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Wrong- by MAX for some public smutty fun with our favorite salt shaker

I’m pretty sure I picked the right salty boy, lol.

Wrong- by MAX – Tsukishima

Tsukishima hisses as your lips caress his neck, teeth
nipping the sensitive flesh. “You’re insatiable,” he grumbles and feels you
chuckle.

“Maybe,” you purr pulling back to look into his golden hues,
“but you can’t deny this excites you.” You punctuate the claim by palming the front
of his jeans, his erection straining against the firm material. He curses, head
falling back against the wall of the secluded corner you’ve pushed him into.

Your hand trails up and over the edge of his waist band,
pushing roughly past his boxers to grasp his length.

Oh that girl, she want it, yeah she need it

She
a bad mother, and I believe it

A choked gasp falls out of his open mouth, eyes narrowing as
you stroke him. “Come on, Kei, let’s see how far I can take you until we get
caught.”

She says “Come closer and don’t lock the door”

She doesn’t care who sees anymore

It’s better when it feels wrong

He grabs your shoulders, managing to pivot around and slam
you up against the wall. “You’re gonna regret starting this shit here,” he
growls, biting your neck firmly making you cry out in surprise. He plunges two
fingers into your mouth. “Keep quiet,” he orders, licking his lips when you
begin sucking on his digits. He grins. “Hmmmm, that’s a much better occupation
for your mouth.”

You frown, nipping the tip of his fingers prompting him to
tug your hair.

“Undo my pants,” he commands, light flashing through his
gaze.

From down the hall, you can hear the murmur of voices, your
bodies only partially hidden by the thick curtains. Your fingers shake as you
work to get Kei free of the confines of his pants. “Nervous?” he teases and you
shake your head back and forth, mouth still working over his fingers. “Excited?”

At your nod, he lets out a huff of breath. “You’re such a
freak,” he asserts.

Pulling back, you let go of his fingers, “Says the boy who’s
going to fuck me in the middle of his brother’s engagement party.”

Kei grabs your head, tugging you forward to kiss you
harshly, his tongue slicing through your mouth making you moan, but this time
you keep your volume low. His hands trail down to the hem of your skirt,
lifting it over your hips before hooking his fingers into the edge of your
panties.

“You’re already soaked,” he pants against your lips, “you
want me this bad?”

Oh that girl, she want it, yeah she need it

“Stop talking and just fuck me already, Kei,” you quip back,
tugging his bottom lip between your teeth.

“So vulgar, how did I end up with such a terrible person as
a girlfriend?”

She a bad mother, and I believe it

“Because you’re just as bad,” you whisper then kiss him
again.

Just as he’s about to move aside the fabric covering your core
and shove in, a voice nearer than you’d prefer for your compromised position
sounds. “You know, you’re lucky it’s me who found you and not your parents.”

You lift your eyes and find yourself looking into Saeko’s,
an ironic smile on her face.

“Save it for the bedroom kiddies,” she chuckles, patting Kei
on the back before turning to head back to the main room.

Putting yourselves back together, you make your way back
towards the festivities, both slightly flushed.

While on your way home, you reach over and grab Kei through his pants. 

“I can’t wait anymore,” you coo. 

He sends you a glare but stops the car anyway, roughly tugging you into the back seat to finish what you started at the party. 

She says “Pull over and don’t lock the doors”

She doesn’t care who sees anymore

It’s better when it feels wrong

Hi! Can I request some headcannons for Wild Card Wednesday? What would Kuroko and Oikawa do for their fem!S/O’s birthday? It’s actually my birthday today and when I saw this I freaked. I’m also sorry in advance if this doesn’t follow your rules, I tried to read them but it wouldn’t let me. SFW and NSFW if it’s okay.

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday
dear anon, happy birthday to you!

I’m sorry this took me all day to get to but I have a job
and adulting responsibilities that take up ALL MY TIME!!! Anyway, I hope you
had a most splendid day and YES you followed my rules perfectly.

Enjoy!

Oikawa

SFW

  • Lots of spoiling from this boy. He’s sure to tell EVERYONE
    it’s your birthday and to make sure wish you a happy one.
  • Gets you the perfect gift because he’s very observant and
    notices when you look at something with longing in your eyes.
  • Makes sure his fangirls leave you the hell alone or there will be hell to pay!
  • Cuts his practice time in half because he can’t wait to take
    you out to celebrate (and take you home to continue).

NSFW

  • Usually a teasing brat with an orgasm denial kink, he
    forgoes that part of his personality in favor of giving you exactly what you ask for.
  • But you have to ask for it. 
    • “Come on, ____-chan, I can’t give you
      what you don’t ask for”. OK, so maybe he’s still a tease.
  • However, when you do he aims to please and please he does. Kissing, massage, oral, rough fucking? Whatever you
    want, it’s all on the menu tonight till midnight. When the clock strikes twelve
    he’s back to himself; not that you’re complaining.
    • “I don’t think you’ve come so many times in one night, I
      hope you liked all my birthday presents,” he murmurs against your flushed,
      sweat soaked skin.
  • Leaves you boneless and breathless, his aftercare also top
    notch.
    • “Just lie there and relax,” he commands, going to get water
      and whatever else you need to replenish your energy 

Kuroko

SFW

  • He’s the perfect person to throw you a surprise party
    because he gives away nothing.
  • Taiga offers his place but you’re still unsuspicious because
    Kuroko is an alarming convincing liar.
    • “I just need to pick up a book,” he explains as you enter
      the building.
  • Upon entry, you’re flabbergasted by not only the entire
    Seirin basketball team being there but also the GOM and a few of your friends.
    • “Surprise!!!” they all shout and you almost fall over,
      Tetsuya being there to catch you.
    • “You little liar,” you murmur against his hair but he just
      smiles.
    • “You should have picked up on it when I said I needed a book from Kagami-kun.” 

