Haikyuu Character X Reader Oneshots

2: Asahi Azumane - Apparently Not (Lemon)

Warning! As a lemon, there's sexual content in this oneshot! It's a tiny bit angsty, but I wouldn't say it's depressing.

 Nishinoya was throwing a party at his house whilst his parents were away on a weekend break. He had invited the volleyball team obviously, a few first years who were friends with Hinata, a fair amount of second years and a couple of third years, me being one of them. I was quite close with a few of the members from the volleyball team, particularly Kiyoko who was in the same class as me. Annoyingly for me however, halfway through second year I managed to develop a crush on the volleyball teams ace.

I found it impossible not to fall for Asahi. I loved his soft and gentle personality yet his fierce and dominating appearance. I wanted to run my fingers through his long hair and feel the tickle of his stubble against my chin as he kissed me. Like many other times, Kiyoko had to nudge my arm to snap me from my daydream of the gentle giant, and I would feel flustered realising I was staring right at him.

We were already at Nishinoya's party, and it was now in full swing. I had had a couple of alcoholic drinks and was currently standing at the edge of Nishinoya's large open plan lounge and kitchen with Kiyoko and the teams new manager, Yachi. I had only met her a couple of times but she seemed incredibly sweet, she was just nervous around all of these people so clung onto Kyoko for protection, not that my best friend minded. "Why not go and talk to him?" Kiyoko asked.

"Because I'm tipsy and will probably say something I'll regret," I said simply.

"I'm sure he'll be glad of your company, plus you won't be alone, Daichi and Suga are there too," he pointed out and I sighed, wanting to go over and talk to my crush. It didn't take me long to agree, so tightly holding onto my bottle of cider, I approached the boys.

"Hey (y/n)!" Suga saw me coming first. Asahi swirled around quickly when he heard my name, him greeting me quietly.

"Hi guys, enjoying the party?" I asked casually.

"Yeah, Nishinoya knows how to throw good ones," Daichi said, taking a swig from his bottle. Together we ended up having a laugh, but that was until Daichi had to take an ill looking Suga to the bathroom, leaving Asahi and I alone. We talked casually and drank until the point where I knew I was drunk. He seemed it too, loosing balance a bit. The two of us spent a while exploring the surprisingly large house, heading around the garden then through the halls and ending up by the stairs where few were milling.

I was beginning to feel incredibly hot, standing close to my crush who was looking down at me with wide eyes and slightly red cheeks. I gulped, unsure I was able to control my actions in my drunk state. He too seemed to be in the same situation as me, especially as we subtly stepped closer to each other. It must've been the drink, as the two of us suddenly found confidence and ended up slamming our lips against each others.

It was hot, incredibly hot. He had his arms wrapped tightly around me, mine wrapped around his neck and undoing his hair he had styled in a messy bun, ready for my hands to run through it just like I had always dreamed of doing. Our mouths opened at the same time, our tongues entering each others mouths. I was thankful that the hall was empty, especially as the two of us began to get handsy.

Heat was beginning to pool in my core, and as he pressed his body against mine I felt something poking my waist. We pulled apart, a string of saliva connecting our mouths and I glanced down to see his erection pressed against me. I couldn't help but bite my lip, desperate for more. Without even thinking I took his hand, the two of us running upstairs and looking for a spare bedroom.

Together we stumbled inside, slamming the door shut and locking it behind us, our lips pressed tightly against each others in desperation. We stumbled backwards and fell onto the bed, our tongues still dancing against each others in desperation. Immediately I had my legs wrapped around his waist which inevitably brought my skirt up, but judging my the way we were hungrily kissing each other the likelihood was that my skirt would end up on the floor anyway.