cheek or the lips if he’s feeling extra brave.

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!

H and B for Kageyama?

Birthday: “Well go on Tobio,” you coo, finger crooking for
him to come closer, “don’t you want to open your birthday present?” The
blue-eyed setter’s adam’s apple bobs, fingers clenching into tight fists.
You’re sprawled out on his bed, covered only by a black silk robe and he’s
fairly sure nothing else. It’s simple yet elegant, something he appreciates;
anything with hooks, clasps or intricate knots would be too much for him to
handle. He may have steady hands on the court but in the bedroom, he’s all
nerves and butterfly filled stomach.

Taking a deep breath, he steps forward, shaking hands
reaching down to loosen the flimsy tie. Two quick flicks of his wrists allow
the fabric to fall away revealing you in all your exposed glory.

He swallows again, eyes wide and cheeks flushed as he drinks
you in.

“Tobio,” you sigh, closing your eyes and arching your back,
“if you don’t get naked right now and on top of me I’m going to start without
you.”

He blinks once, twice, then tears his clothes off. Just when
you think he’s going to climb in to join you, he takes a seat on the end of the
bed.

“Show me how to touch you,” he whispers.

Well now, this is a surprise…

Handsy: Kageyama feels a tingle at the very tips of his
fingers which turns into a full blown electric current burning against his skin
as he looks at you. The day is a hot one, so you’d decided the perfect place
for you and your setter boyfriend would be the beach. Only now, Kageyama is regretting
his decision to agree with you. It’s not that he isn’t enjoying the view
because you look stunning in your bathing suit. It’s that he’s not sure how
long he can keep his hands off you and given that you’re in a very public and
crowded area his arousal is morphing into frustration.

“Come on Tobio,” you chirp, extending a hand behind you, “let’s
go in the water, it’s too hot to lay on the sand!”

Shucking his shirt, he clasps your digits with his own, the
two of you sprinting into the water.

“Awwww, that feels much better!” you exclaim, dunking under
a mid-sized wave. The swells aren’t large here, just enough to provide
entertainment in the form of splashing about or bogey boarding if one were so
inclined.

Turning around, you swallow thickly. Tobio looks…perturbed. “Sweetie,
what’s wrong?” you ask with furrowed brows.

Without a word, Kageyama hefts you into his arms, carrying
you past the wave break. Being taller than you he’s able to still stand in the
mostly still deep water but you’re clinging to him desperately.

“What’re you doing? You know I don’t like going out too far!”
you squeal.

He seals your lips with his own, wrapping your legs tighter around
his waist. Pulling back, he rasps, “Now I can touch you all I want.”

It’s Lana! I came up with one request so far, it’s fairly simple. Could I see either headcanons or an imagine of Tsukishima and Kageyama falling in love with their demigod! s/o? (Might be back later ;))

I approached these from the position that the boys don’t
know the girls are demi-gods. Once again, seeded by Admin Red, thank you!

Tsukishima and daughter of Minerva (Roman goddess of wisdom
and strategic warfare, and the sponsor of arts, trade, and strategy)

From the moment they first meet, Tsukishima is on his guard.
She’s way too informed about their opponents for him not to be. Sure, there’s
such a thing as scouting but she takes it to a whole new level. It isn’t that
he or the other crows don’t appreciate it but he can’t help but be skeptical as
to how she acquires her information. And it’s not as though he thinks himself a
saint or anything but aren’t there limits to what a person will do to gain
the upper hand? Especially in regard to something as simple as a club?

“Just how do you know all this stuff?” he asks her one day
after practice. He’s waited until everyone else has left, hoping she’ll tell
him the truth if it’s just the two of them.

“Women’s intuition,” she chirps, continuing to pick up the
volleyballs surrounding them.

He pulls the one from her hand, grabbing her wrist and
making her look at him. “And my intuition is screaming, bullshit.”

“Why do you care?” she snaps, wrenching away from his hold.
The question catches him off guard. Why does he care? Shouldn’t he just be
happy to have the information, no matter the method of its obtainment? But the
dark considerations he’s had fliting about in his brain won’t allow him to be
satisfied and it’s in this moment he realizes he cares not because of morality,
but because of jealousy.

She startles him with her next words, seemingly able to read
his mind. “By the way, I’m insulted that you think so lowly of me Tsukishima-kun,
I’m not a whore.” Her tone is solid, not a trace of guilt or untruth to be
found. “I just happen to be exceptionally skilled in the art of strategic
warfare.”

“Warfare?” he questions, unable to keep incredulity out of
his tone. “We’re playing volleyball, not marching onto the battlefield!”

“Now that is some
mighty fine bullshit,” she spats whirling on her heel and getting right in his
face. “You boys are no different in your quest for victory than my mother’s
troops were! Thankfully you don’t kill each other, just the ball!” The fire in
her eyes lights something deep in the pit of Tsukishima’s stomach and before he
knows it, his arms are around her waist, hefting her into a strong embrace. Her
eyes are wide at his actions and he barely remembers to breathe. “Tsukishima-kun,
let me go,” she orders but her voice is soft.

