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when you first go up to KUROO TETSUROU and ask for help in chemistry, his eyes light up.

your chemistry teacher had recommended him to you, and thankfully, kuroo agreed to tutor you. you were relieved—at least your chemistry grades wouldn't have to suffer any more than it already was.

you can tell he really loves the subject—just by the way a smile graces his features when he explains a concept to you, or the way a blush settles high on his cheekbones, or how the intonation of his voice rises when he's particularly passionate about something.

but it's the way he explains it that you're especially impressed by. he's patient, too; when you're feeling frustrated after a hard class, he's there. he helps you through each problem, his soft voice describing analogies that you understand. for the first time, you finally feel the satisfaction of understanding something. that for the first time, you look forward to chemistry class.

and it's all thanks to kuroo.

it's admirable, you think. that he loves a subject so much that he can make someone like you—someone who had always hated the subject—like it.

but little did you know, it isn't just the subject he likes.

it's you.

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a/n: the weather is fucking hot which made writing this so difficult D; regardless and as usual, i hope you all enjoy kuroo being a little tease!! hehe

warning: smut (starts under the cut); face-sitting; overstimulation; 69

your relationship with kuroo was fun, with playful banter and laughter always echoing off the walls of your shared apartment. pillow fights and tickle wars were a frequent occurrence, as were lazy weekends lounging on the couch while binging shows. and that was exactly what you were doing at the moment, much to kuroo’s dismay.

“babe, let me watch my drama!” you whined, flinching away from him as he poked your side repeatedly.

“you’ve been watching the whole day! you know all that screen time isn’t good for you,” he lectured, shuffling closer to you. his hands brushed over your sides, bubbling laughter in your throat as you tried to swat them away. but kuroo’s hands were bigger and stronger, easily resisting as he continued to tickle you and procure stifled chuckles out of you. until finally—

“kuroo! you know what, you’re gonna regret this!” having had enough, you ripped your attention away from the riveting climax of your drama unto your boyfriend, immediately tackling him down. his back hit the couch as you straddled his chest, trying to find all his sensitive spots.

“is this what you wanted? i’m going to tickle you until you can’t breathe so i can finally watch in peace,” you huffed, kuroo laughing more at how cute you were rather than from your attempts to tickle him back. his hands easily wrapped over your wrists, restraining you while you squirmed above him. amused and a little aroused from all your spunk, his eyes wandered down your figure. he glossed over the outline of your breasts unconstrained by a bra and your noticeable lack of shorts under his oversized shirt, but his attention was fixated on your burgundy lace panties.

flicking his eyes back up to meet yours, he clicked his tongue to get your attention. “you think i wouldn’t notice your little lace secret, kitten?”  

the growl in his voice kindled a fire that swept through your insides as you closed your legs. but kuroo’s hand was quick to move, grasping and pushing your thigh back to give him more access to you. “…all my underwear are still in the wash so— k-kuroo!”

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|♡| Late Nigh Hours |♡|

Kuroo Tetsurou x F!Reader

Description: You and your boyfriend, Kuroo decide to make the night last as long as possible to which suggests an activity which keeps your two up deep into the night. 

Rating: Fluff, Smut

Disclaimer: Sex, Nudity, Insecurities, Cunnilicus, Vaginal Sex, Established Relationship 

Word Count: 3,361

Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything

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“Fucking bullshit!” Kuroo yelled at the TV which was playing the latest mutant monster movie. Apparently, King Kong using weapons against Godzilla was ‘cheating” as he so passionately stated about fifteen times in the past thirty minutes. 

You laughed, tears welling in your eyes from both the lack of sleep and the giggly mood you were in. Tonight was the last day of your and Kuroo’s first semester in college which had a lot of emotions come up. Both of you silently agreed to make the day last as long as possible which led to both of you being half-awake, surrounded by blankets and snacks, watching what must have been the fiftieth movie of the night. 

“You’re just mad the big dumb lizard can't beat brains,” you said with a smirk on your face as Kuroo seemed to burn with the need to go on a rant about how wrong you were but sadly didn’t have the energy for it. He settled for glaring at you with the most concentration he could muster up before he cracked a smile. In the end, both of you ended up laughing, holding onto each other for support.

The movie eventually came to an end, playing loud action music as the end credits rolled. Now was left the decision to come up with one final excuse to stay up or to go to sleep. 

