Bard's Song

"Open your legs for me?" Kuroo prowled around the desk, eyes shrewdly inspecting every inch of your body.

You complied, hesitantly, opening your legs to expose yourself. The position you were in kept nothing from his hungry eyes, pretty panties on display. Your face was beginning to flush from showing yourself, with the reality of the situation starting to hit you. Deft fingers distracted you from your thoughts, panties being pulled down with swift swipe of Kuroo's hand.

Reality slammed into you again, shaking you to your core, as you remembered that it was your boss rubbing his fingers up and down your folds, "Sir, I don't think we should be-"



“Do you want to be fired?”, came the cold response accompanied by the jarring feeling of a finger slipping deep inside of you. Face flushed from embarrassment and shame, you laid your head down on the desk. A hum came from behind you, your boss commending how you submitted to his undeserving hands.

A second finger, then a third ripped a moan out of your chest. The way Kuroo’s fingers slipped in and out of left your mind fuzzy, the mahogany office desk cool beneath your stomach. However, disgust creeped into your mind as your body started to yearn for something else.



Kuroo’s perceptive mind was a step ahead of your sex clouded brain.

“I think you are ready to take me.” 

You looked behind you, shocked at the thick cock that Kuroo was pumping with his hand. With eyes dark with lust, he came behind your waiting form, and pressed himself inside.

“Please, please sir I-“



“Want me to move?” You nod quickly, hips rolling trying to get friction, “God I knew you were a slut but I didn’t know you were a whiny baby too.”



Kuroo snaps his hips up into you, causing you to slam into the desk. “Sir!“ Your thighs cushion you, the pain making sparks to fly in your vision. The pleasure in your gut only increases as your boss uses your body for his pleasure. The pace is unrelenting and bruising; the desk is shaking, papers being jostled out of their neat stacks you created what felt like seconds ago.



A deep growl resonates in your ear, “Say thank you.”



“Th…thank you…” Your voice shakily fills the room before swallowing the silence of the room with a breathy moan. 



With his next stroke, the tip of his cock kissed your cervix. Your whole body shuddered as you squeaked, the percussion of the movement echoing through your bones. 



“Oh, you like that? You like when I use you?” Another deep stroke, with his dick reaching impossibly deep. A groan from behind you, “y/n….you are so tight…”



“Tetsuro! I…I…”

A hand wraps around your neck, fingers pressing in a bruising grip, the voice behind you dripping with rage. “Don’t ever call me that again.”



The curtain around your mind falls sharply as he slams you into the desk one last time and pulls out to paint your body with thin white ropes of his cum. You fall onto your ass, shaky legs being unable to support your abused body. 

You began to shake, the sticky substance on your back tugging you even further into the dark reality.

You fucked your boss.



“Clean up yourself. Also file the reports by Monday, you are a smart girl…you can do it.” Kuroo was tidying his desk, recreating the neat stacks of files.

Like nothing ever happened.

“Same time 2 weeks out, I expect you to be in here promptly. Don’t want to lose that promotion, do we?” A sly smile crept across your boss’ face until it was a menacing smirk.



And he wanted you to do it again.

𝙱𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖:

When they get their hands on each other, its a free for all

With both of them being switches

It’s usually a battle of wits, strength and smacking each other to see who gets to top Usually it’s Kuroo

If you are more of a dominant, they’ll lean submissive

Kuroo being your brat, liking to tease and provoke you 

Until you get him ass up, face down

Tsukishima breaks at the first show of dominance

He’ll moan and whine, giving up his control to you because he trusts you

It was hard to get his trust but his noises are priceless

However, as dominants

Both are very into degradation

You are their little cum dump, just another hole to fill and use

“Sucking on my finger’s like it’s a cock, huh slut? Disgusting.”

Tsukishima always sticks his fingers in your mouth, relishing how you choke on the long digits

Kuroo also really likes to grope-

Like too much

He will grab your ass, your tits if you have ‘em 

Aftercare with them is very sweet however

Kei doesn’t know his ways around comforting you verbally, so instead he gently washes your body

Tetsuro, meanwhile, showers you with praise

Telling you about how well you did, how you deserve the world and more and how much he loves you

Once again, everyone in the house is constantly either going away or coming back from an event 

So there is a special group chat just for sending pictures and videos

Some are of them fucking you, railing you straight into the pillows

Others include them jacking off, cum oozing out of their cocks and choked moans of your name 

Of course, video calling and fucking on camera is also not out of the question

Its more common where Tetsuro calls Kei, fucking their cute baby dumb on his cock before he even picks up

Iwaizumi can’t help but look at your sleeping form after coming in to check on you. The steady rising and falling of your chest signaled to him that you are fast asleep but did nothing to calm the raging hard on in his pants. He had been thinking of you all night, thrashing in his bed, rutting against his pillow and whining your name into the inky blackness.

But now you were here in front of him. A perfect soft tummy displayed by your slightly hitched up shirt and your hair around you like a halo, you were his angel. Iwaizumi didn't even realize that he had been walking towards you until he stepped in front of your bed, your sleeping form ever closer.

One of his hands reached down to palm his aching dick, while the other reached over to softly rub your leg. Smoothing over the soft skin with his rough, calloused hands only made him rub his cock harder, whimpering softly when his palm rubbed against the head through his sweatpants.

He had decided. The time to take you was now, awake or asleep. 

"Sorry, y/n..." Iwaizumi rumbled as he climbed onto your bed, "Daddy can't hold back any longer."

You started to slightly stir when he shuffled your sleep shorts and underwear off, shocked by the cold air hitting your legs. You mumble incoherently and try to shift to underneath your blankets, unaware of the man trying to sheath his cock deep inside of you.

Iwaizumi let out a dark chuckle, dragging your legs towards him and slowly pushing you onto his thick cock. The stretch as he penetrated you made you writhe and cry, unprepped pussy struggling to accommodate his girth. You had woken up suddenly, with Iwaizumi's cock being buried inside of you painstakingly slow.