angel

nylon

with his hands tied around his back, you could hardly believe how quickly you could draw tears from his eyes. in your hand, a piece of your nylon stalkings that ushijima seemed to like so, so much. 

with the small patch rubbing against his blushing cockhead and a vibrator against his balls, you watched him trying to resist, only to create even more friction. 

“feels good, doesn’t it?” you hummed, rubbing the fabric against the most sensitive part of his body. 

“yeah, it does, shit,” he panted, “shit, shit, shit i’m gonna cum!” 

just like he promised, his hot cum squirted up, getting caught in the mesh and in turn hitting against his chest. he was just so sensitive that when you only continued covering his dick with nylon, he came again within seconds making an even bigger mess. 

marking

there was something inside ushijima that explained why he liked marking so much. it must’ve been some primal thing because when he sees you straddling  his waist, sucking down on his bare chest, he thinks he’s gone to heaven. 

his hips subconsciously thrust up every time you leave a purple-red love bit on his pale skin. or when you drag your fingernails along his peck, leaving stinting red marks. small huffs and groans would leave his lips, holding you against him, wanting you to mark him more. 

“i’m all yours,” he moans, unprompted making you grin from ear to ear, leaning into his neck and sucking intensely on his sweet spot. 

“that’s right-- you’re mine.” 

eventually oikawa interrupted his own story, asking: “how ‘bout a game of truth or drink?” 

both you and iwaizumi nodded, a small smirk tugging on your face as you lined up three shot glasses, one for every person. oikawa nudged you, encouraging you to ask the first question. 

with a smirk, you thought it be the perfect time to humiliate iwaizumi.  “iwa-chan,” you cooed, hearing him grunt at the nickname, “when was the last time you got laid?” 

batting your eyes innocently, you could see the frustration on his face and that alone left a mutual understanding that it had been a while. the man didn’t reply though, taking a shot and leaving both you and the setter rolling over with laughter. 

the game continued with both innocent and promiscuous questions: “which teacher did you find the most attractive in high school?” “wheres the weirdest place you’ve had sex?” “which one of your friends would you sleep with?”

oikawa’s smile dropped as he looked at you, as if to ask if you were being serious. the pro-athlete could hear his heart beginning to race as his cheeks were red with not only drunkenness but embarrassment. he started to reach for the shot glass, only for you to stop him. 

“ah-ah, sorry pretty boy, but you can’t pass this question, it’s just too juicy.” there was a weird feeling in oikawa’s stomach as you called him that nick name, anxiously looking back between you and iwaizumi. 

he frowned, stumbling over what he wanted to say, only for you to coo condescendingly. 

“cat got your tongue? it’s okay, let me finish your thought.” he took a deep breath as both you and iwaizumi had inched closer to him, practically hovering over him. you hand was placed on his inner thigh, smirking. 

iwaizumi, too, had taken this as an opportunity to wiggle his way in, nonchalantly bringing his arm to wrap around oikawa’s shoulders. the two of you shared a quick look, realizing you were somehow on the same page. 

“i think you’re a slut, toru, that’s why you can’t answer.” his eyes widened, mouth hanging open, unable to respond. at the same time, you slid your hand up his thigh, resting it over the outline of his cock, realizing he was starting to get hard. pathetic. 

the other man was next to speak, “you think about all your friends fucking you, hm? just letting them pass you around? just wanting to be used like a sex toy?”

“you’re such a pervert.” you added, putting pressure on his dick making him whimper. “tell me, toru, what are you? i wanna hear you say it.” 

his lower lip wobbled, “a pervert.” 

with that, iwaizumi grabbed oikawa’s jaw, turning his head back and engulfing him in a kiss. you sat there, with heavy eyelids watching them kiss, proceeding to rub against oikawa’s growing erection. their kiss was turning sloppy, wet noises filling the room as iwaizumi grunted against oikawa’s lips. 

you realized you were feeling left out, moving your hand off his clothed dick and removing his mouth from iwaizumi’s and onto yours. crawling closer to him you put your hands on his throat, peeling back and staring into his lust filled eyes. 

“do you want me and hajime to fuck you?” he nodded. “use your big boy words, toru.” 

“yes,” he let out a strangled noise, “yes please mommy.” 

in a matter of seconds, the three of you were in your bedroom, all of you naked with an acceptation to the strap harnessed to your body. oikawa lay on the bed and in one toru’s hand was a bottle of lube while in the other was dildo waiting to be inserted. 

“be a good boy, toru and get yourself ready for us,” you told him, stepping towards iwaizumi who was standing up with a smirk on his face. the man’s sculpted body was glistening with a light coat of sweat as his muscles tensed while you eyes trailed down his abs and towards his fully erect cock. it was long and wide; heavy was a good way to put it, lined with pulsing veins and an angry head. in another life, surely you two could’ve been compatible if it weren’t for you clashing preferences in positions. 

you brought him in for a kiss, your breasts pressing against his pecks while you strap on rubbed against his own cock. iwaizumi bit down on your lower lip, groaning as you grabbed is dick and your strap, laying them on top of each other. you swiftly began to make a jerking motion, all while your make out session was being fueled by the lewd whines made by toru as he stuffed his ass with the sex toy. 

curiously, you looked over at him to see an ethereal sight: toru’s legs spread and pushed into his knees. his breaths were heavy, rising up and down as he tried maneuvering the dildo. all while his dick--which was comparably much smaller than both iwaizumi’s cock and your own strap, lay pretty on his stomach smearing precum everywhere.

