Tsukkiyama Requested On My Ko-fi~

could you do one with sub yamaguchi please 🥺

i'm trying to work on my dialogue game so this is kinda rough im so sorry😭😭😭 alsoooo i didn’t know this was supposed to be pegging? but i did it anyways so lmk if you want somethin different pls ill get on that

Pairing: Yamaguchi Tadashi x Fem!Reader

Rating: M! For Mature

Contains: sub!yama, pegging, femdom per usual, overstim, spanking, lots of praise bc he’s baby

Yamaguchi whines low in his throat, fingers sliding from beneath the pillow to the sheets beneath them, hooking just beneath the edge before curling them into his palm. His knuckles go white with the solid grip, tensing in a way that must be painful as he squirms in your lap.

“Please,” He murmurs, and you can’t tell whether it’s the weight of the word or the pleasure that makes his voice crack so prettily.

The sight- the sound makes your mouth go dry. You’d been together long enough to read every small cue and shudder of his body but time doesn’t ease the way you feel; doesn’t make the sight of him so perfect and willing for you any less breathtaking. You swallow thickly, struggling to hear over the pounding of your own heart in your ears. 

“Shh,” You ease, stilling your hand and smoothing the other over his hair.  “Only a few left, and you deserve them, remember? You were being so bad earlier.” 

“I-” Tadashi begins hesitantly, but the waning edge of his voice makes you click your tongue. There’s a pause that follows and then he speaks again: “I know.Just want more, please I need it.”

You smile, kissing him softly on the shoulder before smacking him again, quick and sharp. It’s the noise more than the impact that startles him, gasping in surprise as he clenches down on the finger you’d given him earlier. “Three,” You tell him. 

The fourth one tears another broken noise free and the sound goes straight to your core, arousal bleeding through your veins. You smile down at him even though he can’t see it, “You moan so pretty for me.” 

“Tha-Thank you,” Yama breathes, hands shaking. Compliments always make him hazy; you can practically hear the blush; see the nervous twitch his nose would give in response. 

He falls silent for a second and you allow him the time it takes to recuperate, waiting for him to suck in a steadying breath before raising your hand in question. “Again?” He asks timidly, voice soft, and you grin. 

“Good boy,” You breathe, spanking him again before he has the chance to anticipate it.

You make sure to press hard against his prostate simultaneously, slipping another finger along side the first before curling them until he clenches around you. His thighs tremble against yours, and you wonder briefly how long he’ll last like this. Your answer comes a few seconds later, when he scrambles for purchase at the sixth blow. 

“Wa-Wait!” He cries out, and you pause your hand where it lies in the air, stroking over his ass in comfort as he struggles to string sentences together. 

“You normally love your punishments, baby,” You hum questioningly, but you know the answer; can feel it in your lungs, “Don’t want anymore?”

“I-I’m okay, I promise. Just- too close.” His voice is thick with tears, but steady enough for you to trust the words it spills. You strike him again and he whimpers, bucking so hard he almost falls unsteadily off of your lap. You rake your gaze down to the reddened imprints on his skin, some shaped like your hand but blurry on the edges where they’d overlapped. “Oh?” You ask, “Were you gonna cum? Is that it?” 

When his head nodes shakily in confirmation, you grin, “Do you want me to keep going?” 

“Please…” He whispers, and you press a kiss into his shoulder at the honesty. You alternate unsteadily between spanking and working Tadashi open, squirting extra lube into your hand as you make your way to three fingers. You hate this position, honestly; although you can picture how his face looks right now it’s different when you can’t see it- when you don’t get to see the tears you know his eyes are glazed with. He was always so pretty when he cried; always looked the best when you drove him delirious with pleasure and stimulation.

 When you strike him particularly hard over the crease of his thigh, Tadashi sniffles into the sheets. “You doing okay, baby?” You ask, soothing over the marks with careful hands. 

