Tsukishima head turns fractionally towards you, his eyes darkest slate. You bite your lip.
“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at you, pushing you against the wall of the elevator. Before you know it, he’s got both of your hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above your head, and he’s pinning you to the wall using his hips.
His other hand grabs your ponytail and yanks down, bringing your face up and forcefully kissed you. It’s only just not painful. You moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring your mouth. You have never been kissed like this and yet you keep wanting more.
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HaikyuSmuttSeries: Tsukishima Kei
FanfictionJust Tsukishima Kei and Y/N Smut interactions :)