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Kuroo stared down at y/n's small body and pursed his lips.
"You don't understand how much I've wanted to fuck the shit out of you baby", he said in a breathy voice.
Y/n was utterly speechless about what was happening. She was Toru Oikawa's girlfriend and here she was. Under Kuroo Tetsurō.
"Nothing to say baby?" he chuckled. "You were talking so much before? What happened to your big mouth, princess?"
"Shut up", she murmured, looking away from her. "Choke on my non-existent cock."
"Oh?", he cupped her chin and squeezed her cheeks tightly, forcing her to make eye contact with him. "Behave before I fuck you dumb, princess. Don't wanna regret it now, do you?"
Y/n's mouth was slightly open and taking advantage of this, he kissed her harshly. Eyes widening, y/n was shook but his kiss so intoxicating, she closed her eyes, throwing her arms around his neck. She tangled her fingers through his obsidian strands and pushed the back of his head towards her, intensifying the kiss. Shoving his tongue into her mouth, she let out soft moans into his mouth. Groaning, he pulled away, catching his breath.
"You didn't resist it?", he's smirked. "So much for hating me."
He ran his index finger over his lips, pulling on her bottom lip. Y/n slowly undid his shirt buttons and reached the button. His abs could be seen, built and rock hard. His hand trailed down to her back, unzipping her dress. As he slipped it off, he threw it to the side and admired her body. Her black lacy bra with her matching thong took his breath away.
"What are you waiting for?", y/n raised a brow. "Last minute jitters? Wanna back out... baby?", she smirked, emphasising the last part.
"Oh you fucking brat~", he slurred into her ear. "That's the last thing I wanna do~"
He unbuckled his belt and put it on the bedside table. Pulling his pants and boxers down, his thick member sprung out and y/n's eyes widened, seeing this sight. Shit. It won't fucking fit will it?
"Something wrong princess?", he smirked, looking at her with half lidded eyes as he climbed back onto the bed, topping her.
"I-It won't fit", she said in a breathy voice.
"Oh baby~ I'm gonna make it fucking fit. You're not leaving until you take it all", he chuckled in a low voice.
Y/n whimpered as he teased her entrance with his tip, bringing it closer then backing away. Grabbing her wrists, he pinned it above her head with one hand. His other hand held onto the headboard. Kuroo's chain dangled right in front of y/n's face, the cold metal swinging and glinting from the moonlight peeking from the balcony double doors.