“Yeah,” He mumbles, rocking in your lap with small, minuscule jerks of his hips. You trace the knobs in his spine, running up his back to cup softly at the back of his neck as you crook your fingers and he whines. “You’re doing so good, bunny,” You smile. “Do you think you’ve had enough?” 

Tadashi nods again, blushing down his neck, “I- yeah. Yes.” 

“Turn around, then,” You coo as you slip your fingers free from him, “Let me look at you, baby.”

His head raises slowly, arms planted to push himself up and you hold his hip for balance to aid his slide, twisting him over before helping him ease gently onto his back. His lips are bitten red, cheeks flushed the prettiest crimson as tears track messily down the places of his face. His eyes darken with desire- pupils blown wide as they meet yours. 

You wind your fingers into his hair, gently, but with an intensity that forces his head to the side. His neck strains, and you can’t help but press your lips into the slow, anticipating bob of his Adam's apple. “You like it when I’m rough with you, don’t you baby boy?” You hum into his ear, “Don’t you like it when I take what I need from you?”

“Yes,” He whines, but you aren’t sure if he’s actually answering the question, or simply begging for you to be inside of him. You chuckle anyways, dragging his hand above his head to press them firmly into the mattress,  “Leave them,” You order, and he obeys, winding his fingers together complacently. Teary eyes blink up at you, and you can’t help but brush the hair from his damp forehead.

His cock bobs heavy against his stomach, pre-cum beading steadily at the angry tip as you rub at the freckled skin of his legs, scattering the uneven press of your lips. You run hands up the backs of his thighs, leaning over his body to kiss back at his neck before peeling away to capture his mouth.

Tadashi shudders when you hook your teeth into his bottom lip, and downright keens when you sink them in, tugging the slightest bit. He has half the mind to beg, but with your tongue skimming hot across his teeth and licking into his open mouth, it’s too difficult to find the words to break the tension. 

His hands curl into the sheets above his head, palms aching with the need to feel the warmth of your body beneath them, but he doesn’t dare break the control you have over him. He can’t help but need more- mind melting beneath every caress and feather-light breath you gift him. 

“More…” He finally whines when you pull away, and you smile into his neck, shifting your weight to settle properly on top of him, hand rubbing from his hair to his ribs. 

“I’ve got you, bunny,” You croon as you finally tug the harness tight around your waist, reaching idly for the lube, “Just relax, okay? Gonna take it so well.” 

You squeeze it into your hands, warming the gel between your palms before smearing it over the toy. His legs flex, hips pitching up invitingly. His eyes close, probably in embarrassment, but you chuckle at it nonetheless. 

You tap the head against his ass, dribbling even more lube over his hole until he’s made a sloppy mess. You want to be inside- want to watch his face when you fill him up but you can’t bring yourself to do it just yet. “Cmon, bunny,” you coo, stroking at his thighs, “Wanna hear you ask for it, real pretty okay? Wanna hear you beg.” 

“I- I can’t. Please-” 

You slide in close to rub the head across his hole, smearing the mess of lube back and forth until you press in just the slightest bit. That’s where you sit for a moment, watching him clench helplessly around the silicone. He doesn't speak, so you slide in another inch, giving him a second to feel it before easing out again. It’s the push he needs apparently, coming undone within a matter of a few short seconds. 

You watch his chin quiver, eyes cracking open as his head falls in defeat. 

“Please, please, please,” Tadashi begins to ramble, voice bordering on delirium, “Want the rest- fuck me, please fuck me. Love it so much, feels so fucking good, so-” The vulgarity is what takes you by surprise and you moan at the sound of it, finally taking mercy. You soothe him with a kiss, lining back up before you slide in with one, long push. 

You’ll never tire at the sight; there’s no way to describe the way he dissolves into nothing at the feeling. His legs shake uncontrollably, knocking around so much you pin his ankles over your thighs. You let go only when you trust him not to move, tugging his waist firmly back onto your cock. 

Yamaguchi makes a pleading sound, hands twisting where they still rest and it’s then you notice how good he’s been about it. “Oh baby,” You breathe, and his ankles lock behind your back, digging into flesh above your ass but you let him. “So fucking good for me- move your hands, that’s it.” 

