#yup.

You only have a few doors open to you. You can escape.

Or you can accept your fate.

yes. dilf!kuroo. i need that.

— content warning: smut, dilf!kuroo tetsurou x fem reader, age gap (reader in their late 20s, kuroo in his 40s), unprotected sex, praise (him calling you a good girl), breeding | MINORS DNI

dilf!kuroo is a different breed. and by that i mean he does it well.

dilf!kuroo is such a strong, reliable person and he's always charming, looking more handsome than ever everytime you see him. he pats your head and murmurs a good girl everytime he mentors you at your job, and honestly, there's nothing wrong about that, right? just a simple, platonic hug as he leaves and a little kiss on your forehead doesn't hurt anybody.

dilf!kuroo who teases you that he's twice your age and always points out how you look good whenever you wear sundresses to work. you think he's just complimenting you, but the bulge in his pants says otherwise. he's extra careful hiding it the moment you two are left alone in his office, his jet black hair and stubble now sprinkled with white streaks as you look up at him, asking a question he's barely understanding, too distracted by how perfect and beautiful and how much younger you are.

dilf!kuroo, you noticed, has been closer to you more recently, the slight touches of your hands and shoulders don't go unnoticed, like he's always trying to hold you in subtle ways yet fails as you catch on. you're not one to admit, but it riles you up seeing his eyes twinkle and arms always reaching out for you, albeit unnecessary, everytime you're close to him.

dilf!kuroo who lets things escalate as he confesses one time out of need. out of desperation. he says you're too pretty to let the opportunity pass, that he's gonna be older by the time he'd get in your pants. that he needs you more than anything right now and you might not understand.

dilf!kuroo who's now stumbling with you at his genkkan, shoes off, carrying you bridal style as he kisses you, his feet trying not to fall on the stairs as he brings you to his bedroom wafting with his smell, woody and earthy. his pants is rolled down and your panties are shoved to the side as he fucks into you, his length overwhelmingly good it wrangles out a hoarse moan from you, repeating his name over and over again like a prayer. no one has ever fucked you the way he does, it's like your pussy's made all for him. his hands are holding your thighs firmly, folding you to a mating press, grunting at every clench of your walls and at the sounds of your sex it drives him insane.

dilf!kuroo who you beg to breed you, that you trust him enough to stuff you with his cum, that you'll be a good girl for him when he does. he cradles you as his hips thrust deeply for the last time, cock throbbing as he plants his seed inside you. he pulls out just to watch how his essence trickles down your folds, his thumb reaching out to push all of it back into you, whispering praises in your ear as he does. after all, you've been a good girl for him, right?

wow! its like half of the golden gang au-gang!