"Oh god. Fuck! D-don't stop!"
Tendou watched Ushijima nod against her pussy, three fingers deep and tongue kitten licking at her clit.
She played with her own nipples as she ground down onto Ushijima's face and fingers, her hand shaking yet tugging at +
Wakatoshi's wolfcut.
Ushijima fucked into her girlfriend, her hands digging into Tendou's plush thighs to keep her in place. She looked up at Tendou's hooded eyes and licked a stripe from her fingers till her clit, taking Tendou's loud moan as encouragement. +
When Wakatoshi switched her tongue with her thumb to breathe Tendou let out a shaky breath. Wakatoshi was wet from the nose down, her back arched and folds of her body so inviting to hold.
"You want a taste?"
Ushijima stopped her rhythm to crawl up Tendou's shaking body, +
repositioning to switch hands. She resumed her pace when she reached to whisper in Tendou's ear.
She felt a quick nod and shoved two fingers into Tendou's open mouth, thighs pressed together at Tendou's tongue swirling around her fingers. She pulled her fingers out to drag a +
line till her neck, watching the glisten of spit and slick. She continued to press and thrust, swearing at Tendou tilting to moan into her ear.
"I-I'm so close. Fuck! Shit oh-"
Tendou clutched onto Ushijima's naked back, her red acrylics scratching harshly. Her back arched +
off the bed to meet her girlfriend's, her orgasm leaving her lightheaded. She took a few deep breaths before falling back onto the mattress, her lips bitten and throat dry.
"Sit on my face, please."
Tendou felt her clit throb at Ushijima's whimper, stopping her from pulling +
down her miniskirt.
"Satori. I'm already so wet."
Ushijima stated it factually but out of breath, lowering herself onto Tendou's face to feel her tongue against her pussy.
She shifted her hips after a guiding hand rocked her back and forth, the sensation pulling loud moans +
from her pink lips. She continued to grind down and intertwined their fingers together, pushing Satori further to pin her into the sheets.
"You feel so good. Always ready to please me, aren't you?"
Ushijima whined at Tendou's moan against her cunt, eyes rolling to the back of +
her head. She felt a bit salacious, her thighs and skirt only visible when looking down. It further sent heat up her body, her eyes closing to feel each stroke of Tendou's tongue against her clit.
She rocked her hips faster when Tendou moved her hands to pinch and flick +
Ushijima's nipples, moans reaching a higher pitch as she came onto Tendou's face.
She could feel Tendou's nose flick against her clit and her knees almost gave out, her hands digging into Tendou's hair and the headboard.
"Oh... Fuck."
Tendou felt Ushijima's cum run down her +
chin, wiping the cum off her face to lick it clean. She pulled Ushijima's face towards her own, gasping at Ushijima pulling her onto one of her her thick thighs.
Their lips slotted together before Tendou could reciprocate Ushijima's whispered 'I love you'. A soft gasp escaped +
left her when Ushijima's tongue slid into her mouth.
She moaned too loud that she heard a bang from the opposite wall, the bed squeaking at Ushijima bouncing her thigh and Tendou with it.
"Oh... Fuck!"
Tendou watched Ushijima smile, noticing her tits bounce with every move and +
thrust of her hips.
"One more baby? Mmh. That's my girl."
Ushijima felt goosebumps at Tendou's whine and her hips moving faster, giving her a sharp bounce up to watch her kilter and gasp.
Osamu looked up from his usual place behind the counter, his focus on the man seated before him.
Sure, Atsumu and Omi were there beside them but they were in their own bubble. +
Aran's tone was measured, his eyes focused with teasing intentions. His hands were folded on the table, involuntarily licking his lips when Osamu swallowed.
Osamu chuckled and threw his work-station cloth over his shoulder.
"Hey, I'm not that bad." +
"At making delicious Onigiri? Yes. That is all, 'Samu."
Aran sighed when Osamu turned away to talk to Atsumu. He cupped his face and shook his leg in impatience, watching Osamu scold Kiyoomi for not finishing his plate.
Bkak accidental marriage where both of them get married while absolutely plastered after a college party and don't see each other for a few years. Then Akaashi gets set up with Bo on a blind date. Shenanigans ensue and when they acc try to get married, they find out they are.
Iwaoi but it's 'you're on a motorbike and I think you look hot but then you splash rainwater on me. I reach the bar and then OH LOOK WHO IS THE BARTENDER'
#arankita but it's Kita who's incredibly oblivious.
He just rolls with it when Aran wraps a hand around his waist while talking, when he links their pinkies while buying their usual ice-creams at the side of the road. +
When Aran whispers distantly on how much Kita changed him.
Kita thought that their relationship was going to become distant according to the plans they've made, the discussions they've had of how jarring it would be to not see each other.
In the comfort of a classroom, familiarity of a volleyball passed between both of their fingertips.+
#bokuken | nsfw streamer AU |
Bokuto has a 😼/pussy, masturbation, exhibitionism
Kenma had been hearing a lot from his fans as of late. His poll on whether to bring his partner to his streams had gone a little too viral, people had even resorted to his DMs. +
"I'm just going to go off the usual route, let's watch the preview."
Kenma sat back, his neck rested against the office chair. His hand stayed on the mouse while he typed on his keyboard, sighing as he tipped his head back.
He could feel his body melt, relaxing into the middle+
of his stream. He cracked his neck and knuckles, pursing his lips as he waited for more people to contribute to his fee.
He liked to play a little game with his fans, jerking off in front of them when they reached the monetary goal.
Kiyoomi hated waking up, hated feeling the cold burn of winter on his skin.
However, his body woke up with routine. His ears twitched as he cleaned his room. One button, two buttons off - switching to his +
robes in quick fashion.
His eyes grew wide when he heard a series of clashes and clanging of metal pots at the end of the shrine.
He tied up his long curly hair, securing the ponytail with a white ribbon.
"Atsumu?!"
The kitsune was out of breath, his ears sulking with the +
scene he witnessed.
Suna was helping Atsumu clean up the dishes, his snake eyes wide as he smirked at Kiyoomi. His tail slithered to grab at Atsumu's hand, screaming when Kiyoomi sped up to stand behind him.
That damned snake.
"Omi! I was helping ya out!"
Atsumu smiled as he +