Anime Oneshots

OiYama (Haikyuu!!)

Pairing: Oikawa and Yamaguchi
Rating: SMUT all my stories are turning into smut I'm so sorry
Word count: 1307
Summary: um, sex while Oikawa's getting, like, milked? I'm sorry it's a horrible kink but it's beautiful

"Really? You want to try this? It'd just be uncomfortable, and you'd pass out...I don't think it's a good idea, Oikawa." Yamaguchi sounded nervous.

"It's okay, I'll be okay, besides, it's hot." Oikawa said excitingly.

Yamaguchi carefully took off Oikawa's shirt and shorts, along with his boxers. Yamaguchi remained fully clothed, though. He went over to the closet and dug through it eagerly, searching for metal handcuffs.

He took out four of them and placed them to each bedpost. He secured them tightly on his wrists, knowing how Oikawa loved when marks were plastered on his body by his lover.

Yamaguchi licked his lips and kissed Oikawa passionately, adding a bit of tongue. Now, Yama may look like the submissive type, but in the bedroom, he's a beast. He knows a lot about sex, and kinks. Hours of study seems to pay off for the couple.

After a couple seconds, Oikawa was already moaning underneath him. Soon enough, he got bored and began to trail kisses down his lovers body, leaving bite marks, and love bites all over his creamy skin, ravishing him delicately.

He loved when he would toy with Oikawa until he was begging to be fucked, and their new idea would have Oikawa begging for him to stop, but Yamaguchi knew Oikawa would like this.

Similar to overstimulation, he was going to blow him or give him a hand job until Oikawa would have nothing left in him. It was a devious scheme, but things have to be done once in a while, right?

Yamaguchi teased Oikawa by licking up a streak along his member, going painfully slow. Then, he picked up his pace, deep throating Oikawa's member easily. He didn't have any trouble, though. He didn't have a gag reflex; that much Oikawa learned a while back.

Yamaguchi continued bobbing his head up and down, circling his tongue around the tip, lacing the pre cum that had formed there. Yamaguchi may look inexperienced, but when it came to blow jobs, he was a god. Oikawa loved getting deep throated by Yamaguchi, it was heaven for anyone who was willing.

Soon enough, Oikawa felt his orgasm creeping up on him, and he twitched a bit, than came inside Yamaguchi's mouth. Yamaguchi pretended he didn't notice and continued bobbing without stopping, he just swallowed.

Oikawa was a bit more sensitive after this. He moaned louder, thighs twitching in pleasure. He knew he would get more and more sensitive after this, though, and that thought aroused him so much. He loved to be overstimulated with pleasure. It made him know his place in the bedroom.

Yamaguchi continued working with his mouth, spreading Oikawa's thighs open more because he kept trying to close them, even with the bound ankles.

After a while, Oikawa orgasmed again. He threw his head back, and arched his back. His hands pulled against the restraints on his wrists. His toes curled and his eyes rolled back in his head. Tongue peaking out of his mouth a bit. Drool mixed with sweat made their way down his face. Along with tears of pleasure. And Oikawa loved it.

This same process happened for a while. Maybe an hour at the most. How many times had he made Oikawa come? 10? 20? 30 even? He lost count halfway. He wanted to honestly break Oikawa. He was hesitant at first, but now he was getting into the mood for this.

It was right for Oikawa to pick what he wanted to do.

"P-Please, Yamaguchi! No m-m-more...Hah!" Oikawa wasn't sure even if he wanted Yamaguchi to stop at this point.

"Only for a second my love~" Yama cooed inside Oikawa's ear.

Yamaguchi tore off his clothes, and grinded himself against limp noodle.

He used his saliva from when he sucked him off to use as lube. He placed himself on Oikawa's cock and slid down until he was at the base. He began to slowly grind his hips along Oikawa's length until he was moaning yet again.

Yama picked up his pace drastically, until he was pounding into himself, always hitting that one spot that made tears form in his eyes from all the pleasure.

Oikawa came yet again, shaking from all the ecstasy. Less came out than before and yet again, Yamaguchi didn't even hesitate to stop his sinful acts upon the poor boy. He was crying from the overstimulation. But he didn't want Yamaguchi to stop, much to his body's consent.

"P-Please! It's t-t-too much! Ahh!!" Oikawa cried out, coming to another orgasm.

Yamaguchi didn't feel anything come out, though. Maybe he was finished. But Yama certainly finished with him, at least.

Soon enough, Oikawa couldn't even concentrate anymore, his pathetic pleas came out as incoherent words which were heavily slurred. His voice was hoarse from all the moaning, so he could hardly even let out a simple whimper.

He honestly felt like he was having a long, extending orgasm. Maybe this is what they call a dry orgasm? Or was it just so blissful that he wasn't even having an orgasm? It didn't quite matter anymore, at least.

"Are you finished, love?" Yamaguchi said innocently, discarding the fact of what he was even doing now.

"Y-Yes!! I-I'm d-done, Ya-Yama..." He tried to sound not too desperate to avoid Yamaguchi continuing.

"I don't quite know...maybe a couple more times to see? Oh! How about 10 more times?" Yamaguchi sounded excited about it that it drove Oikawa wild.

10 more damn times. That was too much in Oikawa's book, he knew that much. He knew he couldn't last much longer, the ecstasy was building up and soon he'd probably start hyperventilating.

"N-No-" His cry for help was cut short when a certain mouth connected itself to his.

If it was one thing Yamaguchi knew how to do, it was to kiss. It was heaven for Oikawa.

He slipped his tongue inside Oikawa's mouth while he gasped for breath, but cut him short. He pounded Oikawa inside him, making him squirm. Yamaguchi's tongue explored every inch of Oikawa's hot cavern, hardly leaving a place undiscovered. Yamaguchi fought his tongue against Oikawa's, and of course he won. He bit Oikawa's tongue a bit, as well.

Their lips moved in sync until all the air of Yama's lungs were removed and he needed a breath. Oikawa gasped rapidly and searched for all the oxygen he could possibly find, which was almost all of it in his area.

Yamaguchi stared down at Oikawa, still rolling his hips. He looked so pathetic. All tied up with his handcuffs, various marks on his neck, hips, chest, thighs. Eyes rolled back in his head, drool tracing down his mouth. Lips red from the abuse from Yama.

Meanwhile, Oikawa looked up at Yamaguchi, who seemed to be happy with his motions. His eyes looked deadly; pupils dilated and that glint, that glint that always was in his eyes completely gone. Those shy chocolate eyes were now near black without any remorse or regret in them. They just screamed 'I'm the boss!' in Oikawa's face.

He had a bit of saliva going down the corner of his lip, which he licked away like a predator. Oikawa was actually scared for himself now. Yamaguchi's face scary, but so sexy at the same time.

The time came to where Oikawa began to breathe heavily, and hyperventilate from the pleasure to the point where he passed out fast.

Oikawa was totally out of juice. He was completely passed out asleep.

Too bad he couldn't stay for the next round...