NSFW

  • Slow, sensual and thorough sex is the agenda, Tetsuya taking
    his sweet time with you, giving gentle, barely there kisses until you’re
    tugging him roughly by the hair. 
    • “Patience, ____-chan.” 
    • “It’s my birthday,
      Tetsuya-kun, time for me to unwrap my favorite package.”
  • Upon reminder that it would be best to give you what you
    want on your special day, he complies, though he’s not a rough sex kinda guy;
    he just ups the pace a bit to your level.
  • When you’ve been satiated, he draws a bath for the two of
    you, settling you between his legs and massaging your shoulder all while
    placing delicate kisses to your skin.
  • You end the night back in bed, both sans sleep clothes, and
    fall asleep in one another’s arms.
    • “Happy birthday, _____-chan,” Tetsuya whispers, kissing your
      cheek before succumbing to slumber himself.

Aomine – Birthday Asks

Thank you for the birthday wishes! I did have an amazing
day! I went ahead and combined these since they are both requests for a NSFW
for Aomine so I hope you don’t mind.

Walking on tip toe, you enter the shared hotel room of
Kise-kun and Aomine-kun. The queen beds show two completely covered lumps and
you smile; the poor boys must be exhausted. Training for the upcoming game was
intense the previous night so you’re not surprised they’re still knocked out.
That and it’s still quite early. You’d cursed yourself for forgetting your flat
iron when Kise-kun had told you that you could borrow his. Being the manager,
you of course had keys to all their rooms just in case they needed something.

As silently as possible you enter the bathroom, shutting the
door before turning on the lights, the flash making you blink a bit. A smile
erupts on your face when you see Kise left all his styling products on the
counter and right in the center is the flat iron. Thankful you’d be able to
avoid trying to look for it quietly, your hand is reaching forward until the
sound of the door opening makes you whip your gaze over your shoulder.

There stands Aomine in nothing but long shorts, scratching
his firm chest as he blinks at you. But goodness is he gorgeous! You, of
course, have seen him shirtless too many times to count but that goes for all
the boys. But there’s something about this moment that makes it feel different
and you know if you don’t get out of here soon you’re liking to start drooling and
you just don’t need to add fuel to his ego fueled fire.

Grabbing the flat iron, you whisper, “Good morning,
Aomine-kun, sorry for waking you. I just needed to borrow this from Kise-kun.”

“Huh? Oh, right,” he mumbles.

For a moment, the two of you just stare at one another
before you finally get your legs to move. “Well, I’ll get out of your way,” you
say and take a step towards the door but he surprises you by moving forward and
shutting it. “Um, Aomine-kun-“ you begin but his hands on your waist make you
stop short.

“Y/N-san, I have a problem I’m hoping you can help me with,”
he says. His voice is low, slightly husky and you gulp.

“Oh? Um, wha…what’s wrong?”

For answer, he removes the flat iron from your grip and sets
it down on the counter, then guides your now free hand to the front of his
shorts. You gasp as your fingers contact a distinct firmness there. Swallowing,
you look up into his eyes which are focused on you, his gaze sharp and
predatory. “Seeing as you’re the cause of said problem,” he continues, pushing
you further into the bathroom, “I think it’s only fair that you do something about
it, don’t you?”

You can’t answer, completely shocked by his forward actions
and the fact that he’s confessed he’s hard for
you.

Whirling around, he sits on the edge of the tub, pulling on
your legs until you fall against him, a little whimper escaping your lips when
your own center connects with his, the friction shooting little darts of pleasure
up your spine.

“Mmmmmm, seems I’m not the only one having dirty dreams,” he
says chuckling, grinding up a little and making you gasp. He’s rock hard,
pulsing, all that power barely contained by cotton and lycra.

He leans up, his mouth level with your ear as his hands
grasp your hips firmly and begin rotating your body, grinding you down against
him, the sensations rippling through both your bodies. He whispers as he moves
you together, “Do you know what you and those damn short skirts do to me? Or
those tight pants? Fuck it, anything and everything about you drives me crazy.”

Your breathing is becoming labored, the feel of his firm
cock pressing against your sex making you dizzy and while he doesn’t stop, he
doesn’t move forward either, just keeps grinding your anatomy together in a torturous
manner. You wrap your arms around his neck, head tossed back and eyes closed as
you give into the delicious pleasure coursing through your body.

“You’re so fucking sexy, with your hooded eyes looking up at
me, the way you bite your lip when you’re thinking, the smell of your shampoo
when you stand in the meeting circles. Shit, I’ve had to stop myself from
taking you up against the wall in the gym more times than I can count.”

You moan slightly, his words heating your body up more.

“You like that, don’t you? You like knowing I watch you,
like knowing I want you. I bet you’ve been teasing me on purpose this whole
time, giving me just enough to make me want more but never enough. I need you,
I want to screw you until your crossed-eyed and the only thing you can remember
is my name,” he growls, mouth hovering just above the flesh of your neck.

You push down, hungry for more connection, your nipples tightening
as images of Daiki fucking you flood your mind.

It’s like he can read it on your face. “Oh, you want that
don’t you baby? You want me to fuck you till your throat is raw from screaming.”
His hands trail up your body to your breasts which he squeezes firmly and you
almost cry out but stop for fear of waking Kise.