“Damn babe, it’s nearly 4 in the morning,” he chuckled, showing you his phone to reveal it was indeed that time. But what you also saw was his lock screen, a photo of you, him, and Kenma eating at a restaurant to celebrate your boyfriend's birthday. In the photo, Kuroo was practically drooling at the largest plate of grilled mackerel the kitchen could offer, a special request from you, of course. 

Kuroo noticed your stare and took the moment to observe your facial expressions. “I swear, that fish was better than any birthday cake.”

Maybe it was the sleep haze or the emotional roller coaster of the day, but you looked up at Kuroo with a sad look. “I just can’t believe in a couple of years we will probably get office jobs. I don’t want things to change Testu, I love how things are right now.”

“Aww, babe,” he cooed, pulling you in for a hug. He patted your head as you let out sniffles, teasing you and calling you a crybaby in the process. Within an instant, you smacked his chest playfully earning a laugh from both of you.

“Certain things might change, other things might not. Theirs no use in worrying over what you cant control. But what I do know is this,” he gestures to you and him, “will never stop. I’ve been with you for a long time Y/N. I’m pretty sure I would have known if you weren’t the one for me.”  

“Tetsu,” you whined playfully, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning back to pull him to the pillow-covered floor. You landed comfortably in the mess, just beaming at him with blushes covering both your faces. “That has to be one of the sweetest things you’ve ever said.”

“Oh yeah?” He smirked, trailing his hand up the side of your tank top, slender warm fingers just barely grazing the skin underneath. “How about we try one more thing to keep us up before we call it quits?” 

You rolled your eyes with an annoyed huff, leaning in to kiss his soft lips before meeting his eyes again. “I knew sweet Tetsu wouldn’t last long. You know for someone so dorky you're a big pervert.” Kuroo wore a shit-eating grin before rolling over so he was on top of you.

“Don’t be like that babe. Besides, you know I only have eyes for you. How could I not be attracted to my stunning girlfriend? If you ask me I’m doing pretty fucking good with self-control.” Kuroo began to trail kisses on your neck, mixing in gentle suckling with his butterfly kisses. Kuroo took his time when it came to kissing your neck, it was one of his favorite ways to tease you and he took great pleasure from it. 

Almost instantly your hands find their way to his unruly hair, tangling themselves in the dark locks with short gentle tugs that he loves so much. You two had probably been in this position a million times but it never failed to turn your brain to mush and relax every muscle in your body. “Can’t say the same to you though,” he added chuckling.  

Sadly he was correct, that familiar aching feeling between your legs began to appear as Kuroo gives extra special attention to that sensitive spot on your neck just below your ear. Soft moans leave your lips and you begin to feel unbearably hot leaving your clit start to swell and your pussy ache. 

“Fuck babe, those sounds,” he pants slightly before switching to the other side of your neck only this time leaving sloppy, more desperate marks. His long warm fingers trailed their way under your simple shirt to reach your breasts, which he instantly began folding. Kuroo then began to give short, quick thrusts of his pelvis against your core leaving you writhing at the taste of pleasure and being able to feel his cock in impeccable detail from his sudden dry humping. 

But as soon as it came it left with Kuroo pulling his whole body to sit back on his knees and proud face staring down at you as he left you hanging, “C’mon, let me take these off of you, pretty.”

You had won a simple tank top and sweat pants for tonight, face bare, and hair in its natural state but your boyfriend never failed to tell you how sexy he thought you were even dressed so casually. Now was no exception. He took his sweet time undressing you, adoring your flushed face and disheveled appearance. He had barely started the foreplay and you already looked fucked out. 

After he discards your clothes, leaving you only wearing a pair of black cotton panties, he quickly jumps at your tits, looking as if he was going to drool if he waited another moment. A sob leaves your mouth at his sudden movement, hands and mouth instantly latching onto each of your breasts, but you couldn’t help but arch your back into him, legs wrapping around his upper thighs as your ground your pussy onto his noticeable bulge on his jeans. You couldn’t help it, you had started to throb to the point where it almost hurt. 

“Ah, Tetsu— Tetsurou please, please!”

Your desperate noises had his dick twitching, even through two layers of clothes you could feel it begging for direct contact with you. Not to mention the fact that your grinding had left a noticeable wet spot on his pants, effectively ruining them. “Fuck! Oh my fucking god you drive me crazy,” he groaned, meeting your sloppy thrusts but never stopping his harsh suckling on your nipple, teeth just barely grazing the sensitive bud.