“please, just fuck me, i’m ready,” he moaned as you brought iwaizumi and yourself closer to him. leaning over the bed, you laughed in his face, embarrassing him further. 

“alright, if you think so,” you hummed, taking the lube and lathering your cock with it. you put your hand over the base of the dildo, giving it a few extra pumps before slowly pulling it out. 

“get on the ground,” you ordered and toru followed immediately, “look how quick that was hajime.” 

“little slut’s desperate.” he teased and you could see toru’s eyes getting glossy as the two of you looked down at him. 

you, too, got on the ground and grabbed toru’s waist, lifting it up as you positioned yourself behind him. looking up, you could see how iwaizumi was staring down at oikawa with a fire burning in his eyes. 

carefully, you eased your strap into his hole, which was practically pulsing already. even with just the tip penetrating him his eyes had rolled back and a wanton moan escaped his lips.

“feels good,” he cried, pushing himself down onto your cock and you could only imagine the type of masochist he was to enjoy such a stretch.

snaking your arms around him, one hand rest on his cock, the other to his jaw, forcing him to look at iwaizumi. you then leaned forward, whispering into his ears; “now open wide for daddy.”

obviously, oikawa listened, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue for iwaizumi. you could see what he was doing; the doe eyes, the saliva coating his tongue and already he was arching his back. 

iwaizumi seemed to see it do, rubbing oikawa’s lips with the tip of his dick before slapping it against his tongue. his head tilted back by the time his cock had fully plunged into the other man’s mouth.

you didn’t even need to start thrusting up, as toru began rolling his hips while his hole squeezed your cock. at the same time he bobbed his head, wet noises escaping him as he took more and more of iwaizumi’s thick cock. 

you laughed, “acting like such a whore.” it was amusing to watch how iwaizumi gripped toru’s hair, pulling him closer to his stomach and trying to shove his cock down toru’s throat. 

the degradation only fueled toru’s actions, continuing to bounce on your dick, giving the perfect opportunity to leave a harsh slap against his ass. he whimpered at the contact but it didn’t make him slow down at all.  

looking up at iwaizumi, you gave him a look warning him to not get too close to finishing, and you interrupted their actions by saying: “get on the bed, both of you.”

the men quickly moved, toru waiting on his hands and knees to be filled up again by two large cocks.

“on your back,” you ordered toru, getting more lube and tossing the bottle to iwaizumi.

you were already soaking wet, feeling your arousal on the inside of your thighs. smirking, you straddled oikawa’s waist, lining up his dick with your hole.

as you sat down on his cock, your strap on lay against his stomach. you laughed as toru panted, unable to control himself as your pussy clenched around him.

“prep his little boy cunt again, yeah?” iwaizumi grunted with a nod, covering his fingers with lube before sliding them into oikawa’s asshole.

“he’s already loose,” iwaizumi mentioned and you hummed, starting to roll your hips. oikawa’s mouth was open, eyes rolling to the back of his head as iwaizumi curled his fingers onto his g-spot.

you kept your pace steady, hearing the sounds of iwaizumi stroking is own cock mixing into the sound of oikawa’s moans. it was easy to tell when iwaizumi finally pushed his dick into the other man, seeing the way he squirmed and how his cock twitched inside of you. 

“you know what’s funny toru?” you started, placing your hands on his chest, he only whimpered in response as to ask ‘what?’ “you brag about sleeping with so many girls, but you don’t even know how to use your dick right, isn’t that right?” 

oikawa nodded quickly, “yes,” he let out, sounded choked. 

“yes, what, baby?” 

“yes mommy.” you felt iwaizumi spread opened oikawa lets more, hearing the buff man whisper under his breath “fuck that’s hot.” 

iwaizumi began drilling into oikawa and as he did that you twisted your body around, placing a hand on his chest. smirking, you leaned forward, kissing him while oikawa watched. 

you bit onto iwaizumi’s bottom lip as you pulled away, bringing your attention back to toru. “tell mommy and daddy how bad you wanna cum.” 

like that, strings of words left his lips but you only chuckled, returning to making out with iwaizumi. poor oikawa’s pleads feel onto deaf ears as your kiss became even more heated, feeling the man’s hands wrap around your body, starting to play with your boobs. 

“please, i needa cum, mm please,” oikawa continued, “been good, mmhgm. daddy, mommy, lemme cum.” at the same time, iwaizumi was shoving his tongue down your throat and snapping his cock into the toru’s clenching hole. 

“what do you think hajime? should we let him cum?” you asked, amused. you’d pulled away from him long enough to start reaching forward, digging your nails into oikawa’s chest. 

starting to drag them down, leaving scratch marks, you heard iwaizumi agree to it. 