“Scream for me, I don’t give a shit if he hears us, I want
everyone to know, you’re mine!”

“Daiki!” you cry out as the friction against your clothed
clit finally blooms into the orgasm you’ve been seeking since he started this
whole thing. His words cease, a level grunt pulling from his lips and you can
only presume he’s reached his end as well.

Opening your eyes, you finally look at him and the realization
of what just occurred has you blushing furiously.

He chuckles, standing up but not relinquishing his hold of
you. “Don’t get all shy on me now, baby,” he says turning on the water, “That
was just the warm up.”

Kimura, Otsubo, Okamura, Iwamura (Seiho’s captain), Azumane, and Yamamoto finding out their GF is a succubus. She has been trying to get them to sleep with her due to needing nourishment (and just wanting their babies in general) but the guys refused because it was too soon. But then they find out that she NEEDS it to survive. NSFW reactions, if that’s okay?? (Also if you find it too difficult to write Iwamura (due to him being so minor in the series) you can swap him out for Kyotani instead)

Thank you for specifying the lore you wanted to see because
there is a lot of it! I went with the
idea that a sexual act and not full blown intercourse is at least enough to get
her what she needs otherwise these would all end up too similar I think. I
tried to keep these short since there are multiple characters and I hope you
like what I came up with! Thank you for patience! I put up a “keep reading line” since this is a bit of a longer post. 

Looking at your
boyfriend, you suddenly understand your mother’s warning about not falling in
love. Were you not head over heels for the male before you, you’d just go grab
a random testosterone snack but you won’t because you love the one you’re with.
Now if only he’d give you what you need…

Kimura

As your tongue caresses the edge of Kimura’s ear, his grip
on your waist tightens, a low groan sounding from his chest. You can feel
energy returning to your body by just kissing him but you need more, you crave
more, not just for survival but because you want him.

“Babe,” he breathes out, pushing you up off his body,
“just…hold on a second.”

“Shinsuke,” you purr, “I need you…please…”

He shakes his head, unclear if the flash of light in your
eyes is just his imagination. “I…look, it’s not that I don’t want you-“

“Then take me,” you mumble against his lips cutting off the
rest of his sentence.

He pushes back again, his voice a bit firmer. “Oi, I said
hang on! Don’t you think this is a little, I don’t know…fast?”

Sighing you sit back, head hanging down and Kimura feels a
pang of regret but he’s just not sure it’s wise-

“I’ll die if I don’t get what I need.”

He blinks at you, a smile almost kicking up his lip. “Oh
come on, I mean-“

You interrupt again, eyes (now bright blue) locking with his
and he gulps as you say, “Shinsuke, I can’t wait anymore. I’ve put it off for
too long. I’m a succubus. If…if I don’t get something
significantly sexual tonight from you I’ll have to get it from someone else. I
don’t want to but that’s the reality of my situation.”

The thought of you with anyone else drives the normally calm
and level headed vice-captain to push you onto your back, his tall body looming
over yours. He steals your breath as his mouth covers yours, his tongue
caressing your own.

“Take what you need, I have plenty of energy,” he breathes
and you feel it coursing from his body to yours. His hand trails up your thigh,
under your skirt to your waiting heat, fingers pushing aside the silk of your
underwear.

“Damn it, you’re soaked,” he whispers, lips caressing your
neck as he plunges two fingers into you. The insertion makes you groan, your
body relishing in the feel of not only being touched but being filled, filled
with energy from him. It may not be exactly what you wanted, but it’s enough to
top you off for a couple more weeks.

Otsubo

Sighing, Otsubo enters his room, brow furrowed; today’s
practice was rough. Keeping Midorima focused since his lucky item broke was no
easy feat and Takao was not helping
the situation by laughing uproariously at the situation. But still, they
managed to get through it and now he’s looking forward to a nice, relaxing night
with you.

A smile makes its way onto his face. How the hell he ended
up dating someone so sexy and sweet
he doesn’t know but he isn’t going to knock it.

Shucking his uniform, he heads to the bathroom, not having
had time to shower before needing to lock up the gym for the night. As he
stands in the warm spray of water, he doesn’t hear you enter. He almost jumps a
mile high into the air when your voice coos, “Can I join you, Tai-kun?”

Whipping around, almost getting shampoo in his eyes that
widen at the sight of you naked, he turns bright red and stutters out,
“Ah….ah…what are you doing sweetness?”

You saunter forward, body becoming drenched in more ways
than one at the sight of your boyfriend with water streaming in the contours of
his muscles highlighting his best features…yummy. For answer to his question,
you lean up, pressing your body and lips to his, hands tugging his head down to
deepen the kiss.

He pulls back, inhaling a deep breath but before he can
speak you decide you can’t wait any longer and let him see the true color of
your eyes; bright purple. He gasps, almost stumbling but you’re strong enough
to hold him up. “I need you, Tai-kun, I’m…hungry,” you pant and he swallows
thickly.

Sizing up the situation, and being of rather high
intelligence, he doesn’t need for you to spell it out any further. A quick dip
of his head and he’s diving back into your mouth, arms wrapping around your
waist to pull you flush against him once more.

He lifts you up, easily caging you against the wall,
peppering kisses down your neck. “Tai-kun…please…”

Your begging produces a rather quick firm up below his waist
and he can’t stop the thrust against your wet sex. He hasn’t penetrated but you
don’t care, he feels delicious and you can sense power returning to your body.
You moan encouragement in his ear, fisting little tufts of his hair making him groan.