He swallows once, releasing her but just as she turns to go
back to her task he can’t stop from grabbing her hand. “Don’t…don’t go,” he
mumbles, “I…I’m sorry.” She turns, gaze meeting his again, eyes full of
surprise. “There…there’s something different about you and I just…” he trails
off, irritated that she can make him as brainless as Kageyama.

“You what?” she asks quietly, taking a step towards him.

He touches her cheek, his own heating up as his lips form
the words, “I…I like you.”

“Funny way of showing it,” she chides but there’s a playful
glint in her eyes now. He frowns but his eyebrows turn upwards when she reaches
on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “I like you too, you salty dumbass.”

Kageyama and daughter of Apollo (recognized as a god of
music, truth and prophecy, healing, the sun and light, plague, poetry, and more)
[Aged up to college age so it makes more sense for her to be in a medical
profession. Also, this ended up just being the meet cute rather than the actual
fall in love part]

His first encounter with her is less than preferred as he happens
to be bleeding profusely from his nose thanks to an errant serve from Hinata.
Kageyama has enough trouble dealing with girls as it is but to have one so
beautiful and kind fluttering about taking care of him is almost too much for
the nervous blueberry despite his transition into adulthood.

“Just sit tight, I’ll be back in a jiff,” she says sweetly,
hurrying from the room.

Kageyama sighs, tilting his head back to hopefully stem the
flow of crimson. When it finally seems to slow down, he resumes a neutral
position, eyes meeting the mirror and he winces at the sight he makes. His
shirt looks like a costume piece for a slash horror film. Grumbling about
killing Hinata, he stands, whipping the stained material over his head and
makes way to the sink.

From behind, he hears a gasp and the clatter of items hitting
the floor. Turning, his face flushes red all the way to his ears but his embarrassment
is momentarily forgotten when he sees that her
nose is bleeding now.

“Are these contagious?” he asks loudly, horrified to think
of the exposure his teammates had to him.

She blinks, confused by his question until a soft plunk against the tile floor draws her
eyes away from the smooth skin and defined muscular lines of the male before
her downward. Eyes widening in dismay, she covers her nose quickly, rushing out
of the room to gather new clean supplies since those she’s brought are now on
the floor.

Using her minimal healing powers, she quickly takes care of
her own issue before heading back to the exam room where she finds Kageyama
seated, still shirtless, on the table.

“Are you ok? Should I get another attendant? Do I need to be
quarantined?” he asks, voice rising in his panic of not knowing what’s wrong
with him.

She can’t help giggling which further confuses him but the
tension in his chest is released when she shakes her head in the negative. “No,
Kageyama-kun, there’s no need. I apologize for the mishap. Here, let me take a
look,” she goes on, gently examining his nose. He winces but otherwise stays
still. “You’re in luck, it’s not broken,” she confirms, “but there will be bruising,
and you’ll have to be extra careful with any strain.”

He sighs in relief, hand on the back of his head. “That’s good,
thanks…”

“_______,” she supplies with a smile. A couple quick
scribbles of writing provides him with a prescription for strong pain killers. “I
know you’re a volleyball junkie,” she teases, “so this stuff won’t put you to
sleep.”

“Thanks again,” he says and grabs his soiled shirt.

“You know, hydrogen peroxide may help get that stain out,
but it may be better just to trash the thing entirely,” she offers.

“Yeah,” he grumbles, shucking it into the trash bin.

“So,” she goes on, taking out another piece of paper and
handing it to him, “if you feel like getting a woman’s input, give me a call.”

Kageyama stutters, blush growing on his cheeks, but he
somehow manages to put one foot in front of the other to exit her exam room,
though his eyes remain on the number scrawled in hasty writing. Taking out his
phone, he enters it before typing out a text.

In the student clinic, the chime of her phone draws ________’s
attention, and the text upon it makes her smile.

Does tomorrow night
work? – Kageyama

I just wanted to say, Tobio, you’ve come so far! I know the rest of the team tells you all the time but I’m not on the team so I can only say this as a friend: You’re doing great, sweetie.

*Kageyama averts his eyes to the ground. Looks at you for a second then
away again*

*Hinata bounds up* “Bakageyama, say thank you!”

*Tobio takes a swing that Hinta dodges* “Shut up, dumbass, I know that!”
*He looks back at you again, cheeks flushed
crimson, before bowing stiffly* “Th…tha…thank you for your su…support,
_____-chan.” *He rises back up and
returns to the court, shouting at Tsukki and Yamaguchi for snickering*.

Dominate Me – Asahi, Kageyama, and Yamaguchi

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Asahi

Maybe it was the loss today, or maybe that his spikes were blocked more than normal. You’re not sure what it is but all you know is Asahi is acting like a freaking beast…and you’re loving every second of it. He’s normally so shy, so timid about anything intimate but not tonight. Oh no, tonight, his hand grips the back of your head roughly, his dick sliding in and out of your mouth at a pace you almost can’t keep up with. It takes a lot of concentration not to gag.

