𓆩☆𓆪 Collusion [iwaizumi Hajime][nsfw]

𓆩☆𓆪 collusion [iwaizumi hajime][nsfw]

☆ synopsis: you have your first time with iwaizumi

☆ warnings: college bf!iwa, mating press, pet names (he calls you ‘princess’ and other things), praise kink, dirty talk

☆ notes: i’ve written for him a whopping total of one other time so pls be nice 🫶🏾

☆ interactions and reblogs are much appreciated!

the first time you take iwaizumi, you aren’t expecting for it to be so intense.

the man currently hovers over you, his hips snug against yours with his muscular arms placed by your head as he presses his weight into you. a pillow is placed under your hips to aid you. the smell of his cologne and aftershave filters your nose and mind, making you shiver as your senses think nothing but of him. there’s nothing that can distract from this moment.

“haji, please…” you hiccup, tears brimming your doe eyes as he slowly pushes his thick cock inside of you. the burn making your legs shake. you’re not sure what you’re begging for, but you just want him to do…something.

your boyfriend coos, a smile on his face as he looks down at you. “you’re doing so well, princess, just a little more.” he praises, leaving a kiss on your temple. his emerald eyes are trained on how your cunt greedily swallows his cock. how your arousal slicks him up and makes it easier to move. to slide into you. he thinks your pretty little cunt was made just to handle him.

from all the times you had taken him in your pretty little mouth or used your hands, it’s obvious neither one of those things can compare to the feeling of your pussy. it’s so warm and inviting, he can help but admit that a small part of him just wants to be able to break you.

…but the one thing he doesn’t want to do is hurt you. that’s the last thing he ever would want to happen. his large, calloused hands hold you gently and with the utmost care. he’s already sweating a little as your vice like grip on his cock makes it hard for him to breathe.

by the time he is fully inside of you, you both groan, eye contact held as his heavy balls press into your clit.

he’s pretty—too pretty, you think, as you watch him struggle to keep composure from being inside of you. a man who isn’t shaken up by a lot is suddenly crumbling apart in your hold. pride swells in your chest from knowing you’re the one making him feel this way.

“so full…” you gasp, toes curling.

iwaizumi shudders, readjusting himself above you. “fuck, you’re so tight…” he grunts, closing his eyes for a moment.

eventually, he snaps his hips back.

“o-oh…” you squeak, nails going to dig into his tanned skin.

you’ve never seen iwaizumi nervous, but as he gauges your reactions, he looks worried.

“too much?” he asks, starting to pull away, but your small hands only tug him back, shaking your head.

“perfect haji, i want more…” you plea, your voice small as you bury your face in his shoulder.

“tell me when it’s okay to move…alright?” his other hand tilts your face up towards him so that you look at him.

your hand traces over the apple of his cheek and you move your hand to run through his hair. “i’m okay, you can move now.”

he swallows before nodding. “‘kay.”

iwaizumi doesn’t hesitate to move his hips when he sees the needy look on your face. his mind becomes filled with a primal need to fill you up.

“you feel so good…better than i imagined.” he huffs, knitting his brows together. his hand laces itself with your own and gives it a comforting squeeze.

you nod wordlessly and the look of bliss in your face may be enough to get iwa to cum. you already look so fucked out just from having his dick in you.

he’s amazed, is this what it’s really like? to make someone feel good? he’s had experience in the past before of course, but those were only flings. none of those girls meant anything to him like you do. you’re different. you’re special to him.

“you must be an angel, or else it would be a sin for someone to feel this good.” he moans—and when he moans, you swear it’s the most heavenly sound you’ve ever heard.

it must be so good, because your orgasm creeps up on you and your body convulses as your pussy clamps down on iwaizumi’s cock. he groans, mouth falling slack in awe at the way you attempt to milk him of all his glory.

“d-did you just cum?” he inquired, but by the way your eyes just rolled back and legs quiver, there was no telling otherwise. your flustered expression is so cute and he laughs before his eyes darken.

“gonna make you do it again.” he growls, before moving your legs higher up on his waist. you squeal as the breath in your lungs is nearly knocked out of you from his force.

“shouldn’t be this close to cumming, but i can’t help myself when i’m in you, i suppose.” he laughs against your neck, vibrations sending butterflies in your stomach. “you just feel so good, baby.”

“h-hajime…-jime…” you whine, nearly hiccuping at his pace and stamina.

