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You looked at yourself one last time in the mirror, everything seemed to be in place. The blue mesh hugged the curve of your breast, while small flower patterns were littered on the fabric. You’d bought this a long time ago, but you’d never had a chance to wear it for him.

Well not until now.

You made your way to his gaming room, not too far away from your bedroom, but you could still feel your stomach sink on the way there, the anticipation for his reaction was killing you, but having second thoughts right now was an idiotic idea.

There was no taking it back, not when you’d already pushed the door open and walked over to stand next to him. Even if you were right by his side, he didn’t even spare you a glance.

“Kenma?” You called out to him, he just shook his hand in your direction. It was his little way of telling you ‘not right now’, it was also your last chance to go back to your room, take off your little outfit and avoid a punishment. But you weren’t going down now, you made it this far.

You swung a leg over his, positioning yourself between his lap and rubbing up against his bulge. His eyes fell on your exposed body, finally giving you the attention you needed, even if it was just a small look.

“Kenma?” You repeated, this time in a sing-song voice, teasing him even further. Even if he hadn’t said a word, you knew what was going on in his mind: he was searching for ways to make you cry, to make you suffer for what you did.

“What is this?” The questions fell off his lips in a sweet tone, like he knew exactly what this was, but he wanted to hear it straight from your mouth.

“I missed you Kenma, I’ve been so needy and-... a-and I want you” you whispered close to his ear.

“Want me to do what, kitten?” He teased.

“Want you to fill me up, to stuff me full, please...”

“What was that Kenma? You’re cutting off” you heard Kuroo’s voice over the blonde’s headphones,

“Yeah, my internet is acting strange” he shot you a look with something you couldn’t quite decipher, it was a mix of anger and lust “I’m gonna mute myself for a second, see if it works better”

“Alright” Kuroo replied. As soon as he muted his microphone he put the controller aside and put his hands on either sides of your hips, straddling you against his already hard member.

Aside from the feelings of want and need you were going through, you also had a sense of pride. You’d convinced him to fuck you, and all you had to do was put on a pretty outfit for him. Normally there would be a punishment involved, but this time he’d gotten down so easily. How foolish of you to think that.

You leaned in to kiss him, your lips barely inches from each other and if you’d just go closer... but he stopped you. He let out a warm chuckle, and at first you thought nothing of it, until one of his hands came up from your hip to your jaw, holding it with brute force. He didn’t care of he’d leave a bruise, he just wanted to teach you a lesson.

“Ah- Kenma... let go, it hurts” your hand grips his wrist, trying to tear his hand away to no avail.

“Oh, but I thought you liked it when it hurt, I though you said you were my little masochist, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes but this isn-“

“Shut up, you brought this onto yourself, stand up and take off your panties” he instructed. You stood up, still on top of him and slid off the revealing piece of clothing. When you were about to throw it to the side he grabbed it in his hand and lowered you down just enough to have a small space between his crotch and your dripping heat.

He’d made it clear he was going to punish you, but the fact you didn’t know how he was going to do it was killing you slowly.

You watched as he bunched up the panties in one of his hands and took said hand to your cunt, prodding his fabric covered fingers at your hole.

“Kenma, what are you-“

“You better not start whining, you said you wanted to be stuffed” he pushed the mesh fabric in your hole with one finger and watched as your face was turned into a lewd mess.

“Y-yeah but not-“

“You didn’t say how you wanted to be stuffed, so you better take it now. You ungrateful whore, I give you what you’ve been asking for and you give me such a shitty response?” He clicked his tongue, seemingly in disappointment. He continued to shove the underwear up your heat as you held onto his shoulders.

“Hahh-! Kenma!” He shushed you before tucking the last piece of fabric between your folds and running his hands through your heat, he touched the small strings that hung out of your hole and lightly tugged them.

“K-ken-“

“When will you learn to shut up?” He seemed so much meaner than other days, maybe you pushed him over the edge today. “I’ve had enough of your bratty behavior”

“‘m sorry, just wanted you to fuck me, pl-please” you begged. At least you felt full, you told yourself.

“You’re always playing these tricks and you always end up getting punished, haven’t you learned your lesson?” At that moment you played with the thought of telling him you hadn’t, maybe he’d finally give you what you wanted and fuck you.

“So what if I- if I haven’t learned my lesson? What are you going to do about it?” Those were the last words you were able to mutter out before you felt his hand wrap around your neck and lift you a bit higher.

“What am I going to do? Hm, I’m not going to do anything. You? You’re going to lay down on the floor and play with yourself until you cum” he commanded.