“That’s it, you’re a slut for my cock, aren’t you?” he growls. You work to keep a shocked expression from your face because you’re sure if he sees you even the least bit surprised he’ll take it as a negative and will stop. Which is the last thing you want.

He pulls out abruptly, grasping your chin in a firm grip, his face dropping to right before yours. Gone is the gentle warmth of soft brown eyes replaced with a fire you never knew he had. “I asked you a question, I don’t care if your mouth is full of dick, you answer, understand?”

This time you can’t stop your eyes from widening a bit but he’s not phased, doesn’t even blink. So you nod. He squeezes tighter, finger indenting the flesh of your cheeks and draws you closer. His breath ghosts over your lips, tongue teasing your mouth as he whispers, “Use your words, what are you?”

You swallow and pant out, “A slut for your cock.”

“Damn right you are,” he hisses, practically throwing you on the bed. He pushes you into position on your knees. A smack to your ass makes you cry out in surprise, the next second your body humming with erotic energy. “Look at you, so wet for me, you like when I treat you like this?” He spanks you again. “You like being my dirty whore?” Another smack.

“Yes, yes Asahi, please! Please fuck your whore,” you beg.

He teases your cunt with the tip of his erection, drawing in and out just enough to give you a taste of what’s to come; hopefully it will be you.

“You want it?” he asks in a sing song tone.

“Yes, please,” you breathe out.

Without warning, he shoves in all the way to the hilt. A hoarse cry mixed with pleasure and pain rips from your throat which is grabbed by Asahi’s large hand. He draws you upwards, his chest to your back, thrusting up harshly into your wanton body. His other arm wraps around your chest, bracing you against him firmly.

“God, you’re so fucking hot,” he whispers harshly, biting the edge of your ear. He’s pumping into you quickly, his hold so tight you know you’ll have bruises come morning.

“Asa…hi,” you gasp, air leaving your lungs faster than you can bring it in. He grants mercy in allowing you to falling forward, hips pistoning rapidly to fuck you into oblivion. Before long you’re screaming, tears rolling down your cheeks as you beg him to let you come.

He finally relents, fingers dancing over your clit and you positively explode. You barely feel him come, body growing numb for his overt stimulation.

The next morning you wake with groaning muscles protesting movement but are thoroughly satisfied. When you open your eyes, it’s to find a very worried looking Asahi. You sit up, tugging the sheet with you to lock out the cold of the room. “Asahi, baby, what’s wrong?” you ask touching his cheek.

“I…I’m so-“ but you cut off his apology with a hand over his mouth.

“Nope, no apologies. I loved last night. I know you don’t believe me but it’s the truth. But since I know you won’t feel better until you apologize, why don’t you make pancakes? You can spoil me with breakfast in bed since I doubt I can walk downstairs thanks to the thoroughly delicious fuck fest you gave me last night.”

His cheeks burn red all the way to his ears but he nods to your request. You smile, plant a soft, slow kiss on his lips and roll back over, smiling minutes later when the scent of fresh coffee and hot maple syrup waft up from the kitchen.

Kageyama

He’s been wanting to try this for a long time, consistently imaging his desires coming to life but Kageyama is unprepared for how much better reality is over his fantasy. He’d barely been able to vocalize his request, blushing, stammering and generally feeling like a fool when he approached you about tonight. But to his immense delight, you agreed, almost eagerly and now, here you were, all four limbs secured with leather straps to the posts of your bed and a blindfold over your eyes.

“To..tobio?” you ask a bit breathless.

A slow, sultry grin spreads over his face. He hadn’t anticipated his own inhibitions to be so effectively quelled simply by taking away your ability to see. With the blindfold on, he doesn’t have to worry about being self-conscious, a boldness he’s always had but never allowed beginning to surface.

Gently, he leans over you, trailing the tip of his nose from the join of your collarbone to just below your ear, whispering, “I’m here, baby.”

You shiver at his tone, so low and sexy, so confident.

The unexpected contact of his lips to yours makes you flinch but a moment later you’re moaning into his mouth, his tongue skillfully dancing with yours as his hands trail feather light over your skin. You arch as high as you can with the restraints, eager to feel more of his touch but he moves just enough out of reach to only tease.

Kageyama pulls away, smirking at the slight whimper left on your lips because of the absence of his own. One finger traces the outer rim of your areola drawing your nipple to a stiff peak. A protesting whine from your throat morphs into a startled cry with his lips seal around the puckered flesh, his tongue rolling languidly over and around the sensitive nub.

He chuckles when he hears you pulling on the retraints, the vibrations of his mirth shooting pleasured darts through your nervous system. “So, impatient,” he coos, blowing cool air upon your wetted flesh. He crawls back up to your ear, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and moans, “You always get your way, _______, tonight, I’m taking my time. But don’t worry,” he sucks the flesh of your neck hard, your body arching violently, “I’ll make it worth the wait.”

