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"Nii-chan!!"

The sounds of thundering footsteps resonated in the house, and Shouyou's door slammed open, revealing little Natsu with her hands cupped over her head.

"Nii-chan, nii-chan, look what I found!" She ran to her big brother, and uncupped her hands, a bright grin plastered on her face. In her palms, there was a heart-shaped strawberry that she, magically, found on her desk.

"Uwaaah!!" Shouyou brightened up, mouth agape as his eyes sparkle upon seeing the strawberry in the palms of her hands. Aside from its unique shape, it was also rather big. Not to mention how fresh it seemed. His mouth watered from imagining how tasty it would be... the rich taste of sweetness mingled with light sourness...

"Nii-chan, no!"

Natsu cupped her small hands again when he reached out for it, protecting the strawberry as if it were her dearest treasure.

"I just want to take a closer look-"

"No!! I won't let you!"

"Nii-chan!!"

The sounds of thundering footsteps resonated in the house, and Shouyou's door slammed open, revealing little Natsu with her hands cupped over her head.

"Nii-chan, nii-chan, look what I found!" She ran to her big brother, and uncupped her hands, a bright grin plastered on her face. In her palms, there was a heart-shaped strawberry that she, magically, found on her desk.

"Uwaaah!!" Shouyou brightened up, mouth agape as his eyes sparkle upon seeing the strawberry in the palms of her hands. Aside from its unique shape, it was also rather big. Not to mention how fresh it seemed. His mouth watered from imagining how tasty it would be... the rich taste of sweetness mingled with light sourness...

"Nii-chan, no!"

Natsu cupped her small hands again when he reached out for it, protecting the strawberry as if it were her dearest treasure.

"I just want to take a closer look-"

"No!! I won't let you!"

minors, ageless and blank blogs do not interact.

pairing: Matsukawa Issei x reader (x Iwaizumi Hajime)

summary: Matsukawa is just the kind of person to accept a call during sex. and turns out, maybe both you and best friend Iwaizumi kinda likes it.

warnings/tags: AFAB!reader, established relationship, kind of voyeurism, kind of exhibitionism, v/ V/ soft dom tendencies, hair pulling, vaginal penetration, kind of phone sex (if you can even call it that).

word count: 1k

A/N: For some reason this appeared in my head at work, and I just had to write it. I literally just finished it and i’m straight on to posting. you’re welcome.

read part 2 here.

His phone buzzed on the bed beside you. With half a mind, you glance at the screen as it lights up in your face to see the caller-id reading “Iwaizumi”. It wasn’t new that he’d be calling Matsukawa at any time of day. But yet, your muscles tensed when you saw Matsukawa’s hand reaching for the phone.

“Issei–” Your voice came out strained and your own hands fisted in the sheets underneath you. Matsukawa simply laughed that low rumbling laugh as he picked the phone from the bed, the other hand still firmly holding your hips in place. “Please–”

“Hey,” Matsukawa cut you off, as he spoke into the phone. Angling his hips, a deep thrust into your cunt had you biting down hard to keep the moan in your throat from slipping past your lips. “What’s up?”

Matsukawa moved his hand to your ass, squeezing the fat of your cheeks. Rolling his hips in a steady rhythm, he slowly pumped his thick cock into you. In the dim light, you saw your knuckles turning white against the fabric, as you tried to steady yourself. Brace yourself against his pelvis, repeatedly rocking against you.

<soft kisses>

sometimes a concept comes to my mind, then I want to draw at least 5 different drawings based on this concept, but after I finish one, I get tired and give up. :/

My fav part: Suna pouting & handsome Tsumu

"Why do you have an eggplant in your locker, Iwa-chan?"

Oikawa reaches out for it without any second thoughts, taking it out from Iwaizumi's locker and inspecting it closely as if it is some sort of bug implanted to spy on someone. Oikawa looks back and forth between his best friend and the vegetable. "An eggplant..."

Oh-

"Iwa-chan, someone wants your d-"

A loud smack lands on the back of his head before he can reach the end of his sentence, and Oikawa whines out a small ouch, rubbing the spot where Iwaizumi had just hit.

"Gimme that-!" In a swift movement, the eggplant is stolen away from the captain's hand. Iwaizumi zips up his bag. He has absolutely no idea how an eggplant ended up in his locker out of all places, nor does he know about who even came up with such an idea, but for now, he has class to attend to.

dragging the tip of his cock up and down your slit, soaking it with your slick before positioning himself at your entrance. sinking into your dripping cunt, settling deep inside you as you both moan into each other’s mouths. holding himself still inside you, enjoying the stretch of your walls around him as you exchange intimate, deep, passionate kisses that leave you both gasping for air. rocking his hips slowly into you, gradually turning into hard, desperate thrusts as you settle into each other’s necks. katsuki whining in your ear about how good you feel and how perfect you fit around his cock like you were made for him, you moaning his name into his, occasionally licking and sucking on his earlobe how you know he likes it. getting closer and closer to your orgasm, he feels you tighten around him and starts begging you to cum for him. his words sending you over the edge as you clamp down on him as your orgasm hits you, him following you shortly after burying himself deep inside and filling you up nicely, hot cum coating your inner walls.

staying in each other’s embrace as you both come down from your highs. katsuki leaving tender kisses on your neck as you gently massage his scalp. exchanging soft kisses and whispered I love you’s, relishing in each other’s warmth, as you both drift off back to sleep while staying in the same position as he stays buried inside you keeping you nice and full.

A familiar feeling..