F/n shivered at the feeling of his familiar huge hands trailing up her skirt. Kuroo wasted no time in shoving her underwear to the side, tracing his long fingers along her clit making her gasp."You're wet." He spoke, his hot breath tickling her neck.
Her hand grips the front of his shirt as he spoke. Another gasp escaped from her lips when he slipped a finger into her, and a mewl followed right after when a second digit was added; he made a scissoring motion to spread her tight hole.
"K-Kuroo... w-we can't do this!" He ignored her plea and begins to lick her shoulder and upwards to her neck. "I can't do this to Tooru..."
He chuckled before smirking because of how her walls clenched around his fingers, he added a third finger and slowly strokes her inner walls. F/n's back arched when he curled his fingers.
He remembered all her sweet spots, where she likes being touched and what positions she loves. He remembers them all.
"We'll make it quick."
All three fingers were pulled out all at once, F/n was left whimpering at the emptiness, seeing Kuroo suck her juices that coated his fingers was enough to make her body weak.
"Bend over."
"N-No!"
"You've become disobedient."
He roughly grabs her hands and forcefully place them on the edges of the porcelain sink, tugging up the waistband of her skirt and pushing her waist towards him. There was unbuckling and shuffling noises from behind her as Kuroo undid his belt, following a zipper being undone. There was a small crinkling noise, probably the condom. He surely came prepared.
"K-Kuroo, please! W-We can't—"
Once again, he ignored her plea and slammed his manhood inside of her. She felt the pressure of him stretch her walls completely. And like so, he could also feel the tightness of her walls desperately trying to get used to his girth.
"S-Stop—ah!"
She felt his fingers run through her hair before grabbing a chunk and roughly pulled back.
"I miss your pleads. The image of your body was fading... I needed to replenish it." He traces his fingers on her neck and gently grabs her jaw.
"K-Kuroo..."
His other hand rested on her waist, his thumb rubbing circles onto her skin. F/n eyed the way his tongue slips out to lick his lips, looking ready to devour the meal in front of him.
Kuroo pulled out until only the tip of his rod was inside before slamming all the way back in.
He started with a quick and rough pace. Lewd noises, soft mewls and low groans filled the small space. He shoved himself deeper each time, spreading her passage wider to make way for him.
It felt like he could impregnate her if he really wanted... well, he wanted to. But there was a part of him that couldn't and another thing was that a condom was stopping his thoughts before it becomes reality.
"You're being too loud. Oikawa will hear you."
"P-Please... stop..."
He smirked in response, fingers now unclasping her bra to fondle with her breast under her shirt.
She felt a knot forming on her abdomen, probably about to snap.
"W-Wait! I-I don't want to cum!"
"Hmm? You're body's saying otherwise."
She could feel the grin on his face, a shiver runs down her spine when he licks the back of her ear.
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Who Will It Be [Various x Reader]
RomanceWARNING: Include mature contexts! You love somebody else, you don't love him and he doesn't love you. No matter how hard you try to avoid and resist his urges, eventually you'll give in. They both want something from you, but it's not that simple.. ...