pairing: atsumu x f! reader
word count: 4.8k
summary: inspired by Beyoncé’s “Partition”! what starts off as a simple limo ride to a team dinner with atsumu soon turns into you not being able to keep your hands off of each other, looking so irresistible he just can’t help himself.
warnings: smut, car sex, slight voyeurism, overstimulation, dumbification, rough sex, dacryphilia, oral (male receiving), dirty talk, daddy! kink, multiple orgasms, swearing, really nasty
a/n: if you haven’t heard this song, please go listen to it first oh my god the lyrics hot as fuck. of course i had to write a dirty, filthy, smutty ass fic for this, and honestly i can completely see atsumu in this situation.
the click of your heels was sharp against the marble floor, making your way across your ridiculously large bathroom as you adjusted an earring. Atsumu had a team dinner tonight, meaning a long ride to an even longer dinner at whatever high end restaurant had been chosen for the occasion. being engaged to a professional volleyball player came with its share of events and all around tight schedules, but you wouldn’t trade him for the world. you had grown accustomed to nights like these, enjoying the company of his lively teammates and getting all dolled up to go out.
with one last glance into the full body mirror, smoothing down your sleek black dress, you stepped into your bedroom, Atsumu standing in front of a wall with a smaller mirror as he adjusted his tie. his mischievous gaze found your reflection, smirking as he took in the sight of you. a low whistle sounded throughout the room as he eyed you up and down, the dress hugging every curve and dip of your body. a simple dress, really, but severely overpriced. despite the cost it did look quite good though, or rather you made it look good.
“you look gorgeous, darlin’.” the nickname rolled off Atsumu’s tongue with a sultry bite, his naughty eyes practically undressing you right there. with a light chuckle you walked over to him, placing a hand on one of his broad shoulders, looking at the both of you in the mirror.
“thank you, Tsumu. we do look fucking good, don’t we?” his laugh was deep and amused as it rumbled out from his chest, eyes crinkling in agreement. hands still messing with his tie, Atsumu leaned over, teeth nipping at your earlobe. the light tug had chills tingling down your spine, but you kept your composure as you pushed him gently, muttering something about how he was taking his sweet time then going back to your closet to get a jacket before you left.
“where you goin, y/n?” he called teasingly, apparently not finished with his playful antics and suggestive smirks. “I wasn’t done lookin at you!”
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Sometimes, you like teasing your boyfriend, Katsuki, by pretending to be one of his fangirls. He usually doesn't react and rolls his eyes at you, but today is different.
You strut into his office after patrol as usual and let out an exaggerated gasp. "Oh, my god, is that Dynamight?"
He looks up from his laptop and removes his reading glasses, setting them aside. "Yeah, what do you want?"
You smile and sit on his desk, his eyes following your every movement. "Sign my tits."
You expect him to scoff and shoo you away, but no. Instead, he grabs your thighs and pulls you into his lap. You laugh in surprise when he actually reaches for the hem of your shirt.
"Gonna sign 'em for you, alright?" He brings his lips to your ears as he slowly lifts your shirt up, "with my mouth."
SO WHAT if he’s a villain and he’s planning to burn the world down. i’ll gladly be of assistance — no blood, no nothing is thicker than that dick. maybe the world deserves it
hi cloud💗💗!! for the sleepover event, the story telling part, can i ask for suna and breeding + praise? i just want to have his pretty babies 😔
˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆ rin is so pent up after a long week of training. he just wants you in his lap, sitting on his cock while he relaxes and watches you bounce on him, getting all messy when he’s done nothing.
content warning: 18+ content including praise, breeding, mention of babies, a dash of reader being a crybaby for flavor.
slumber party mlist.
Something’s different tonight.
Maybe it’s in the movements of your hips. Those little swivels that always milk Rins cock so well seem more desperate than usual. At first, it caused a smirk to tug at his lips but the more fucked out you become, the more his eyebrows draw together.
Big hands close over your hips and dare to slow you down. He grunts when you continue rocking back and forth on his cock, despite the hold he now has on you, “What’s the rush, pretty baby?”
You lift your head, no longer staring at your hands that are resting on Rins abs for leverage but rather his flushed faced. With bleary vision, you pout down at him.
“Just,” you’re visibly close to crying. Whether it’s due to your emotions or the feeling of his cock throbbing against your gummy walls, you don’t know. You sniffle once as a single tear falls from your lashes, “just wanna have your babies, Rin.”
He doesn’t say anything. Instead he sits up with you still sat on him, pulling you close while you shiver as the head of his cock nudges your cervix. He helps you— helps you start bouncing ‘n making a mess on his cock again, so he can give you what you want.
“Yeah? Pretty baby wants some pretty babies of her own?” His lips brush against yours with every word, enough to make you taste him. You nod, hiccuping before he shushes you,
“You’re such a good girl for tellin’ me what you want... gonna look so pretty carrying my babies.”
With a squeal you cream all over his cock, squeezing him so nicely that he has no choice but to groan and ground you to him completely, spilling all of his cum deep inside your little cunt.
You’re still drooling all over his shoulder in some sort of daze when he begins rutting his hips up into you.
“Gonna make sure you’re full of me.”
ⵌ𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘
✧ feat ; iwaizumi, kuroo, ushijima
✧ synopsis ; how they react when you call them daddy for the first time.
✧ includes ; fem!reader + daddy kink + praising + kink discovery + breeding kink + teasing + oral
TIP JAR
only if u want to <3
♡ 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈
— it definitely catches him by surprise. he never expected to hear those words in the bedroom and after a hot minute, he feels a little bit embarrassed by how much his dick is throbbing.
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I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!😭😭❤️
A/N: something about yaku just makes me want to call him daddy in everything I write for him you know…
Description: A triple feature of some very questionable home videos…
Warning: filming, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, spitting, cumplay, mirror sex, mentions of maturbation, you called him daddy (1) time
Word count: 4707
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vid001.mp4
“God damn it, this is harder than I thought it would be…”
The crisp ring of your chuckle followed the mumbling groan of your boyfriend as he fixed the placement of his phone on the nightstand. Yaku’s face took up the entirety of the frame, with your grinning features peeking out from behind of his chestnut locks. The camera could not focus on his round eyes right at the very front but instead showed you clearly, the way you bit your lips as your eyes looked away from the camera all recorded down as an evidence that you were not as confident as you had thought you would be.
There were sounds of things shifting and clicking at the background, until he finally took a step back. His full face could finally get into the frame now that he wasn’t upfront, his eyes looking at the screen as his hands held mid-air, hoping that the device wouldn’t fall down.
“Ok…” he murmured as he turned around, still staring at the phone from the corner of his eyes before climbing onto the bed where you were already laying there to make sure it wouldn’t fall down the moment he let go, “I think this should work.”
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i don’t have the healthiest coping methods but i haven’t killed myself yet so where’s my fucking medal
hhii here’s my first smut here ;) so this is from my wattpad yandere oikawa fic but I thought I’d add it here too.
;; – fingering, praise kink, hand job and dirty talk.
Oikawa Tooru looms over your body with a triumphant smirk modelling over his pretty lips and clear lust colouring his eyes. “Well, princess?” He purrs, slowly pushing his thigh up to the area between your parted legs. You feel his knee rub against your throbbing clit when he bends over, peppering honeyed kisses on the side of your neck.
You knew exactly what he wanted, his sexual endeavours in the past were usually denied because you never found yourself truly trusting Oikawa; sometimes you’d give in but very rarely. Yet now? Perhaps… it was okay. That for just a little time, you’d let yourself free and take each other’s love to the most intimate level.
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