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How about b and f for Hinata? (He’s such a sunshine child I love him)

B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)

The feel of her lips against his neck makes Hinata sigh, hips rising seeking their partners in hers. She giggles, hand trailing under his shirt, finger caressing gently. His muscles twitch, eager for more of her touch. Before he can beg more, her mouth covers his, tongue gently coaxing his to dance with hers. A deep moan sounds, his voice has dropped over the years, but she knows how to make him keen if she wants.

But it’s his birthday and they both know he’ll get exactly what he wants today.

“Put your mouth on me, please,” he whispers, breath hot against her ear.

“Where, Shouyou?” she teases, eyes mischievous.

He cocks an eyebrow. “You know where, missy.”

A huff of air escapes as she chuckles, her body slowly moving down his own until she’s hovered above the zipper of his pants. With deliberation, she unbuttons them, eyes never leaving his as she tugs the tab, teeth releasing his confined length.

They shift in tandem to get his pants off, exposing him to the cool air and her hungry stare. Licking her lips, she prostates herself between his legs and opens her mouth, taking him in all the way to the hilt.

“Oh yes,” he hisses, head falling back onto the pillows, “happy birthday to me.”

F: Firsts (First time having sex together)

Hinata took in a deep breath, opening his eyes to stare into hers. They were naked, him above with his hips pressed firmly against hers. He’s not sure exactly how they got here, other than they’d both decided open mouth kisses and heavy petting just weren’t enough anymore. He dipped down, mouth caressing her throat, hand trailing up to grasp her breast and she arched in to his touch. Getting this far had been a culmination of heavy breathing, apologies for awkward movements and tentative touches but somehow, it still felt perfect.

The feel of his erection against her thigh made her shake, excitement mixed with trepidation. She trusted him, but neither had done this before and something so new, so significant, was scary.

“I love you,” he murmured in her ear, kissing her cheek gently. Looking at her face again he asked, “Are you ready?”

She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut he pushed in, Hinata choking on his own breath when he felt her warmth encase him.

“Ugh, you feel so good,” he grunted, voice strained.

“I…I love you, Shouyou,” she returned, grasping his shoulders.

Slowly he built up momentum, thrusting back and forth, their breaths sharing the same space.

It didn’t take long for him to finish, but she didn’t care, it was still rather uncomfortable if she were honest.

“Tell me how to make you feel good, too,” he requested through panting breath, face nuzzled into her neck.

You still doing the smut headcanons? If so, H and I for Tanaka, please! I’ve been obsessed with this boy lately! Thanks!

H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)

I: Initiator (Who initiates most of the time? How?)

Tanaka rolls to his side, jaw stretching wide in a long yawn. He blinks open sleep encrusted eyes and when his vision clears, he smiles.

Even asleep, she’s stunning.

A familiar itch erupts in the tips of his fingers, spreading quickly to his palms, then arms; the urge to touch.

He loves touching her.

Cupping her face, ruffling her hair, massaging her neck, it doesn’t matter. Where she’ll let him, he’s eager to touch. His smiles widens as flashes of last night play before his mind’s eye, remembrance of just where she lets him touch and how.

It stirs the longing, feeds it like a greedy animal until the absence of the feel of her skin grows too great. He shifts closer, the weight of his body on the mattress rolling her nearer to him as he lays his palm against her stomach. She moves into his touch, snorting a bit when he accidentally tickles her ribs.

His eyes trail over her, mouth watering and lips tingling to kiss every inch. When his gaze reaches her face, he finds her eyes on him, a sleepy smile in place.

She stretches, revealing more of the curves he longs for, an unintentional seduction. “Good morning,” she says, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

“Mornin’,” he replies, gripping her hip. “Sleep good?”

She nods, yawning. “Wouldn’t have minded a bit more of it,” she teases.

“Sorry.” His hand leaves its perch, sliding over her waist up to wrap around her breast. “I just couldn’t help myself.”

“You’ve always been an instigator, Ryu,” she sighs, adjusting her position as he climbs on top of her, body pressing her firmly into the mattress.

His skin is always so warm.

He nuzzles her neck, planting slow, open mouthed kisses down her throat. “I’ll always want more of you.” A kiss to her temple, sweet and light. “As much as you want to give, I’ll take.” His face appears above hers, eyes momentarily serious as he says, “And I’ll give you everything of me in return.”

“Since when did you become so smooth?” she asks, an attempt to lighten the suddenly heavy mood.

He smiles, warm and sincere before leaning his forehead against hers. “Since you,” he answers easily and her laughter shakes against his chest making him smile wider. “Round two?” he asks, mouth returning to her neck igniting her nerves.

He groans when her hand wraps around his staff.

She can initiate too.