“Baby wait, your gonna make me cum in my pants.” He chuckles, placing a strong hand on your stomach to pin your hips down to the floor and stop your grinding. You whined desperately, pleading for him to fuck you flowing out your mouth but he simply shook his head. 

“Nah pretty, I wan’ eat you out first.” He slurred his words slightly, eyes drooping but determined to have a taste of what was between your legs. 

He quickly took off your panties, taking off his jeans in the process, muttering something about them becoming too tight before lowering his head down so he could get a clear view of your dripping cunt. 

“Mm, look at you? Your fucking soaking. I could never get tired of this pretty pussy babe, never.” Kuroo teased, spreading your lips around to smear your arousal and allowing him to blow hot air on your aching clit causing you to buck your hips up. 

Kuroo never shied away from dirty talk when it came to you, he loved watching you get all embarrassed and try to hide. This time was no different, you attempted to hide your expressions with your arm which caused Kuroo to pull away from your cunt in response. 

You whined once more, begging for him to put his mouth where you needed it most. “Only if you look at me. Keep your eyes on me the whole time baby.” Kuroo watched as you slowly lifted your arm and look him in the eyes with the cutest face he swears he’s ever seen. That’s just what he wanted to see.

He resumed his actions, kissing around your cunt and on your thighs to leave you a crying begging mess until his mouth finally latched on your clit, sucking harder than he ever did on your neck. Being teased for so long made you extra sensitive to his fast thick lines he licked onto your sensitive areas, the smirk never leaving his face as his chin became shiny with liquid.  

For a while Kuroo kept up this act, looking into your eyes with his hazel ones, maintaining control up until you let out one particular scream that hand your hole gush with juices and clamp around nothing. It was then his reserve started to break and his hips began to grind down on a nearby pillow. It wasn’t nearly enough but it was better than nothing, he couldn’t focus on himself right now, he needed to make you cream around his mouth.

That’s when an idea came to him. Way too often had he played with your pussy with just his fingers, you often had been fucked out just from the number of orgasms his hands gave you on your sweet clit. 

He loosened his grip on your thighs and turned them to rub feverishly on your clit, allowing him to stick his tongue in your quivering hole for him to slurp up everything you had to offer. You were losing your mind, legs involuntarily raising into the air to give him more access as the fat of your thighs jiggled from how badly they shook. It was all too much and you almost didn’t remember Kuroo’s warning to keep your eyes on him. The sight of him easting you out alone made you want to cum hard on his face. 

“Tetsurou! I’m gonna cum, please I wan’ cum so bad.” Your thighs crossed on his head effectively locking his down on your pussy, hands desperately tugging on his hair. He swore he could die this way. 

He instantly began to put everything he had into sloppily making out with your core, thrusting and flicking his tongue in and out of your hole as his fingers expertly rubbed your clit. Kuroo stared up at you, soaking up the look in your eyes as he moans into your pussy, getting drunk off the flavor.  

His hips hump against the pillow tremendously faster, instinct taking over in these last few seconds of bliss before you scream his name one final time as your body convulses from the heavy waves of pleasure that rake through you. Your back arches and your body twitches but your eyes never once leave his and Kuroo swears if he didn’t have the drive to fuck you after this he would have creamed in his boxers right there. 

Kuroo doesn’t light up on attacking your pussy although his fingers do abandon their position on your clit and moved to rub soothing circles on your thigh. You rode out your orgasm for as long as possible before you began to pull on his hair in an attempt to stop the overwhelming pleasure. 

“Hold on babe, ‘m not done,” he slurred, eyes bloodshot. It had to have been almost 5 in the morning at this point. “I still gotta clean you up.” 

He quickly dives back into your hole, licking all the cum he can from your sensitive hole by shoving his tongue in as far as he could manage. You let out another cry from overstimulation, tears falling down your cheeks. After Kuroo was satisfied, he pulled away and crawled back to you, kissing and whispering praises into your ear. “S’ good baby, so god damn good.” 

He let you recover for a moment, letting you catch your breath as he moved your hair out of your face. It took a second for you to realize Kuroo had not yet cum, and almost instantly you look down to see the still very hard erection staring back at you. Kuroo laughed.

“Nah, don’t worry babe, I was saving it for the main course,” he then wiggled his eyebrows making you giggle at his stupidity,” but I don’t know if my baby is up for it, I sure took a lot out of her.” His tone was playful but firm, hinting very strongly that you shouldn’t worry about him but you were quick to dismiss it. 

