Tag: Tsukishima

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

You said one ask each AU right? If not ignore this! Incubus Tsukki trying to get s/o, but unbeknownst to them both, her mother’s necklace on her neck is a demon repellent charm! Reactions or scenario, however you like, of Tsukki struggling to seduce her, having no idea why it doesn’t work, gets smitten by her and when they found out she takes it off and good old NSFW maybe? ignore if it’s too much, thanks a bunch!!!

I don’t think I quite built this up as much as you described but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Tsukishima, on
the whole, is not overly fond of his species. It’s downright tiring to need sex
of all things to survive. He knows pretty much all males would disagree but
they don’t have to deal with this! That and since he’d prefer not leaving a body count, thank you very
much, he has to expend more energy in either wiping his conquests memories or
deal with having a reputation of being a player. Which means garnering new
sources of energy is that much more work and he has to use more power to seduce
them.

It’s a vicious
cycle really.

Which is why,
when he meets you, and genuinely feels
something, he thinks he’s home free. It’s not every day incubi mate but it’s
not unheard of.

Except that nothing he tries works on you; not his
normal flirting (honed by years and years of practice), not even his powers of
suggestion or hypnotism. At best, he’s managed to gain you as somewhat of a
friend, which is worse because your proximity is driving him crazy. And the
constant teasing from his fellow incubi is not
helping.

Just when he’s
ready to throw in the towel and find some random girl to screw, you enter your
room, unware he’s there. He’d come over to ask for your study notes, waiting as
instructed by your mother for your return from taking a shower. When your eyes
land on him, it’s like a veil has been lifted.

“Kei,” you
breathe and his own breath hitches when you let the towel fall. You’re fucking
gorgeous.

“Wha-“ he
begins then realizes; you aren’t wearing anything, which means the necklace you
always wear is sitting on your desk. Of course! A warding charm!

Deciding to
save disposal of it for another time, Kei is on you in a second, lips crashing
into yours, tongue dominating your mouth easily. He shucks his clothing,
groaning under the ministrations of your fingers against tight muscle and
oversensitive skin. His body is practically humming with need and he knows if
he doesn’t slow down, isn’t careful, he’ll drain you dry.

“Please,” you
gasp, legs parting for his body to lie flush to yours. He doesn’t even remember
carrying you to the bed.

He can’t wait,
only hoping somehow his over exertion of pheromones have allowed your body to
be ready. He thrusts in and out rapidly, power surging through his veins. He
kisses you, stealing your breath, making you sweat, trailing fingers through
damp hair which he clutches and pulls. When he looks in your eyes his own are
blown wide, the gold bright and glowing. “You know what I am now,” he affirms
and you nod. “Will you let me mate you? Will you be my source of energy
forever?” When you nod again, his mouth is on your neck, sucking hard before he
bites. He explodes within you, his scent flooding over you like a blanket
indicating you are his and if any
other incubi so much as look in your direction with intent to take, he’ll kill
them.

While you’re
asleep, he rises, taking the necklace and crushing it.

You have no
need for warding anymore.

Ghouls? I’m in! Can I request headcanons on how Kuroo, Sugawara and Tsukishima would react if they found out in a gruesome way that they’re crush is a ghouls ? Like they caught them feeding or their crush stepped in to protect them from other ghouls? Maybe both? 😳 Thank you!! And I’m super glad that the supernatural AU won as well!! I’m a sucker for horror movies and all that, and you’re writing is awesome!!! It’s a win-win 😍

I did this in a reactions/scenario free flow that I’ve grown immensely fond of. Thanks again to @sfw-haikyuu-nsfw for introducing me to this type of writing and for being so cool with me using it too! Warning, this is somewhat gruesome.

Kuroo had heard rumors of these
creatures, but initially thought it was an elaborate prank. Those videos
couldn’t have possibly been real. But now, looking at the creature before him,
he has no doubt. And he knows he’s about to die. His fight or flight circuits
somehow cross, leaving him stranded with fear, like a bird who can fly stays
still waiting for the snake to strike. “Oh god,” he whimpers, voice cracking.

“Such
a sweet looking treat,” hisses the ghoul, striding forward slowly. It takes a
deep breath in. “I can smell your fear and it’s soooooo tasty.”

