#semi.spice

Graciously taking the money from the man, you waved him off with a smile as you moved somewhere else. The city was bustling with activity despite it being late at night, but it was also a Friday night and there was a new band playing near your place of business. Any guy who had enough beers in him and enough money saw you and immediately went trailing like a bee after honey. Good news is you had plenty of honey to give, drooling a finger for more money as you worked.

Hanging outside of the building, you lit up a cigarette as you faintly heard the bass from inside. There were hardly any customers when the band was playing, so you took it upon yourself to take a break, sitting outside on a stool and blowing off some steam. Sometimes, you went deeper into the lights to look for someone else, but your business was frowned upon, even in Kabukichō. Unlike other workers, you didn’t sign up to work with an actual business, deciding to stick to the shadows and take all the revenue for yourself. Only a couple of customers have asked for more from you, inquiring about love hotels, but you always decline. It’s easy to leave the night life behind from your day life if you’re unknown.

Hearing a door open and close behind you, you turn to see who’s left the building. He’s got a wild look to him as he paces in front of the door, unaware of your presence. When he leans against the wall to smoke, that’s when he seems to notice your gaze, turning to you. A small wave later and you’re back to gazing at the lights, finishing the last bit of your cigarette. Hearing the door open again, you can only assume the guy went back inside. Instead, you hear some whispering going on, then the door shuts as someone walks on the gravel. Pressing the still smoking bud against the wall, you look to the side to see your alley acquaintance close by. “May I help you?”

“You’re a prostitute, right?” He asks. So straightforward, your brow twitches in annoyance. If he’s planning on telling, you have plenty of money for one night.

“You better be asking to get your dick wet and not to turn me in,” you snap, glaring. He puts his hand up in mock surrender, grinning as a few yen shows in his hand. “I’ll take it as the former,”

“Unless you’re a bit busy right now. I got a few minutes to spare before my buddy comes looking for me,” he then shows the money. “Is it enough for just a touch?”

“Just a touch? Sweetie, you must not be used to these things. I do a lot more than just a bit of touching. Plus, you’d need to add at least 15,000 more yen if you want a creampie,” your lips curl as his eyes widen, but he digs in his pocket for his wallet. It’s a dangerous game, letting the risk of diseases in you, but you can’t get pregnant and lots of men like the feeling of finishing inside warm, wet walls that they don’t think about the risks. Handing you the extra money, you wink at him and put it securely away, grabbing his arm and bringing him closer to the door and further from the lights. “A bit more privacy, you know. Can’t have anyone walking by us, you know?”

“We’re in an alley. I passed by lots of girls getting fucked in other alleys, I don’t think they’ll look twice,” he mentions, but doesn’t try to convince you of moving. Pressing him against the wall, you press yourself against him while you rub his crotch. “Is this just a bit of touch?”

“It is, also initiation. I work to please the customer, but I need to know what they want. So tell me, Mr. Customer, what do you want me to do to you?”

“How about you put your mouth to use where your hand is?” You do as he asks, sliding down to a squat as your fingers work on undoing his jeans. Tight as they are, you aren’t expecting him to be as big as he is, hard cock bobbing in front of you. With a smile, you give his tip a little kiss, swiping your tongue over it as you feel his hand land on the top of your head. You don’t put it in your mouth yet, instead pressing open-mouthed kisses to the shaft as your tongue coats it in your saliva. Each slide of your tongue and touch of your lips has him sighing in content, cock twitching under your touch.

Moving your hand to rub him, you make sure to lube it up with your spit, dropping a glob of it before continuing to lick and slurp the side of his cock. A squeeze to his head and a thumb swiping over his slit has him moaning, one hand in a fist as it presses into the brick of the building. Moving your lips down even further, you suck and lick at his balls, getting him moaning some more while your hand pumps him. Precum steadily beads from his tip, his cock hardening even more under your touch as you continue to tease his balls.

Pressing more kisses as you move your head up, you make sure to lick up to his tip, swirling your tongue around while your hand pumps his cock and fondles him. Eventually, you efforts are rewarded with a heavy load of cum on your face, coating your lips and cheeks. Taking out a handkerchief, you manage to wipe the facial mess off, putting away the now dirty cloth. “What next?” You ask, continuing to kiss his cock. He’s soon twitching back to life, returning to his hardened state.