“No,” you dragged the word, wrapping his arms around his neck and meeting him for a hot sloppy kiss, taking his tongue into your mouth and sucking gently, biting his lip in the process. Kuroo moaned into the kiss, hands roaming your body once more before giving your breast a playful squeeze. “God damn, I love your tits.”

“Hey!” You grumbled slightly, but he was quick to interrupt your pout with another wet kiss. “Don’t be like that baby, of course, I love you,” he dragged his mouth around your collar bone leaving a set of hickeys while his fingers pinched your sensitive nubs. “But, c’mon, you have a nice rack that I have to adore.”

To make his point, Kuroo squeezed your boobs together allowing him to suckle each of your nipples, leaving all sorts of bites and marks on your chest. If there was anything Kuroo liked to do during sex, it was to relish your breasts with his kisses. 

“You sure you up for this baby? I can take care of it myself, don’t feel pressured.” His sweet words warmed your heart as you caressed his face to pull his face away from your nipples and to you. 

“Testurou, please fuck me.”

Kuroo’s resolve seemed to snap at your words as he was quick to discard his shirt and boxers, leaving him completely naked before you. Kuroo was lean and had gotten a fair tan since his high school days, leaving a tan line on his thighs and pelvis. The veins trailing to his V-line were especially enchanting, leading down to his pretty cock leaning against his pale thigh. Kuroo was long, the tip of his dick large and pink which weighed it down even at his hardest. With a slight curve to the left and dripping pre-cum your cunt instantly became wet again from the drool-worthy sight before you. 

Kuroo grabbed each of your legs, placing your ankles over each of his muscular shoulders and using his weight to press down on you. He grabbed his aching dick, giving it a couple of rough strokes before lining himself up with your sloppy hole, dripping with new arousal and Kuroo’s saliva. Everything was just unbearably hot. 

You let out a loud gasp as he finally pushes it in, pussy instantly molding to his cock from the numerous times you had done this. You watch Kuroo’s expressions eagerly, he just looks so fucking good, eyebrows scrunching and head thrown back with his tongue practically hanging out. He leaned down to press himself against you, your chests glued together which allowed him to put his full weight behind his thrusts and moan in your ear. 

“Fuck, fuck! Baby, I can’t — ah!” He shuddered as your pussy clenched around him, pace seemingly to increase in speed. “Fuck your so tight, perfect cunt is fucking suffocating me, so fucking cute baby, so fucking cu-,” his lewd words were cut off by another groan. 

Your boyfriend was completely lost in you, his once smug demeanor forgotten when he buried his length balls deep in you. Now what was left was desperation which you were always so willing to take care of, thrusting your hips upwards and scratching his back leaving your own marks. You even began to leave hickeys on his neck which Kuroo absolutely lost his mind over. 

You felt everything, every motion, every twitch, every drag of his veins rubbing up the side of your gummy walls which hugged him so perfectly. Kuroo never let up his speed, wet slapping sounds filling the living room which you now realized had been playing another film, but due to you two being distracted, Netflix had a “are you still watching?” notice. Honestly, it was comical in hindsight but you were too busy moaning to laugh. 

It was then your boyfriend found your sweet spot, the curve in his dick allowing him to hit that spot for every harsh thrust he gave with perfect accuracy. You screamed louder, praises spilling out your mouth left and right. 

“So good! Oh Tetsu, oh my god so fucking good!” 

“Yeah baby? You like it?” Kuroo attempted to tease you once more but his eyes rolled back from your pussy lips catching on his tip as he pulled all the way back to slam back into you. He swore he was seeing stars. “Oh fuck babe! I’m gon’ cum. You close baby? I want you to cum on my cock baby, c’mon.” He practically whined, fingers reaching down to flick your clit and his thrusts becoming rougher. You swore at this rate you wouldn’t be able to sit down properly from how his balls were slapping against your ass. 

The knot in your stomach only became tighter as his words turned you into a shaking mess, your pussy gushing so much a ring began to form at the base of his cock. Finally, the knot snapped causing your eyes to roll into the back of your head, screaming ‘Tetsurou!’ as your legs shook uncontrollably. 

Upon your release Kuroo’s almost instantly followed, your pussy milking him too tight for him to handle. With one final thrust, Kuroo let out a needy moan and released inside of you, your velvety walls still clenching down on him with a vice grip. 

You two stayed like that, wrapped up in each other's arms and stroking each other's skin until Kuroo gently pulled out and watched as his cum flooded out from your still twitching pussy. 

“I’ll never get tired of seeing that, babe, even when we are hitched ‘n turn old and grey.” 

