when he’s about to serve, he looks up to the stands where you usually are, and of course this is one of the days you decide to wear his msby uniform, with a big 21 plastered on your back. seeing you with your big smile and wearing his name was the motivation needed to finish this game with another win under his belt!

but what shoyo loves more than seeing you is to hear you choke on his cock after these games. sitting on your knees with a pillow beneath them—gotta make sure his princess is comfortable—you hollow your cheeks as your head bobs up and down on him.

“o-oh yes, pretty—just like that, please—”

you moan at his gentle praise and the hint of a whimper in his voice. with his hands in your hair guiding your mouth. spit dribbled down your lip and chin, and you look up at him with a hazy, half lidded gaze.

fuck, shoyo swears he could’ve came from that sight alone. the sweet little choking sounds you make as your nose touches his navel. the feel of you gripping his strong thighs with your nails digging into the skin. the sight of you in his uniform that’s a little too big on you.

his uniform.

“can i cum in your mouth, baby? please?” he pants out as his thighs begin shaking, physically restraining his climax. you nod as best you can, and you can hear his usual gut wrenching whine escape his lips as he paints your throat the prettiest white.

with watery eyes from the force of his orgasm, he looks down at you with your gentle smile, and he whispers a weak little “can i kiss you?”

how can you say no to that sweet face, with tears littering his lashes and that flush to his cheeks?

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brainrotted abt this to @dearru ily mak

Literally just him having his arms behind his head, mouth hanging low as he watches you have a hard time in his cock. Slowly and hardly even bouncing while you're a moaning mess head hanging low as you writhe and whine struggling to keep going, you can feel his bulbous tip rubbing the edge of your cervix so sweetly making you squeeze your eyes shut as your cunt just convulses around his thick cock. He groans beneath you a small smile painting his tanned and sweaty skin, staying in Brazil for those years really did him well. A tan just suits him so damn much. You can hardly even look at him while you....attempt. to ride his dick, your thighs shaking as you shiver above him an orgasm taking you by surprise. Shoyou could tell you've cum not just by the way your pussy is tightening around him, but given how your breathing has changed, your moans as well. A high pitched whine filled breathy moan leaves you as you come to a complete stop, occasionally grinding your hips down so your clit can rub against his itchy slightly hair ridden pelvis. You groan and shake, your body jolts forward as your eyes flutter and roll. It seems as if you were spent, unable to go forward, he seemed slightly disappointed. A small pout forming onto his face as he sighs timidly. You fall forward and lay on his chest, your sweaty body against his as you catch your breath brows furrowed and sweat slicking down your forehead. He stared up at the ceiling and blinked a couple of times before speaking.

“ can I eat you out?”

You lay back against your couch with your legs open and one hoisted up over shoyous shoulder, hes such a messy eater getting your juiced all over his face and chin. His tongue touched and tried its hardest to reach everywhere that it could, assuring no space in your cunny goes left untouched. He suckles and licks and slurps all that he can while he grinds intensely and desperately into the rough material of your couch. His aching cock head occasionally catching a glimpse of the rough material and getting grazed by it causing him to speed up with a whine but ensuring to bury the noise into your dripping cunt. You were so overstimulated, your poor cunt just quivering beneath him.

“We have an extra present for you, actually. It’ll be here in about ten minutes,” one of your friends said, wiggling her eyebrows as if you should know what they prepared for you.

But you just smiled, happy that so many of the friends you made at the exchange program wanted to come celebrate your birthday with you.

You all mingle for those ten minutes, and there were so many comments about the food being delivered soon that you almost wondered if the food was your present.

As the doorbell rang, you were pushed towards the door of your apartment by giggling girls who urged you to open the door, come on!

And suddenly, you understood exactly what your present was.

The delivery guy you had been crushing on since the time he almost ran you over with his bike.

His orange hair stood out against his tan skin, but his smile was even brighter than his hair. You noticed he was a bit sweaty, probably from the bike ride plus four flights of stairs.

“Boa tarde! Eu sou Shoyo,” he greeted you, already putting down his delivery bag and opening the zipper.

“Hello. Could you speak in English, maybe? I’m not…” You scratched the back of your head, ears burning at the idea that your friends had probably requested that he deliver the food to you personally.

Then, just as he was getting the food out and confirmed he could speak in English, he did a double-take and pointed at you with wide eyes.

“You’re the one I almost hit with my bike! And you were at my match the other day, too, right?” he asked excitedly.

You squeaked at the way he outed you, looking over your shoulder to find some of the girls had their hands clamped over their mouths to hide their laughter.

“Yup,” you confirmed, looking at your feet instead and kicking at the door ledge. “That’s me.”

“You should totally come to my next one this weekend!” he added, still sounding way too excited compared to the awkward fluster that you were exuding.

Nodding in stupor, you had your arms out while he kept piling up food, pizza box after pizza box, stacking up until it felt like it shouldn’t have even fit in his bag. “I would like that.”

“And we could grab dinner after! I know a great place!”

Suddenly happy to be carrying the pizza tower, you hid your face behind it as you felt the redness crawling aggressively across your face. “Okay.”

“Great! Have a good time, birthday girl!”

“Thanks,” you stuttered, mouth open in shock at everything that happened in so little time, and then slowly registering that he knew it was your birthday.

What the hell did your friends write on the delivery request?!

It’s our friend’s birthday, and she’s totally crushing on your orange-haired delivery guy!! The kinda short one, big smile. Please send him!! Thanks x

part 1 part 2

summary: in which you participate in the tiktok trend, pranking your haikyuu!boyfriend that you’ve seen their friend on hinge. the only question is, why do you have it? (karasuno version)

content: all fem!reader. established relationship! including daichi, sugawara, asahi, kageyama, hinata, and tsukishima (time skip)

warnings: THIS IS A SMAU. crack, fluff. swearing. might be some nsfw (suggestive on daichi’s)

a/n: i hope you enjoy :) lmk if you want a part 2 with any suggested characters!