Healing

Healing

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x Reader

Description: Leon helps you overcome depression by helping you do things you don't have energy for

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Word Count: 1.7k (short, yes but this is just something to post until my main stories ands requests are done)

Warnings/Tags: Mostly fluff. Some kissing. Mentions of sex near the end wink wink ;)

A/N: My heart is gonna burst out of my chest and I'm literally the one who wrote this HJHSH.

You were roused from your dazed slumber by a sharp knock at the door. Initially, you considered ignoring it and pretending not to be home, hoping the visitor would leave. But the knocking grew louder and consistent with each passing second.

"Hey. Its Leon. I know you're in there".

You open an eye slightly, pushing yourself up a bit from the couch. Leon? The hell did he want? Wasn't he supposed to be off in Italy somewhere? Another knock rang through your apartment, this one a bit quieter though.

Leon's muffled voice reached your ears through the door. "If you don't answer, I'm just gonna assume you're dead and kick this door off its hinges."

You groan, loud enough so you know he can hear you. Getting up from the couch, you shuffle slowly towards the door. You pause as you lift your hand towards the handle. Your apartment was filthy, and your clothes hadn't been changed in at least a week.

You smelled awful. No way you could let him in.

"Im sorry Leon, I'm sick. Come back later please?" you say, knowing damn well he wasn't about to just leave. He never gives up that easy, stubborn bastard.

"I haven't seen you in like 2 weeks. Plus I found your notebook in my car. Thought you might want it back" he says plainly.

As annoying as it was, you DID want that notebook back. It had pretty important notes in it for your office job. Sucking in a deep breath, you unlock the door and open it just a bit. Leon was standing there in a somewhat tight fitting black shirt and cargo pants. He must've came straight after work.

"Can you just slide it to me through the crack?" you ask, the sun hurting your eyes. Leon didn't respond, instead taking his time surveying what little he could see of you through the slightly opened door.

"You look well rested" he chuckled. He was referring to the obvious bags under your eyes. Irritated, you start closing the door again, not even caring about the notebook at that point. You were too slow though, Leon already had his foot jammed between the door and its frame.

"Im sorry. I didn't mean it in a bad way." he said, eyes filling with a look of worry. "Can I please come in? Im worried about you".

The soft tone of his voice wrecked your heart. You cursed yourself as you opened the door wide enough for him to step inside. Embarrassing as it was, it was nice to see him.

"Excuse the mess..." you mutter, picking up a few stray clothes that you had lazily thrown near the door. Leon stepped inside, looking around the place that had once been spotless. Dishes piled in the sink, various ramen cups and wrappers strewn about. This definitely wasn't like you. Anxious about his silence, you sat back down on the couch.

"I know I know...its gross. Can I please have my notebook now?"

Leon shook his head, his eyebrows furrowed as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "It's not gross...its just so unlike you. What happened? Are you okay?". He takes your notebook out of his pocket and passes it to you.

You hesitated before answering.

"Life's just hard Leon. You of all people should know this. Can you go now?"

He went silent, reaching up towards your knotted and messy hair. You flinched, not used to being touched in such an intimate way. He rubbed a few strands between his fingers.

"How about this. You let me comb your hair, and I'll leave you alone. Deal?" he said, giving you a small smile. You eyed him suspiciously. Why did he want to help you so bad?

"Deal."

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And thats how you ended up in the bathtub. While showing him where your hair stuff was, he had commented something about all the dandruff that was accumulating on your scalp and how water would help with detangling. You said you didn't have the energy to wash anything, and he'd offered to do it for you.

"You'd better not fucking peek" you had threatened, not really having the energy to fight him on it.

"You have my word. I swear."

He was kneeled beside the bathtub now, running shampoo through your hair while you leaned back. His touch was surprisingly gentle, and with each stroke you felt yourself relaxing. Everytime you winced when he'd detangle a knot, he'd quickly ask if you were ok or if you wanted him to stop.

"Im fine, just hurry up" you said, knowing damn well that you didn't really want him to. It was the first time in weeks that you'd felt the touch of another human being. It was nice. Some time passed before he was finally finished.

"Hey, I think thats all of the tangles. Do you want help getting out?" he asked, handing you a nearby towel. You blushed, and he immediately sensed your discomfort.

"Ah-shit. I didn't mean it like that, I-"

"It's fine" you said, interrupting him. You extended your hand towards him and he helped you out of the tub with a firm grip so you didn't slip. You had to admit it was funny how hard he was trying not to stare at your naked and dripping body. You wrapped yourself in the baby blue towel, shivering slightly cause of the cold bathroom air.