“You’ll have sex with me even when I’m a wrinkly old granny?” You broke out into a fit of laughter at his sour expression, pulling him in for a sweet kiss as a blush ignited your face. “You mean it though, Tetsu? You wanna be with me that long?” Your insecurities from earlier trailed back into your head. All around everything was changing, old friends moving and starting their lives, people settling and having children, even the shadow of death and misery following some of your closest relationships. You and Kuroo’s relationship was one of the most precious things you valued. You loved him with everything you had, the idea of having to move on hurt you more than anything.

“‘Course, babe. Me and you? We’re gonna be in each other's arms for a long time, preferably forever if you let me.” Your eyes softened, hugging him close to you and basking in his presence. He let out a long, tired yawn and shifted to grab his discarded phone to reveal the time to be 7:47 A.M. He sighed, throwing the phone on the couch and wrapping a blanket around the two of you.

Just before you could succumb to sleep, Kuroo, smirking, added, “We are just perfect for each other, one in the same, like sodium chloride is to table salt or...,” he trailed off until you could practically see a lightbulb float on top of his head.

“Like Godzilla and King Kong, obviously me being the big strong lizard and you’re...the other one.”

“Kuroo Tetsurou!” 

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Authors Note: Hello everyone! This is my first official smut so I hope you guys like it. I ended up choosing Kuroo on a whim but I’m  happy with how it turned out. Let me know if there’s anything you would like to see from me!! Bye  ๑(◕‿◕)๑

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Kuroo Tetsurou x F!Reader

Description: You and your boyfriend, Kuroo decide to make the night last as long as possible to which he suggests an activity which keeps your two up deep into the night.

Rating: Fluff, Smut

Disclaimer: Sex, Nudity, Insecurities, Cunnilicus, Vaginal Sex,  Established Relationship

Word Count: 3,361

|♡| Phone Sex |♡|

Feat. Tanaka Ryunosuke x F!Reader, Bokuto Kotaro x F!Reader, Tendou Satori x F! Reader

Description: Due to your loving boyfriend being in a different continent for personal reasons, you had been feeling quite lonely in your once shared apartment. You hadn’t expected him to come back for at least another three weeks, which almost seemed unbearable. You two had been keeping contact with innocent skype calls and text messages, until recently when things between the two of you get steamy through the screen. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Sexting, Mutual Masturbation,  Established Relationship, Long Distance?, Desperation, Mentions of Punishment, Brief Insecurities 

Word Count: 2,681

Husbandry: Kuroo (NSFW)

Kuroo’s grandparents’ house was packed. The warm hum of conversation filled every corner, blending with the occasional burst of laughter and the distant sound of kids squealing as they ran through the hallways. His entire family had gathered for his grandfather’s birthday, a rare full-family event that happened maybe once a year.

The kitchen was a flurry of activity, aunts swapping recipes and gossip over steaming dishes while his uncles gathered around the dining table, engaged in heated debates over sports. Kuroo’s grandmother had you both cornered earlier, asking—no, demanding—when you two planned on giving her great-grandchildren, and before you could even attempt an answer, Kuroo had expertly steered the conversation to something else, saving you from the relentless interrogation.

You had smiled, nodded, played your role as the perfect daughter-in-law, but after hours of dodging prying questions and smiling at distant relatives whose names you barely remembered, you were in desperate need of a break. The stuffy warmth of the crowded living room and the persistent hum of voices pressing in from all sides made escape your only option.

So, you slipped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you with a quiet sigh, pressing your hands against the sink. A deep breath, a few moments to yourself—that was all you needed. A little peace, a little space, a moment where you weren’t being eyed like a future baby-making machine.

Then, a few minutes later, the door clicked open again.

You barely had time to turn before Kuroo slipped in, shutting it behind him.

Your eyes widened. "What are you—"

"Let’s fuck."

You blinked. "Wow. How romantic. You really know how to set the mood, Tetsurō. Maybe light a candle next time? Play some soft jazz?"

His smirk was slow, lazy, dangerous. "Oh, I’d play something, alright. But I don’t think you’d be able to focus on the music."

You scoffed, folding your arms. "Tetsurō, we’re at your grandparent’s house. At a family event. With people literally roaming the halls. But sure, let’s add public indecency to our marriage résumé. That'll really impress your grandma."

He leaned in, pressing his hands against the sink behind you, caging you in. “And?”

Your heart pounded. “And it’s a terrible idea.”