Just
as it springs, Kuroo covers his eyes but the impact never comes. Opening them
again, he’s startled to see _________ has jumped in front of him, her hands
grasping the wrists of the creature.

He
still can’t move, can’t make a sound when his crush, the girl he’s been pining
after all year, bites his former attacker.

At first,
he thinks he imagined it, there’s no way she-

But the
sound of rending flesh and a horrid scream of pain snaps him to the reality
that this is really happening. Sugawara
falls to his knees, eyes wide with horror as ________ easily overpowers the
ghoul, taking another huge chunk of its flesh. Her lips smack, tongue licking
the trailing blood from her mouth before she goes in for another bite and all
the while his attacker now turned victim writhes and twitches on the ground
shrieking.

“Shut
up,” she hisses, tearing its throat to render it soundless. “That’s better,”
she coos before going back to feeding.

A
sound of retching, Sugawara no doubt, hits her ears but she’s so starved she
can’t stop now. She’s been holding back for far too long and there were way too
many close calls where she almost ate the one she cares about.

Finishing
her meal, she stands, wiping the remnants of her consumption from her teeth
before turning around. She’s a gruesome sight to behold, clothing saturated
with blood, eyes still black and red as a result of her excitement during the
kill.

“Tsukishima-kun,” her voice calls gently. When the blonde looks up it’s to find
her eyes returning to their normal color but it does little to stem the shiver
of horror that racks his body. He falls backwards, landing hard on his ass and
skirting away as fast as he can.

“What…what
the hell are you?” he rasps, throat coated with the evidence of his expulsion.

She
sighs, rubbing her hands upon her skirt in an attempt to clean them, the end
result merely being a smearing of more blood upon her person. “I think you know
the answer to that, Tsukishima-kun.”

“But
you, you’re…you go to my school! You sit in class, right next to me! How…how
could you be…be…this the whole
time?!” His voice is rising, hysterics taking over despite his usually calm
nature.

“That’s
true, I do those things. But it’s also true that I’m this.” She pauses, tilting
her head. “And what do you propose to do now? Are you going to tell the
authorities?” Her voice is even, no trace of a threat but he knows it’s there.
How could it not be? And how could he do that? After all, she did save him. And as far as he knows,
she hasn’t eaten any humans.

At
least not anyone he knows.

Swallowing
down more bile, he shakes his head. “I won’t tell them. I won’t tell anyone.”

She
smiles, kneeling to his level. “Thank you, Tsukishima-kun. I promise, as long
as I’m around, you won’t have to worry something like that,” she points behind
her to the mass of flesh and bone left, “ever hurting you.”

“But…you
are something like that. How…how can
you be sure you won’t-“

“Because
I could have eaten you more than a hundred times over since we met and I
haven’t.”

“Why?”
he can’t help asking.

She
smiles again. “Because I like you, Tsukishima-kun.”

@nsfwhaikyuu-knb

Alright, I couldn’t resist the Bad Boy AU! How about Bad Boy! Tsukishima convincing his s/o to skip class to make out on the roof or something like that which perhaps leads to something steamy? ;) -Lana

So, in honor of our salty boy’s birthday today, I present to
you a bonus bad boy scenario! Enjoy!

“Kei, what are you doing? We’ll be late for class!” she hisses through
clenched teeth as the blonde punk drags her up yet another set of stairs.

“Tch, as if I care about that,” he mutters, willing her to
go faster by increasing his own pace.

“Well you should! I mean, if you get one more demerit you
could get kicked off the team!”

He turns around, golden eyes fixing her in place. “It’s just
a stupid club, _______, now stop wasting time complaining!”

Her heart clenched a bit at his words. Why must he insist he
doesn’t care when she knows he does? Regardless of how many punks are on the
team, they all want to win, all want to succeed. If it’s just a stupid club,
why did he join in the first place?

“Will you get out of your own head for two seconds?” he
grumbles, voice low in her ear. She startles, looking around them. When did
they end up outside? The sound of a lock clicking into place next to her
catches her attention but it’s momentary considering Kei’s lips are now on her
neck. “Kei,” she moans when his tongue teases her flesh.

“Mmmmm, just getting started and already you’re breathless?
Nice to know you still want me even though I’m such a delinquent.” His voice is
low and silky, almost like chocolate in her ears. Unable to resist his draw,
she winds her arms around his neck allowing him clearance to pull his around
her waist. Leaning back slightly grants access to her lips, his own seeking
them hungrily.