“You said I could creampie you. Better be worth the extra money,” he pants, getting off the wall. You moved before he could, and push your own hands where he was. Bending over, you let him ogle a bit you before snapping your fingers.

“Aren’t you in a rush? Stop ogling and start touching. Pull off my shorts,” you pat your ass, looking back at him. He shrugs and does as you say, peeling off your shorts that easily fall to the ground. With your pussy bare before him, you get to feel as he spreads your folds and ass apart, inspecting your wetness. Before you can say something else, he’s pushing his fingers against your cunt, sliding in two of them. Although he manages to rub your sensitive walls, getting you to moan, you tell him to cut it out. “This isn’t a lovemaking session, it’s a quick fuck. Do you want someone to open that door on us?”

“Well, I wouldn’t mind. If anyone asks, I can lie and say we’re just a couple looking for a quick fuck before I go back on stage,” he says, but he does move from looking at your drooling cunt to pressing his cock against it. He’s a pretty decent size, so you know you’ll find some pleasure in it. The previous few guys were total busts, only being a couple of inches and getting off easily from just a few thrusts.

This guy, however, manages to glide into you enough to rub against all your sensitive nerves, making your eyes roll from the brief friction. You moan when he picks up your leg, keeping it hiked up in the crook of his elbow as he starts a pace that has the noise echoing in the alley. Most of the noises of the street life drown out the sound to everyone else, but it’s a beating drum in your ears as you keep your mouth open to constantly moan, drool dripping off your tongue as it hangs out. Raking your nails against the brick, you use your other hand to fondle your breast, popping it out of the promiscuous shirt you’ve chosen for the night. Grinning as you lock eyes with him, you make sure to continue massaging the flesh and flicking your fingers over the nipple, letting his thrusts rock your body. He moves his free hand from your body to the wall, picking up the pace as you stabilize yourself of the wall with both hands, one bent. There will probably be a rash or some kind of skin damage from it rubbing against the brick building, but you’re too caught up in how good he’s making you feel to bother caring now.

Each slap of his hips has cute moans coming from your mouth, sticky wetness connecting you two each time he pulls away. Caught up in the feeling of your own fluid dripping down his cock and your leg, you actually miss the door opening and the third person in the alley until your customer says something. “If you can’t tell, I’m busy, Kaji,”

“Shit,” he curses, then whistles as you look at him, giving a small wave until your client rubs your clit, barely keeping your leg in the air as he does. It’s enough stimulation to have your head hanging again, drool spilling from your mouth as your eyes roll. The new guy is completely ignored as ecstasy rolls through your body, toes curling as your shoe clatters to the ground, a small scream as your cunt creams around his cock. “Damn, Semi,” the guy whistles, still standing there.

Your client, Semi, is close behind, your own orgasm spurring his pace to falter as he gives a couple more deliberate thrusts. Forcing your walls to squeeze him, he finally finishes deep inside you, making you lick your lips as he moans, cursing as he finishes spurting inside you. When he pulls out, you feel his heavy load oozing out of your hole and down your leg, making a proper scene for his friend.

Looking up, you see his friend is gone, probably back inside. Your leg is dropped and you weakly pull your shorts back on, legs wobbly. Kicking off your other shoe, you clean off the drips down your leg while Semi tucks himself away. “Thanks,”

“Don’t mention it. Just doing my job,” you shrug, still a bit out of breath. Finished cleaning your leg off, you stand back up with your shoes in your hands. “I should be thanking you. I haven’t had an orgasm like that in a while,”

Before he can say anything, the door is opening as three guys come out, one of them being the one from earlier. “How much?” He asks. After telling him the deal, him and his friends pull out the money. “Wanna come inside and earn some money?”

How could you say no? You went home with almost twice as much as you usually make thanks to Semi and his band and got a favorite hangout spot.

Semi owns the high structure, running a legal business while his longtime business partners help with his illegal business. In one of the offices, he discusses work related activities while his friends sit at the table, each enjoying a drink and a smoke. He leans back in his large chair, one hand holding a glass of champagne while his other hand wraps around your waist, keeping you on his lap. One of your arms is circled around his neck, fingers playing with the flap of his professional shirt. Your other hand holds a glass of champagne as well, swirling the golden liquid around the glass as you gingerly sip at the sweet nectar. It’s the only alcohol you’re allowed, of course, as Semi refuses to let your sweet lips taste the bitterness of whiskey his friends enjoy so much.