Kuroo tilted his head, eyes gleaming. “You remember that bet we made a few weeks ago?”

Your stomach dropped.

Of course, you remembered. Some stupid, petty argument over who could name more world capitals or something equally dumb. You lost.

And Kuroo? He said he’d save his favor for the right moment.

This was apparently it.

“Tetsurō.” You crossed your arms, trying to look firm despite the way your pulse hammered in your throat. “Absolutely not.”

He grinned. “You agreed to the deal.”

“I didn’t think you’d cash it in like this!”

He hummed, tilting his head. “Well, it’s the perfect time. No one even notices we’re gone.”

You opened your mouth to protest, but the second his hands slid down to your waist, his fingers pressing into your hips, his body heat radiating against yours—

Your resolve crumbled.

“You wouldn’t.”

Kuroo leaned in, lips brushing your ear. “Oh, I would.”

And with the way he was pressing into you, his hands gripping you like he’d already won— you weren’t entirely sure you wanted to stop him.

His fingers trailed lower, teasing, playful, pressing into the fabric of your dress just enough to make you gasp. “You know, I was gonna save this for something special, but…” he exhaled against your neck, his voice dark, teasing. “I think you’d rather pay up right now, wouldn’t you?”

Your breath hitched, hands coming up to push against his chest—half-heartedly. “Your Mother is outside.”

His smirk deepened. “And? No one’s paying attention.”

“Tetsurō—”

“Shhh,” he murmured, fingers curling beneath your chin, tilting your face up. His lips hovered over yours, barely brushing, mocking. “You’re acting like you don’t want this.”

Your skin burned, and you cursed how easily he could unravel you. The worst part? He knew it. He knew you’d fold for him, knew exactly how to make your body betray you.

“Tell me you don’t want me,” he murmured, lips pressing just beneath your ear, his breath hot and slow.

You swallowed hard. “Tetsu—”

His hands slid further down, gripping your hips, pulling you against him. “Say it, baby. Say you don’t want me to touch you.”

You couldn’t.

Your fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, your resolve slipping further with every second.

Kuroo chuckled, the sound low and full of satisfaction. “That’s what I thought.”

His hands slipped beneath the hem of your dress, slow and deliberate, fingers tracing along the sensitive skin of your thighs. “You’re already getting warm, baby,” he whispered. “You sure you wanna keep resisting me?”

You clenched your jaw, trying to fight the way your body shuddered under his touch.

You parted your lips, ready to say something—anything—but the moment his fingers pressed just a little higher, your breath hitched, and you knew you were done for.

Kuroo’s smirk widened. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

And then, he kissed you.

Deep, slow, devouring.

Your back hit the bathroom counter, your arms winding around his neck as he took his time, teasing you, making you fall apart without even trying.

“We have to be quiet,” he whispered against your lips.

And with the way he was dragging you under, drowning you in heat, in want, in him— you knew that was going to be impossible.

But instead of answering, you simply nodded, your breath uneven, your body already melting against him. His eyes darkened at your silent surrender, and before you could process it, you were kissing him again—deeper, more desperate, all hesitation gone.

His hands moved instantly, slipping further beneath your skirt, his fingers tracing the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, teasing, waiting. "That's my girl," he murmured against your lips, his grip tightening as he pressed you harder against the counter. "Now, let's see how well you can keep quiet."

His fingers slid between your thighs, parting them just enough before slipping under your underwear, skimming over your warmth with a featherlight touch. You sucked in a sharp breath, your hands gripping the sink behind you as he chuckled low against your lips. "Already so warm for me, baby."

You bit down on your lip as his fingers pressed in, slow but firm, stretching you just enough to make your legs shake. He worked you open with practiced ease, his other hand wrapping around your hip to hold you still as your body responded to every precise curl of his fingers.

A whimper nearly escaped your lips, but you slapped a hand over your mouth, eyes widening as you remembered where you were.

Kuroo smirked, dark and wicked, his fingers moving faster, his thumb circling that sensitive spot that had your stomach tightening. "That’s it," he whispered, nipping at your jaw. "Keep quiet for me. You don’t want anyone to hear, do you?"

You shook your head, muffled sounds slipping between your fingers as your thighs trembled around his hand. He was relentless, teasing, playing, knowing exactly how to push you to the edge without letting you go over.

Then, just as your breath hitched, just as your body started to tighten around his fingers, he withdrew.

You let out a desperate, choked sound, but before you could protest, you felt the unmistakable press of him against you. Hot. Hard. Teasing.