“But I can’t if I have these inside” you grabbed the little strings and showed them to Kenma as proof.

“I don’t care how you do it, but you’re going to make it happen. Understood?” He looked at you with cold eyes, and didn’t even give you a second to think about it before a hard slap hit your thigh. He repeated his question “Understood?”

“Yes, daddy” and with that you lifted yourself and laid on the floor, massaging your clit in hopes it would magically made you cum. You knew it wouldn’t, you never came just from touching your clit, but any effort was good when you were trying to escape your inevitable punishment.

“Baby, I’m home... where are you?” You came home from an exhausting day of work, but your girlfriend was nowhere in sight. She wasn’t in her usual spot on the couch but her scent lingered all over the house, it was faint but it could still be smelled, and the closer you got to the bedroom, the more intense it became.

The smell of arousal, combined with the whines coming from your shared bedroom, were proof enough to tell you what was happening. You took a quick peek from the small gap in the door, observing Yachi with one of your dildo’s, pushing it further inside herself.

“M-mommy... harder, I-I want you so bad, pl-please” you couldn’t hold back the smirk that crept on your face. The look of embarrassment on her face was something you would pay to see everyday, her flustered figure stuttered to find the right words and give you a proper excuse.

“Little baby couldn’t wait until mommy got home to touch her cute cunny?” She nodded her head innocently, even though the position she found herself in was not so innocent. Instead of climbing on the bed with her you sat at your desk chair and faced her, your unfazed expression confused her, she couldn’t read what you were feeling and it made her feel a little weird. “Well... put on a good show baby”

“Wh-what?”

“You heard me. You wanted to touch yourself? Do it with an audience” your words were cold, they made her feel helpless. She only wanted to touch herself because she missed you so much, and now that you were here you refused to give her the much needed attention, it frustrated her a bit.

Still, she put on a delightful show, resuming her moves and building up the pleasure inside of her. You stared at her with a wanting look, wanting to make her yours all over again. Wanting to make her beg and cum over and over again, watching her make a mess all by herself.

She aproached high, feeling like the tight knot in her lower stomach could burst any second. She had her eyes clenched shut for the time being, trying to focus on feeling good, and not the fact that you were watching her with preying eyes, until she felt the bed shift. She opened her eyes to find you on top of her, your breath shuddered against the naked skin of her breast as you took the toy and moved it yourself.

“Little girl can’t get off by herself?” She nods a small ‘uh-huh’ as she reaches her high, gushing around the fake cock.

“C-cumming- ah! Cu-...” she felt too good to even finish the word, while you nipped at her breasts, all this because of you and she couldn’t handle it, everytime you took ahold of her she was cumming in the next seconds.

Her shaky breathing finally relaxed as she calmed down, that was until she saw you taking your clothes off.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing? If the cute little baby wanted to cum, I’m going to make her cum all night long” the shock in her eyes is a sigh you wouldn’t forget, the way she looked as the realization sinked in.

You kneeled down to take a closer look at her wet hole, dripping with her essence. You grazed your fingers against her creamy cunt, pushing them under her folds until your hands were soaking with her juices. She knew exactly what you were doing, teasing her to get what you wanted, to get her to beg.

It was embarrassing, but she found herself tempted to finally get what she wanted by pleading for it. She shakily moaned something, if you weren’t this close to her, you probably wouldn’t have been able to hear it.

“(Y/n) pl-“

“That’s not my name baby, you know what my name is” she didn’t want to say it, as much as she was screaming it earlier on the bed, she found herself speechless now, scared of what you might do, like a rabbit in the eyes of a tiger. Your predatory gaze was overwhelming, filling all her senses with the way you looked at her, as if you wanted to devour her.

‘Mommy, please... I want you” she could tell by your smirk you wanted more than that. At times it frightened her, but right now it was the only thing she wanted to see. The lovely sigh of you between her thighs, making her feel so good, too good. The though of it only made her wetter, her slick pooling on the bed. All the things you could do to her ran through your mind, but she narrowed it down to the thing she wanted to do the most.

“I want t-the... I want the strap” your grin grows wide, knowing full well you had her right where you wanted her. You slid off the side of the bed and searched in the drawer for the favorite toy, the one she’s been needing so much.

You put it on and aligned it with her entrance, lubing it up with her slippery folds, rubbing the tip up and down before pushing inside, her velvety walls moving and trying to accommodate the foreign object. She’d just had something like this inside her a few minutes earlier, but it was different when you did it, and she was relieved by that fact.