The stimulation of your bodies together allows you to gain
enough sustenance to last a bit longer before you commit to the full act of
intercourse and you kiss your thanks against his chest when he settles you on
your feet once more.

Okamura

Bless this poor captain but he’s had such a bad run of luck
when it came to women, that when he met you he was not only thrown for a loop
when you returned his affection but invariably ended up wrapped around your
little finger in no time at all.

And you are not above using that to your advantage.

“Kenichi,” you sigh as his large hand rubs up and down your
thigh while he kisses your neck, “I want you to kiss me.”

“Um, I am kissing you doll,” he says a bit confused.

You bite your lip in a provocative way you know makes his
blood rush and shake your head slowly from side to side. “I don’t mean here,”
you say tapping your neck. Grabbing his hand, you direct it between your legs,
his eyes getting wider and wider as you press his fingers against your already
wet panties. Leaning up you whisper, “I want you to kiss me here.”

Okamura lets out a sound that’s somewhere between a gasp and
a cough, choking on words, his mouth opening and closing in shock. “Are…are you
sure?” he stammers, heart reading to jump out of his chest.

“Yes,” you hiss, tugging his bottom lip between your teeth,
your eyes turning a hazy silver as you let your guard down just a bit, “my body
needs you, Kenichi. Don’t you want to make me happy?”

He nods, completely mesmerized by your eyes, his nerves
slowly dissipating under the slight
hypnotism you’re subjecting him to, though you know you’re not really making
him do anything he doesn’t already want to. You can feel his want, smell his
desire for you clearly; he just needs a little push to help him get going.

Laying back down on the bed, you unbutton your skirt,
tugging it down and throwing it to the floor. As you go to remove your
underwear, Okamura’s hands stop yours.

“Allow me,” he says, a little smirk kicking up his mouth and
you smile softly back. He really is just a giant teddy bear.

Slowly he pulls off the garment, taking his time to
appreciate the view of you for the first time but your whining has him shifting
down, head dipping between your thighs. You sigh out as his tongue tentatively
licks a line from base to top of your slit, hips rolling upwards seeking more
penetration, more of him.

As he gets an idea of what you like, your breathing
increases, the empty pit in your stomach filling up as he unknowingly pours
power back into your thirsting body. Your fingers graze through his hair, a hum
of appreciation from him making you twitch; with a little more practice, he’ll
be topping up your power need in no time.

Iwamura

Out of the view of his team, Iwamura allows himself a moment
of true frustration, slamming his hand against the wall of his room; they were
so…damn…close! So damn close to winning in the semi-finals but Seirin just had
to come in and ruin it all! He knows what he said to Tsugawa is true, their
opponents were simply stronger but it doesn’t make it sting any less. And
now…now he’s done, retired from the game he loves so much.

With a low sigh, he pulls away from the wall, tugs his
jersey off allowing it to fall on the floor and flops onto his bed, staring at
the ceiling. A few minutes later, a soft knock has his eyes flicking to the
door, his deep voice rumbling, “Come in.”

He locks his gaze on you, your lithe form entering and
shutting the door behind you. Silently, you walk across the room to his bed,
crawling onto his body and snuggling against him.

“I’m sorry, Tsutomu,” you say.

He tenses up, eyes closing and breathing slightly labored;
he just can’t calm down! He does, however, flick his eyelids open quickly when
he feels you shift against his body, lips planting kisses against his exposed
chest. A low moan escapes when you lick his stomach and his hands trail through
your hair as you slowly descend until your head is right over his now straining
erection; only you could get him hard when he feels this…deflated.

“I’m going to make you feel good, Tsutomu,” you say, tugging
his shorts down allowing his long, firm member to spring free. He exhales
heavily, gasping in again when your tongue caresses the base of his cock.

“Baby-cakes, you don’t have to-ah!” His protests are cut off
by your mouth encasing him as far as you can; he’s rather a lot of man to take
in. Bobbing up and down, you swirl your tongue back and forth, up and down,
caressing him every which way you can. It’s not the best method to get your own
fill but your hand can do the job as you give back to the man who’s done so
much for you.

“I…I don’t deserve you…or this,” he pants but his hand is
firm in your hair, keeping your head right where it is but you know he would
release you at the first sign of your wanting him to. You hum in displeasure at
his words, pulling up and taking a deep breath.

Climbing back over him, you pull aside the fabric of your
underwear and sink onto him, the unexpected heat of your core making him arch
up into you and cry out.

Leaning over his face, you can see his startled eyes staring
into your now pink irises.

“You are my strength, Tsutomu, don’t ever talk about
yourself like that again,” you say lowly and he nods, eyes closing as you rise
and fall slowly, his hands gripping your hips.

Seems you’ll both get your fill tonight.

Azumane

“This is stupid, I’m
so stupid! Why did I wait so long?!” These thoughts and similar run through
your mind as you rush through the street towards your boyfriend’s house,
thankful that his parents are out of town. Reaching his door, you bang on it
loudly, your breath coming in deep gasps as you struggle to stay upright. You
fail, falling to your knees just before he opens the door, his sleepy
expression flashing away to one of immediate concern.

“Sweetheart? What are you doing here? What’s wrong?” His
voice is slightly panicked, clear distress in his tone as he takes in the sight
of you on your knees, hand clasped to your chest.

When you look up he inhales sharply and you know your eyes
have changed back to their natural red; you must look terrifying to your glass
hearted ace. But he surprises you when he swallows whatever fear he has and
picks you up, your body curling into his in deseperate need of his heat, his
scent, just him.

