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“Colour?”
“Green-“ you choked out, Suna’s hand giving a painful smack against your ass.
“Count. If you stop, we’re starting over.”
“Okay...” you said with a shaky breath. “One.”
He nodded, lifting his hand far in the air and giving you another hard smack.
You jolted forward at the pain, his opposite arm pinning you down into his lap. He was sitting straight up on the couch, with you lying on your stomach over his knees. The perfect position for a spanking.
“Two!” You cried.
“You sure liked being around all of those guys tonight, didn’t you?” He mumbled, giving you another smack.
“Three... no, Rin- I-“
“So all of that flirting with Bokuto, Atsumu, Sakusa... hell, even our trainer Iwaizumi? I was just imagining that?” He asked before his palm reconnected with your ass.
You winced as this was the most painful one yet.
“N-no! Four...” you choked out. “I mean- I wasn’t flirting-“
“So you’re saying I’m a liar?”
His hand reconnected with your ass, the echo of skin to skin contact filling the room.
“No! Rin, you’re not... five...”
His big hand rubbed the red spot on your cheek, digging his fingers into the hot flesh.
He was still completely clothed, overdressed even, as you’d just returned from a celebratory dinner with team Japan.
You, on the other hand, were completely naked. The feeling of being totally exposed while he was still dressed was just a small part of the humiliation he wanted to bring to you.
“Which is it then, huh?” He asked sharply, his fingers digging into your jaw as he yanked you up on his lap. “Am I a liar? Or are you just a little slut?”
His eyes burned into yours and you felt tears prick the inner corners of your vision.
You cowered under his steady gaze. He was angry, angrier than you’d ever seen him.
You didn’t think you’d done anything wrong. Laughing at Bokuto’s jokes, touching Atsumu’s arm when you were talking to him, and blushing when Iwaizumi complimented your outfit. It was all harmless.
Suna, on the other hand, soaked in every small interaction you’d had with his team like a sponge. His frustration slowly building over the night.
He knew the way the guys talked about women. They talked about women as if they were just holes to get their dicks wet. Constantly talking about the mindless, lacklustre sex and one night stands they were having every time they were in the locker room.
It’s not like Suna fully disagreed, he was heavily into consensual degradation and name calling. But that was behind closed doors. He had class, never speaking about you sexually to his teammates.
One thing he had over all of those other guys was a relationship that filled his heart with so much love he didn’t think he could handle it. Every day he loved you with everything he had. He took care of you, paid the bills, and bought you anything you wanted.
He was excited to show you off to everyone. To show them how in love the two of you were, to let them see the attachment between you two, the way you stared at him as if he was the only man in the world.
So why were you giving them so much attention?
Deep down, Suna knew you didn’t really do anything worthy of his unprecedented anger. He also knew that you were painfully aware of how jealous he could get.
He wasn’t possessive, he just didn’t want to share you.
How hard was it for you to understand that?
“Answer me.”
“I-...” you stumbled on your words, knowing exactly what he wanted you to say. “I’m just a stupid slut...”
He pulled down your bottom lip with his thumb, slowly pushing it into your mouth to softly rub on your tongue.
“A slut? Yes." He sighed, olive green eyes staring into yours while he continued, "Stupid? Never.”
His gaze softened at the last two words, and you closed your lips around his thumb.
“Mm..” he mumbled quietly, enjoying the warmth of your mouth.
Suddenly he sat up, shoving you off of his lap and you sunk down to the floor on your knees.
“Look what you did.” He scoffed, pointing at the wet spot you’d left on his pants. “I just bought these.”
“I’m sorry...” you said quietly, looking away from him in shame.
His hand gripped your chin, forcing you to look back at him.
“Soaking wet and all I’ve done is spank you.” He smirked. “What a masochistic whore.”
Your face went red as you heard his filthy words.
“Open.” He instructed.
You immediately obliged, opening your mouth wide and sticking your tongue out.
Suna leaned down, gathering saliva in his mouth and forcefully spitting it directly onto your tongue. You flinched as it hit your mouth but didn’t dare close it.
“At least you’re obedient.” He sighed, forcing your mouth closed. “Swallow.”
You obeyed, swallowing just like he told you to do.
He kissed your jaw, slowly trailing his mouth up until he was directly next to your ear.
“Good girl.” He whispered, chills running through your body as his breath tickled your neck and praise made you momentarily forget anything but him.
