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@setternine​ said: ❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜

     Her newest song deviated a bit from her usual style. It’d been commissioned for the highly anticipated movie adaptation of a very popular novel - one that was quite risqué in nature and, as such, required a theme song that fit the mood. Alice was no stranger to sexier songs. She'd written a number of those along the way, both for herself and other artists. However, what truly set this one apart from her personal body of work was the music video, more specifically, her wardrobe in it. 

While all the ‘real action’ was intercut sequences from the trailer with the actors, the entire setting of it was still a luxurious bedroom. And she’d been dressed in a number of silk and lace getups that had the entertainment world and beyond discussing and analyzing the music video at length. As a marketing strategy, it was a huge success. Both for the movie and the lingerie brands involved. As to her reputation, there was no avoiding unsavory comments, but her fanbase was fully supportive of it, and sales showed the exposure to the movie industry was bringing in new fans as well.

Of course, she’d discussed it with Tobio well before accepting the job. She knew he wouldn’t stop her from taking such a huge opportunity, but him respecting her decision to go through with it did not mean he had to be happy about it. Everything she had a choice on took into account both her own comfort and his. Her outfits were all elegant and sensual. And she only realized that they were reflections of his taste just as much as hers when she watched the final cut.

The first time she saw him again after the music video had premiered was at the gym. Alice had just gotten back into town and headed straight there. The Adlers themselves greeted her warmly, the ones she was closest to daring to make a teasing joke or two. But every now and then she noticed a staffer or someone else who’d come to watch them practice stealing glances at her. And Tobio noticed too, if him growing steadily quieter was anything to go by. She knew he would be staying longer to get his frustrations out with serve practice, and stuck around too as the rest of the team headed out.

Knowing it was partially her fault, the singer gave him time to cool off, keeping a close eye so he wouldn’t end up exerting himself. “Baby...” She called out, soft and apologetic once almost an hour had gone by. “Let’s go home..?” Him not reaching out for another ball was a good sign, and as he walked back towards his things, she offered him a water bottle and a towel, which he accepted in silence and she took as a positive sign. “I’ll wait for you outside so you can shower in peace-” Before she knew it, she was being tugged into the locker room and pressed against the wall, strong arms on either side of her and stunning blue eyes staring down into hers.

The heat starts in her cheeks and blooms all the way down to her belly, caramel eyes widening and pink lips parting. It’s not quite a surprise, with how they both feel about each other, but she’s never had someone say something so direct. It flusters her, yes, but it also thrills her. Like everything else about Kageyama does. 

Taking a brave little step forward, now close enough to touch, Hitoka takes a hold of his hand -- so much larger than hers it makes her cheeks burn even hotter -- and softly places it on her hip. It’s a safe move, she knows it, and it makes her brows furrow slightly. Taking his other hand, her heart is hammering within her ribcage as she directs this one to cup her breast. She’s not as self-conscious as she was in her teenage years about the size of her chest, but that awful little voice in the back of her mind makes her anxious about him not being satisfied. But she quickly squashes that thought, looking up at him through blonde lashes.

* ･ﾟ ◞   ꒰   open   ꒱  send me a ¤ for my muse's reaction to yours walking in on them masturbating

Tooru was wearing one of Tobio’s Schweiden Adlers shirts, he’d made a habit of wearing it ( and only that. ) As it was comfortable and smelt like Tobio— he wasn’t sure when he’d found comfort in the other but it definitely had an interesting impact on him and his emotions.

He’d honestly hate to admit the amount of times he’d ended up like this, laying on his bed in that shirt. Legs stretched out, with a vibrator in one hand and his other hand clung to the under sheet. He felt so dirty getting off like this, but it’s all he could do. Asking Tobio to fuck him!? That definitely would be embarrassing, but something he wanted desperately, the idea of having him inside of him, wrapping his legs around his waist— nails digging into his back.

The thought was heavenly.

Tooru started thrusting the vibrator faster, if he couldn’t HAVE what he wanted at least he could imagine it. He’d done that numerous amounts of times— along with thinking about taking him with a strap on, the thought of those sweet moans just made him wetter.

A grunt comes out then a whine, definitely wasn’t making it easier on himself. How was he to face the other now? How could he face him without wanting to jump on him and ride him like no tomorrow, there came another whine.

Tooru’s eyes flickered up to see Tobio standing there, when had that happened? Tooru was far into this now to stop. His hand from the under sheet lifts and reaches out towards Tobio, “I was just thinking about you.” He purrs out, “I want you so bad.”

the station is nearly empty when they step onto the platform. there are a few stragglers here and there , some office workers looking just as haggard as tsukishima feels , and it hits him just how late it really is when he checks the time on his phone. it’s nearing midnight , which is . . . concerning considering that for the last 13 hours , he had allowed himself to get dragged all over an amusement park he didn’t have any interest in even going.

they’re loud , crowded , and the food is greasy and way over priced , but that hadn’t stopped kageyama from STUFFING HIS FACE and nearly puking it up half an hour later after a go at the triple-looper he’d been all bright eyed for.

tsukishima’s nose wrinkles at the memory ; at how not even two minutes after the ride a hand had tugged at his sleeve , kageyama suddenly going pale and leaning forward onto his knees. the feeling had passed rather quickly , giving himself a few minutes to breathe , and then , like it didn’t even happen he had started heading for the next one. 