“What happened?” he asks, voice rumbling against your ear
where your head is rested on his (you just now notice) naked chest.

“I…I need…I need you, Asahi…I’m sorry-“

“You need me to what?” he asks sitting down on the couch
with you cradled in his lap.

“No, I mean literally, I need
you,” you reach down and palm him through his sweat pants drawing a spluttering
cough from his lips. You muffle the sound with your own, tongue whipping out to
seek his, his body tensing because of the fierceness of your kiss.

He pulls your head back, gently but firmly, and looks in
your eyes which are still tinted red. “I don’t understand what’s going on but,”
he gulps once, taking a deep breath with closed eyes before opening them once
more, a more determined look on his face, “I’ll help you however I can.”

You feel like crying you’re so thankful, but before you can
kiss him again he places two fingers on your lips, fixing you with his “ace
face”. “But I want a complete explanation after, deal?”

You nod eagerly, you’ll give him whatever he wants as long
as you can have him. And it’s not just because you’re depleted; you could get
any guy you want and have in the past. But you want this guy, who’s lips are back on yours, his hands caressing your
body, warming you, filling you up before he’s even really gotten started.

He stands, easily carrying you to his bedroom. As he lays
you on the bed, you look up at him and marvel at his ability to just roll with
this, to take care of you even when he’s confused as hell.

Leaning down, his lips caress your neck, your body arching
up into his. As he reaches your ear he whispers, “I kept feeling like it was
too soon to tell you but if we’re doing this, you need to know.” He pulls back
up, large hand cupping your cheek and eyes burning into yours. “I love you,” he
confesses then kisses you, soft at first but with growing hunger, as if his
admission was the key to unlocking the floodgates of his passion.

And as his hands divest you of your clothing, you realize
you already feel full to the brim but you’re going to take everything he gives;
maybe this love thing isn’t so detrimental to your health after all.

Yamamoto

To say Yamamoto was excited would be the understatement of
the year. He finally, finally has a
girlfriend and what a girlfriend! You’re smart, sexy, sassy, and supportive and
he’s pretty sure he’s already in love with you which is crazy because you’ve
only been together a couple months.

Which is why, at this moment, he’s torn between complete
elation and complete nervousness, his hands hesitating to move. He’d come over
to watch a movie, a harmless practice done by hundreds of couples every day but
now, with you straddling his lap, your lips on his neck and your hips
undulating quite provocatively, he’s struggling with knowing what to do.
Thankfully, you save him further trouble by grabbing his hands and slapping
them against your ass making him hitch his breath.

“Touch me, Taketora,” you growl huskily in his ear and he’s
pretty sure you’re going to be the death of him.

“Um, cupcake, I…are you sure,” he stammers, eyes closed
tightly as he tries to maintain control of his body but you’re shifting and grinding
and oh god he’s getting hard and this could be so embarrassing-

“Get out of your own head,” you whisper slowing down your
motions. When Yamamoto opens his eyes again he’s startled to see yours have
turned to an emerald green.

“I didn’t know you wore contact lenses,” he mutters and you
giggle.

Kissing him gently you say, “I don’t, Tora-kun, I’m…a bit
more than just a foreign exchange student.”

He blinks up at you, his bewildered and surprisingly
innocent face making him look even more adorable. “What do you mean?”

“I’m…I’m a succubus and well…I haven’t fed in quite a long
time, not properly anyway, not since…starting to date you,” you confess, eyes
shifting down to look at his chest.

His fingers tilt your chin up, eyes a bit wide but he’s
taking all of this surprisingly well. “I…I won’t lie and say I’m not nervous
and a bit scared,” he confesses, “but I care about you…a lot.” He leans up,
hand trailing through your hair to the back of your head, his forehead pressing
against yours. “Tell me what to do,” he breathes against your face.

You smile, kissing him softly, trailing your hands slowly
down to the hem of his shirt. Pulling upwards gives him the hint to raise his
arms, allowing you to pull it off and throw it to the floor. His body is hot
and firm, muscles twitching under your roaming fingers.

Leaning back, you pull your own shirt off, dropping it
behind you and unclasping your bra as it falls. Tora’s eyes are fixated on your
chest, his own rising and falling rapidly the more worked up he gets. Feeling
pressure on the back of his head, he leans forward, mouth millimeters away from
your breast. He looks up at you, eager as a puppy and you grin nodding your
head. The instant his lips seal over your nipple you moan loudly; it’s been too
long since you’ve had this.

The sound has him tightening his hold on your waist, his
mouth sucking earnestly at your flesh making you writhe in his hold. You know
he’s inexperienced, is probably doing his best not to just come in his pants
the poor thing but you need more now.

Shifting, you stand up, pulling off your and his pants
quickly. Yamamoto resists the urge to cover himself, his heart pounding against
his ribcage as he looks at your naked body. Crouching down, you pull out a
condom from your jacket pocket, eyes shooting up to his face as you open it.

“Tora-kun, I know it’s probably not how you want this to go
but…I can’t wait anymore, I need you, I need this now,” you pant, feeling more of your energy draining.

He leans back, arms outstretched on the back of the couch in
a surprisingly eased manner. “Do whatever you want,” he says and you grin.
Sliding the condom on makes his member twitch and his eyes never leave your
form. As you sink down, encasing him in your tight heat his head falls back,
eyes rolling in his head.

“Oh shit you feel so good,” he mutters.

Pulling him forward to kiss him, you grind forward,
caressing your pleasure against his strong abs. “You don’t feel too bad
yourself,” you say rising then sliding back down.