“take it so fucking well, just look at you. it feels good, yeah? you like the way my thick cock fills you up?” he tilts his head before he’s leaning over to smash his lips against yours. you moan at his taste and nod, nails digging into his broad back. your fingers don’t hesitate to trace over his hard muscle.

“yes! feels so good, haji,” you breathe once pulling away from his lips. “always make me feel so good. you’re so handsome.” you praise, and the man feels a warm feeling bloom in his chest.

he huffs, slowing his strokes as he tries to hide his blush. “d-don’t say stuff like that…”

“‘s true.” you glare before your face brightens with an idea.

“can i ride you?” you ask, and he falters for a moment at your question.

he blinks and swallows hard. his palms getting sweaty. “i-i don’t think that—”

your eyes tear up, and your mouth moves to a pout. “please? wanna show you how handsome you are.”

knowing he can’t say no to you—especially when you look the way you do, he sighs before turns the both of you over so that you’re on top. he rolls his eyes at your beaming smile but can’t help the chuckle that leaves him.

he pinches your side, shaking his head. “stubborn little minx, this is supposed to be about you.” he moans when you slide back down on his cock. “oh, shit—”

you don’t know where to place your hands but your boyfriend grabs them before placing them on his chest.

“there you go, that’s it.” he praises as you ride him in an amateur way. but with the way his cock drags over your pussy, you only gain more confidence to make him and yourself feel good.

your rhythm is clumsy as you bounce on his lap, but with the way your breasts press against his chest and you moan freely, he can’t help the throbbing that rushes to his incredibly hard cock.

“god, you feel so good. doing so good for me.” he moans, nearly whimpering.

he helps by bouncing you in his lap, and his eyes can’t help but notice the wet mess you’re leaving behind on his thighs. your cunt, helplessly drooling on his cock as he fucks up into you causing the wet sounds between both of your to become nasty and loud.

“so handsome haji, so pretty…cock just as pretty as you, too…” you ramble, and the glazed over look in your eyes should be in a painting, because by god he doesn’t want to forget this image in front of him.

“you’re so beautiful haji.”

you’re kissing all over his chest and neck, teeth offering to mark and nip him the same way he does you. you reach his face and plant dozens of kisses on him, making him laugh in a light, uncharacteristic way.

“you’re gonna be the death of me, princess…” he sighs, breath shaking as he grips your hips, harder. his mouth moves over your bouncing breasts to suck and lick on them.

you whine again, clenching on him tighter at the euphoric feeling. the brunette is seeing stars at this point.

“fuck…i’m gonna cum…” iwaizumi hisses, his hips and pace becoming sloppy.

“please please please,” you whine, “w-wanna cum with you…”

and with how you beg for him, how can he deny you—his angel, his princess, of what you deserve?

“of course, sweetness, since you asked so nicely.” he cooed, kissing your temple. the gesture contrasts the rough nature of him flipping you back over. he moves your legs over his shoulder before sliding back into you with a driving force.

there’s no sound that comes out of your mouth and you only stare up at him in awe. his thick, calloused fingers reach between the two of you to rub at your clit.

he smirks, kissing your nose. “come on, sweetheart, need you to cum again on my cock. need to feel you milk me dry.” he coaxes.

his words send you over, and you cum hard—way harder than the first two times. iwaizumi grunts before powering through to move some more before he’s spilling thick rope after thick rope into the condom.

there’s a brief pause before iwaizumi slowly pulls out of you, apologizing and kissing your hand when you wince. he lowers your legs before his hands smooth over the muscle, massaging them tenderly.

“was that too much?” he looks over your sternly, making sure you’re not hurt.

“it was perfect. i loved it.” you hum, lacing your hands with his.

he squeezes back. “i’m..i’m glad.” he seems flustered from your comment, and it’s funny how it’s the same man who just had you folded over like a lawn chair.

after disposing the condom, he picks you up bridal style before moving you both into the bathroom. he sits you on the lid of the toilet seat before moving to start the bath.

you sit up on the seat. “you know i wasn’t just saying things in the moment. i really believe all of those things. and i know you do, too.”

his cheeks burn. “i know. i appreciate it. and i appreciate you more.” he kisses your forehead, smiling.

and maybe as long as he keeps fucking you good, he’ll hear more of your praises about him.

after all, the collusion you’ve imprinted on his heart isn’t going anywhere.