Spicy Oikawa Tooru x Reader

Strip Poker

WARNINGS: strip poker, semi-public (not really, his friends are just there),

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you and tooru invite his old teammates over every week on saturdays to hang out and drink like the mature, responsible, adults you are. 

12 shots later, yahaba is literally passed out in kyoutanis lap, watari is giggling and scrolling through tiktok on his phone in the corner, kunimi is in the bathroom hunched over the toilet with kindaichi trying to sooth him. like mature, responsible, adults. 

"we should play strip poker!" hanamaki always says things like this, last time it was dare or drink. tooru actually agreed to this one- he never does that, "it'll be fun, cmon!" you sigh and sit next to him on the floor. kyoutani shoots a disgusted look at your small group of tooru, yourself, hanamaki, and mattsukawa, "no way. i'm taking shigeru home." he then proceeds to lift yahaba like he weighs nothing and shuffle out the door. mattsun pouts, "party pooper." 

watari looks up from his phone and noticed his friends absence, "imma go too! byyyyyeeeee," he slips on his shoes and nearly trips out the door. tooru hums from next to you, "can you go get the cards babe?" you nod and get up to head over to your little closet that connects to the hallway, pulling out the deck of cards you keep in there. you come back and see that mattsun, makki, tooru, kindaichi and kunimi have created a circle on the floor around your coffee table. they left a spot for you between tooru and kindaichi so you sit down, taking the cards out the little case and shuffling them up before setting them on the table, "i got them, i'm not dealing." 

kunimi huffs and takes the deck, dealing out the cards. you take a peek at your cards and smile, two aces right off the bat. you've always had exceptional luck in games like this, tooru calls you a cheater. you hear a small sigh of annoyance from next to you and you glance at kindaichi, he's frowning slightly. 

you win that hand so everyone else has to take off one article of clothing. kunimi, being the smart guy he is, unclips one of his butterfly hair clips. kindaichi, makki, and tooru lose a sock each. mattsun takes off his already way-too-loose tie. you sit there with a smile.

kindaichi wins the next round. kunimi loses the other hair clip. makki and tooru lose their other sock. mattsun takes off his engagement ring (makki gasps dramatically, "are you saying you don't love me anymore!?"). you slip your hair out of its half bun and set the scrunchie on the table. tooru eyes you from the side and you look at him curiously. he huffs, "that shouldn't be allowed."

"kunimi did it. twice. you just want me naked." you lean over to kiss the tip of his nose. he gives you a small smile, "you have no proof." 

you win the next round and the round after that. kunimi loses both socks, kindaichi loses his second sock and his belt. makki loses his engagement ring ("it's only fair") and his rainbow bead bracelet that his niece gave him. mattsun takes off both his socks. tooru takes off his belt and removes his signature hair tie from around his wrist, (mattsun giggles, "i didn't know that came off!" (tooru flicks his forehead)). 

now kunimi is left in his shirt and boxers, kindaichi in just his boxers. mattsun is in his boxers and makki is completely naked with a pillow over his crotch (he has been for a whole round, he's just watching). tooru is left in his sweatpants and boxers. you, being you, have on your shorts, panties, bra, and shirt. you had shed off both your socks, your necklace, the other scrunchie you keep on your wrist, and the simple golden bracelet you wear all the time. tooru called you a cheater. 

mattsun sighs and pulls his pants back on, "makki, clothes. we're gonna go to bed. i'm tired." makki pulls his boxers back on and follows mattsun to the guest bedroom that's basically their room. kunimi slumps down on kindaichis shoulder and starts snoring. kindaichi looks to you sheepishly, "can we crash on your couch? i'm not strong enough to carry this idiot home." you smile and say sure, it is already 3 am. tooru yawns and grabs your hand, "we'll be going off to bed now too." the glint in his eye tells you otherwise but you don't say anything, dutifully following tooru to your bedroom. 

once the door shuts its, "what the fuck was that?" 

"was what?" you innocently glance over at him, making your way to the closet to pull out your pajamas. 

"you kept fucking winning! you were obviously cheating!"

"i was not. keep your voice down we have guests. i'm just good at poker."

"you're a good cheater, that's what. i agreed to this game so i could see you naked! and yet you're still fully clothed!" he plops onto the bed with a frustrated huff, crossing his arms over his chest. 

you roll your eyes at him and pull off your shirt, abandoning your pajamas at your wardrobe and moving over to him. you slide into his lap, straddling his hips and reach behind yourself to unhook your bra. you drop the piece of clothing to the side and hum, "here. this is what you wanted to see right? now you're seeing." 

he reaches out to touch you but you smack his hand away, "no. you wouldn't get to touch out there so you don't get to touch here." he whines and glares up at you. you roll your eyes and get up from his lap, stripping off your shorts and panties. you stretch your arms up, satisfied at the small pop of your back. you decided to forgo pajamas and you slip into the bed how you are, naked. you hear clothing rustle and then feel the bed dip, toorus warmth invading your area, "but we're not out there anymore. i can do whatever i want in here." 

"our friends are literally in the rooms next to us." 

"then be quiet," the cover is ripped away from your body and you shiver from the cold air. he's on top of you, kissing from your jaw down to your neck, to your chest, to your stomach, to your hips. you gasp softly as he presses a delicate kiss right over your clit, "tooru cmon- our friends?" 

"be quiet." he trails a finger around your entrance and you quiver under his touch. he slides a finger into you painfully slowly. you try to push your hips back but he just bites your thigh in warning. he's got two fingers in you, scissoring them and sliding his tongue over your clit. you bite into your arm to muffle any sounds, not wanting anyone to hear.  he hums and moves his tongue to your entrance. he pressed the flat of your tongue against your hole before shoving it inside you. you tense up and let out a moan that's too loud for your liking, he still has two fingers inside you, "t-tooru please- they'll h-hear!" 

he glances up at you before pressing his tongue against that spot inside you and you cry out, barely remembering to cover your mouth. you hear a floorboard creek and you push at toorus shoulder with your other hand, "cmon- tooru- please!" he just moves his other hand to press his thumb against your clit, rubbing small circles over it. 

you arch your back and moan into your hand, trying to stop all your noises. you're sweating from the effort of being quiet and he just doesn't care. you're shaking and begging him to think about your friends. you curl a hand in his hair and tug, trying to get him to move away from you. he just hums and thrusts his tongue in and out of you. 

he flicks his tongue against that spot again and you're tightening around his tongue, grinding your hips back to ride out your orgasm, moaning too loud. tooru pulls away from you, finally, and lays next to you, asking, "you taste good, did you know that?" 

breathless, you answer, "you only tell me every time you do that."

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the next morning makki stares at you, mattsun smiles knowingly and kunimi deadpans, "did you have to be so loud? some of us were trying to sleep." you turn lobster-red and smack tooru (who's laughing).