You sat on the side of the volleyball court, video recorder in hand, filming the practice match at Aobajohsai for your father, the coach of the team – Irihata Nobuteru.
Oikawa was up to his usual flirtatious tricks, assuming that you were paying particular attention to him with the camera so you could watch it back later and stare at the screen dreamily.
He was doing overt serves, winking into the camera, stringing poses… all the usual self centered things and you were stoked!
Because he was giving you perfect ‘embarrassment’ content.
What did embarrassment content include?
It meant that when you took the footage home and slowed it down to half speed on the computer there were HEAPS of priceless shots of him that made him look like the utter idiot that he was.
You would spend NIGHTS cackling at the computer screen with Oikawa none the wiser to this.
He thought you were obsessed with him. I mean…Who wasn’t? Girls dropped at his feet wherever he went and it was obvious to him that you were no different.
He aced a serve and threw a victory sign at the camera, thoroughly pleased with himself.
You smirked deviously.
“That’s going to look fucking fantastic slowed down, you smug asshole, you think you’re soooo good but your attitude stinks and these slowed down shots, that I get of you, show your TRUE personality.”
“Get my best side Y/N.” Oikawa called to you with a broad smile and wave, thinking that if he called to you it would make your little heart fangirl even more.
little did he know…
Later that night you were on the computer rewatching the footage from earlier and laughing like a maniac, tears streaming down your cheeks as you went through the still shots, frame by frame, finding the worst ones you could and howling with laughter.
Just then there was a knock on the office door.
“Just a sec!” You called as you quickly shut the pictures down and got up to open the door.
It was your dad, looking very stern, as usual, and behind him was Oikawa.
“Hey Y/N.” Oikawa said in a confident, flirtatious voice.
You deadpanned at him.
“Y/N, Oikawa has come to review the footage you took today so he can see where he needs to improve.” Your dad said gruffly.
“Oh. Ok.” You said as you stepped back to let them both in.
You walked back to the computer and opened the file.
A hideous picture of Oikawa popped up and you quickly shut it down, glancing over your shoulder to see if either your father or Oikawa had seen it.
Your dad hadn’t, as he was talking to Oikawa and looking at him, but Oikawa did see it, and gave you a somewhat dark look.
You couldn’t have cared any less what he thought of you and just opened the video then left the room, staring Oikawa down as you passed him.
The next day at school he cornered you.
“What were those pictures, Y/N?” He asked in a cool tone, trying to keep his anger in check.
“Those?” You replied, “they’re just pictures that showcase your TRUE personality.” You spat at him, crossing your arms defiantly.
Oikawa was thrown.
How dare you talk to him like that? Every girl loved him! Who did you think you were??
“And if I took you out on a date would you stop thinking so terribly of me?” He asked abruptly.
“Date?!” You scoffed, “you can kiss my pussy, Oikawa.” You replied, not even caring what you had said to him.
He thought a moment before responding.
“Yeah alright.” He replied, “after school, gym bathroom.”
Your jaw feel to the floor as he turned and strolled off.
“W-what??? Wait, he… surely not???” You thought with utter shock.
It was now after school and you walked towards the gym, really not understanding the feeling you had in your gut.
Was it excitement? Fear? What if he was going to take a picture of you with no panties on??
You entered the gym and spotted Oikawa practicing serves over the volleyball net.
It was rest day and he was the only one in the gym, no one else around.
“So you came.” He said smugly as you approached him.
You just shrugged and stared at him.
“Ok, let’s go then.” He said as he put the volleyball back into the ball wagon and headed towards the gym bathroom.
You followed apprehensively behind and entered the bathroom behind him.
“So, how you wanna do this?” He asked as he turned and smirked at you.
“You’re just gonna take a picture of me with no panties on as revenge.” You said with a scowl.
“I might be ‘Shittykawa’ but I’m not that shitty.” He replied, almost offended that you would even think of such a thing. “You wanted a kiss on your pussy, so you’re gonna get one.” He said with another smirk.
“I don’t trust you.” You snapped at him.
“Listen,” he said seriously, “I think you’re good looking, you want me to kiss your pussy, I want to kiss your pussy, so let’s just meet in the middle and let me do it.”
For the second time that day you were speechless.
You rolled your school bag off your shoulder and dropped it onto the ground before jumping up on the bathroom bench and hiking your skirt up a bit.
“Ok then.” You said firmly, “do it.”
“I gotta take your panties off.” Oikawa said as he placed his hands either side of you on the bench and got down on your level, staring into your eyes.
“Ok well?…Do it then.” You dared.
He slid his hands up under your skirt along your thighs and tugged on your panties, slipping them down while you lifted your body weight up a bit.
