Respect (Sakusa x Reader) - DICONTINUED

What happens in Us stays in Us

It was a mistake, but it was a passionate one.

Blurring movements, sloppy kisses, heated breaths you both were entangled in limbs. Iwaizumi was a year older than you and a male at that but despite all this he was a few inches shorter than you, but it did not stop the needy lips and the grabbing hands gripping all over your red V-neck top.

He wanted to rip it off you.

Like an animal in heat but for him he was rutting and his hard on exploding in his tight black jeans. Your upper thigh rubbed and slid against his groin as his hand slid to the small of your back, gasping you feel his thing, his dick grow from it all.

Quite stimulating one leg can be.

The friction of the fabric against his groin ignites a sort of pleasure, the pressure you apply just enough so that Iwaizumi is leaning down panting onto you his forehead hitting your shoulder. Oh, how the tables have turned, he knew you were dominating but in such a way of sex he thought like most guys that once in the sheets everything changes.

Maybe not, or maybe so but not with him...he is sure if he were Sakusa you would let him have a chance to turn the tables.

But he isn't, and he grits his teeth to that.

Your lips find his neck looping and sucking his erogenous zones, his body aching for more than just a simple rub, you yourself feel the wetness piling down there. But it feels different, sexy and thrilling but a tad of guilt.

You choose the former.

Iwaizumi is not Sakusa.

Biting and kissing his neck his hands trail mountains on the edge of your spine down and down towards your tail, clutching deeply and around your ass. He gives a tight squeeze before suddenly the positions are changed and the power swayed.

Pinning you to the wall with one leg separating your own apart similar to what you were doing to him, his green eyes shaded by the shadows and haunting thoughts of touching another mans woman. He stares you down, breathing in large heavy breaths before capturing your shocked lips in his enticing ones.

Moaning into his kiss allowing him to take over but only briefly, you don't intend for him to be in power for long, you like them begging for more. Moving him from the wall of the corridor to the bedroom was harder than you imagined but with the tempting thought of having you beneath him was enough for Iwaizumi to throw himself onto the cushioned bed. What he didn't expect was for you to crawl on top of him like a lioness about to mane his manhood from him, a shudder runs down his spine.

"I'm going to enjoy this." You slick out hands teetering onto his bare abdomen, his top had risen when he fell onto the bed.

You rake your nails like claws on a chalkboard, he winces and trembles from the light sensation trickling down his abs, they stop at his jeans. The inch of fabric between you and him is tantalizing to watch Iwaizumi groan out in frustration as you continue to tease him.

It's not everyday you get to mindfuck a horny boy.

"Y/n, please." He grabs his own dick in a tight squeeze the bulge only reacting bigger to his own hand, you slip onto him thighs either side his hand still pressed against him.

"Jerk yourself off." Grinding atop his own hand Iwaizumi huffs out in frustration, he didn't realise what a top you were, so dominating. Gritting his teeth, he begins to purposely grind the back of his hand, knuckles prodding your own heat as he palms himself.

"Such a naughty boy." With one index finger you draw a trail down the exposed skin, tanned like a bronzed trophy, his pecks coming into view.

"Hold this." You grab the rest of his top forcing in towards his lips, he glares and grunts but does it anyway, he is finding this all very erotic in his opinion.

At least he's going to be having a taste of you soon.

With the exposé of chest, hardened by years of training and now fully formed muscle sweats beneath you, how very endearing of a sight it is. The epitome of submission, a man laying before you are exposing his chest between his teeth and jerking himself off right beneath you, how exciting.

"Urgh~Y/n~" With gritted teeth Iwaizumi is on the verge of cumming but that would take the fun out of it, grabbing his hand that sits just beneath you and is rubbing himself.

"Let's begin."

Rocking back and forth, Iwaizumi had gained the upper hand at the end of it all, his hips grinding your pelvis, your innards reacting to it so. Back arching off the sheets, toes curling with fascination, thighs slapping his sides as he thrusts deeply inside.

Iwaizumi marks your neck with splotches of kisses and teeth marks, saliva dripping from his mouth. Your own hands raking new leaves into his shoulders, fisting sheets, screaming into his ear, the thumping in your chest and the searing regret now brandishing on your chest.

Tears begin to stream as Iwaizumi finishes on top of your heaving chest.

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Maybe I'm just biased but I did not enjoy writing that

Sakusa baby I am so sorry