Content to do all the work and thankful he’s even letting
you do this, you’re surprised when his hips thrust up, arms wrapped around you
tightly. “I may not last long but I’ll give you everything I have,” he grunts,
continuing to thrust up making your body bounce with the strength of his
strikes.

“I knew they called you ace for a reason,” you say and his entire
body shudders.

Tugging on the back of your hair he growls out, “Say that
again.”

You pause to consider what he means then smile. Leaning down
so your mouth is right next to his ear you purr, “Give it to me…ace.”

And he does, surprisingly well, giving you the energy you
need to survive. You’re rather pleased with your choice in partner, deciding
then and there you’ll stay with him as long as he wants you.

Hello ;) i’m new here but love your work already!! 💋💋 could I please request Aomine and his wife nsfw scenario when they’re finally have alone time because he’s so busy as a police officer and she’s busy to take care of their first son… Maybe to conceipt their second child? Thanks

Welcome and thank you for the lovely compliment! Sorry this took so long to get done but I hope you like it! 

“Bye, Hisoka! Be good for uncle Kagami!” you yell as the
tall red headed fire fighter carries your three-year-old to his car. The door
slams out of your hand making you squeak before rough hands trail under your
shirt and cup your breasts.

“I thought they’d never leave,” Daiki whispers in your ear,
tugging the lobe between his teeth making you hiss.

“Geez Daiki, couldn’t you have waited until they’d at least
pulled away?” you gasp, mouth falling open to moan when your husband pinches
your nipples drawing them to peaks. “And really, you couldn’t even manage to
take your time a bit?”

“Fuck no, and now I’m gonna fuck you, it’s been too damn
long,” he says, hands rapidly removing your underwear and flipping your skirt
over your ass. Knocking his knee between yours he orders, smug expression
implied, “Now, spread’em.”

“Yes, Office Aomine,” you coo. His groan mixes with the
clatter of his belt buckle. You hear his pants hit the ground as he pulls your
arms above your head, grasping both wrists easily in one large hand.

“That’s a good, bad girl,” he breathes on your neck, nipping
the flesh then soothing with his tongue. “I’m gonna give it to you so hard you won’t
be able to walk for a week.” He punctuates his threat with a well-timed shove,
his cock sliding into you surprisingly easily; apparently your body is
responding even better than you thought. “Fuck, so wet baby, and still so
tight, even after pushing that brat out.”

“Shhhh, no talking about him like that, in fact, no talking
at all, just fuck me Daiki,” you pant.

“Hey,” he says wrapping his hand in your hair and pulling,
drawing your head away from its resting spot against the door, “I’m the one in charge here, and don’t
you forget it!” He pounds harder, hips slamming into your ass at a bruising
pace.

“Fu…fuck,” you gasp, as he releases your wrists in favor of
holding your hips, drawing back and taking you with him until you’re almost at
a ninety-degree angle. Over and over he hits deep inside you, touching that one spot that will have you seeing stars
in no time.

You can hear he’s close as well, if his grunts and gasps are
anything to go by. “Oh Daiki, yes!” you encourage, knowing praise is a faster
way to bring about conclusion; your back is starting to protest this position.

“Y/N, shit you feel so good, I’m so close, fuck,” he says.

You whine in encouragement, hand trailing between your
thighs to tease your clit so you can come with him. He forgives the insubordinate
action when you clench hard around his dick, bringing about his own nirvana. When
your body relaxes you crumble to the ground on your knees, head resting back
against the door while Daiki is behind you panting wildly.

A few seconds later, your strong-armed husband picks you up,
leaving his pants in the living room and carrying you to your shared bed.

Your eyes are closed, a happy hum in your throat as he
divests you of the rest of your clothing. He massages your arms, helping the
blood to get moving to your numbing limbs. So lost in your fucked out fog you
don’t notice him placing your hands above you head until the sharp *click* of
hand cuffs make your eyelids fly open.

When they do, you see Daiki, smug grin back on his face and nothing
else, as he looms over you kissing your forehead. Looking in your eyes he says,
“Now I’m gonna take my time.” He
kisses you more deeply, hands trailing over your breasts and you arch into his
touch. 

Kissing his way to your neck he whispers, “Let’s make another brat.”

Miracle Loving – NSFW

Ok @kazuhikonaori, this may not be exactly what you requested
but it’s fairly close. I still can’t believe I wrote this *blush*. VERY NSFW!!! I’ve
corrupted two miracle boys. Hope you enjoy!

Miracle Loving

“Let me make this clear…Fuck.No,” Daiki says firmly, his
intense stare making you blush. Wakatoshi, as usual, is silent staring at you
but the slightest cock of his eyebrow lets you know he’s been caught off guard
by your request as well, though he is much less vocal about it.

“But Daiki,” you whine slightly, “this…this is the only thing
I want for my birthday.”

Turning to look at Wakatoshi, Daiki says, “You agree with me
right? There’s no way we’re doing
this!”

The volleyball ace looks at him then back to you. Shrugging
his shoulders his deep voice rumbles, “We already share her, I don’t see how
this would be much different.”

Daiki can’t believe what he’s hearing. “Are you fucking
serious?! Look,” he says turning back to you, “it’s bad enough that I’ve agreed
to this…this…whatever it is that we have going on but there is no way in hell I’m
having sex with him!” He ends
pointing to the brown-haired male on the couch.

“She never said anything about us having sex,” Wakatoshi points out, “she just wants both of us at
the same time.”