He winds them around your neck when you reach up to meet him, guiding you into a deep kiss as you begin the steady back and forth pull of your hips. “Don’t- don’t strain yourself,” The man stutters, and the attention to your well-being of all things make you indescribably happy. 

“You’re so sweet,” You tell him, and he only responds with a breathy moan as you pick up the pace a bit more, rolling your hips up into as deep as possible to press steadily at the spot inside of him. Tadashi grinds back to meet you, mouth falling open in a silent cry of pleasure. 

“I… I-I’m gonna…” He whimpers, but the hand you reach between you cuts him off, wrapping around his cock to jerk him in slow, steady flicks. Pre-cum beads at the tip and you smear it over the rest, fucking up carefully against his prostate to pull him through the orgasm. He lets out a needy whine, nails digging lightly in your back as you tug him slow and sweet over the edge. 

Yamaguchi cums with a sob of pleasure, one you’d heard before but he’s spurting over your fist and stomach, babbling mindless words of pleasure as you fuck him through it. 

He pants, choking on a few more noises of his left over pleasure. You think about sparing him, for a second, but the thought is chased away when he looks at you from down his heaving chest, dirtied with the mess of his cum. 

“C’mon bunny.” You sit up further, pushing the bend of his knee closer until he’s folded nearly in half, “You can give me more than that.” 

And you can only try your best to swallow his scream with a kiss when you thrust back in, breathe leaving in a rush as you fuck him almost violently, shoving your hips at an angle you know brushes his prostate and sends his frazzled nerves reeling. 

Tadashi’s hands are scrambling madly, clutching at your back while you impale him even deeper with the toy. He’s not speaking anymore- voice cracking off into incoherent wails that can’t be pleasant for his throat. 

"I-I'm close," He pants as you keep the frantic pace, barreling past the burn in your own muscles. "Gonna make me come- fuck- gonna-” 

You look down at him; studying the furrow in his brow and the tears beading at his lashes, and know. “You gonna come on my cock, Yama? Be a good boy and show me how much you love having me inside of you?” You lean down to kiss his slack mouth, tongue slipping over his bottom lip. The position slows his thrusts, makes them shallower but you can press harder this way, "Do it baby, make another mess."

Tadashi’s face contorts with each hit to his prostate and your hand wraps around his cock, jerking him in time with your steady grind. It makes his eyes squeeze shut a little tighter, breath coming out a little shallower, and his body starts moving on his own.

“Cum for me, bunny, give it to me.” 

He doesn’t see it coming but the words send him careening over the edge, back arching off the bed as white hot spurts of cum spilling out before he has the strength to even warn you. You let him, milking him for all he’s worth in the small silence that follows.

“That’s it,” You soothe, letting go in favor of pulling out. You slip out, murmuring an apology when he twitches before pressing your lips against the sweaty skin of his forehead. “Okay?” You ask, and he chuckles a breathless little sound. 

Tadashi smiles softly, not the normal beaming-one he shares with everyone else but something soft and secret, scooting in to press your lips together. “More than okay.” He assures. “The best.” 

TSUKKI THINKS ABOUT HIS BOYFRIEND A LOT

I never understood what it meant to kin a character.

Then I met Yamaguchi Tadashi.

Karasuno!!!

not an artistic bone in my body but may i kindly offer my silly tsukkiyama crows

Tsukishima *it’s only a club* Kei 🏐 Haikyuu!!

Naughty 🌙

Wow these guys are losers

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Relationships: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kuroo Tetsurou & Tsukishima Kei, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi Series: Part 4 of Unable to Connect, Please Try Again Summary:

Tsukishima has spent a lot of time with himself in the last several years.

So he understands that the scariest monsters to confront are the ones that you recognize.

[NSFW Tsukkiyama Week 2021 Day 3 Dirty Talk | Oral]

The first part of this series, which is more of a true PWP definitely fits the "Oral" tag, so check that out too, if you want.