okay it's been a long week but just hear me out, lmao #nsfw
atsumu giving bokuto a sensual massage as foreplay and bo's back is just so stunning and atsumu is straddling him and working those muscles and he's already hard, and his dick just fits in that groove along bo's spine,
and he starts some dirty talk, thrusting like he would for fucking bo's tiddies but he's hotdogging between bo's shoulderblades and okay it's a little odd but bo's muscles feel so good and his skin is so oily and warm and atsumu kinda starts to get into it, except bo's ticklish!
and he's able to muffle the giggles for a while with his fist and the sheets and atsumu thinks bo's just moaning and groaning and shivering from it, so it turns atsumu on even more until bo can't help himself, he starts truly cracking up and twitching and laughing uncontrollably,
and atsumu realizes that bo's not turned on at all he's just ticklish, and atsumu's /mortified/ and stops immediately, beet red and going limp from bokuto's laughing fit that carries on quite a while. atsumu's mood is ruined and he starts to leave, but bokuto doesn't let him
get down about it and catches him in both arms and pulls him back down to the bed so he can find atsumu's tickle spots too! and so they wrestle and squirm and crack up tickling each other and rolling around and laughing and kissing and the mood is back better than ever and
the sex is spectacular and they both come with smiles on their faces. <333
the end! 😂💖
i just think #bokuatsu is so cute and wholesome i love they 🥰
#OsaMei
Where Osamu insists on being the destination of choice for MSBY gatherings so he can keep an eye on the redhead and the tall curly-marked dude who are always circling his brother in a way that sets Osamu's teeth on edge. He's not at all sure they're good enough for Tsumu
so thank goodness he's got a popular shop with delicious food so he can keep an eye on them, make sure they don't get too close to Tsumu or try any hanky-panky.
Osamu's also grateful that the team captain seems to have a solid head on his shoulders, and makes sure Meian has no
complaints with the shop or service any time he brings the team over because it's critical that he keeps bringing them there. Osamu's not going to let some ginger pipsqueak or towering mysophobe run off with his Tsumu so easily. Not on /his/ watch.
Osamu wakes up on Valentine's morning to delicious scents coming from the kitchen, and Kiyoomi's side of the bed empty and cold. Osamu tugs on some old sweats, and grabs a tank top from the dresser. It happens to be Kiyoomi's and when Osamu pulls
it on over his head, it puts a happy lilt in his step as he makes his way downstairs to the kitchen, following the smell of coffee and something sweet.
"Sit there, it's almost done," Kiyoomi calls over his shoulder, but doesn't turn around when Osamu enters the kitchen.
"Whatcha makin' there, Kiyo?" Osamu comes close enough to peek over Kiyoomi's shoulder.
On the counter is the wafflemaker, and Kiyoomi is peering intently at the second hand on his watch. Osamu bites his lip to stifle the grin stretching wide on his face at the totally endearing
hq national team, but they're all shapeshifters of their hs or pro team's animal mascots, and are a special ops team who gather intel and rescue wild animals by helping them escape captivity/illegal trading.
their human forms fly the helicopters and stuff, and animal forms sneak
into labs/backyard breeders and use animal language to let the captives know what's going on.
weasels sakusa and komori slink into ventilation shafts with crows hinata and kags. kags blocks the security cameras with his wings while hinata clips the cords with his beak, 1 by 1.
sakusa and komori open the cages with their little paws. meanwhile bokuto and ushijima and kourai swoop and screech at the security guards, harrying them so they can't sound the alarm while fox suna and cat yaku swipe their badges and infiltrate the building. they open the doors
when shouyou's in atsumu's lap, riding him on the couch or at the dinner table or on the floor in the entryway because they couldn't wait anymore, they don't stop kissing the entire time. they love to kiss, every kind of kiss, nibble, bite, lick, flourish of
tongue a confession of love swept up in simmering desire.
atsumu's hands fit perfectly around shouyou's ass, following the undulations of his body and squeezing handfuls of curved muscle as shouyou rises and sinks down, over and over on his thick cock.
shouyou's hands cling to atsumu's shoulders, press fingernail prints into his back, glide up the side of his neck and cup his face. they trace where his jaw works as they kiss deeper and deeper, messy tongue-tangled kisses muffling their moans.
#nsfw AtsuHina: This year they're staying in and having some quality time. Atsumu thinks it's romantic to snuggle under the kotatsu, but he also wants to be pampered a little, so he asks Hinata if he'll clean his ears, thinking this is peak domestic intimacy and also lets him lay
on Hinata's lap. Hinata's generally agreeable to Atsumu's suggestions, and gamely pats his knee, so Atsumu can cuddle up on his lap. Atsumu sighs in bliss. What he hasn't factored in is Hinata's intensity - not that Hinata is too rough with the ear stick, but... maybe a little
too thorough? Like he's really intently trying to get every little nook and cranny, and it goes on long past Atsumu's just done with the whole idea. And then - Hinata comments on how Atsumu's ear hairs need a trim, and this is perfect because he's right there to help! Hinata
#OiHina cw: kissing
hs bf's lounging on the couch while a volleyball game plays on the tv but they're not paying attention, exchanging little kisses and smiles, limbs tangled.
shouyou leans to the side and kisses tooru's ear, then giggles. "hey, your ears are kinda pointy!"
tooru huffs, "you mean like /yours/?" he angles to nibble all over shouyou's ears.
shouyou giggles harder and squirms. "nuh-uh!"
tooru smirks and kisses down to his earlobe. "oh they're pointy all right. and pretty cute. like a /shrimp/."
"hey!" shouyou turns tooru's head with
both hands and pouts up at him.
tooru raises an eyebrow, and then brushes their noses. "what? just another thing we have in common, shortie-pie."
shouyou rolls his eyes, but his pout curls into a impish grin. he slides his hands from tooru's cheeks up into his hair, caressing