makurakotoba | horrible bdsm au

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horrible bdsm au | I'm going to hell

[There are some things you can only learn by closely watching other people.

After the last time Tobio asked Oikawa to teach him how to do the jump serve he had resigned himself to watch Oikawa's every movement to try and pick up the move that way instead of aproaching him again. Even if he hadn't felt particularly thrown off by the threat of physical harm, Iwaizumi had told him it would be best to keep his distance. And listening to Iwaizumi could never do anyone any harm.

After practice, when the gym is empty and he's the only one left, he recalls Oikawa's legs and the way his muscles moved. Recalls the arch of his body as he jumps. Recalls the way his hand moves to the perfect spot to spike the ball across the net and back onto the court before his opponent even realizes what happened.

He works until his own jump serve is a crude aproximation and then goes on to finetune it for hours every single day, and for a while it works.

But one night he can't sleep, alone in the dark or his bedroom, and recalls Oikawa's legs and imagines how they would look wrapped around him. Recalls the arch of his body and wonders what it would feel like pressed alongside his own. Recalls the way his hand moves and shivers at the thought of it sliding over his body and replacing his own hand on his dick.

He gets into the habit of masturbating to thoughts and memories of his captain to wind down at the end of the day, and for a while it works.

More and more often he finds observation and imagination overlapping, sitting on the sidelines as Oikawa practices his jump serves Tobio has to draw his knees up to hide his hard-on from the rest of the team while he bites his lip to focus himself back on the game. Once or twice he even has to excuse himself from practice to fix his problem in the bathroom because he can't make it go away through sheer willpower. And that's when it becomes a problem.

He could deal with it if it didn't interfere with volleyball but it does and refuses to miss practice over something so stupid. A sensible person would find a solution on their own, or else talk to someone who can be trusted.

No one has ever accused Tobio of being sensible.

The only way he knows how to solve a problem is with blunt force and head on. Which brings him to approach Oikawa after practice.

Oikawa-san...

[If he can figure out how to phrase his problem that is.]

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[Turning pink! And hugging tighter because he doesn't want Kageyama to see him turning pink.]

What makes you think you'd be able to make me feel good, Tobio-chan?

[Well if Oikawa didn't notice his boner before he sure does now, it's kind of hard to ignore when they're pressed together like that.

Speaking of which. Is that a perfectly average sized dick in your pocket or are you happy to see him, Oikawa?]

I don't know, but I want to try.

[He is.... yes. Maybe a little excited. He's still not entirely used to hormones either so there was no chance of him keeping that down when faced with another boy's boner.]

What makes you think I'd let you?

[dontmentionhisbonerdontmentionhisbonerdontmentionhisboner]

Because I like you. [Well, that didn't work before so...] And I asked you to let me.

You keep saying that...

[If he says it much more, Oikawa might begin to start to believe him.]

But I don't know that I want to do what you say, Tobio-chan.

What do you want to do then?

[He'd apreciate if the answer was either "kiss you some more" or "you".]

[Those answers are actually pretty high on his ideal things to do, but that's not what he's going to say. Or do.

Because what he's going to do is bring his fist back, then slam it into Kageyama's gut.]

[That wasn't what he expected, that wasn't what he expected at all.

It catches him off guard enough that it knocks the wind out of him completely. He gasps as he doubles over, his fist clenched in Oikawa's shirt to stay upright.]

[Oh gross! Why is he clinging to him? Shouldn't Kageyama be going away now?

But, if he's just going to - what? Lie there? - then Oikawa's at least going to grab his wrist so he doesn't stretch his shirt.]

Do you still like me, Tobio-chan?

[He wheezes, not really able to answer that just yet.

Oikawa's fingers around his wrist are a little tight for comfort but after that punch it almost feels tender.]

[Oikawa kind of does want to kiss him now. Whether it's because Kageyama isn't answering his question, or because it's a replacement for punching again, he doesn't know, but that's definitely what he wants to do.