Ushijima drinks sake that he shares with Yamagata and Tendō, much preferring the warm and smooth liquid compared to the chilled burn that comes with whiskey. Goshiki and Shirabu eagerly discuss their next operation with Semi, swirling the caramel liquid around their own glasses.

“We could always get quite a bit of money out of vulnerability, if you know what I mean,” Shirabu mentions, smiling as he says so. He doesn’t make eye contact with you, but you look at him in confusion. “After all, that one Family has picked up quite a few girls recently”

“I don’t pick on helpless girls, Shirabu. You should know better than to suggest such a thing,” Semi says back, his voice colder than the whiskey in Goshiki’s hand. “It’s not my cup of tea, after all. We’re not Nohebi — we don’t hurt those who have not wronged us,”

“I- I apologize. I shouldn’t have spoken of such things,” Shirabu immediately says, bowing his head. “Any punishm-“

“Don’t worry. I won’t kick you out just for a rotten suggestion. You’re still useful, so stop begging like a mutt,” Semi says, a hand tightening around your waist as you begin to grind on him. “Not now, pet,” he whispers in your ear, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“Shall we stick to our normal activity, then?” Ushijima suggests, his large hand on top of a map of the city. It highlights roads and underground areas that nobody every looks or goes down, making them ideal for smuggling. “A dealer from America has offered a hefty price for 50 kg of cocaine. Shall we take the deal? It’s also been offered to the Karasuno and Aoba Johsai family,” he adds. Semi downs the rest of his champagne, setting the glass on the table as you take the opportunity to continue pressing yourself against him. A warning squeeze is on your hip, then it leaves, your lips tasting the sweet liquid once more as you act coy.

“Perhaps. How much money is he asking for?” Semi finally asks, letting Ushijima drop a big number. Whenever money is involved, everyone always gets so loud and annoying, trying to reason why the money should or shouldn’t be used. Of course, you’re never a part of it, instead focusing on trying to get your darling Semi to break.

“Hey, hey, let’s all calm down for a bit, huh?” Tendō suggests, standing up as eyes train on him. Even your eyes flicker to him as he pulls out something wrapped up from his pocket. “I knew we’d end up getting all tense from this, so I brought a little relaxer. Don’t worry, it’s just a puff and you’ll be feeling a bit better,” he says, putting the blunt in his mouth before lighting it. The smell immediately envelops the room and you cringe your nose in disgust. It’s weed, of course, probably a stock given to Tendō for helping with the recent operation. After a few puffs, he passes the blunt to Ushijima, who takes a few puffs himself.

It continues like this, with Tendō lighting another blunt to share between him, Ushijima, and Yamagata. As Goshiki takes a hit from it, the blunt is passed to Semi. Waiting for your turn, he takes another before passing it on to Kawanishi. You whine as he shushes you, kissing you as you can taste the cannabis on his breath, the smoke not quite dissipated. When he parts, he licks your lips and gives you another peck. “Can’t have you touching your lips to something another man has touched with his. After all, you are my good girl, aren’t you?”

“Mhm,” you moan against his lips, desperate for more. He can obviously feel you literally pulsing on his lap, his hard cock pressing against your bare pussy. You’ve been desperate for him since he plopped your ass on his lap and promised he’d give you what you wanted when business was done with. While everyone was passing around the blunt and getting high, you just wanted them to finish talking so he would finally bend you over the table and fuck you.

But he was a patient man with an iron rule.

“Stop teasing,” he hisses in your ear, eyes looking at everyone in the room. “If you don’t stop, you’ll be left a needy mess all night,”

“But— But nii-san,” you beg, hoping to use your trump card. You see pink adorn his cheeks, pleased at the name, but he shakes his head. Huffing, you turn away from him as if you were a spoiled child, unable to play with your favorite toy. Deciding that if he won’t be tempted with sweet words and desperate moves, he’d be motivated or you’d get your own fill by someone else.

Getting off his lap, you make sure your dress is covering your rump, giving Semi a kiss before heading over to the champagne table. Taking your empty glass over there, you let it slip from your fingers and clatter against the carpeted flooring. Despite it being glass, it doesn’t break, but you do make sure to bend down when you have attention on you, making sure the air of the room freely hits your exposed pussy, before rightening yourself and putting the glass on the table. Grabbing another full glass, you go to head back to Semi, only to be pulled down by Tendō.

