Haikyuu - Second Best Choice (Iwaizumi x Female Reader)

Chapter Twenty-Seven - The First Boy I Ever Loved

Y/N's POV

"Then you close it," I dare, but he doesn't turn back, instead he comes down to meet my eyes, hands on his knees, ready to come up with some lame excuse

"A-"

"You're pretty, Hajime," I cut him off as the thought leaves my head.

His cheeks immediately turn a shade of intense red.

"You've said that before," He attempts to act as if the comment didn't affect him, but I know it did by the way his words tremble a bit.

"Because I still think it's true," I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer, kissing his jaw and slowly bringing my lips down to his neck. I suck lightly on his Adam's apple, flicking my tongue against his salty skin. An involuntary grunt escapes his lips making me smile.

"We don't have to..."

"Do you not want to?" I pull back to look him in the eyes as I try ro find any hints of any form of lying. Bad habits I picked up from spending so much time with Yuji.

"I mean, I do," His response feels more like a question. Unaware of what he wants.

Typical men.

"Then tell me to stop," I tease and make a trail of kisses from his forehead down to his lips. My hands wander the edges of his volleyball shorts. Before my hands can slip under the elastic band, he places his hands over them and removes him.

My eyes open wide, surprised he actually stopped me. I don't think I've ever been rejected, and much less twice in a row. However, when I meet his eyes, it doesn't look like this is a stop, but a change in power. His hand moves to my neck and forces my face to tilt up for him to have a clear view of it. He devilishly smiles. The Iwaizumi I know slowly being replaced as his eyes become dark.

He leans forward and with his left hand, lightly pushes me backwards. My hands hit the boxes below me, keeping my back from hitting them. His face is centimeters away from me with one arm besides me, his hand resting above mine, fingers between mine. The small skin to skin contact is enough to make my heart start racing.

His free hand rests on my knee. It's warm and rough, the light friction as his calloused fingers travel slowly up my leg shoot electricity through my body. My legs twitch involuntarily at the thought of what comes next.

"I would never tell you to stop, Kyotani," His lips brush against my cheek as he speaks, leaving behind a humid spot on my skin.

I feel the light touch of his fingertips over my underwear. He passes his hand up and down, only caressing me through the cotton.

"Mmm," I exhale in anticipation.

His finger wraps around my undergarment- his knuckles touching my bare pussy -and pulls it to the side. He slips one finger between my folds, only to get his finger wet and spread it across my whole vagina, lubricating my clitoris where his thumb stops.

"Come on, Iwa-Kun, stop teasing," I move my hips closer to him.

"Stop being so impatient."

"Then stop playing."

As soon as I say that, his thumb begins to draw circles around my clit- slow and steady.

I grab his neck and pull him closer to me, not to kiss him, only to feel him close to me and know he is actually here. Of course he is though, he has his finger in between my legs. Still, I hold on to him as his head lays on my chest, the dampness of his lips against my neck as he sucks and swirls his tongue on my skin. The burning sensation on my skin grows, as love marks begin to form.