He groaned as he rubbed himself against your entrance, just barely pushing the tip inside before pulling away.

"Shit—you're shaking, baby," he whispered, his voice rough, strained with control. "You want it that bad, huh?"

Before you could answer, he grabbed your thighs, lifting you effortlessly onto the sink. The cool porcelain against your skin sent a shiver up your spine, but it was nothing compared to the way he slotted himself between your legs, teasing you further as he lined himself up.

"Hold on to me," he muttered, voice thick with hunger.

Your arms wrapped around his neck just as he pushed inside, slow but deliberate, stretching you inch by inch. A strangled moan built in your throat, but you barely bit it back, eyes fluttering shut as he bottomed out, filling you completely.

His fingers dug into your hips, holding you in place as he started to move, deep and steady at first, but quickly growing more desperate. His breath was hot against your neck, each groan rumbling through his chest as he thrust into you, the wet sound of skin against skin mixing with your ragged breathing.

Your legs tightened around his waist, pulling him in deeper, chasing the edge that was already creeping up on you. His hand snuck between your bodies, fingers finding that sensitive spot, circling, pressing, sending white-hot pleasure straight to your core.

"T-Tetsu—" you gasped, one hand flying to your mouth as your body trembled around him.

"That’s it," he groaned, fucking into you harder, faster. "Come for me, baby. Let me feel it."

You were right there, so close, when—

Knock. Knock.

Your eyes shot open, panic freezing you in place.

"Tetsurō?" came the unmistakable voice of his older sister from the other side of the door. "Are you in there?"

Kuroo barely faltered, grinning like the devil as he stilled inside you, pressing his forehead against yours.

"Yeah, be out in a sec," he called back easily, voice steady despite the fact that he was currently buried inside you.

His sister huffed. "Hurry up, it's time for cake. Also, where’s your wife?"

Your breath caught, but Kuroo? Unbothered.

"Dunno," he lied smoothly, thrusting into you just once, slow and teasing. "Maybe she got lost."

You bit your lip, glaring at him, nails digging into his shoulders.

His sister sighed. "Whatever. Just get your ass out here."

The second her footsteps faded down the hall, you swatted his arm, chest heaving.

"You are unbelievable."

Kuroo grinned, pulling back only to slam into you again, harder this time, forcing a muffled cry from your lips. Your arms tightened around his shoulders, nails pressing into his skin as your entire body clenched around him.

"That’s right," he whispered against your ear, his pace unrelenting, each thrust sharp and punishing. "You're shaking so much—gonna act like you don’t love this? Like you don’t get off on almost getting caught?"

You tried to glare at him, but with the way his cock was hitting that perfect spot inside you, all you could do was shudder, mouth parting in helpless gasps.

"Yeah, that’s what I thought," he taunted, watching the way your body twitched under him, the way you clung to him like you needed him to keep you from falling apart.

His fingers slid back between your legs, finding your swollen, desperate clit, rubbing it in slow, teasing circles. The sudden sensation sent a jolt of pleasure up your spine, and you bit down hard on your own hand to keep from crying out.

"That close already?" he murmured, feeling the way your walls fluttered around him, the way your legs trembled around his waist. "Bet you love this, don’t you? Letting me fuck you like this when anyone could walk in."

You tried to protest, but all that came out was a broken moan, breathless and wrecked.

Kuroo chuckled, breath hot against your cheek. "No snarky comeback? No sarcasm? Baby, you’re too far gone to even argue, huh?"

His words only pushed you further, the tension inside you winding impossibly tight. His thrusts grew sharper, his fingers working you relentlessly until you finally shattered, your entire body convulsing as pleasure crashed over you.

Your orgasm triggered his, his rhythm stuttering as he groaned low against your skin, spilling deep inside you.

For a long moment, the only sound in the bathroom was your combined heavy breathing, the weight of what just happened settling between you.

Then, Kuroo smirked, pressing one last slow kiss to your jaw. "See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?"

You barely had the strength to lift your head, your breath still coming in heavy, uneven pants. Swallowing hard, you managed to rasp, "Never again."

Kuroo only chuckled, brushing his lips against your temple before pulling back. "Come on, there's cake."

You groaned, still trying to reassemble your thoughts, your body tingling with the aftershocks of pleasure. With shaky hands, you reached down, pulling up your panties—now soaked with his release—and quickly adjusted your dress, trying to look at least somewhat composed before stepping back out into the party.