Tendō, amongst other things, is Semi’s right hand. Ushijima is muscle and is close with Semi, but Tendō’s the one who he confides in. Tendō is also the only one who can pull you into his lap without immediately getting shot in the chest. Passing his blunt on to Ushijima, Tendō grins at you as his hands rub at your ass, practically visible under the skirt. “What do you think you’re doing, prancing around and showing us all your goodies? I don’t think your big brother likes that, little one,” he says, smiling as you pout.

“Nii-san is being a meanie, so I figured maybe someone else could entertain me. After all, it’s so boring listening to all this big talk. I just wanna be filled up, is that too much to ask for?” You whine, curling up to Tendō and using your hand to encourage his further. He’s so close to your pussy, you can practically feel the warmth radiating from his fingers. When he gets much too close, Semi stands up and has Tendō immediately backing off, hands raised in the air as he has a teasing grin on his face while you pout.

All it takes is for Semi to curl his finger towards himself to get you moving, hips moving to draw attention to them. You’re quickly put in your place on Semi’s lap, his hand coming down against your ass before positioning you properly. “Such a needy little girl. It seems someone likes all the attention on her, hmm? How would you like it?” He practically sneers, spreading your legs as the air completely hits your folds, already soaked in just your incessant rubbing on him. Moving his hand between your legs, you throw your head back and let your nails dig into the muscle of his arm, moaning as he just grazes over your pussy, spreading them for his friends to see. “Absolutely drenched. Such an innocent looking girl, too,” he hums, brushing his fingers over your clit before pushing two into you. Biting down on your lip, you roll your head to gaze at the state of Semi’s friends.

Each one sports a large tent in their slacks, Tendō and Shirabu more debouched enough to have taken themselves out of their pants, rubbing against the hardness. The fact that they’re getting off on your brother — their Boss — touching you so sinfully has your toes curling as his fingers ease in and and out of you. It’s almost enough — almost. Retracting his fingers, Semi chuckles as you whine from the loss of contact.

“You wanted all this attention, didn’t you? Don’t be shy, boys. Go ahead and let her know what she’s doing to you,” he says, taking his own cock out of his slacks. You’re then pushed down, your hands grasping onto the edge of the table as Semi brushes his cock over your folds. Taking his words as a command, Shirabu and Goshiki are the first ones to bring their cocks over to your face. Shirabu lets the tip touch your cheek, precum dribbling on the skin while Goshiki pumps his own cock, desperate movements as he looks at you. Semi takes his pocket knife and cuts the straps of your dress, startling you, and pulls the top down, letting your breasts free. “Now be good a put on a show,”

Pushing past your folds is always pleasureful for you, feeling his cock easily slide into you. With him finally giving you what you want, you moan and Shirabu takes this opportunity to put his cock in your mouth, your tongue eagerly wrapping around him. Yamagata and Kawanishi are on your other side, one of them bending down to play with your nipples, a mouth coming around one. The other one presses his cock against your other cheek, you taking one hand to wrap around it. Goshiki moans as he reaches his end, his seed covering your back and dripping down your sides. Semi continues to thrust into you during all of this, hands tight around your waist as his friends play with your breasts and mouth.

Shirabu pushes you off of him, finishing over your face and watching some of his cum drip onto your tongue. Licking your lips, you giggle as Kawanishi brings your mouth over to his cock, deciding to finish off over your face, too. Popping off his cock, you give a couple of teasing licks before hearing him groan, his cum splattering across your face. Yamagata finishes almost at the same time, biting down harshly on your nipple as you hear his cum splash against the floor. Him biting on your nipple had you clenching around Semi, your orgasm hitting you so suddenly as you mewl, his cock rubbing your sweet spot.

Tendō, Reon, and Ushijima are the next takers. Semi takes your arms in his grip, keeping you suspended as the men hang their hard cocks in front of your face. “Open up, little girl,” Ushijima grunts, you complying as his large cock enters your mouth, almost hitting the back of your throat as Semi continues to bounce you on his cock. You’re quickly pulled off of Ushijima, your mouth then being filled by Reon’s cock, then by Tendō’s. You end up continuously alternating between the three cocks with your mouth, giving each one a lick and a hard suck, giving them all the love you can. Semi’s thrusts get rougher and harsher than the one before it, signaling he’s getting close to his own end.

