Haikyuu!! One Shots

She's So Nice 2 (NSFWHanamki x Fem!Reader)

whats up cool cats and kittens, carol baskin here :P 

lol okay, someone said I should do a NSFW hanamaki part 2 to shes so nice so here ya go. it's going to be mega short in comparison because I am not good at lemons lol. enjoy horndogs (I've just finished writing this and its over 5000 words. short my ass)

uh, also this is pretty kinky? I guess? idk you top him for a little bit and you're gunna come out bruised so just,,, skip over those parts you won't like lol I have been pretty horny these past few days so im projecting sorry and I didn't wanna write another boring lemon even though I suck at it. 

whoops, not even halfway thru writing this and I'm already at 2k words. i feel so sinful im so so sorry but we need more dominating women up in this bitch

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You couldn't help but moan at the attention Hanamaki was giving your breasts. The way his tongue worked in tandem with his fingers over your nipples was blissful. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the lack of sex you'd been having but you felt hypersensitive to his every touch and arched into his every movement.

One of your hands gripped the bedsheets as you let a breathy gasp escape from your lips. Hanamaki revelled in the way you tensed and wriggled beneath him; you were like putty in his hands. He pulled himself away from your chest and brought his face to hover just above yours.

Your (e/c) eyes met his and you couldn't help the smile that slipped over your lips. He smiled back, a full, happy smile before giving you a short and sweet kiss.

"I think you're a little overdressed for this, Makki." you stated quietly, your breath fanning over his lips softly.

He smirked and sat back on his heels and you leaned up with him. A roll of your eyes soon followed as he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Fine." you drawled out, reaching your hands out to grasp the bottom of his shirt before you began to pull it up.

It took some work as you were both still very drunk but you didn't mind. You revelled in all the time you got to spend with him, and if fumbling with a t-shirt kept you awake with him for longer, who were you to complain?

Hanamaki tossed his shirt without a care and turned back to look at you, not missing the way your eyes studied his torso.

"Enjoying the view?" he jibed and you flushed before looking away.

Who could blame you for staring? His years of volleyball had done him well and, even five years after leaving high school he still took it upon himself to work out and play for a municipal volleyball team between his work as a journalist. With this in mind, you couldn't help but wonder how much stamina he had.

"S-shut up! Just...just take off your pants too." you grumbled and he snorted at your response before letting out a drunken 'yes'.

As Hanamaki stood off the bed to wrestle with his pants, you rolled over to one of the draws in your bedside table, fumbling with the contents before your fingers grasped a familiar bottle. Popping it on top of the drawers, Hanamaki crawled back up to you on the bed. You looked over at him and watched him raise a brow in the direction of the bottle.

"Tingly lube? And no condoms?" his voice had a humourous lilt to it as he slurred out his words before his dark eyes turned to look at you.

You nodded, fiddling with your fingers slightly as you sat up against your headrest. "I've got the, uh...the fucking implant so yanno, spill your seed or whatever." you mumbled, a mischievous smile on your face. "And I'm pretty sure you're a virgin, and I'm all checked so no need to worry for anything." you stated with a grin.