You nod rapidly, hands clasped in front of your chest and
eyes wide. “Please,” you beg, “I just…it’s a fantasy I’ve had for a while and
well…I thought my twenty first birthday would be a good time to ask for it.”

Daiki groans. “Can’t you just go and get wasted with us like a
normal girlfriend?”

You smirk. “Since when have I ever been normal Daiki?”

He nods. It’s true, you’re like no girl he’s ever met, which
is the only reason he’s ever agreed to an open relationship. Truthfully, since
being with you there’s no other girl he’s wanted. Oh sure, he’s tested the
waters here and there but he always comes back to you because you’re the only
one who can satisfy him fully. It was quite the blow to his pride when you
admitted you wanted more, and by more you meant another man, but Daiki figured it was better sharing you than not
having you at all.

Wakatoshi, another alpha male type, has a similar
disposition regarding you; it’s pretty much the only thing he and Daiki agree
on. Not that there’s much arguing as they barely talk to each other but there
it is. Now, back to the matter at hand.

Daiki sighs, running hands through his blue hair. “No
touching me, Wakatoshi, I mean it, one stray ass grab or anything and I’ll deck
you.”

He doesn’t bother with a reply, not eager to be in close
proximity of his fellow ace in such an intimate setting either, but he loves
you and wants to give you what you want. He nods once signaling his agreement.

Now that you’ve gotten their consent, you have a fierce
butterfly tsunami in your stomach. You’ve had this scenario play out in your
head multiple times, often using its imagery to bring yourself to completion with
your own hand on lonely nights when both your boys were gone at games. Before
they can back out you grab both their hands and lead them to your bedroom.

Standing between them, you lean up and kiss Daiki, his lips
massaging yours with an intense passion. Pulling away, you take a deep breath
and turn to Wakatoshi, kissing him as well. He caresses your cheek, his touch
sending tingles down your spine. Slowly his hand trails to your waist, rotating
you to face him completely. Before you can wrap your arms around his neck you
feel Daiki’s hands reach to your chest, beginning to unbutton your blouse while
Wakatoshi’s undo the clasp of your pants.

When your shirt is on the floor, Daiki suckles the flesh of
your neck, finding the spot that makes your knees weak. Breaking away from your
lips, Wakatoshi kneels down, pulling your pants down and helping you step out
of them. Daiki lets go long enough to take off his shirt, his firm chest
pressing into your back as his hands roam over your breasts, cupping and
kneading them through your bra.

“Daiki,” you breath out and he smirks against your skin,
nipping you gently making you inhale sharply. Below, Toshi is kissing his way
up your thighs, trailing his tongue into the grove of your hips. Opening your
eyes, you look down just in time to see him clench the band of your panties
between his teeth, dragging them downward. Daiki gives him an assist by pushing
the tight material down your ass, leaving his hands on your newly exposed flesh
and kneading it like dough.

The multiple sensations are making your breathing increase.
As he leans back up again, Toshi gives a quick flick of his tongue against your
slit making you whine his name, displeased he isn’t continuing.

“Patience baby, we need to warm you up,” Daiki rumbles in
your ear before biting the lobe.

“Oh god,” you breathe. Wakatoshi is on his knees, his head
level with your breasts. He sends a look to Daiki who responds by unclasping the
hooks of your bra. Pulling it down slowly Toshi stares at your body; he loves
every part of you. Grasping the outside of your thighs, he leans forward and
licks one nipple puckering it up before moving to the other and sealing his
lips over to suck firmly, all the while with Daiki massaging your ass and
sucking the side of your neck hard enough that you know you’ll have a mark.

You’re panting heavily, and for a moment you’re not sure you
can take the level of pleasure they’re dishing out. This is so much better than any of the fantasies you’ve had and they’re
just getting started!

“Let’s move to the bed,” you say, “I can’t…I can’t stand
much longer.”

“Weakling,” Daiki teases in your ear but you don’t care. He
lifts you up into his arms easily. Looking over his shoulder he says, “Get
undressed and sit against the headboard.”

Even if he isn’t willing to engage in any action with Toshi,
the fact that he just told him to get naked turns you on even more. The chestnut-haired
male does as bidden, shucking his clothing to the floor. As he moves towards
the bed you can feel your mouth watering. Years of physical training and
discipline have sculpted him into quite the specimen.

As Wakatoshi gets into position and draws you flush against
his chest, his firming erection poking your ass, you watch Daiki shed his jeans
and boxer briefs. He’s a bit leaner than Toshi, but still exceptionally
muscular. You are one lucky girl to be surrounded, literally, with such handsome,
strong men.

It’s clear Daiki is running the show here and Toshi,
thankfully, is willing to let him; at least for now. “Lean against him and
shift your hips down,” Daiki orders. He’s sporting the look he gives when he’s
ready to devour you. Settling as he instructs your heart is pounding. Daiki
going down on you is amazing; Daiki going down on you while Toshi is caressing your breasts? Exquisite.

With slow deliberate movements, Daiki crawls on the bed, his
eyes never leaving yours. If there’s one thing this man has, it’s confidence in
his game both on and off the court. He grabs two pillows, easily lifting your
ass up and settling you back down. Now that you’re a little elevated he can really get down to business.

“Already so wet,” he murmurs trailing his nose along your
thigh towards your center, “you must really want this Y/N.”

“Yes,” you whisper, “please Daiki.”

“Hmmmmm, well since you asked so nicely,” he says leaning
forward. He gives a long lick from the base of your slit to the top of your
clit, nipping the latter with his teeth once before burying his face between
your thighs, his tongue thrusting deeply into your pussy making you moan
loudly.

