Just a collection of smuts, fluffs, and angsts to satisfy y'all. But be warned, as there are quite a few kinky scenes in this book.
•Images are not mine, credit to the real owners.
•I do not own any characters or Haikyuu itself as they belong to Har...
"Yours?" I barely choked out. Mr. Tsukishima looked at me sideways. "It's pouring out there, Miss F/N, it's dark, and it's very dangerous to ride on wet roads." He said, barely holding back a smirk. I nodded and gulped. He placed his hand on my knee. "There's no need to be nervous. It's only for one night." He said softly. "A-are you sure it's no trouble?" I asked.
He looked at me sternly as we stopped at a light. "F/N. I'm sure." He said. I nodded and looked away. He didn't remove his hand for the rest of the night. He pulled into a large drive and I looked out of the window to be met with the sight of a stately home. We got out of the car and started walking towards the front doors.
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I said doors because they were heavy, wooden double doors. "T-this is your house?" I said incredulously. He looked back at me and smirked. "Nice, right?" He unlocked the doors and stepped aside letting me in first. The lights turned on gently, and lit up the whole room with a soft glow. It was huge.
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(Idk lol)
I looked around in awe for a good minute before I collected my jaw off the floor. I looked back at him to find him looking at me expectantly. "Do you...like it?" He asked apprehensively, slowly walking towards me. "Like it? It's beautiful." I said, still in disbelief. "And you got this from a teacher's salary?" I said, slightly suspicious.
"I did a few other jobs here and there. But let's not go into that." He said, dismissively. Now I was even more confused. "Let's get you a room." He said, ushering me up the stairs to a corridor of rooms. We went to the one near the end. "You can have the one next to mine." He opened the door and I gaped at the sight.
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"Is it good enough? I can get you-" I interrupted him. "Mr. Tsukishima, it's more than enough. Thank you." I smiled lightly at him. He stopped and stared at me for a while before reaching up to cup my cheek. I stared into his eyes, my own wide. My breathing hitched as the city lights lit up his beautiful face. His eyes were gentle and full of care.
He leaned in and stopped a few millimetres from my lips. He caught himself and whispered, "You're welcome, Miss F/N." And kissed my cheek, dangerously close to my lips. He leaned back and put on his ever-serious teacher face that never failed to make my knees weak. "If you need anything, I'll be in the room next to you."
He walked over to the door and opened it. Before he closed it, he stopped. "And if you ever want anything, don't be afraid to ask, F/N." He said. Something in his deep voice sent a shiver down my spine, and my core was suddenly lit on fire. He closed the door and I let out a breath that I had no idea I was holding in.
I walked over to the window and admired the beautiful city. Something about it put me at peace. I stood there for a while, thinking about the man that had my head in a spin. Mr. Tsukishima. The feelings he was giving me were so foreign, yet exhilarating, knowing that he was so much older than me. It gave me a sense of thrill and mystery. But those feelings were illegal.
Nothing would ever have been able to happen between us, which was what broke my heart most. I looked over to the wardrobe and opened the doors. It was full of men's clothes, presumably Mr. Kim's. I searched in one of the lower compartments and found T-shirts, too large for me, but perfect to sleep in.
They came up to my mid-thigh, so I simply wore my panties underneath. I went over to the connected bathroom and found a spare toothbrush and paste so I brushed my teeth, and washed my face clean. Since there was nothing else for me to do, I patted my face dry and tried to sleep. That didn't work.
I scrolled through my phone and replied to a few texts from mostly Kageyama and Hinata, telling them that they couldn't come over because I was busy. They dismally understood, and I promised to take them out on the weekend.
After I got tired of my phone I felt immensely thirsty, so I tiptoed down the long corridor, down the stairs, and somehow managed to find the kitchen in the maze of rooms. I got a glass from a cupboard and filled it with water, sipping from it and looking outside a window. I finished and washed the cup, not wanting to leave any mess.
I turned around to find a slightly dishevelled Mr. Tsukishima, wearing nothing but grey sweatpants, leaning on the doorframe, watching me. I shrieked and almost dropped the cup. Luckily I caught it, dried it, and put it back. "Is that my T-shirt?" He asked, his expression unreadable. It looked angry if anything. He studied me, his gaze going back to my bare legs.
Suddenly, I felt very self-conscious, and pulled the hem of the T-shirt down, trying to have some decency. "I-uh didn't have anything else to change into." I started to get a little overwhelmed. He walked over to me slowly, and placed his hands on the counter behind me, boxing me in. He placed his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent.
My heart raced and my breathing became uneven. "M-Mr. Tsukishima, we can't." I whispered. "Can't what?" He practically groaned into my neck, sending vibrations down my body. I could almost feel his lips on my neck now, his hot breath trailing down my neck slowly. "You're just so tempting, Miss F/N."
He gripped my waist and pushed me even further against the counter, pressing his body close to mine. "I find myself in such an dangerous position, having such lewd thoughts about one of my students." He finally kissed my neck with his thick lips gently and I sighed, feeling a familiar aching throb at my core. "Mr-K-Kei-ah!"
I whimpered as he bit at my neck unexpectedly. "You sound even more desirable than my dreams. Show me more." He growled into my neck. "B-but you're my teacher." He leaned back from my neck and looked into my eyes with such intensity that I stumbled. They were full of pent up lust and desire. I gulped and he leaned ever so close to my lips.
"Doesn't that just make it all the more thrilling?" He asked, before smashing his plump lips into mine.