Masturbating was one thing, but watching you on top of her, toying with her breasts while the tip of the toy grazed her cervix everytime you thrusted inside, it felt way better. And she couldn’t hold back her moans anymore.

“(Y/n)! H-hah-ah! It feels so good” you leaned in and connected your lips, swirling your tongue around hers and using one of your hands to slide it down and touch her needy clit. The little bundle of nerves made her shiver at the contact, it drove her insane how well you made her feel.

“Yeah? If it feels so good why haven’t you cum yet? I told you babe, I’m gonna make you cum all night long” a few harder thrusts against her cute small figure and the coil in her stomach snapped, as she went tense with her orgasm. Her legs kicked and squirmed behind you to find their place against your lower back, silently begging you not to pull away from her.

You obviously weren’t going to pull away from you, in fact, she noticed how you didn’t stop at all during her orgasm. She thought maybe you were just helping her ride out her high, but now she found herself a sensitive, overstimulated little girl, clenching against the strap.

“You take it so well, but I want more, I want to see how long you can last” your slightly sadistic words drove her closer to her second high, which she thought was impossible to reach. She felt so powerless beneath you, as much as she begged, you could easily stop or keep railing her, and she couldn’t do anything about it.

“(Y/n)-ah!” She tried uttering out an excuse but you cut her short with a slap to her ass, you wanted her to call you by your name.

“I’m not going to say it again. What is my name” in between choke sobs she managed to stutter out something between the lines of ‘mommy’ and different curses. The useless babbling from her drove you crazy, especially when a small string of drool dripped the side of her lips, onto her cheek.

“Mommy!... go s-slower... I- ah! I think I’m gonna p-pee” you knew those words, she always said them when you made her squirt, it always felt familiar to an orgasm, yet so different, so much more intense. “P-please mommy!”

She didn’t even know if she was begging for you to stop or for you to go harder, to make her reach her high so good that she couldn’t feel her legs for the rest of the week.

She came so hard against the silicone cock, her juices squirting everywhere and you found yourself rubbing her clit continuously to force more out of her. She couldn’t help the screams coming from her mouth, she felt too good.

It was just the effect you had on her, you made her feel so good, so it was only natural when she said “Another one, mommy?”

“Ok stop! Stop! I have- stop!” You screamed in between your laughter fit, Tendou’s been tickling you for the past ten minutes and you almost couldn’t breath. “I- have a class stop!”

He eventually let you go and you started setting everything up for you class, you normally didn’t turn on the camera but you still tidied up around you just in case. “What class?”

“One through zoom, its just an hour long and then we can do whatever you want, ok?” He nodded his head, even though he didn’t completely agree, he wanted more time with you, but at the same time he understood your education needed time as well. So in the meantime he racked his brain to find a solution to his problem.

A few minutes later your class started, and the teachers voice rang through the speakers, picking up where left from the last class. Your eyes were fixated on the screen, though every once in a while you looked at him, deep in thought about something. You wondered what was on his mind, usually he never seemed this concentratedin something, but you let it slide...

That was until he snuck a hand on your thigh and drew mindless shapes on it, and it seemed innocent enough until his hand wandered to your innner thigh, between your legs. “Tendou?”

“Shhh... you wouldn’t want them hearing you, would you?” Thats when you realized his intentions, you tried pulling his hand out but he wouldn’t let you go. Instead of pulling away from you he pulled you closer and opened your legs wide.

“I-I can’t, I’m in class”

“So I guess you should be quiet, silly girl” He shifted to meet his face with yours, exanging in a passionate kiss, even though you knew the computer was inches from you, you still wanted this. Even when you knew that you could just touch one button and the rest of the class could hear your lewd sounds, you didn’t stop him from pulling your shorts down.

“Such a whore, look at yourself, your dripping wet and all I did was kiss you. Are you that aroused by the thought of them seeing you?” You shook your head, trying to deny him, to tell him you weren’t enjoying him while the slick between your legs said otherwise. He lapped at your juices, gathering them up with his warm tongue, as he sent shivers down your spine. “You look so nice, your legs spread out to show me that pretty pussy, let me eat you, darling”

He grabbed your hands and put them in the back of your thighs, forcing you to hold them against you so he could have better access to where he wanted to be the most. Indistinct voices could be heard from the speaker of the laptop, they sounded faint with your loud moans echoing in the room. Tendou couldn’t help but devour you, he wanted to taste every part of you.

