My Lovelies Here Is A Piece About Oikawa For You @honeykeigo, @b0ba-chan, @toshidou

my lovelies here is a piece about oikawa for you @honeykeigo, @b0ba-chan, @toshidou

you’ve always been in love with oikawa. he feels like the soft crisp breezes of spring, the warm and fluttery feeling of a lover just caressing your cheeks. you’ve memorized every crease and every callous across his hands, the way the corners of his eyes crinkle as he smiles at you, and you fall for the way he just shines on the court like the stars he so adores. you’ve always loved him. these feelings you hold weighing heavy in your chest as you beam at him, overwhelming you so completely, and you feel nothing but adoration for his whole existence. there is nothing but love for oikawa in your heart until the tiniest tug of a thought pulls at you. 

it creeps in when you see him surrounded by masses of cheering supporters, it creeps in when you see him use that dangerous smile of his for another, it creeps in as his time spent with you slowly begins to slip away. your stomach churns at the thought of him, the thought of him not being yours, never being yours, and those promises of forever that once seemed so saccharine begin to echo, hollow, empty, and ring around your head like sharp lies. you love him so wholly, but just the idea of him leaving you for another turns your soft, sweet loving to a muddled, twisted and disgusting mess of a love. and it isn’t until you see his back growing smaller in the distance as he leaves you that you realize it was never a person that he’d leave you for. oikawa could never fully cherish someone after all.

he leaves for argentina without a word, not a whisper or a promise to his dedicated lover. and it is in his wake you realize his heart never belonged to you, it was never you. as he leaves you without a glance or a sparing thought you finally see that his heart was never yours and that his only love was in his passion, his life, his sport that he tossed you aside for. it is in this putrid depths of jealousy, the ache of loss from your lover that you break to pieces, capsizing to the stormy waves of your own emotions. you drift day by day, and only now do you finally realize you never mattered to him. your memories of the promises of forever, the whispered sweet nothings turn bitter in your veins and as you recall his sugary sweet lies they turn sour as they drift off his lips. you are left an empty and hollow version of yourself, and as you become a stranger to your past as you learn to let yourself love again, you realize that you will never love another the same. never wholly, never fully, just different. no one will ever be him. yet, as you grow and learn to forget, he still remembers.

he remembers every victory with you beaming for him in the bleachers, every soft loving smile you once flushed together and shared, every hidden kiss tucked away, his memories of you held close to his heart. oikawa sustains himself off of every moment he can remember till he comes home again. the ghost of you just an echo waiting for him, supporting him, loving him in a way he knows no one else ever will, he still sees you after every victory, and the way your eyes light up as his eyes finally catch yours, glimpses of you in the faces of those he passes by. he plays as the king of the court should, his newfound family in his team always supporting him, his adoring fans always waiting for him. he wins as a king always should, as oikawa always should, he wins as he is supposed to, is expected to. oikawa was never meant to lose after all. but as oikawa relishes in his victories, a hard-earned sweat dripping down his face, the smile on his face is always hollow. the ghost he sees of you cheering for him in the bleachers finally fades. and it is then that he realizes his forever is gone.

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the role of supporting the msby team isn’t always an easy one, but it’s one you perform with pride. before major games, when the tension and energy in the air is palpable, that’s when you know they’re going to push you to your limits. 

your back hits the cool metal locker as your legs wrap around sakusa’s waist when he lifts you up and pins you there, warm, sticky cum spilling out of your hole every time he thrusts inside. there’s a feral tinge to his choked groans while you claw at his bare back, harsh red lines from your nails streaking across his shoulder blades as he pumps another round of seed inside your already impossibly stuffed cunt.

more of it trickles down your inner thighs as sakusa passes you over to bokuto, his heavy cock outlined by neatly trimmed bicoloured hair bobbing as he moves to gently set you down on the bench. ever the gentleman, he waits for you to nod before sinking the entirety of himself inside. it’s always as good as the first time he’s fucked you. desperate to chase his release, his hips move on their own and he’s cupping your tits while his toes curl at the tight grip of your walls around him. 

atsumu can’t wait, poking the angry red tip of his cock against your cheek to prompt you to look over. lips parting and tongue coming out, you eagerly accept him. you’ve learned to let them use you for their desires, and with atsumu it’s no different. fast and frenzied, he fucks your mouth, sliding his thick length down your throat as far as it’ll go before you gag around him. the tightness, the drool coating his cock, and the pleading in your eyes are enough for him to shoot ropes all over your tongue.

when you think you can’t take it anymore, clit puffy and abused and pussy leaking with cum, hinata’s always there to plug you back up. biggest where it matters, even after being stretched out by multiple men, you always gasp when he manages to finally slot himself inside, and it’s enough to keep everything that’s been given to you within your walls. balls slapping against your ass, hinata bends over and bite at your nipples until the sensations are too much, quickly pulling out and painting your stomach with milky cum.

utterly used and satiated, you lie there as the next group of msby men get ready to switch places. you don’t think it ends there, right?

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