haikyuu imagines

dressing room | matsukawa issei [ nsfw ]

plot: you keep messing with your boyfriend, you end up having some fun in a dressing room

word count: 1930

pronouns used: she/her

warnings: smut

"Let's go this way babe," You pulled Matsukawa's sleeve to guide him to the dresses.

"Why do I have to come again?" He whined.

"Stop being a butthead and move," You walked behind him, pushing his back towards the aisles you want to see. Stopping at the shorter dresses, you've been meaning to see, Mattsun rolling his eyes in the process. He stands off to the side on his phone. You go around to see more dresses only, turning to see the back of your boyfriend. "Hey dickhead," You smacked just under his bum to get his attention.

"Hey!" He turns to grab your wrist.

"Look at this dress!" You waved around the coat hanger. "What do you think?"

"Tsk," He scoffs, looking back his phone.

"Well I wanted to wear it when we went on dates...and other things," You started but you could tell he wasn't paying attention to you. "Maybe I'll ask Makki if you don't want to look at me."

Through scanning all the dresses, you find one cute flowy red dress that you wanted to try one. You go to show Matsukawa but he's too engrossed into his game. You admire his tall figure before trailing down to his lower back.

The two of you always had a playful relationship. Little to no fights, always joking with each other, and overall having a chill time together. That being said, the one thing that you love to do when you want to get his attention, was to smack his ass. Any time you do slap his bum, you always end up without cuddles or it turns into a very "eventful" day. 

Deciding to spare your cuddles, you slip into one of the dressing rooms to try out the dress. You step into the dress as you heard shuffling outside. "Is that you babe?" You asked.

"Yeah, I'm just standing in front of your door," Mattsun calls out. You shrug and pulled up the dress to adjust it. The flowing skirt and the cinched waist accentuates your body nicely. You move around, twirling the dress to see how easy it is to walk in it.

You turn around to unlock the door and find the back of your boyfriend once again. This was your moment, you opened your palm and firmly spanking his ass. "Hey! Quit smacking my ass, I'll fuck you right here," Mattsun whipped around.

"Then do it," You teased. Matsukawa lightly pushes you back into the dressing room, locking the door behind him. "Wait babe, you were being serious? We can't have sex in a public place."

"You started this," He pointed down at you. "Unless you don't want to, you'd have to stay quiet. So, do you want me to fuck you in this small room or do you want to wait until we get home?"

"Here," You realized how much rougher he'd be at home but the thought of having sex in a public place excited you. 

"Lift up your dress then," He orders. You tilt your head in confusion why you wouldn't just strip down to your underwear. "I want to see how accessible it is for next time." 

"Next time?" You were taken back as Mattsun seats himself on the small bench away from the mirror. You could tell how his sweats fit that he was already getting turned on.

"Come on now," He repeats. You lift up the skirt, revealing your panties for him to see. Matsukawa began to palm himself as you stepped forward. His large hands trail up your thighs to rub your clothed folds. You gasp slightly, feeling his cold digits graze against your heat. "Is my pretty girl already wet? Can I pull these down?"