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Warning smut! (You have been warned, read it at your own risk)
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(Y/n) was smiling brightly as she was walking inside the big gymnasium. She looked around for an empty seat and sat down. "Yosha.," she mumbled and looked around, she was trying to find her boyfriend. She was looking around until her eyes met his, there he is, smiling at her. (Y/n) waved at him as the match started.
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"Ushijima!" His teammate shouted at him as he tosses the ball to him. Ushijima ran and jumped, spiking the with his left hand. The ball hit the ground, echoing the whole gymnasium. The referee blew the whistle announcing the winner.
Team Ushijima won.
Everyone including (Y/n) stood up from their seats and cheered, clapping their hands loudly for them. (Y/n) was looking at Ushijima with a bright smile as she was proud of him.
They are taking a break as (Y/n) was making her way toward them. While walking, someone stopped her. "Hey cutie, are you alone?" A guy said, leaning closer to her as (Y/n) was stepping back. Ushijima was looking around him as he was trying to find his girl. He was finding her until he saw a guy flirting with his girl.
He clenched his fist as his head start to boil. He came to him and pushed him away from his girl. "Ey bro, what are you doing?" The guy asked him, annoyed. "Excuse me but can you go to hell? She's mine" Ushijima said angrily, his jealousy was taking over him. "Tch.." The guy rolled his eyes and left.
Ushijima looked over her "Waka..?" She was about to say something when he pulled her by her wrist and took her somewhere. Ushijima pushed her inside the bathroom and looked at her "Waka, what are you doing?" (Y/n) was confused.
He didn't answer her and pressed his lips on hers. Their lips moved in sync, the rhythm was continuous and passionate. It was a rough kiss, his jealousy was taking all over him. He didn't want anyone to touch her or be near her. He wanted her to be all his and only his.
He groaned, opening his mouth even more over hers. His tongue swept in, exploring her, and there were no more words. She grabbed ahold of his neck and began to lift. He bent, caught her under her legs, and lifted her the rest of the way. He held her, suspended in the air, and pressed her back against the door. They continued to kiss. She doesn't think she'd ever get tired of his kisses.
His lips. His mouth. How he used his tongue.
(Y/n) melted even more, and he shifted her closer against him, stepping back from the door. His hand left her leg for a second. The sound of a lock barely registered in the back of her head, and then he let her sit down on the toilet as he kneeled on his knees and kissed her.
His hand slowly moved down to her clothes and slowly took it all off while kissing her deeply. His hands moved down to her panties and took it off as well.
She's all naked in front of him.
Then his hand moved between her legs, and he pushed a finger inside. (Y/n) stopped kissing, just a moment, and arched her back. She bared her neck to him, and he groaned, his mouth falling there and tasting her.
A second finger moved in.
He paused. One second, then he began moving in and out. He was building up a rhythm. She could only hold on as he assaulted her there, and then her neck with his mouth, her chest, her breast, her other breast. He moved down her stomach, still working his fingers, and she was riding them. (Y/n) was clenching, her head thrown back, and she was trying not to scream or moan since they are in the public bathroom.
He lowered his lips, resting right over where his fingers were thrusting. "(Y/n)." A soft beckon from him. She looked down, saw the wicked grin, and widened her eyes. What was—he pulled his fingers out and kissed her there. His tongue slid inside, and her entire body clenched over the sensations.
God. His tongue was moving in and out. He was circling her, sliding back in, and he continued. Her lungs were being constricted. She wanted to reach down, grab his head, and move against him.
The need was so powerful, she grabbed fistfuls of handrail next to her. She held on, forcibly holding herself back. "Waka." (Y/n) was panting.
The pressure was building. She was nearing a climax, and she didn't know if I could handle it. He was making her hurl over it before she was ready. He wouldn't slow down. His tongue kept working, and then he began rubbing at her nub, and that was it. It was like her body crashed over the edge, and the tremors took over, wracking her body.
Ushijima lifted his head, but his fingers went back in her. They were slow and tender. He was helping ease the shaking, and she reached down, grasped his wrist, but she didn't stop him. Their eyes caught and held, their faces were so close.
She never had a guy do that to her, and it made her feel as if she were stripped and bare to him. (Y/n) never felt naked to him, even when her clothes were off, but she felt raw right now.
His eyebrows dipped together briefly. "Are you okay?"
Her air was still stuck in her throat, so she nodded. "Yeah." She swallowed. "I've never had someone do that before." A tenderness came over him again, and his grin softened. "You haven't?" His fingers slid out of her, and a warm glow spread over her body. It washed down her spine, through every arm and leg, even down to her toes and fingers. (Y/n) was tingling, like an out-of-body experience just happened.
"This is not the end, yet" Ushijima smirked as he licked his fingers. "We will continue this at home," He said and lifted her and let her sit down on his lap, and hugged her. "You're mine and only mine" He spoke again.
"You were jealous?" (Y/n) softly spoke, she was still naked. "Yeah, the jealousy took over me, sorry if I was rough" He apologized to her as he snuggled in her neck. "It's okay," She said and patted his head.
"My next match is starting soon, I will help you to dress up" He smirked. "What? No no, it's okay-" she tried to deny his offer but it was too late. He dressed her up while kissing her.
"(Y/n), you're mine. I won't allow anyone to touch you or flirt with you. If they do, I will beat them up" -Ushijima Wakatoshi.(quote by @JUMINSSHII)