"I'm gonna go to my room and get changed now. Can you wait downstairs please?" you say, voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, leaving the bathroom swiftly. After hearing his footsteps stop at the end of the stairwell, you make your way into your bedroom.

After getting dried off and dressed in your room, you make your way downstairs. You're surprised to see the living area is almost spotless now. Leon is sweeping some dirt in a dustpan and looks up at you.

"Oh hey. I hope you don't mind. I just figured to clean this place a bit before leaving" he says, making his way over to your trashcan. You watch silently as he dumps the dirt into the opening and sets aside the broom.

Why is he so nice? You had been ignoring him this whole time. You don’t deserve this at all. You don’t deserve even a drop of of kindness from anyone.

You feel tears forming in your eyes.

Leon notices your expression and starts making his way towards you. "I-I'm really sorry, I thought this would help yo-". You aren't even listening. You aren't sure why but you feel the desperate need to hug him so tightly and never let go.

So you do. And he gladly hugs you back. You start sobbing into his chest, tears wetting his shirt a bit. This was very unlike you. You were usually more closed off with him.

"Do you want to sit down?" he asks, wiping some of your tears with his thumb. You look up at him and nod. He takes your hand and leads you to the now clutter free couch. Laying on his chest, you start venting about your troubles to him. How you feel like you can't live another day on this shitty planet. How your sadness is consuming you, etc. He listens to all of it, not interrupting, running his fingers through your somewhat wet hair the entire time.

You feel stupid when you finish.

"I can't believe I just told you all of that"

He chuckles, reaching over to grab your hand again. "Its healthy to get that stuff out. You can't keep it inside. I definitely know what that's like" he says. You feel your face get hot, not wanting him to pull his hand away. He's so breathtaking and you feel this tight knot in your stomach every time you look at him.

"I do feel better now. Thank you so much for coming to see me. I would've just rotted in this apartment if you hadn’t come by" you express, giving him a smile. Wasn't far from the truth honestly. You had planned to cease contact with the outside world altogether.

"Don't mention it. Isn't that what friends are for?" he says. You look up at his eyes, unmoving. You both stare at each other for what feels like eternity. You reach up to grab his face, feeling a bit bold all of a sudden.

Something in his expression changes, and he swiftly leans down to give you a small kiss on the lips. You both freeze again, unsure of what the other person wants. But eventually, you both move in towards each other, gentle kisses turning into rougher, more passionate ones.

You both have to eventually stop to get some air, but it's clear Leon doesn't want to. As you catch your breath, Leon gives you gentle kisses on your neck, squeezing your hand with a tight grip.

"Please don't think I came here cause I wanted something from you" he says, face still buried in your neck. "I just needed to see you again. I got so worried when you didn't text back."

"I don't think that Leon, don't worry. I wanted to answer you. I really did. I just...couldn't" you reply, feeling that twinge of sadness in your heart. You should've answered him. Just another thing you get to beat yourself up about later. He lifts his head up, turning your face so you look at him.

"I get it. Just don't do it again. You can't run from your problems, you have people who care about you. You can always always talk to me ok?" he says, eyes glazed as if he's about to cry himself. You nod, and he leans in to give you another kiss. This time however, he stops, a smirk forming on his face.

Confused, you grit your teeth. "Something wrong?"

He shakes his head, smirk getting bigger.

"Of course not, but I was thinking. If your still feeling a bit blue, I know just the thing that'll get you feeling better."

You tilt your head, curious as to what he's up to now. "Oh yeah? What's that?" you ask. He pushes you on your back, positioning himself so he's towering above you, hands on each side of your head. Your breath gets caught in your throat.

"Its a physical activity. But don't worry if your not feeling enough energy to move around still. All you have to do is lie there and take it."

guys pls let me know if you want a part 2 cause im feeling SO fired up now

bnha men x f!reader

songs they'd fuck you to + smut blurbs

Cws - petnames(puppy, baby), dom!character, sub!reader, impact play, degradation, praise, daddy kink. 

a/n - bakugou. midoriya. denki. hawks. sero. monoma. kirishima. todoroki. repost from my old blog doinmybesthere. MINORS DNI | Please have an age in your bio before interacting.

Midoriya - let me love you, Ariana Grande

Your legs are shaking and you’ve got fistfuls of his comforter as he rips a third orgasm out of you, flicking his rough tongue over your swollen clit one more time. “Hurts,” you get out when your vision clears and he’s still between your legs, “Zuku, please, feels too good,” he chuckles, blowing softly on your burning skin. “I haven’t even fucked you yet puppy, we’re just getting started.” 

