Haikyuu Smuts

Bokuto

Bokuto had been gone for ages for his job, he was constantly at work attempting to get better, but it ended up making his life worse. You were always at home by yourself at night, waiting up for him to get home and to just cuddle you to sleep, but when it hit 2 am you would get a message saying he was crashing at someone else's house, one time you ended up throwing your phone around in anger as it hit 4am. You loved him so much you stayed up for him on a work night just to get no sleep and to start dropping on and off in a meeting that you were presenting.

By the end of it you stopped waiting, it probably been weeks since you had last seen your boyfriend and now you were giving up, not just waiting for him, but on your relationship. You knew how important volleyball was to him, but he had no excuse to ignore you every chance he got and to go to someone else's home, when the two of you share an apartment, which you were now paying because he was never home. One of his games was coming up and you didn't bother going, there was no point, if he's going to treat you like shit then you're doing the same back.

You laid in bed alone for what seemed like the 50th time until you heard the door open. You quickly brought out a bat you hid under your bed and waited for the intruder to walk into the room. You turned and swung the bat and hit the intruder which turned out to be you know who. You groaned and mumbled some bad words before going back to bed. "What was that for?" He grunted, getting up and rubbing his throbbing shoulder.

"I thought you were an intruder." You snapped, chucking the bat under the bed.
"What! The door was locked, how would I have gotten in if I didn't have the keys?" He questioned throwing his bag to the side.
"You could have given your keys to someone else for them to come in and kill me." You answered back, getting back into bed and under the warm covers.
"Why would I do that?" He asked, shocked by your accusations.
"Because you want to get rid of me." You muttered, shoving your head under the pillow.

"No I don't! And where were you, you weren't at the game." He grumbled walking over to the bed and laying down beside you, trying to cuddle you but you kept squirming away.
"Well I thought it wasn't important so I stayed here." You countered and a frown crossed Bokuto's face.
"Why isn't it important?" He asked, his emotional side slipping through his voice.
"Because I'm busy."
"That's barely an excuse."

"So you don't have an excuse for never coming home." You spat, sitting up finally after almost falling off the bed.
"What?"
"I'm always here. Waiting for you to get home but you're never here, I had nights where I couldn't even sleep because I heard nothing from you, I almost got fired and our rent has been put up so now I'm paying it, so I take extra fucking shifts whilst you slave away at volleyball the one thing you've been doing your whole fucking life. So what's your excuse for never being here? Oh you've been staying at your friends house, good at least I don't have to see your face no more." You snapped, tears of frustration gathering in your eyes. Bokuto stopped and his face fell into shame.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, pulling your body towards his as he placed a gentle kiss to your head, but you pushed him away just as quickly.
"That's bullshit." You cried, getting back into bed and shuffling as far as you could away from him. Bokuto sighed and stripped off his clothes, sliding into bed beside you.

He looked towards you with a sigh before shuffling towards your body, spooning you. As much as you wanted to push him away you missed his touch, you had been touch starved for too long. Bokuto kissed your sensitive neck and travelled through up to your jaw. You turned around and met his lips, your hands travelled to his face as you kissed him, it was pure heaven from him being away for too long.

You shuffled closer and wrapped your legs around his waist, bringing his body right against yours. Bokuto slowly moved himself so he was above you, his body was situated between your legs and he would grind down creating friction against your clit. You let out a whispery moan and kissed him more.

"M-ore." You moaned, your voice stopping as your clit was hit by his hardened dick in a good position. Bokuto parted and kissed your shorts before pulling them all the way down leaving you waist down naked. He rubbed your clit with his thumb and watched as your legs twitched with pleasure. He kissed your abdomen before resting his tongue against your clit, you whined due to your sensitivity and you ground your hips against his tongue.

"Sit on my face." Bokuto muttered, sending shivers up your spine. You quickly threw him to the bed and shuffled up his body and straddled his head. You lowered your hips and jolted forward when his hot tongue immediately swept your entrance. You held onto the bed and tried to control yourself. Bokuto rested his hands on your thighs keeping you in place as he dipped his tongue into your entrance.

You moaned loudly and jutted your hips, feeling the unfamiliar clenching at your abdomen. Bokuto worked his tongue against your wetness and made you cum easily. You almost collapsed but was able to remove yourself from on top of his face. You leaned against the headboard, breathing heavily.

You were suddenly yanked down and Bokuto was above you again. He kissed you gently and you could practically taste your arousal still on his lips. He pulled off your shirt and got naked himself. He held your legs and shoved himself into you, a grunt escaped his lips and he snapped his hips against yours. You moaned at the stretch of his dick and raked your nails down his back.

He thrusted into you at a regular, fast pace and leaned his body over yours, he brought his head down swiftly and took one of your nipples in your mouth whilst his thumb was rubbing over the other one. He removed his hand when he noticed you were about to cum. He rubbed your clit in circles and drew you quickly to your orgasm. 

You moaned and whined loudly, probably letting the neighbours on both sides hear due to the constant bashing of the bed against the wall. You wrapped your legs around his hips keeping him in place as he came as well. Your tight walls milking his dick practically.

He collapsed against your body and kept his head in your shoulder, he pressed little chaste kisses around your collarbone before he removed himself from you.
"I'm sorry." He repeated again, letting you cuddle into his body.
"You better be." You snapped back falling asleep against his sweaty self.