Keeping one wrist in his grasp, he lets your right wrist go so you use that to give a handjob to Ushijima, alternating your mouth between Tendō and Reon. Semi’s right hand goes between your legs, rubbing at your clit that has you moaning around Reon’s cock, immediately being pulled off as he finishes all over your face, getting some of the milky liquid on your lashes and in your hair. Tendō puts your mouth on his cock, moving your head back and forth with Semi’s thrusts, your second orgasm overwhelming you as your legs give out, Semi catching you as he fills you up, making sure your cunt has every last drop of his seed. On the floor, Tendō and Ushijima give you their own cum to paint your face, your eyes completely blissed out as the alcohol makes you drowsy.

Soon enough, you’re passing out in Semi’s arms, the last thing you hear being the cheers from his friends.

Semi had enough of Shiratorizawa's cute little manager running around in her school uniform, obviously oblivious to the looks and lingering touches of the team's members. The only respectful ones were Goshiki and Shirabu, as much as Semi hated to think of the setter. Goshiki was too shy and Shirabu was probably gay, not even sparing the girl his glances, choosing to gaze upon the captain.

She had been running late and instead of changing, she just stayed in her uniform, driving Semi up a wall every time she jogged a bit and her skirt swayed or she bent down to pick up a stray ball and Semi could just barely see the outline of her black lacy panties - if he wasn't too busy staring at how snugly her stockings hugged her thighs when she bent down. Semi decided his girlfriend needed to know only he was allowed to see the innocently sexy attitude, so he figured he'd visit her after he finished up in the boy's locker room, saying he couldn't walk home with Ushijima and Tendou because he "had some business to take care of", which was really just pushing you up against the lockers in the girl's locker room and stuffing you full.

"W-Wait, E-Eita, slow down!" you cried, your nails digging into Semi's biceps. He had his shirt unbuttoned, his shoulders and back showing while he just unzipped his uniform pants, not bothering to completely strip. You, on the other hand, were completely bare except the skirt and the stockings you always wear.

"This is your fault, you know," Semi grunted, snapping his hips to meet yours. He's been inside you who knows how many times but each time you're always so tight, like he enters you for the first time every time. "Wearing that fucking skirt and stockings with the innocent attitude about you,"

"E-Eita!" you cried out, letting Semi know he rubbed against that special spot inside you. He adjust his arms so one was keeping you up against the lockers while his other hand found your clit, rubbing your little nub. "Oh, Eita!"

"Crying out like a fucking whore, huh? Maybe I should take you in front of the other members next time you decide to wear your uniform to practice," Semi said, feeling you tighten at his words. "Fuck, you like that? Want them to know I'm the only one allowed to fuck your slutty cunt?"

You tried to respond, but it just came out as a mewl as your walls fluttered around Semi's cock, your eyes rolling back as your back arched. Semi's words were the last bit to send you over the edge, you still being sensitive from the previous round. Semi didn't stop, he wasn't going to stop, not until he cummed in you and had it oozing down your thighs.

"Did you see those volleyball guys? So hot! Especially Ushiwaka-kun," a girl's voice said when the door creaked. Semi immediately covered your mouth as you panicked. The last thing he needed was some girls finding out one of those hot volleyball guys was currently balls deep in you in the girl's locker room.

"Definitely! Although, that third-year setter is kind of cute. I think his name is Semi," another girl said. You eyes narrowed at the girl's words. That's when you felt Semi move. He let go of your mouth to put a finger to his lips, shushing you as he kept moving, chasing his own climax.

"Hm, I guess. They're all good looking, it's just some are hotter than others. Tendou is a bit creepy, though," the first girl said. "Oh, there they are! My earbuds! I don't need my dad yelling at me again for losing them,"

"You need to take better care of them," the other girl said, sighing. If she heard your small mewls of Semi railing you, she didn't seem to care. You tried to hold back, but after an orgasm you were always so sensitive. Semi knew this, and continued to drive into you hoping to make you come undone a third time.

Footsteps were heard, leaving the locker room and when the door slammed shut, you practically screamed as your nails left red streaks on Semi's shoulders, having your third orgasm. Semi sucked a hickey on your shoulder, lodging himself deep within you as he moaned, painting your walls white. He was suddenly so thankful you got on birth control.

"Fuck, that was hot," Semi said, finally pulling himself out of you, watching the cum drip out of your cunt. It made him wanna go again, but it'd probably be best to move to somewhere more private instead of the girl's locker room. "Who knew almost getting caught would get you off?"