Suna sat back on the couch, putting his arms behind his head as if he was going to relax. He looked down at you, innocent eyes staring up at him like a little puppy.
“What?”
“I-.. but-“
“Use your words.” He said with no emotion, not even bothering to look at you.
“Are we- are you done? Should I get up?”
“Does it seem like we’re done?” He asked, eyes still closed. Your vision travelled to the massive, hard outline in his pants. You definitely weren’t done.
“No...” You replied hesitantly. You weren’t sure where he was going with this, but your cheeks burned at the rising humiliation coursing through you.
Suna palmed at his growing erection, letting out a low “mm” as he gently squeezed it through his pants.
“I’m not going to do anything for you. If you want me, prove it.”
You sat up, undoing his belt right away and unzipping his pants. He helped you in the smallest way, barely lifting himself up so his pants would come down lower.
You pulled his cock into your mouth immediately after freeing it from his tight boxer briefs.
“Ah,” he groaned through clenched teeth. He tilted your head up so just the tip stayed in your mouth.
He loved the way you looked with your mouth full.
“I told you to prove it” he breathed, his erection slapping against his dress shirt as you released him from your mouth. “Tell me how badly you want me, and maybe I’ll let you suck me off.”
“Please Rin, can I-“ he placed a finger over your mouth and stopped you mid sentence.
“You don’t get to call me that right now. Take your pick, Suna, Daddy, Master, Sir, Rintarou...” He paused for a second. “But no cute nicknames. Start over.”
This was a test.
You blinked, knowing exactly what he wanted.
“Please, please let me suck on your cock, Rintarou.” You pleaded as you stared up at him.
Suna wasn’t one for pet names. He didn’t particularly care for any of the typical dom/sub themed names.
Instead, he simply loved the way you said his first name.
You called him Rin so often that when you said his full name, Rintarou, it drove him absolutely crazy. He didn’t really know why, but hearing his name come out of your pretty little mouth made him absolutely feral.
You saw the corners of his mouth curve into a smirk as the words passed your lips.
He brought his cock back down to you, rubbing the wet tip messily on your face.
“Say it one more time, pretty girl.” He smiled.
“Please, please Rintarou, I want your big cock in my mouth so badly, please, I want you, Rintarou-“
Before you could say any more, his hand tangled in your hair and shoved your mouth down on him, hitting the back of your throat.
You tried to move, but he kept you there for a few seconds as you coughed and your throat slowly relaxed.
He pulled your hair back up, soaking in the desperate look in your eyes and your tear stained cheeks.
He brought his other hand down, wiping the fresh tears from your eyes.
“Colour?” He asked softly.
“Green.” You said, barely audible with your mouth completely full.
He bit his lip, studying your beautiful face for an extra few seconds before shoving you back down onto him.
You choked on the sudden impact as he hit the back of your throat again.
His grip on your hair loosened, allowing you to move freely. You took the opportunity to suck up and down at a steady pace, just how he liked it.
He exhaled your name quietly and moved your hair out of your face. His touch was soft, the eyes that were just burning with resentment were replaced with a gaze full of nothing but love.
“So good for me,” he mumbled. “Fuck, your mouth feels so good, baby.”
You moaned happily, the vibrations of your voice sending a wave of pleasure over Suna.
You sat up a bit higher, making sure not to let your mouth leave him completely, and lifted your arms to unbutton his shirt.
Suna took a bit of mercy on you, going along with you and removing his shirt quickly. You took a moment to look up at your boyfriend.
His face was shining with just the slightest glimmer of sweat. His hair styled perfectly, small pieces sticking to his forehead before he ran his fingers through it and pushed it back. You noticed the way his biceps bulged as he did that and you looked at him in pure lust. You had never been as attracted to another person as you were to Suna, and thanked the world every day for allowing you to be blessed with such a beautiful man.
“Don’t look at me like that.” He said as he looked into your eyes.
You took him out of your mouth, using both of your hands and the residual saliva to jerk him off.
“Like what?” You smiled.
“Like you love me.” He smirked back at you. “It’s hard to be tough on you when your pretty eyes are all I can focus on.”
“It’s hard not to look at you like that when I love you more than anything.” You said softly.
“Fuck..” Suna whispered, he bent all the way down and hooked his arms under yours, pulling you back onto his lap. You bit your lip as he set you down perfectly straddling his length, the pressure against your clit causing you to squint and the only thing you could think about was how badly you wanted him inside of you.