   “   wow king , i didn’t take you as the masochistic type. sure you can keep it down ?   ”     “   for your sake , let’s hope i can.   ”         “   throw up on me and you won’t make it out of this park alive.   ”     

an empty threat , now that he’s thinking about it. he’s been giving kageyama a lot of those , actually , since they started hanging out more. when that development happened exactly he isn’t sure , but he doesn’t . . . hate it either. the setter’s company has been rather bearable now that he’s grown into that crown of his ; still a bit too big , maybe , but it’s one he wears with pride every time he steps out onto the courts.

tsukishima genuinely thinks it won’t be much longer before it’s a perfect fit.

     “     -tting on or what ?     ”

kageyama’s already in the train car when tsukishima shifts out of his thoughts , unblinking as the other simply stares back at him. his gaze is curious , more than anything , but tsukishima doesn’t like the way it suddenly makes him feel vulnerable ; open , like kageyama can see right through him.

the blond shakes it off , following wordlessly behind and taking a seat a few windows down. he doesn’t expect the other to sit next to him ; nor does he expect the weight against his shoulder , shifting until kageyama has apparently made himself comfortable. tsukishima huffs , pulling out his headphones and opening his playlist.

he should probably push kageyama off. tell him to sleep somewhere else. there’s plenty of open seats where he won’t be disturbed. 

he doesn’t.

          IT HAD BEEN AN EXCITING YEAR.     ---     competing in the olympics, winning her first medal, her own birthday and most recently she had bought her first apartment in tokyo. now, it was her favorite person’s birthday. they had very close birthdays, which had always been fun in her opinion even if she was a year older than him. honey always did her best to keep them separate, give him his own day to celebrate. ( it was easy for her, since she didn’t like her birthday but loved his. ) this year was no different. in fact, with both of them doing such amazing things in early adulthood they had even more to be thankful for. so she invited him over to see her new apartment, and celebrate of course.

          she buzzed him in when he arrived, waiting eagerly for him to get to her door. it would take a second though, since she was on the 5th floor. thank goodness for the elevator. honey was throwing the door open before he could even knock. she wore a cute little pink pleated skirt with white blouse, hair down. “ tobio! ” her smile as bright as ever, hands moving to grip his arms. “ happy birthday! ” it had to be one of the first things she said after all. “ come in, come in! ” honey tugged him in, her white pom pup yipping and circling their feet. mari was excited as well, even if she was getting up there in age. honey’s apartment was what one would expect for her. freakishly clean, pink and white decor, lot’s of plants. 

          honey waited for him to settle in before mentioning to the kitchen table. “ ta da! ” on it sat a cake and two wrapped boxes. “ i know the cake is a little... lopsided. ” she giggled, a faint blush on her cheeks. “ you know how i am with cooking, a mess. but, as always, it will taste good i promise! it’s your favorite kind! ” honey stood by the table, pushing one of the gifts forward. “ open this one first. ” golden eyes watched his hands open it, excited to see his reaction. inside were a brand new, top line and newest model, of volleyball shoes. she got them in his favorite colors, naturally. the price point on them was high, but she didn’t care. she knew how much every player wanted these shoes, the were the best after all. “ i don’t want to hear anything about it being to much by the way. ” she spoke before he could, “ they are yours, i’m not taking them back. ”

❝ Is the universe deciding to torture me? Not only do I have to look at you in front of my eyes in person but now here’s your commercial playing on my phone when I was trying to watch something else. ❞ Kei’s gaze remained focused on his phone regardless of his teasing comment, snickering at the other’s robotic performance. Kageyama was talented in so many ways but this? Oh this was a complete disaster.

     after   wiping   his   sweat - stained   face   with   a   fresh   towel,   Sugawara   grabs   a    water   bottle  &   hastily   speeds   in   the   direction   of   his   fellow   setter.     " Kageyama ! "      the   silver-haired   boy   blurts,   hoping   not   to   intrude   on   the   other's   brief   moment   of   solitude   during   the   short   break ...   except   that   that's   precisely   what   he   has   every   intention   of   doing.     " And   just   what's   bothering   you   so   much   today ? "     the   vice - captain   inquires,   one   of   his   perfectly   trimmed   eyebrows   arched;   an   investigative   expression   takes   cover   in   his   features.   today's   training   session   has   been   outrageously   out   of   the   ordinary. even   for   Suga !   the   usual   screams   seemed   to   have   drastically   died   down   ( save   for   Tanaka's   &   Nishinoya's   typical   loud - mouthed   remarks,   followed   by   Daichi's   roars,   that   were   enough   for   them   to   tone   things   down   a   notch ),   &   that   certainly   was   unfamiliar.