Toshi’s hands are on your breasts, pinching and rolling your
nipples as Daiki goes to town on your snatch making you twitch and buck against
his face. Strong hands grab your thighs holding you still. From behind,
Wakatoshi watches Daiki work you over, surprised by how much this is turning him
on. It’s not like he hasn’t seen porn before, but watching his fellow ace give
you so much pleasure is making him painfully hard. He can’t wait until it’s his
turn to eat you.

“Oh fuck, Daiki, yes, just like that,” you moan. Flicking
his gaze upwards, he finds you have your head cast back resting on Toshi’s
shoulder. Briefly the men’s eyes meet and a silent challenge issued; who can
make you moan their name more often and/or louder?

You’re blissfully unaware of their silent wager, simply
enjoying the feel of Daiki’s tongue pulsing in and out of your wet center. You’re
surprised when Toshi turns your head and covers your mouth with his own. The
dual feeling of Toshi’s tongue in your mouth and Daiki’s tongue in your pussy
makes you groan loudly. Pulling away for breath you pant, “Toshi, oh god,” as he
sucks and bites your neck hard.

Shifting, he moves from behind to beside you, settling you
flat on your back, your hips still up on the pillows where Daiki has not
stopped eating you. He’s keeping you just on this side of your orgasm, not
letting you have the grand finale just yet. Toshi leans down, opening his mouth
wide to suck your breast into his mouth, rolling his tongue around your
nipple.

“Toshi, Daiki, oh, oh shit.” Your head is swimming, all the
stimulation almost becoming too much. Soon you’re begging, “Please, Daiki,
please let me come. I need to come.” Satisfied that he’s won this round, Daiki
seals his lips over your clit, sucking hard while flicking with his tongue. You
shatter, letting out a long, loud wail of pleasure, your whole body shaking.

As you come down from your high, the boys are prepping their
next steps. “Front or back?” Daiki asks him and Toshi’s surprised he’s giving
him a choice. “Front,” he answers receiving a nod.

Moving back to you, Daiki kisses your lips, allowing you to
taste yourself and it’s so erotic. “You ready for the next part?” he asks and
you nod. He helps you to your knees, guiding you to where Toshi is waiting for
you on his knees, his erection thick, firm and ready to go. Rolling on a condom
and then lubricant he reaches for you, hands caressing the skin of your back.
Grabbing your hips, he lifts you, seating you on his long, strong member and
pushing down and up slowly, encasing himself completely in your wet warmth.

“Y/N,” he breathes out against your neck, kissing you gently
and sucking on your lobe. He whispers in your ear, “I love you,” and you melt
against him.

“Toshi, yes, fuck me, oh, oh yeah!” you cry as he gradually
increases his thrusts. He leans you back, holding your waist and watches your
breasts bounce as he pounds into you. He only goes for a few seconds, not
wanting to finish off before they’ve given you the main event you requested in
the first place.

“Ready for me baby?” Daiki says from behind and you nod,
voice unable to be found.

Slathering on a significant amount of lubricant to himself
and then to you, Daiki slowly and gently sheaths his dick in your ass, moving
in centimeter by centimeter, stretching you out. This isn’t the first time you’ve
done anal with either of them, but each time it takes a bit of work to open you
up. And it’s the first time you’ve had both their dicks in you at the same
time; it’s interesting to note the differences.

Daiki’s is long, strong and smooth, slightly narrow (but not
thin) while Toshi’s is thick, his veins slightly more pronounced giving him a
ridged feeling. Having both of them is beyond words to explain.

Warm flesh presses against your back and front; you’re encased in an ace sandwich.

Looking at one another, Toshi and Daiki somehow communicate
when to move together and when they do you bellow out, “Oh fuck! Daiki, yes,
yes! Toshi, oh god, please!” Daiki goes left, while Toshi goes right, the blue
hair kissing your shoulder while the brown hair lifts and suckles on of your
breasts. Reaching downward, Toshi caresses your clit sending you to fucking
nirvana.

Both the boys are breathing hard, their love and passion for
you overflowing as they watch you completely lose yourself in the sensations
they’re creating together. Neither had really wanted to do this but now, watching
you and how much you’re enjoying it, they can’t say they regret it.

Daiki leans back enough to smack your ass, causing you to
cry out his name and the next second Toshi’s fingers are pinching your nipples
making you call out his. Back and forth, up and down, they’re fucking you into
oblivion until you can’t remember your own name.

“Oh, oh fuck, yes, yes Daiki, Toshi, oh god,” you wail,
then, “Oh…oh…I’m close, I’m gonna come so hard!”

“That’s it baby, come for us,” Daiki whispers in your ear,
Toshi adding, “Come, Y/N, come now!”

“Oooooohhhhhh fuuuuuccckkkk!” You’re hit with the most
intense orgasm of your life, spasmsing and thrashing between them. When the
first wave retreats, first Daiki then Toshi pull out allowing you to collapse
on the bed. In the middle of your orgasm the two of them had theirs as well and
leave the bed to dispose of their condoms.

When they return, you’re already fast asleep. They look at
each other. “Not sure who won that round,” Daiki said and Toshi nods in your
direction.

“I think she did.”

Daiki actually chuckles, pulling the covers over your sweat
and fluid covered body.

“Let’er sleep, she can shower later,” he says. Turning he
adds, “I’m gonna shower and then pick up some pizzas and chocolate cake for
her.”

Toshi nods, moving towards the door to head to his bedroom
and do the same.

On the bed, you have a blissful smile on your face. It
certainly has been a happy birthday.