Bakugou - Cry baby, The Neighbourhood

“C’mon bitch,” Bakugou snarls, landing a harsh slap on your ass, “You know better than to cum without permission,” you’re on your hands and knees on the bed, whimpering as he fucks you through your high, only to yelp when he reaches underneath you and pinches your aching clit, “Since you wanna cum like a fuckin’ whore how ‘bout we see how many times you can do it before you’re crying, huh?”

Sero - High For This - The Weekend 

You’ve been kissing for what feels like hours, every brush of his hands on your skin sends a shiver up your spine, “Baby,” he growls in your ear, the vibrations and the softness of his breath make you grind harder against the thigh he’s slotted carefully between your legs. “Not yet.” He cups your face in your hands, pressing his lips to your forehead before gently tugging your pants down to your knees, and kissing a burning path down your chest. 

Denki - Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene, Hozier

You roll your hips, letting out a gasp when he thrusts up to meet you before he grabs your thighs, warmth pooling in your cheeks, “You’re so fuckin’ pretty babe,” he breathes, “So pretty, and all mine.” He lets you lift up off of him and slams you back down again. “Denki, I,” your eyes roll back as he takes control, setting a brutal pace. “That’s it,” he coos affectionately, “Cum for me, baby.” 

Shouto - Do It For Me, Rosenfeld

You can feel the nubs of the carpet cutting into your knees but you don’t dare move as Shouto daintily presses his thumb against your tongue, letting drool pool around his digit and fall out of your open mouth. He leans back in his chair, looking bored. “Disgusting.” Your face burns with humiliation but you know better than to move, to wipe your chin clean. His expression remains neutral as he unzips his fly, pumping his hard cock in front of you. “C'mere pretty girl," he coos, dripping condescension, "Suck.” 

Keigo - Two Weeks, FKA Twigs

“Fuck, come on sweetheart,” Hawks relaxes on the couch, eyes closing in bliss as you bounce up and down on his cock, “That’s it, baby,” he growls, “Come on, ride that shit,” he opens his golden eyes for just a moment, reaching down to circle your clit with his thumb, watching you collapse into him as you cunt flutters around his length. 

Kirishima - National Anthem, Lana Del Rey

“Oh god,” You look up at him, eyes wide with innocence even when he was spearing you with his huge cock, “God, daddy, you’re so big,” you breathe, and he somehow gets even harder at the praise, “Yeah kitten,” he says, “Who makes you feel this good?” You cling to his shoulders for dear life as he rails you, completely unaware of his own strength, “You do,”  you get out, “You make me feel s’good, daddy.” 

Monoma - Hatefuck, Cruel Youth

“This is the last fucking time.” You say over your shoulder, all the air gushing from your lungs as Monoma roughly bends you over the bed, flipping up your tiny skirt. You don’t have to turn around to know he’s smirking, lining himself at your entrance, rubbing the head of his cock on your soaking panties. “What are you waiting for?” You hiss, turning around. He chuckles, shaking his head at you. “I think, tonight, I want to hear you beg.” 

watching nana gave me major depression and an obsession with vivienne westwood.

Thinking about how big Jason is. 6’4 and just made of muscle. Thick thighs and a big chest with strong arms. Large hands that love to grip your thighs, lifting and tossing you with ease. And he knows what he does to you - little smirks and teasing touches give him away. And he is a tease, giving you only a little taste of him before pulling away, cooing at you in that mocking voice, asking if you’re gonna be a good girl and play nice.

oh god i love nasty old men so much thank you for this

Work for Your Cut

PAIRING: Fushiguro Toji x Reader x Kong Shiu WC: ~2.6k GENRE: Smut 𖤐 CW: free use, oral m!receiving, head pushing, slight exhibitionism, cum play?, reader called princess/baby/sweetheart, guys i'm feral i don't know i can't even think rn…

𖤓 𝕂𝕀ℕ𝕂𝕋𝕆𝔹𝔼ℝ 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟛

You’ve not got any silly ideas about the nature of your relationship with Toji. He’s not ever left you with room for them, if you’re honest. And… in the spirit of being honest… it isn’t like you care at all. It’s all fun, all invited, and you never had any complaints. Well… almost never had any complaints.