He opens his mouth, tongue licking and mouth sucking the entirety of both your breasts until they’re tinged pink with the stimulation. His hands, so skillful in handling a volleyball, mold and shape your flesh, kneading the soft of your belly, gripping the slight love handles of your hips.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs against your skin. “I love how soft you are all over, how there’s something to actually hold on to.”

“Tobio,” you whine, cheeks blushing to a fiery crimson under the manipulation of his touch and praise.

“Hush, sweetheart, no protests tonight, remember? That was the agreement. You’re just gonna lie here and take what I give you and that includes compliments.” You hesitate a moment, biting your bottom lip but then nod your acquiescence. “Good girl,” he praises then returns to enjoying your skin.

Every touch of his tongue and fingers leaves you wanting more, your core burning with longing to have him taste you and make you lose control. He senses this, knows your noises better than even you do but he’s not giving in, not yet. He rubs your thighs up and down, kissing from the tops of your knees to the base of your ankles, alternating between pecks and open-mouthed kisses before trailing back up your inner thighs.

Your scent is driving him crazy, the sight of you glistening with want and all because of him stroking his ego in the best way possible. He teases your cunt with his tongue, pushing in and out just enough to draw whimpers and whines from your chest.

The touch of his cock to your entrance makes you gasp, “Yes, please, please Tobio, fuck me, please.”

Kageyama’s dick twitches in response to your begging, the vision of you writhing against your confines a beautiful sight to behold. Despite wanting to tease you more, he’s so hard it hurts and he knows you have the whole night. He plunges in, loving the cry of his name on your lips.

Leaning down, he kisses you harshly once before moving his mouth to your ear. “You’re so fucking hot when you beg. Do you know that? Do you feel how hard and hot I am, all because of you?” He grasps your hair tugging your head back and latches onto your throat, not releasing until your skin is marked with the evidence of his presence. “You feel so fucking good, god, I just want to stay in you always.”

“Tobio, shit, harder, please.”

He hadn’t intended to give you any control tonight but having lost of a grip of his own, Kageyama complies, driving into you harder than he ever has, the sound of slick flesh and sex filling the room.

“Ohgodohgodohgod,” you moan. Tobio grunts and growls, wishing to feel your hands on his as he makes you come but he won’t stop, won’t pause, not when you’re this close, not when he can feel the tightening of your walls, the sing song breath of your impending release.

Not when he’ll make you come for the first time through penetration alone.

And you do, you come hard, squeezing him so tightly he almost chokes on his breath. The sensation pulls his own orgasm firmly to the front, seed shooting deep into your body.

Panting and sweat covered, Kageyama pulls out, grabbing a towel to quickly clean both of you up before pulling off the blindfold and releasing you from your restraints. Without a word, he gently pushes you to your side and spoons up next to your, arm wrapped snuggly around your waist. Into your ear, he whispers, “I love you, so much. Thank you for tonight.”

Your hum of contentment is all the confirmation he needs to know you agree with the sentiments.

Yamaguchi (you guys wanted something totally different so here you go)

“Dashi…pl…please.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, eyes half hooded as you stare at the pinch server. His own eyes are narrowed, your skin burning under the scrutiny of his gaze. When you started dating all those months ago, you’d no idea he’d prove to you the sentiment of “it’s always the quiet ones you have to watch out for.”

Because here you are, secured in a sex swing of all things, limbs spread open and all for his viewing and touching pleasure. His body’s filled out more this year, the result of continuous training and working to perfect his volleyball game but if there’s one area his game doesn’t need work on, it’s the bedroom.

Who knew it would be you who would have a hard time keeping up?

He grins, moving forward within touching distance of your body. With a flick of his thumb, the buzz of a vibrator cuts through the temporary silence of the room. He places it against your opening, your head falling back with mouth open to release a loud moan. Slowly he moves the toy up and down, grazing your clit only to retreat once more. He pushes it inside of you, pulls it out, all the while never taking his gaze off your face.

“Look at me, ______,” he orders and you have no choice but to comply. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes! Yes please!”

“How badly?”

“Oh god, so, so badly, Tadashi. I’ll do anything you want, please, just let me come!”

He smiles but it’s not his sweet, innocent smile all the rest of the world sees, oh no, this smile is devious, full of salacious intent and sexual deviancy.

“Don’t make promises you won’t keep, _______, I’ll hold you to it to do anything, understand?”

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck, please Tadashi, I can’t take it anymore!”

He nods in understanding, turning up the dial one click and pressing the vibrator directly on your clit. He looms over you, mouth taking in a nipple and sucking hard while the vibrations send coursing rivers of fire shooting through your veins. He’s played you up, edged you so close so many times that when you finally come, you shriek, every limb locking before convulsing violently against the restraints holding them at bay.

With panting breath, you begin to descend from your high, eyelids fluttering open when you feel a chair placed beneath. Tadashi releases your limbs one by one, gently resting you into the chair. He gathers you up, placing kisses against your temple.