His fingers toy with the edge of her skirt, teasing touches
against the skin of her thighs making her moan again. For as much as Tsukishima
usually prefers quiet, he loves her noises. But today, oh, today is special,
and he knows he can take advantage of it.

“So,” he says, voice irritatingly even given they were
practically swallowing one another whole a second ago, “it’s my birthday.”

She cocks an eyebrow. “And? You’ve never cared about celebrating
before.”

“I don’t, but it seemed a perfect opportunity to request
something,” he smirks.

“And that would be?”

He looks at her from over his lenses, eyes holding heat and
just the slightest hint of annoyance. “Do I really need to spell it out for
you, ________? Fine,” he leans in, breath ghosting over the shell of her ear, “Get
on your knees, this year for my birthday, I want you eating something.”

Her cheeks flare bright red, head whipping backwards to look
at his face again. “Are you serious? Now? Here?”

He nods.

“You couldn’t wait until we got home?”

“Tick tock, _______, lunch is going to be starting in about,”
he looks at his watch, “fifteen minutes and I have no intension of unlocking
that door until I’ve had my birthday blow job, so what’s it gonna be?”

“You’re incorrigible,” she sighs.

“I love it when you talk dirty, now why don’t you put that
pretty mouth to better use, hmmmm?”

“Asshole.”

Any witty retort Tsukishima planned on saying falls away on
a sigh as her hands undo his belt and zipper, releasing his already firm cock.
She smiles coyly, both of them knowing full well that despite his demanding and
sometimes demeaning attitude, she’s the one in control here. The only reason
this is happening, right here, right now is because she’s allowing it to. And Tsukishima
is thankful, even if he doesn’t say it out loud.

He says it in how he grips her hair tightly when she takes
him all the way in.

Says it in how his breath hitches while he bites back moans
when the flat of her tongue licks him from base to tip.

Shows it when biting his lip as her teeth tease the tip.

And almost shouts it when she deep throats him just enough
to allow him to cum.

Panting, Tsukishima leans against the wall as she resumes a
standing position, slinging down the contents of her water bottle to rinse her
mouth of his capitulation. A stick of gum goes in next, which she chews idly
watching him as he regains his composure.

“Fuck, that was amazing,” he grunts.

“You’re welcome,” she replies a bit sarcastically. Turning
to head to the door, she’s startled again when he latches onto her wrist,
dragging her back into a fiery kiss, hands raking through her hair, tongue
slicing into her mouth. He’s so earnest, you’d think they hadn’t kissed in over
a week. When he finally lets her go, both are practically breathless.

He doesn’t say anything, just takes her hand, unlocks the
door and walks her back into the school. As he drops her off at her classroom
just before the lunch bell rings he whispers in her ear, “Come to the club room
right after school, I’ll need a snack before practice.” Then he smacks her ass
and walks away, leaving a dull ache blooming between her thighs.

“It’s gonna be a long
day,” she thinks.

Salty and Sweet – For @imagine-that-haikyuu

It’s my turn to return the favor of fluff for admins Rachel
Lauren and May over @imagine-that-haikyuu! I hope you gals enjoy these
drabbles and that they bring smiles to your faces!

Tsukishima Kei (for admin May) – I used the same prompt list
you did because this was perfect for Kei.

“Is this for me?”

Tsukishima looks up from his place at the kitchen table,
pencil poised as he pauses to look at what you’re pointing to.

“Tch, it’s got your name on it, doesn’t it?” he scoffs
looking back down at his notes.

“Well, yeah, but, it’s the last piece and-“

“Look, if you don’t want it just say so, it’s not-“

“No!” you say empathically, taking a big bite of the cream,
berry and cake concoction. Your low moan of appreciation fills the void of
silence. “Your mom really does make the best strawberry shortcake,” you praise taking another bite as you sit in the chair nearest Kei.

He shrugs. “It’s alright I guess,” he mumbles.

You roll your eyes, taking yet another bite, but before you
can lick the cream from your lips, Kei’s own are covering them. The kiss is a
bit sloppy but sweet in more ways than one. As he pulls back, he smirks at your
shocked expression.

“I never said you didn’t have to share.”

Azume Asahi (for admin Rachel Lauren) – I took that anon’s HC
of Asahi giving up his jacket or shirt for his girlfriend. Prompt from this list.