You had been doing work when they came home, high off their latest score. Shiu had greeted you first, his hands on your hips as he leaned over you from behind, humming in approval at the almost finished dinner on the stove. You greeted him with a soft hum back, hands instinctively reaching for the lighter so you could light the end of the cigarette that dangled loosely from his lips.

You barely had the chance to turn off the stove when he was dragging you away from the stove without warning.

It was then that you finally got a good look at him. You hadn’t before noticed the cell phone tucked between his shoulder and his ear, but by the smirk on his face, the conversation was going well. One of his hands easily found your hair, tugging gently as a signal for you to drop to your knees. You obeyed like second nature, bare knees hitting against the cold tile and sending a shock up your body.

“Go on,” his lips formed the silent shapes of the words around his cigarette as he released his hold on you. He watched as your hands fumbled for the belt on his slacks, your fingers working quickly to undo the buckle and drag down his zipper. You were more eager than he was to please him, your hands worked on pulling his cock out and into your view quickly, your mouth already salivating at the prospect of tasting him.

You could feel eyes on you from behind and a quick glance proved your suspicions to be correct, Toji was watching from across the room where he leaned against the counter. A short hand movement from him encouraged you to keep going for his friend. You obeyed. You didn’t give yourself much time to admire Shiu’s cock in your hand, the feeling of it hardening just at your touch made you all too giddy to lean forward and suck the tip into your mouth. You were graced with the sound of Shiu harshly inhaling before he replied to the unknown voice on the phone.

“50 percent.” Toji’s voice came from behind you and you were sure that you could feel Shiu’s laugh vibrate all the way down to his cock where you were currently using your tongue to lick at every bit of skin you could, saliva dripping from your mouth to his cock, your hand catching it before it could drip off so you could spread it around more.

Satisfied with your coverage, you wasted no time wrapping your lips around his cock again and sucking it into your throat. You made it about halfway before you gagged, only to be shushed by the man above you. “No.” Shiu replied to Toji shortly, paying you no mind as you began to lift your head off of him only to bring it back down.

You looked up then, keen on taking in Shiu’s unheard reactions, like the way his teeth tightened around the cigarette when you flicked your tongue over the sensitive spot right below the head of his cock. His hands were preoccupied now, flicking through a stack of cash as he half-listened to the conversation. You nearly whined about how he paid more attention to the money than to you.

“You’re right.” Toji replied again, unconcerned with the way his girlfriend was currently drooling over his friend’s cock… literally. “I did the heavy lifting. I should get more.”

“Fat chance-oh fuck.” You ignored your gag reflex, pulling Shiu’s cock further into your throat despite the way your throat flexed around him, begging to be relieved. You didn’t care, the involuntary noise pulled from the man above you when your nose brushed against his hair was reward enough for you. “No not you, keep talking, I’m listening.” Shiu grumbled into the phone, giving you a pointed look as one of his hands came down to your hair, ignoring the money. “None of your business what I’m doing, keep talking or I hang up.”

Your squeak was muffled when he took up your hair again, dragging you back from him only to pull you back forward, just as deep. You understood the silent instruction and tried your best to follow the speed and depth he’d wanted, your eyes watering and jaw aching as you did. He was so hard in your mouth and you were rewarded with a small twitch from his cock and leaking precum on your tongue every time that you flicked over his head when you were pulling back.

His conversation with the man went in one ear and out the other for you as you tried to zone in on when he accidentally let gasps or groans through and the way his hand would tighten in your hair. Your eyes were focused on his face, gauging his silent reactions until you went to pull back and his hand on the back of your head stopped you.

Your eyes widened and your gaze adjusted to the line along his hips, how close it came as he pushed your head down. The wet sound of repeated gagging echoed around the kitchen and you struggled against his hold, lungs burning. He didn’t seem to care at all, smirking a little bit at the sound. “Don’t worry about the sound, it’s nothing to be concerned with.” You were sure that the man on the other end-if he had any fraction of intelligence-knew what was going on.

Your hands, which had been on his thighs, suddenly dropped to catch yourself when your legs were dragged from under you. Your palms hit the floor with a resounding slap and your knees scraped across the grout on the floor. Toji’s hands had wrapped around the meat of your calves, fixing your posture until your ass was presented in the air for him. You struggled to whine around Shiu as Toji’s hands ungracefully pushed your dress over your ass, giving him a decent view of what he’d claimed as his own.

Fingers digging into the inside of your thighs pried your shaky legs apart. The blast of cold air against your core made you realize just how wet you were just from the way Shiu used your mouth. Toji chuckled and you felt another blast of air, you realized he was blowing against your cunt just to watch you twitch. Your eyes had begun to flutter, edges of your vision darkening.