“I’ll collect on your promise another time. For now, a bath and some sleep. You did so good for me.”

Contribution to SS, kinda fits with the Bad

Boy theme I guess lol.

Tobio Kageyama – Prompt #58 – “I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the first day I met you.”

You aren’t sure what it is but something is certainly bothering your
dear bestie. The boy (now man) you’ve grown up with is acting rather strange.
His face is even more scowlly than usual, a tenseness in his muscles that fills
you with unease.

“Tobio-kun,” you say slowly, “what’s wrong?”

Kageyama’s breath catches. His lungs burn, his heart aches; how
could he have let this happen? You’ve been right here, right here the whole
time and he never said anything! And now…now you belong to someone else. Or at
least you will, unless maybe…

In true Tobio fashion he looks you dead in the eye and blurts
out, “_____-chan, I’ve been in love with
you my entire life. Ever since the first day I met you.“ He sees your
eyes widen, your mouth opening and closing but no sound coming out. Before you
can get your voice to work he’s speaking again, “I know I’m an idiot, waiting
until now to tell you this, but…I
can’t let the rest of my life go on without having at least tried…even at the
last minute.”

You both glance to the diamond ring on your left hand. Tears
trail down your cheeks when you look back at him and he can see the answer in
your eyes. Because as much as Tobio means to you, you love Tooru.

Not everyone loves volleyball (as much as the boys think they should)

This was a request for Kageyama and Yamaguchi who have
girlfriends that don’t like volleyball. I’m keeping them together in one post
since they were requested as such.

Tobio Kageyama

“Hey Kageyama, is _______-chan going to be there today?”
Hinata asks loudly on the bus as Karasuno makes their way to a small practice
tournament.

“Shut up dumbass!” the setter hisses but it’s too late.

“Oi, who’s _____-chan?” asks Tanaka leaning over the back of
the seat the weirdo duo are sitting in.

Before Kageyama can answer Hinata is already speaking,
“Didn’t you know? That’s Kageyama’s girlfriend!”

Silence descends for just a moment before all hell breaks
loose in the form of Tanaka and Nishinoya erupting into choruses of, “What?!”
and “How can scary face Kageyama have a girlfriend when we don’t?” and various
other such exclamations and bemoaning complaints.

“That’s enough!” shouts Daichi momentarily ending the ruckus
but even he’s incapable of stopping the flow of questions that follow.

“Where did you meet her?” asks Yamaguchi.

“Is she cute? Does she have a sister, preferably an older
one?” Tanaka interjects.

“Why didn’t you tell us about her?” This from Asahi quietly.

“Has she ever come to a game? Was she there in secret?” Even
Yachi is drawn into the fray.

Sitting still with his hands clenched and teeth gritting,
Kageyama fights every urge he has to strike Hinata and keeps his eyes out the
window. Noting his discomfort, Sugawara deftly thwarts further questioning by
saying, “Come on guys, it’s pretty clear he doesn’t want to talk about it. Lay
off for now, yeah?”

Finally, everyone settles back down just in time for them to
arrive to their destination. As they file off the bus Ukai, who’d gone ahead to
help prepare for the matches, notices Kageyama looks more annoyed that usual.
He knows better than to ask the setter directly and settles for talking to
Sugawara, the team’s proclaimed handler of the temperamental first year.

“What’s eating Kageyama?”

Sugawara sighs. “Hinata let loose the fact that Kageyama has
a girlfriend. I’m sure you understand how that went over.”

Ukai groans, rubbing his forehead. “Sometimes I really
wonder about that kid. Do you think he’ll be ok? He looks really…upset.”

The silver haired shrugs his shoulders. “Usually he picks
himself back up, though I can’t understand why he’s so upset. I mean, yeah, the
boys teased him but he’s had much worse dealt to him before. Want me to talk to
him?”

The coach nods and Sugawara makes his way to the locker
room. Almost everyone is ready and starts to head to the courts to warm up.
Just as Tobio shuts his locker door Sugawara says, “Hold on a sec Kageyama.”
The black-haired setter winces already figuring why his senpei is telling him
to hang back but he respects the third year and does what he’s told.

Daichi sends an understanding nod towards Suga and ushers
the rest of the team out as quickly as possible. Once they are alone Suga looks
at Kageyama with kind eyes.

“You know, you seem much more upset about what happened back
there than I would expect,” he begins gently. When his kouhai keeps his eyes
rooted to the floor he goes on, “I know you don’t like talking about things but
if you need to, I’m available to listen. And I won’t say anything to the team.”

After a few moments of silence Tobio spouts out, “I’m pissed
because I don’t know why ______-chan won’t come to anything I ask her to. At
least, when it comes to volleyball.”

Suga’s eyes widen. “You mean you’ve asked her to come to
stuff and she’s refused?”

Tobio nods. “Yeah and she’s always got some lame excuse as
to why. I… I mean…” he meets Suga’s eyes for the first time since they’ve
begun speaking, “Do you think she wants to break up with me?”