You draped your arms over his shoulders and kissed him. Suna kissed back immediately, running his hands up and down your sides before cupping your breasts and pinching your nipples. The sudden shock of pleasure caused you to jerk forward, grinding directly against his cock.
“Hmm?,” He smirked, moving his hands back around you and gripping your ass. “Did that feel good?”
You nodded, eyes watering as he moved you back and forth on top of him, your most sensitive spot sliding up and down his shaft.
“Ah-“ He breathed, closing his eyes to try and keep himself from submitting to the pleasure. One of his hands snaked up your body and wrapped around your throat. He pulled you down to press your forehead against his, looking directly into your eyes.
“Cum for me just like this and maybe I’ll fuck you after.” His voice was practically a growl. You could tell how badly he wanted more, but he was holding out for you.
Your brows furrowed and eyes squeezed shut as you came closer and closer the faster you moved your hips against him. His hand squeezed around your throat and your eyes fluttered open to his dark green gaze still staring directly into yours.
“Don’t you dare look away from me or close your eyes when you cum.” He whispered, kissing you quickly before he pulled back again. “Show me how good I make you feel.”
You felt yourself tearing up as you got closer and closer to your release, grinding against him at an uneven pace to get to where you wanted to be. Small whimpers from your chest turned into whines and groans being ripped from your throat, some being cut short when his hand tightened around you for a few seconds. As you kept desperately rutting against him, his opposite hand gripped your hip and rocked your body at a steadier pace.
“Close, baby?” His mouth curved into a crooked smile, and you could only nod in response as it was coming quicker than you’d thought.
“Who makes you feel this good?” He asked, letting out a tsk when you bit your lip but didn’t answer. He dug his fingers into your waist and stopped you from moving completely. “You’re not getting anything if you’re not going to answer me.”
You could feel the tears start to fall down your cheeks, frustration building up only seconds after edging you so suddenly.
“I’m sorry.” You whispered. Suna shook his head, loosening his grip on your side and letting you move again.
“Who makes you feel this good?” He asked again, his voice clear and much louder than before. He wasn’t asking for a response, he was demanding one.
“You, y- fuck, you do, RIn..” You sighed, picking up the pace once again as your wet heat slid perfectly along his length.
“Rin?” He asked, tilting his head. His hand gripped you again and slowed down your pace.
“Rintarou! You do, Rintarou. You make me feel so good.” You choked, desperate to cum now that he’d edged you a second time.
“Good girl.” His gaze lowered and both of his hands flew to your ass, lifting you up and slamming himself into you before you even knew what was happening.
The feeling of him stretching you out and filling you up so suddenly almost had you seeing stars, you gripped his shoulders as hard as you could and held on as he thrust up into you. He bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud, but you grinding on him for so long had gotten him close to his limit, too.
“Fuck, such a perfect little pussy.” He mumbled, looking back up to you and his eyes widening when he saw the completely fucked out expression on your face.
“Cum for me, baby.” He growled, thrusting up into you while simultaneously bouncing you up and down on his lap. “Cum all over my cock, and look at me when you do.”
His words alone were all you needed to lose yourself, your orgasm washing over you with such force that you could barely focus on looking at him. Suna was the one to break the eye contact, groaning and throwing his head back as you clenched tightly and gushed around him. Your orgasm sent him over the edge, his fingers digging into your hips and his thrusts slowing down with each shallow breath. He finally stopped and you slumped over him, his hands wrapping around your back and kissing your cheek.
“I love you so much.” He mumbled, trying to catch his breath.
“I love you too, Rin.” You sighed happily when he didn’t correct you, knowing everything was back to normal. “Sorry for making you jealous.”
“You didn’t even do anything wrong. I’m sorry for being so possessive.” He admitted, his cheeks reddening as he came clean.
“I know. I like it when you’re a little mean, though. So I went along with it.” You giggled, pressing a kiss to his neck.
“So I was right, you are a masochist?” He was amused, and you leaned back to look at the happy smile on his face. You squished his cheeks with each of your hands and puckered his lips, kissing him over and over until he was fully laughing.
“Maybe.” You smiled, wrapping your arms and legs around him as he stood up and carried you to the bathroom. “You should find out for yourself, to be completely sure.”
“Sounds like a challenge that I’m not gonna lose, babe.” He bent down and started the shower, standing back up all with you still in his arms. His upper body strength was something that constantly amazed you.
“Can’t wait.” You whispered, giving him one last kiss before the two of you got into the shower and washed away the day together.