“Wait your turn.” Shiu grumbled, moving his mouth away from the phone slightly as he chastised the man behind you.

Toji scoffed and you felt his hands gripping your hips as he lined up behind you, his pants already pushed down enough to have his cock out and ready. “My girlfriend.” Your eyes rolled back into your head as he sunk into you with one movement, forcing the stretch in your body that had your head spin. “Don’t need anyone’s permission to use her cunt whenever I want.” He adjusted your body slightly, smirking when your hands nearly slipped out from under you with how you tried to pull back from Shiu to breath better. “Ain’t that right baby?” You struggled to agree, gargled noises coming from around Shiu’s cock.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” Shiu chuckled, shoving your head back down. “Here, they wanna talk to you.” Shiu held out the phone, holding it above your body for Toji to take.

You felt Toji’s right hand move to your left hip, crossing over your body. You swallowed hard around the bulge in your throat when Toji used the one handed grip to hold you in place when he pulled back and rammed back into you. He snatched the phone and tucked it under his ear. “What do you want?”

Shiu pulled you off his cock for a moment, keen on hearing your short and high-pitched gasps as Toji’s cock found its pace forcing itself into your cunt over and over. “Take a deep breath now,” Shiu instructed, hand tangled up in your hair as he forced you to look up at him, taking in your watery eyes and the way spit seemed to drip from your tongue and lips. “Don’t swallow.”

You barely processed what he’d said when his cock was back between your lips. His hands were on both sides of your head now, hands partially covering your ears so you couldn’t hear the conversation Toji was having behind you. Not that you would have been able to pay attention. Shiu’s hands held your head in place, his hips fucking into your face as you gagged, throat squeezing and trying to close up on him. He paid no mind to that, quickness picking up until he stilled suddenly. You hardly managed to feel his cock twitch, buried so deeply in your throat.

The first rope of his cum slid down your throat and his words made sense. Don’t swallow. You felt him pull back and the second rope hit the back of your tongue. He smirked as he watched you trying to breathe, now with your throat freed up, without swallowing the load he was releasing into your mouth. “There you go.” He pulled out then, watching bits of his cum dribble out the corners of your mouth.

He let go of you completely then, tilting his head in satisfaction when your shaky arms barely held you up. Your lips were trembling, trying to stay pressed together, trying to focus on not wasting the cum in your mouth. You felt Toji again then, his left hand resting on your right him and whimpered slightly, knowing what was coming.

“Finally done.” He groaned in annoyance. “Not you idiot.” He grumbled back into the phone. His crossed arm handle on your hips gave him an iron hold and he used it. He was quick to push at your hips and fuck you back onto his cock, speed and intensity increasing quickly. Your shaky arms gave out quickly, your face now pressed to the cold tile, your knees scraping back and forth across the grout of the floor.

You whimpered and whined, your lips parting for a moment as you tried to catch your breath, Toji fucking himself into your womb-fucking you into the floor. His hands were the only thing keeping your hips in the air. You didn’t even notice the globs of Shiu’s cum leaking onto the floor until his hand was back in your hair, dragging your head just off the floor so you could see where he was crouched in front of you.

“Open. Lemme see.” He commanded, and it was easy to obey. Gargled moans and whines leaving your now parted lips. His fingers easily opened your mouth more, coaxing your tongue to hang out. He chuckled as his fingers collected his own cum from your mouth as it fell from your tongue before he pushed it back in, hearing you gag around his fingers as he pushed his cum to the entrance of your throat.

“Oh fuck yeah, squeeze again like that baby.” Toji groaned from behind you when he felt your cunt suck him back in, begging for him to make you cum. You could feel it, right about to tip over you just needed- “What am I doing right now?” Toji asked and you realized he was still on the phone. “Sinking my cock into my baby as a reward to myself for a job well done.” Your cheeks would have burned with embarrassment if you were more coherent, but the moans leaving your mouth had pitched up now, unable to even form words to beg for what you wanted.

“Hey, you’re being wasteful.” Shiu clicked his tongue at you in disappointment and brought your mouth down to where the puddle of his cum lay on the tile. “Clean it, sweetheart.” You obeyed blindly, tongue lapping against the tile, trying to bring it into your mouth, though you were sure you were just making a bigger mess. “Just like that, want a reward?” You whimpered in response, of course you did. You were so so so close if only just-

“Why the fuck would I stop to talk to you?” Toji huffed and one of his hands left your hip. “You hear this shit?” Neither of the men talked and you were vaguely aware that Toji had brought the phone away from his ear, situating it next where his cock was sliding in and out of you. “Listen to how pretty my baby’s tight little cunt sounds.” The slick sounds of him fucking you echoed around the room. You were- “Wanna hear something prettier?” Shiu’s fingers were pressing into your clit now and you barely noticed that the scream echoing around the kitchen came from you as your body hurled over the edge.