“you heard daddy, be a good boy and cum.” you ordered him, “i wanna feel all your cum in me.” 

oikawa began to thrust his hips up, chasing his orgasm as the assault on his prostate didn’t falter, iwaizumi growling with every motion. it was obvious to you too, that iwaizumi was on the verge of having an orgasm as well and with every moment that passed, your pussy squeezed toru’s cock, feeling him finally finish. 

you felt his hot cum squirt into you while the most angelic, relieved sounds left his body. “shit,” that was iwaizumi’s voice, groaning as the sound of his heavy fall’s hitting the curve of toru’s ass finally slowed, signally that he had cum. 

“what a good boy,” you hummed, “but no wonder you can’t keep a girlfriend-- i didn’t cum.” you narrowed your eyes at him, abruptly removing your self from his cock. clearly the setter was not prepared for the cool air to hit against his softening dick, gasping at the feeling. 

you straddled oikawa’s head, his cum slowly dripping out of your cunt, “i want you to clean this mess, yeah? and make me cum, understood?”

“yes mommy,” he whined against your folds, letting you sink down onto him. in doing so, you felt his warm tongue run along your walls, lapping up all the juices before making its way towards your clit. 

facing iwaizumi, he watched with blow out pupils, you squinted at the former ace as well, seeing how oikawa’s legs were still wide and unoccupied. 

“i want you to clean up your mess too.” iwaizumi’s eyes widened, hesitantly lowering himself with oikawa’s ass. you let out a moan as oikawa circled your clit, while iwaizumi dragged his tongue through oikawa’s asshole. 

your breathing started to get heavier, feeling yourself about to cum surprisingly quick. you had to give it to toru that his tongue was very skilled. it was only a matter of time before your thighs become to tremble, cumming all over toru’s face.

hoisting yourself off him, you could see the mixture of your juices on his lips. iwaizumi had also started stopping his ministrations, groaning into oikawa’s ass.

“that was fun,” you said, still in a state of bliss. iwaizumi had crawled up, sandwiching toru between the two of you, hand running up the other man’s abs. “we should do this more often.”

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oikawa loved choking on your stap. there was just something about the way it hit the back of his throat, or how you would grip onto his hair and push his head forward that he just loved.

so now was no different, when both your hands roughly guided him to the point where his nose pressed against your soft stomach. his face was flushed while he gagged, staring up at your with tears in his eyes. 

his dick was hard in his underwear, and you could see how distracted he was when it came to sucking your cock. he was worshipping your strap, bobbing his head, slowly rolling his hips for any sort of friction.

chuckling, you places your foot on his hard dick, letting him run himself on you so desperately. it had stolen his attention, trying to get himself off with only the pressure of his foot. so much so that he’d forgotten all about sucking your cock.

sakusa kiyoomi was in fact a pretty crier, which was why you tried your best to draw out his tears. it was just so captivating the way his cheeks would heat up and his eyes would become puffy, any image of a strong athlete would easily be squashed by the sight in front of you: his hands tied behind his back with his own belt. you'd slipped his cock out, coating his length with lube and rubbing the tip of it with your palm. his lip quivered and he rutted his hips up, sniffling as you moved on of your hand to brush over his clothed nipples. 

"that's it good boy," you purred as his cock sat between your breasts. he had been biting his lower lip while his eyes where glued shut, "you looked so cute thrusting your hips up like that when you cum." you grinned seeing how flushed he got, the red painting his entire chest as well.

then, an idea hit you. holding your boobs, you brought them up and down, continuing to fuck his sensitive dick. it was clear you were driving kuroo wild by the way he brought the back of his head up to cover his face while he began starting stuttering. his breaths became heavier and your could see his shoulders, tensing he was going to cum again, and surely, he did. 

with more of his hot, white cum all over you, you began to pull away, only for kuroo to speak up, “don’t stop,” he whined, “feels too good.” 

it was a peaceful morning and one of the few days ushijima had off from his busy schedule as a professional athlete. you laid next to him in bed, watching him sleep peacefully as a thin sheet covered his well sculpted body. your eyes slowly trailed down to his crotch, where you could see his bulge sticking out through the fabric.

carefully, you pulled down the sheet and tucked his cock from his boxers, mouth drooling at the sight. you tested the water, licking the underside of his dick, watching for his reaction and kept going at the sight of a low groan leaving him. 

throwing his head back, oikawa’s face was flushed as he felt himself in a pool of sweat and cum. it was as if his skin was on fire, his back arching and short, high pitched moans slipped passed his lips. those sounds only intensified when you brought his swollen cock back into your hands.

“what’s wrong? you’ve been doing so well don’t you want your reward?” he sniffled, nodding his head slowly, incoherently babbling about how he wanted you to make him feel good. 

“don’t worry toru, baby, i will.” you caressed his cheek, swiping away a stay tear before straddiling his waste and teasing his over stimulated tip with your wet pussy. his eyes quickly widened as his breaths deepened. you barely giving him any time to anticipate your actions.