Sugawara has never seen Kageyama look so vulnerable. “He must really like this girl,” he
thinks with an inner smile. Ah, young love.

“Well, since I don’t know her I can’t say but I do recommend
asking her what’s going on,” he offers. Stepping up next to the first year he
places a hand on his shoulder giving it a squeeze. “And if she can’t be honest
with you, is she really someone you should be in a relationship with in the
first place?”

Tobio sighs, shaking his head.

“Talk to her tomorrow, but right now, get your head in the
game, ok?”

He nods before the two setters make their way to the court.

The next day you’re sitting outside at a lunch table eating
your bento when Tobio sits down heavily across from you, his normally serious
face looking even more so. Before you can ask what’s wrong he blurts out, “Why
won’t you come to any of my games? And why don’t you want to meet the team or
see us practice?”

As used to his abruptness as you are, his aggressive
interrogation startles you. Fixing your eyes on the table you gulp. Really,
it’s a miracle the two of you have even started dating given the fact that you
avoid or deflect any conversation or question about volleyball. You should have
known this would happen sooner or later but still cling to the hope you can
brush it off like you usually do.

“Tobio-kun, I told you, I’m just really busy and-“

He cuts you off firmly, “It’s not just that. It’s something
else, something you’re not telling me! What is it? Do you hate volleyball or
something?”

Tobio knows he should be handling the situation more gently
but he’s extremely frustrated. It wasn’t just that he didn’t want to answer the
guys’ questions yesterday, it was that he couldn’t. As blunt and obtuse as he
can be sometimes, he knew not to confess that you’d flat out refused to meet
the team, only having met Hinata because he caught the two of you saying
goodbye before Tobio headed to practice one day.

When you finally look up at him your eyes are hard, the
result of your effort to keep your tears from falling. You’d sworn to yourself
you’d never cry over this stupid sport again.

“And what if I do? Hmmmm?” you challenge and are satisfied
to see open shock on his face.

After a moment, he clears his throat and says more gently,
“Er…that’s…that’s fine if it’s really how you feel. I just…I wish I knew why?”

Kageyama is very aware that his passion (more like
obsession) with volleyball is rarely met by anyone else save for possibly
Hinata. He also knows that there are people who flat out don’t like the sport.
He just never expected to be dating someone from the second camp.

Knowing you’ve come too far to back out now you sigh,
closing your eyes. You can’t look at him while you say this, it’s just too
embarrassing.

“Tobio-kun, I’m sorry for frustrating you like this. And I
don’t exactly hate volleyball.” He
relaxes at this, but remains silent waiting for you to go on. “But I don’t like
it anymore. It…it brings back painful memories from junior high that I’d rather
just forget.”

When you open your eyes, you’re surprised to see him
regarding you with almost a kind look on his face. It’s rare to see him relax
from his normal scowl, usually only happening when the two of you are alone or
(and this is just hearsay for you since you’ve never been to a game) when he or
his team complete a really good play or win a match.

“Tell me, maybe…maybe talking about it will help,” he says
and surprises you again by reaching across the table to take your hand.

Squeezing his in return you halting tell him about how you
were made fun of because you could never manage to spike the ball. No matter
how hard you tried you just couldn’t do it, always afraid of hurting someone or
looking foolish. And since you weren’t good at anything else to take the place
of being a spiker your team slowly by surely began to think of you and then
call you worthless. You quit after your first year because of it but the stigma
of your failure followed you for the next two years so by the time you reached
high school you tried to convince yourself that you hate volleyball but it was
only a cover for the hurt you felt.

You feel his hand clench yours tighter at your words but
before you can say anything further he says, “I know what it feels like to have
your whole team turn their backs on you.” Your eyes widen at his confession. He
goes on, “I mean…with me it was my own fault, but still…I understand.”

“Tobio-kun,” you say softly, your eyes brimming with tears.

Before you can start crying he continues, his eyes downcast,
“And even though I’ve worked on changing and things are going well, that
fear…it’s never really gone away. I just work harder on the things I need to
and ignore it.” Looking back up to your face he says, “I…I’d really love to
show you how great a sport this is. It’s…it’s important to me and well…you’re
important to me,” here his cheeks and the tips of his ears begin to turn red
making you giggle as he goes on, “And…and I’d really like to have the two most
important things in my life…together.”

Giving him a genuine
smile you nod. “Ok, Tobio-kun, please take care of me.”

He actually smiles as he stands tugging you to your feet.
Placing a swift kiss on your cheek he says, “We’ll start with you coming to
practice with me to meet the team. They know about you now thanks to dumbass
Hinata so don’t be surprised if they kind of ambush you.”

You laugh as the two of you walk back inside and suddenly you
feel lighter having finally released the heavy stone of burden you’d placed
upon yourself, thankful for the boy next to you who helped you let go.