Neither of the men let up their abuse on you as your body shook and stuttered. Stars filled your vision as sensitivity clouded your senses. You were vaguely aware of the extra wetness now covering your thighs as Toji groaned in satisfaction.

“You hear that? She only sounds that pretty when I do a good job.” He chuckled. “And I always do a good job.” Your hands tried to find a grip on something, but the tile gave you nothing and you were stuck with your body sliding across the tile as Toji continued fucking into you. Both his hands were back on you now, the phone clattering to the ground beside you as he went impossibly faster. “C’mon princess, you can take more right? Shiu just got us a new job. He wants to feel your tight little cunt squeeze his cock too.”

You whimpered and you could feel your cunt squeeze at just the thought of Shiu fucking you next while your boyfriend buried himself in your throat. You hadn’t noticed that Shiu’s fingers had left your clit until they were back at your mouth, placing what felt like paper between your teeth and closing your jaw around it.

“Don’t lose that sweetheart. 10% for you. For giving Toji something to wanna come home to.” You realized the paper was cash. Cash from their job. Cash that was currently being soaked with your own saliva and Shiu’s cum leaking from your mouth.

“And you won’t give me fifty!?” Toji scoffed and his hips beat into your harder, you whined and your head rolled against the tile again.

“Her cut comes out of yours.” Shiu chuckled, grabbing another cigarette and lighting it, hand beginning to tug at his cock again, brain already conjuring the image of how pretty your face would look covered in his cum too. In your hair. Drips of it coming from your lashes and the money in your mouth.

“Hear that?” Toji scoffed, knowing you probably didn’t. “Guess I gotta make you work for your cut now.” And if your brain were working then, you would have known that you wouldn’t be getting off that tile anytime soon, but you were too busy focusing on how Toji’s cock bullied its way what felt like deeper and deeper into you every second, chasing you towards another orgasm.

a/n: thinking about that one art..... toji...shiu... one chance please... i can be good... i can take it

nsfw / fem!reader

surprisingly, miya atsumu knows how to not be loud; you used to think you were the quiet one in the relationship.

during movies, he’d usually lean over to tell you how he knows that actress from somewhere, a finger pointing at the screen, and the entire cinema would hear. back in college, you’d be whispering about a professor that annoyed you, and when he’d answer you, he’d speak loud enough for the whole room to know.

when he’s on the court during a game, he’d announce his team’s next strategy like it was a public service announcement. he’d laugh so proudly after too, and the pleading looks you’d get from sakusa to get your man to shut up would make him laugh even harder.

so you couldn’t believe it when you found out that miya atsumu knew how to stay quiet — well, it was really him finding out that you could be louder than him, because how could he believe it when his meek and quiet little girlfriend could moan so loud for the whole city to hear?

he’s pounding into you from behind, your hips slowly being mottled with shades of purple and yellow from the strong grip his fingers had on them, and you’re so loud; he’s already gagged you with your soiled panties and shoved your head down into the pillow, but still, you’re so fucking loud.

“be quiet for me, princess,” his voice quietly rasped, right hand squeezing your bruised hip as a warning. “don’t want the neighbors hearing how needy you are — just me, yeah? only your tsumu can hear.”

he thinks he hears a muffled yeah amongst the unintelligible babbles and groans, but he still grabs you by your hair and pulls your head back to his shoulder. his right arm wraps around your waist, pinning his chest to your back, and his left hand releases your hair to throw your panties out of your mouth before wrapping around your neck. his hips continue to piston in and out of you and he’s sure you’d collapse without his hold from how much your legs are shaking.

“you gonna stay quiet for me now?” he chuckles, right hand dipping down to play with your clit.

and as soon as you’re about to say that you can’t, your climax hits you out of nowhere. your eyes squeeze shut and tears drip down your face while your mouth opens in a silent scream.

“so good for me, baby,” he groans, watching how good you look when you cum, “so fucking good.”

but he doesn’t stop, and he continues hit that spot with every thrust, fingers unceasing in its movements.

“stay quiet for me a little more, princess? i’m not done.”