All day the sky has threatened to unleash a fury of water
but of course it would wait to do so right when you’re exiting the bus. Running
wildly, you rush to Asahi’s door, banging hard upon the wood. Asahi whips it
open, eyes widening a bit at your soaked and disheveled state.

“Babe, geez, get in here,” he says pulling you by the hand.

“Thanks Asahi, I thought I was gonna drown standing up!”

“Go get in the shower to warm up, I’ll get some tea going,”
he advises nudging you towards the hall after pecking your cheek.

As you walk towards his room, you pop your head in to Daichi’s
giving him a quick wave hello.

“Hey ______-chan, looks like you got caught in it huh?”

You shrug. “Yeah, mother nature decided to weep on me.” You
look around curiously. “Where’s Suga?”

“Hot date, you know that boy, can’t stay away from his lady.”

You giggle, moving away to Asahi’s room. Disrobing
hurriedly, you realize you don’t have a change of clothes. Casting your eyes
about, you grab an old, worn in t-shirt of Asahi’s along
with some drawstring sweatpants.

Warmed and refreshed from your shower, you walk into the
living room where Asahi has lit a fire and has two cups of steaming tea along
with some cookies on a tray waiting for you. He turns, eyes widening and a
faint flush erupting over his cheeks.  

“Wha..what?” you ask faintly.

He holds out his hand, drawing you into a warm, tight
embrace. Against your ear he whispers, “You look good in my shirt.”

May I please have a request for Tsukishima, Daichi, Sugawara, and Tanaka? Letters: B;C;D;F;H;I;J;K;M;N;O;P;V;W;X;Y;Z Thank you so much! I love you! ♡♡♡

We discussed the letter limit, these are what were chosen from the list above. Thanks luv!

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic
aspect…) 

Tsukishima:
This boy is a bit too salty to be sweet but he will be 100% focused
on you and what he’s doing.

Daichi: High key
loves the feel of you pressed under him. He’s a bit possessive in that respect
so don’t be surprised for his hands to be roaming everywhere on your body. He
loves to touch you and be touched by you.

Sugawara: Super
romantic in pretty much every way possible. When Suga is in the mood to make
you swoon, he’ll pull out all the stops. A mixed playlist of slow, sensual
songs, massages and gentle kisses to get warmed up and then slow, steady rhythmic
love making are some of the high notes.

Tanaka: He’s a bit
rushed and eager but it’s just because he’s thrilled to the center of his soul
to be with you. He wants to be romantic but his efforts sometimes come out cheesier
than he wanted but he’s so sweet you don’t really care.



K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Tsukishima:
Non-con,
consensual sex. Most likely, he will not reveal this to you because he’s embarrassed
by it but the idea of taking you when, where and how he pleases with little to
no control from you…he’ll get hard just thinking about it. He doesn’t want to
hurt you, he just likes control. 

“I’m gonna wreck you baby and you’re gonna
like it!”

Daichi: Answered
already.

I think we all know what this one is because it’s a head canon pretty
much EVERYONE shares. One word: Daddy. Daichi is Dad-chi not only to his team
but to you and when you call him that, oh boy, daddy will deliver the goods! Second
to this would be captain, either option works. 

“Be a good girl and tell daddy
what you want princess. I can’t give it to you unless you ask.”

Sugawara: Despite
his sweet nature, Suga can be quite the sadist and orgasm denial is something he
is king at. He knows just how to play you up till you can’t remember any words
other than his name and please. 

“You always call me pretty, but you’re the
pretty one, especially when you beg.”

Tanaka: Marking you. Tanaka, while trusting you completely, is pretty possessive and it comes out the form of deep red hickies and bite marks. He might even scratch if he gets really worked up. He’s always apologetic about it, especially if he feels he was a little too rough, but he just can’t help himself. 

“I just want everyone to know you’re mine.”

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Tsukishima:
Rubbing
his shoulders and hands after a long practice or an intense match will have him
melting. Once he feels some of his energy returning he’ll give back in the form
of strong sensual connection while he’s still riding the high.

Daichi: Whenever
(and wherever) you’re close to him rubbing your hands on his thighs, this boy
will start to get the itch to bend you over the closest surface and take you
hard. Teasing touches and firm rubs on his sensitive legs will have him biting
back a groan in you’re in public. If you’re at home, he’ll just pounce on you.