Tadashi Yamaguchi

“Where’s your girlfriend?” Kei asks bluntly to Tadashi as
they enter the arena for the Interhigh Tournament. The timid pinch server looks
around, returning Yachi’s enthusiastic wave with a small one. Then, realizing
she can help, he runs up to the stands.

“Yachi-san, have you seen _____-chan around anywhere?” he
yells.

The first-year manager shakes her head but offers, “I can go
look for her, maybe she’s lost?”

Not wanting to burden her, he insists it’s fine and no doubt
you’ll be there soon. Yachi looks doubtful but holds her position per his
request. Turning back around he begins practicing serves with the rest of the
team hoping you’ll arrive in time for at least one of their matches. The
whistle blows indicating the teams need to get into position and in no time at
all the first match has begun.

After the nail biting fight against Dateko with Karasuno
emerging victorious Yamaguchi looks up into the stands once more. He sees
Shimada-san and Takinoue-san have arrived to cheer them on but you’re not
there.

When the final point falls to Aoba Jousai ending Karasuno’s
run in the Interhigh, Tadashi doesn’t even bother looking for you. He knows
you’re not there. Part of him is glad, at least this way you didn’t see his
epic failure of a serve in his first ever tournament but the fact that he’d
told you well in advance about this and expressed his hope that you’d be there
to be met with not even a text or a call hurts.

The evening following the devastating loss Yamaguchi is
behind the market with Shimada-san discussing the game. When they’ve finished
determining the pinch server’s next moves the shop worker looks at him
curiously.

“The game isn’t all that’s bothering you, is it?” he asks.

Tadashi shakes his head. “I…I invited my girlfriend to come
to the tournament. She said she’d try to make it but…” he trails off never
taking his eyes off the ground.

Tossing the ball as he talks Shimada- san advises, “You
know, Yamaguchi-kun, one of the most important facets of any relationship is
communication. If you’re this upset that she didn’t come you need to let her
know.”

Yamaguchi sighs, running his hands through his hair. “I
know, it’s just that…it seems like any time I bring up anything to do with
volleyball…it’s almost like she’s tuning me out. I mean, I thought it was just
me picking bad times to talk about stuff but now, I’m not so sure.”

“The problem won’t go away by ignoring it,” Shimada-san says
firmly, “And since volleyball is a big part of your life that you’re taking
very seriously, I think you need to have a conversation with her about why
she’s avoiding it.”

Nodding Tadashi stands, bowing low to express his thanks for
the help and the advice of his sensei before heading to your house. If he
doesn’t do this now, he’ll never do it.

Knocking with a shaking hand he waits patiently for you to
come to the door. You open it, your eyes widening in surprise at his presence.
Usually Tadashi-kun texts you when he’s coming over. “Hey,” you say opening the
screen door and stepping out, “Everything ok?”

Taking a deep breath, he meets your eyes, a surprising
firmness in his gaze. “No, _____-chan, everything’s not ok. Do you…do you have
time to talk? Maybe we can go to the park?”

A sudden shiver runs down your spine. You have a feeling you
know what this is about and really you can’t blame him for being upset. Nodding
you reach back into grab your coat off the rack, calling to your mom that
you’ll be back soon and then exiting with your boyfriend. The walk to the park
is silent, both of you lost in your own thoughts.

When you reach your destination the two of you each sit on a
swing, turning slightly to look at one another. It’s one of your more favorite
places to talk.

Steeling his nerves, Yamaguchi looks up at your face.
“______-chan, I…I want to apologize.”

Now that is not what you were expecting. “What do you mean,
Tadashi-kun?”

“I…I’ve been very upset with you the past couple days but
really the fault is mine. When I said I’d love if you could come see us play
yesterday I shouldn’t have left it such an open-ended invitation. I wanted you there and was really
disappointed when you didn’t show up or didn’t bother to call or text me about
the tournament once.”

Before you can respond he holds up a hand. You stay silent
as he goes on, “It’s become pretty clear there’s some issue here and for some
reason it’s related to volleyball. At first I thought it was me just being
paranoid or oversensitive but I can’t hold this in any longer. Volleyball is a
big part of my life and if you don’t want to be involved with it that’s fine.
But will be you please at least tell me why? Or tell me if it is me and I’ll
work on fixing whatever it is I need to fix.”

You feel your eyes start to fill with tears. It’s just like
Tadashi-kun to take all the blame on himself even as he’s telling you that you
hurt him. And it kills you that you hurt such a sweet, selfless boy who you
know would give you the world if he could. Reaching out you take his hand and
squeeze.

“Tadashi-kun, you have nothing to apologize for. It’s me who
should be apologizing to you. I just…I thought I’d buried this far enough in my
past that it wouldn’t bother me anymore and that it wouldn’t affect our
relationship, but…obviously that didn’t work.”

Sighing you stand up from the swing and begin pacing in
front of him as you talk. “When I was in junior high I thought volleyball
sounded like a lot of fun so I joined the club team. Everything was going great
until we started practicing spikes.” Here you pause gulping down the lump in
your throat. “I…I just froze! The coach was yelling at me to run and jump to
hit the ball but I was too scared! What if I jumped into the net? What if I
landed wrong and twisted my ankle? What if I hit the ball into some girl’s face
and broke her nose and she hated me for the rest of our lives?”