Kuroo, the smug bastard, was already fixing his shirt, completely unbothered, his smirk not fading for even a second as he reached for the door handle. "Think Grandma will notice how wrecked you look?"

You swatted at him, glaring. "Shut up, Tetsurō."

But as you stepped out, legs still wobbly, Kuroo just shot you a knowing grin. "Too late. You already look guilty."

Favourite Positions: Kuroo

Of all the ways Kuroo liked to fuck you, reverse cowgirl had to be his favorite.

Not just because of the way your body looked—though, fuck, he could watch you like this forever. The curve of your spine, the dip of your waist, the way your ass bounced each time you dropped down onto his cock. It was hypnotic, the way you moved, rolling your hips slow and deliberate at first, teasing yourself as much as him.

No, what really did it for him was the control. Or, more accurately, the moment you lost it.

"You always start off so cocky," Kuroo mused, voice dark with amusement. His fingers pressed into the flesh of your thighs, stroking, teasing. "Think you’re in charge just ‘cause you’re on top, huh?"

You shot him a look over your shoulder, lips parted, eyes hazy with pleasure. A challenge.

His smirk sharpened.

"Alright, baby, let’s see how long that lasts."

Before you could brace yourself, Kuroo’s hands slid up, gripping your waist, and slammed you down onto his cock. The sudden force had you gasping, your balance breaking as pleasure shot through you like lightning. His grip tightened, holding you still, making you take him deep, making you feel him.

"You good?" he asked, voice low, teasing.

You nodded, already breathless. Already wrecked.

Kuroo chuckled, slow and satisfied. And then he started thrusting up into you.

Hard.

Your hands scrambled for support, nails digging into his knees, a choked cry falling from your lips as he fucked up into you with purpose. There was no rhythm to it, just rough, fast, needy. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the air, your moans turning high-pitched and desperate.

"Yeah, that’s it," he groaned, eyes locked onto the way you shuddered. "Not so cocky now, huh? Feels too fucking good, doesn’t it?"

You tried to say something—tried to hold onto whatever control you thought you had—but all that came out was a whimper, a broken moan of his name.

Kuroo grinned, loving every second of it. Loving the way you completely fell apart for him.

And when he reached between your legs, fingers finding your clit, rubbing quick, tight circles—

You shattered.

Your whole body tensed, a cry ripping from your throat as you clenched down around him, dragging him right over the edge with you. He groaned, deep and guttural, burying himself inside you, grinding up as he came.

For a moment, all that was left was heavy breathing, the rise and fall of your bodies pressed together, the warmth between you both.

Then, Kuroo let out a breathless chuckle, trailing lazy fingers up your spine before giving your ass a playful slap.

"See? Told you I’d win."

"Shut up."

An alternate universe

"i hope we are together in every universe"

the cold metal band was placed on my finger. he stared at the ring with teary eyes and then at me.

"i love you"

Haikyuu- Yamaguchi, Kuroo, Oikawa, Ushijima, Asahi, Semi, Suga, Hinata, Iwaizumi, Tendou, Bokuto, Akaashi, Shirabu, Daichi, Tsukishima, Kageyama, Suna, Atsumu, Osamu, Kita, and your favourites:)

a/n: ignore grammatical mistakes :), divider from pinterest.

would i still be your lover?

"do you think..... well..."

"what is it?"

"we'll be together in every life?"

I asked, laying on the couch. Legs on his lap, watching him solve the sudoku in his newspaper, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as he would take a sip of his coffee, placing it back in the cup holder of the sofa every now and then.

he didn't respond and continued filling the grids.

I knew he heard me. and he knows it too.

"hmmm......."

I waited.

he filled the boxes of the last word, kept the newspaper aside on the coffee table, and stared at me. I couldn't decipher what he felt behind his eyes.

A shriek left from my vocal chords as he grabbed my ankle and pulled it towards him. He leaned closed, holding my face in his hands. our faces were a mere centimeters apart. I could feel his breath.

"yes. and if that doesn't happen, I'll make it happen in each and every life time that's ahead of us. I'll be with you even if we're sea horses in the oceans, or ladybugs in a garden. I'll find you."

Haikyuu: Keiji Akaashi, Hajime Iwaizumi, Suna Rintarou, Miya Osamu, Kuroo Tetsuro, Kei Tsukishima, Toru Oikawa, Kenjiro Shirabu, Kenji Futakuchi, Akira Kunimi. (and any of your faves)

a/n: ignore grammatical errors. divider: by @fairytopea banner credits to rightful pinterest owners