Sugawara: Sincere
flattery honestly. Suga, for all his ability to build others up, does second
guess himself and his skills quite often. So when you encourage him about his
play, his school work, how he handled the first and second years, he’ll get a
significant boost of confidence and will want to thank you for it properly.

Tanaka: Call him
senpai and he’ll lose his mind. Tanaka is very confident and likes being
respected so calling him senpai (even if you’re older) will turn him on to no
end. Tanaka’s head is pretty sensitive and there’s a certain way you rub it
that lets him know when you’re in the mood and working to get him there to.
Honestly, you don’t have to work that hard.


N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Tsukishima:
Flirting
with anyone else (especially his brother…just…NO) to try to get him jealous. He
think it’s petty and it will annoy him not turn him on or make him want to
claim you.

Daichi: If you
dress too provocatively. Sure, he appreciates a sexy dress or short skirt just
as much as the next guy, but if you’re showing too much skin in public, he’ll
be annoyed because he doesn’t want to share you with anyone (especially his
team mates) like that.  

Sugawara: If you
genuinely don’t get along with the team, especially his homeboys Daichi and
Asahi. This team means the world to Suga and if you can’t appreciate that and
them…he’ll be saying no thanks to you.

Tanaka: He may be
a tough looking guy but Tanaka has a really large, soft heart so if you become
spiteful over anything (people make mistakes but this is deliberately looking
to hurt him), he will retreat for a good long while.

O = Oral (Preference
in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Tsukishima:
Straight
up loves you on your knees before him with his dick in your mouth. His hand
will run through your hair and he’ll hiss through clenched teeth if you can
take him deep. 

“So nice of you to put that mouth of yours to good work.”

Daichi: Captain of
mutual exchange, Daichi thoroughly enjoys a good 69. Feeling your hands clench
his delectable thighs while you swallow him whole and you’re above him taking
his tongue? Absolute bliss. 

“That’s it, moan baby, let me feel your pleasure.”

Sugawara: Suga loves
going downtown as often as he can. He’s a master at clit stimulation and will
have you keening and mewling before the night is over. 

“You make such pretty
sounds when I eat you sweetie.”

Tanaka: He’s a bit
nervous for both to be honest because what if he does a bad job? What if he
accidentally comes too fast or in your mouth or oh god, he doesn’t want to fuck
things up. Start out with him giving you yours, either having him jack himself
off or put him to the side and you pump him. Getting that initial orgasm done
will allow him to relax so he can enjoy your mouth during the second round.
Make sure to give lots of verbal cues you’re enjoying what he’s doing. 

“Do…do
you like that, ____-chan? You taste so good, I want to make you feel good too.”

Please send requests for the AU events Bad Boys and
Supernatural! 

Details here

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

Could I request number 17 from that list with Tsukki and Ushijima?☺️☺️☺️

Tsukishima – This boy will take a while to kiss you. He’s
very cautious and just the fact that he’s confessed and you’re dating is a
minor miracle. For him to be willing to share such an intimate connection with
someone is high praise indeed. But when he does…oh man are you in for a
surprise. Tsukki has his pride and because of that has done what he can to
prepare for this moment, meaning lots of research. He’s read up on kissing
techniques, bribing Yachi with art supplies to get him women’s magazines with
tips in them on the subject.

The first time he kisses you will be soft and gentle, just
getting a feel for this whole thing. As he gains more confidence, his kisses
get longer, a little firmer and before long he has your pulse beating to the
drum of his passion. Turns out he can use that tongue for more than word
whiplashing.

Ushijima – Similar to Tsukki, this boy keeps his emotions in
check but not for exactly the same reasons. Mostly, it’s because he grew up in
a household devoid of significant affection so physical touch in any sense is
foreign to him. Most likely, you will have to be the one to initiate connection
of that level. Start off slow with little pecks here and there to allow him
time to warm up to the idea. Lingering goodnight kisses, closed mouth for the
time being, will start to leave him hungry for more.

You’ll know he’s graduated from passive to passionate when
he draws you close, sealing your lips with his and tentatively stroking out his
tongue to caress your mouth. When you open up to him, the flood gates are
released.

You’ve let out the beast, now enjoy…er…deal with the “consequences”.