Yamaguchi struggles to hold back his grin; he’s never known
you have Yachi-syndrome when it comes to worrying and he feels bad for thinking
you look adorable right now with your wide eyes and frantically moving hands as
you recall the memory.

You’re still talking and he forces himself to focus on your
words. “And then it’s like everyone just turned on me! Started calling me
names, saying they didn’t want someone so useless on the team, stuff like that.
So I just turned tail and ran out of the gym never to set foot in it again. I
vowed from that day on that I would avoid anything to do with volleyball.”

Here you stop and look at him, tears trailing down your face
as you hiccup, “And…and then I met you…the sweetest, most amazing boy ever and of course you had to love volleyball so
I just…I just tried so hard to ignore all the bad feelings I got but it was too
hard! Then I wasn’t sure how to tell you because I really, really like you and
I was afraid that…I don’t know…I thought maybe if you knew why you’d think I
was stupid or something. I just…I didn’t know what to do and now I’ve ended up
hurting you and you probably hate me!” By now he’s stood up and is holding you
close, your shoulders shaking under the weight of your distress.

“______-chan,” he says softly in your ear, “first of all, I
could never hate you. Secondly, I don’t care if you don’t love volleyball, you
don’t even have to like it. I just didn’t understand why you were so distant
about it. Honestly, I thought it was something I’d done because, if you haven’t
noticed, I tend to think things are my fault more often than not.” You nod but
he keeps going, “And if anyone can understand how you feel it’s me. I’m nothing
but the pinch server and even that I
couldn’t do right. But you know what?” He pulls back to look into your tear
stained face. “I got back up again, and I think you can too.”

You frown in confusion and he smiles, wiping your tears
away. “Who cares if you can’t or don’t want to spike? Why not focus on becoming
the best receiver on the team? Look at Nishinoya-senpei! He’s not even allowed
to attack and yet he’s one of the most important players on our team!”

He hugs you close again, kissing your temple. “All I ask is
that you try to move on so you don’t have to carry this burden anymore.”

You nod, hugging his waist tightly as you breath in his
scent. When you pull away again he smiles more widely. “Will you meet me at
practice tomorrow after you’re done with cleaning the classroom? We can go out
for ice cream afterwards.”

“Sure, Tadashi-kun, that sounds nice,” you reply taking his
hand as the two of you begin to walk back to your house. When you reach your porch,
you stand on tip toes and kiss him sweetly on the lips.

“Wha…what was that for?” he asks blushing. He’s still not
quite used to being able to be affectionate like this with you.

“That was a thank you, for being so forgiving and
understanding and for helping to pick me back up so I can move on.”

“You…you’re welcome,” he stammers, his hand behind his head.
Clearing his throat, he takes one step backwards down the stairs, stumbling
slightly but covering it up with a nervous laugh. “Well, then, I’ll see you
tomorrow at school and after at practice.”

“See you then, Tadashi-kun,” you reply waving as he walks
away. With a sigh you go inside, slightly nervous but looking forward to the
day tomorrow.

May I do one more original ask? (If not please ignore) With Azumane, Furuhashi, Okamura, Kageyama, Moriyama,and Sugawara reacting to their s/o sneaking in and joining them while they are in the shower? Also your blog is super amazing and I am in love with your writing~

Awwww! Thank you so much sweetie! It is always so
encouraging to be told one’s work is loved and I appreciate your kind words and
for you always giving me such fun, original, and cute asks! Sorry this took FOREVER
and I have yet to work on the others you sent me but these were fun!

Azumane– The poor man child, how could you scare him like
that? He’d most likely faint at the sound of the shower curtain opening
(traumatized from when Tanaka and Noya made him watch Psycho) and will have
almost a permanent blush when he comes to on the bathroom floor and realizes
not only is he still naked but you are too.
Furuhashi– He flashes a wicked grin tugging you close into
the spray. “And here I thought I’d be getting clean.”
Okamura– First off, he’s startled by your presence. Then he’s
surprised that you’d even want to see him naked. Mostly though, he’s shocked
that you’re allowing him to touch you naked. He may or may not have tears of
joy mixing with the water on his face.
Kageyama– Will be yelling
in a panic since you caught him off guard then turns into a flustered mess,
blushing and apologizing while working extra hard to keep his eyes on your face
(he fails BTW)
Moriyama– Homeboy may be a flirt but he has to take a few
deep breaths to calm his racing pulse when the water hits your skin making it
luminous. Once he’s calmed down he’ll fix you with that sexy smile and wrap his
arms around you.
Sugawara– Has a coy smile on his face but also has the
faintest hint of pink dusting his cheeks. The blush transfers to you, however,
when this suave boy takes his time thoroughly washing your whole body and hair.
By the end of it you’re torn between being aroused and relaxed.