He squeezes Kageyama's wrist to more than tight for a moment, before releasing it entirely and standing up as straight as he can.]

Is there a reason Tobio-chan is keeping me waiting?

[When Oikawa releases his wrist Tobio's knees give out on him. Like Oikawa was the only thing keeping him on his feet. He sinks to his knees in front of the senpai he just confessed to, hand still loosely tangled in his shirt.]

I do. [His voice is a little shaky but sure.]

[Kageyama's reply startles him enough that he takes a step back. He punched him, and he's still claiming that this is something that he wants, that Oikawa is something he wants.]

You're disgusting. [Anyone who wants him must be disgusting. Oikawa grabs the back of Kageyama's shirt and hauls him up, as well as he can, to try and look Kageyama in the eye.] Who would have thought Tobio-chan was so gross.

Sorry.

[Because what else is there to say in a situation like this? It's not how he planned his confession to go, but here he is now. Hauled back to his feet and barely keeping his balance and trying to face his senpai properly.]

[Looking into his eyes, which never seem to contain as much information as they should, Oikawa's torn.

On one hand, he wants to hit him again, on he other, he did that already, so it would be predictable. He takes the other option, forcing his lips against Kageyama's hard enough to bruise.]

[Tobio kind of assumed that that punch would have been the rest of it, but if there's one person who can always surprise him it's Oikawa.

He's done waiting, if this is going to be his last chance of kissing him he'll make it count. So he opens his mouth against the crushing force of Oikawa's to bite at his bottom lip.]

[Kageyama's movement startles him - wasn't he supposed to be all slack and stupid from the punch? - and he gasps, lips parting but pressing forward again, tilting his head and sliding his tongue into Kageyama's mouth. That is what the boy wants, right?]

[Even he can't be slack and stupid when he's getting what he wants. He sucks on Oikawa's tongue before pushing it back to it's own mouth and following with his own tongue. It's messy, and loud, but who can blame him? This is, technically, still sort of his first kiss.]

[Please don't remind Oikawa of that. He doesn't want this to be Kageyama's first kiss. He doesn't want this to be Kageyama's any kiss, really. Except that it feels nice and he's enjoying it and he wants to taste all of him, and in total opposite to that, he kind of wants to throw up to get the taste out. He suppresses that. And focuses on winning this kiss. Because he will.]

[Tobio is not going down without a fight. He brings up his hands to hold Oikawa's face and move him this way and that way to make kissing him easier.]

[Oikawa wouldn't have it any other way, even if his cheeks are getting squished. Even breathing heavily through his nose he's loath to stop to get more air, preferring to grip Kageyama's wrist and pull it away from his face so at least he can tilt his head properly.]

[Oikawa's grip hurts, but Tobio still moans into his open mouth at the contact. Something tells him that this isn't how his first love was supposed to go, that usually things are nicer. Softer. But he fell in love with Oikawa instead, and he'll take anything that comes with that.]

[Just don't tell him that, he can't have Kageyama in love with him, that would be too much. He can barely handle that he likes him.

Kageyama's moan makes Oikawa's heart skip a beat because it's too close and too real and the first time that anyone has done that to him - because of him. He almost feels like crying, but he swallows it down and cards his fingers through Kageyama's hair gripping the back of it and holding him steady as their lips move together.]

[He'll save that for later. Even Tobio realizes that would probably make Oikawa stop right now, and that's about the opposite of what he wants.

His moan turns rough with Oikawa pullins his hair like that and he moves with him, leaving his neck exposed to Oikawa.]

[Well, that is certainly tempting, and he goes for it, ignoring the niggling thought that this is a trap. There is no way a neck is a trap. How could that possibly be a trap. He pauses on his way to sucking Kageyama's neck to kiss the turn of Kageyama's jaw and the spot under his ear, and then starts working on giving Kageyama a hickey. He's being rough and careless, but that's fine. He doesn't want to be careful with Kageyama.]

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I have no decent "punched in the gut" icons

this one's pretty close, though more "turtle biting my junk"

I think that should be a more pained face

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