He ate you out like this was his first and last meal, the slurping sounds that came from his place brought a light blush to your face, you wanted nothing more than to hide between your hands. But you knew better than that, you knew that if you did, one of his sadistic punishments awaited you, so you just went with it.

“T-tendou... my c-class h-aah-“ You tell, even though you know he’s not going to listen to you, you still want to warn him.

“Oh, well then, I guess I should stop” he pulls away, your pulsing cunt clenching around its emptiness and you can’t stop yourself from pulling at his hair, a silent plead for him to continue. The begging look in your eyes has him going feral, the way you don’t even have to tell him how much you want him, you could just give him one look and he already knew you needed him.

“Don’t st-stop... I need y-you please” and with those words he dives back in to his paradise, the place between your legs that drove both of you wild, he licked you up, starting all over again.

From gathering your juices to sucking softly on your clit, driving you insane with everything he did. Soon the sounds coming from the computer were meaningless, in comparison to all the feelings flooding your mind, everything was hazy except for one thing. Tendou.

You felt the familiar warm coil in your stomach and you knew you were close to finishing, maybe after you finished he would let you continue your class. He slid a finger into your wet heat, as if he knew it was the last thing you needed to orgasm.

“H-hmm ah T-Tendooou... I’m cu-cumming” he knew that, he knew you were just on the verge of falling over the edge, thats why he stopped. Thats why he pulled his finger out and removed himself from your cute little cunny, as much as you pushed him to go back. “N-no! I wanted- I n-needed it”

Your frustrated whines didn’t make him regret his actions one single bit, in fact, it just made him pull his pants down even sooner.

“Good girls only get to cum on my cock” he said before he teased you with the tip, rubbing it against your folds, but he didn’t move any further. He wanted to hear you beg once more before your head was hazy and you couldn’t even pronounce his name.

“T-Tendou... please”

“Just tell me what you need baby, tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you” he pushed even further, and he was tempted to leave all the teasing behind once he had a small taste of your warm walls.

“Pl-please I want y-you ah- and... your cock, I need your c-cock” he’s finally been fulfilled, so you only hoped he would keep his promise and do as you asked. He slid right in, your walls fluttered around him, pulling him closer, pulling him deeper. And you basked in the amazing feeling until it happened.

“Miss (Y/n) (L/n)? Are you there?” Your eyes shot open and you remembered the small problem you had postponed. You quickly told Tendou to back off from you, he did but he refused to pull out from your sweet pussy. You unmute your mic to answer the teacher’s question.

“Y-yes?”

“Okay, great, can you answer question number five?” You looked through your papers, notes from your previous classes, until you found what you really needed. The homework from last class.

“Uhm well... in the work sheet I wr-wrote-ah-h!” You let out a soft mewl in between your answer when Tendou thrusted himself inside of you.

“... Everything okay there?”

“Y-yes of course my internet’s a little... h-hmm weird, well... on question number five I-I wrote h-haahh st-...” you stuttered your way to the right words. Everytime you felt like you could finally talk Tendou moved inside of you, his tip hitting your pelvis perfectly everytime. “I-I wrote answer b-b, which was... hh- se-seventy-five point three”.

The teacher responded saying it was correct and you were relieved, turning off your mic quickly so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself anymore.

“You can’t do that T-Tendou. What if they asked me to turn on the camera?”

“Yeah, what were you going to answer? ‘Sorry my boyfriend is fucking my tight little cunny so I can’t right now’?” Every one of his words were degrading, still you loved it, you loved him shaming you for doing this. The exciting thought of someone catching you two only made you clench around him, sucking him in further. “Whoa, you’re clenching and creaming on me... how turned on are you?”

You couldn’t answer anymore, your brain was too clouded with the only thing you wanted right now. To cum. You wanted to milk him of his cum while gushing around him in the delicious way he was hitting your g-spot. That spongy bit inside of you being toyed with, you wanted more of it.

Tendou let out a sort of animalistic growl, the ones that let you know he was close, so were you. He could feel it everytime he moved his hips with yours, his pelvic bone grazing your clit occasionally, and he noticed how much that had an effect on you, so he snuck a digit to rub it.

He drew rough circles on the little bundle of nerves, driving you to ecstasy. The way you clenched the sheets, and how your thighs tried to close together, these were all things Tendou noticed from your orgasming form. These things also drew him closer to his own orgasm.

He came inside, pushing further inside to ensure every drop would stay inside. You were used to the warm feeling of him filling you up, but you could never get accustomed to the way he pulled out abruptly, only to push his dripping cum back into your hole with his fingers.

And just like that class was over.