Slowly he pulled them down to your knees then slid his hands back up under your skirt and massaged the top of your thighs.
You had a soft blush on your cheeks, confused as to why you were so damn turned on at the moment.
“Ready?” He asked as he pushed your skirt up a little.
You nodded and watched as he slowly tilted his head down and ever so gently pulled the skirt up so he could press his lips against the soft skin of your bare pussy.
You shuddered as his warm, soft lips made contact with your pussy and you placed one hand on the back of his head.
He pulled back and looked into your lust laced eyes.
“You liked that didn’t you.” He said lowly, his dark brown eyes burning into yours as a triumphant smirk pulled at his lips.
“N-No?” You lied as you looked away, “but you didn’t do a good enough job so you need to do it again.”
“Oh?” He replied, His smirk widening to a lopsided grin. “Well I can’t have you thinking I didn’t do a good job.” He teased.
He dipped his head down again and kissed you a few times more, his lips gently opening to take your pussy in his mouth a little deeper as you spread your legs as wide as your panties around your knees would allow.
You bit your bottom lip, containing a moan that was threatening to come out.
“I can’t let him hear me moan!” You thought with a panic, “I’m supposed to hate him!”
“Was that better?” He asked smugly, knowing full well that he had done a fine job.
“I guess.” You grunted, reaching for your panties to pull them up, assuming he had done his job and was going to leave,
“Hey now…” he said in his flirtatious voice, “you’re leaving so soon? But we haven’t even started.”
“What do you mean?” You asked as you looked at him curiously.
“Well I can’t just kiss you like that and then leave you wanting more now can I?” He said as he smirked with pride.
You blushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger.
He had you right where he wanted you.
“W-well uh…umm… I.” You stuttered.
“Let me give you the full Oikawa experience and you can tell me afterwards, how it was.” He said as he stared into your eyes.
“Fine, whatever.” You replied, pouting a little to try and hide the excitement in your eyes.
He leaned closer to your face, his lips just holding off from yours as your breath mingled with his.
You closed that little gap between the two of you and your lips met his, then parted, and tongues roamed and explored each other’s mouths.
He cupped a hand to the back of your head, kissing you deeper as you sat on the cold tiled bench with your panties around your knees.
“You’re making me want to let you ride me.” Oikawa said lowly as he pulled back from the kiss, peppering smaller kisses along your jaw as you gripped your fingernails into the back of his neck and tilted your head back against the wall.
“I’m not against it.” You whispered as one of his hands caressed your thigh again, lifting it up against his side.
“Would you be able to handle my cock though?” He asked smuggly, “I know it will be the biggest you’ve ever seen.”
“Ha!” You scoffed loudly as you pushed him back sharply and glared at him, “You’re so fucking full of yourself.”
“Let me prove it.” He said with an intense look in his eye.
“More like you just want a piece of my tight little pussy.” You retorted.
“Well if we both have something to prove then let’s do it.” He said as he unbuttoned his school pants and reached inside, freeing his massive cock and letting it poke through the side panel of his briefs.
You didn’t want to react at seeing his cock but DAMN he was packing heat and your eyebrows shot up in surprise before you could control your expressions.
“Thought so.” He sneered with pride when he saw the look on your face.
You reached a hand down and wrapped your fingers around his warm, firm shaft, sliding your palm up and down it with your fingers; unable to touch around the girth.
“Is this even going to fit in my pussy?” You thought as you swallowed thickly, stroking him in long languid movements.
“Stop teasing me and hop on.” Oikawa said lowly as he leaned back in and kissed down your neck.
You shuffled forward on the bench and Oikawa stepped closer, the head of his dick just swiping over your clit.
You bit your lip to stop from moaning and held his cock in hand, swiping the tip of it back and forth over your sensitive bud.
“Oh yeah.” He uttered, breathing heavily into the crook of your neck.
A small whimper of pleasure escaped your lips and he chuckled against your neck.
“I knew you were enjoying this.” He whispered as you continued to use the pre-cum leaking from his cock to stimulate your clit.
A few more minutes of this and your pussy was throbbing for attention.
“Fuck me now Shittykawa.” You breathed, kicking your panties off before shifting forward even more and opening your legs wider so his tip pressed against your entrance.
Slowly he pushed his hips forward, his shaft sliding effortlessly into your tight wet pussy.
You buried your head into his shoulder as he buried his dick into you, biting down into the fabric of his volleyball uniform.
“Ok?” He asked lowly.
You nodded, shifting slightly so that the angle was better for you. He was a good 10 inches so he didn’t need to get too close to you to get most of his dick inside you.
He bit into the side of your neck, huffing loudly as he scooped his hands against and under your ass, anchoring you as he thrust slowly into you.
You lifted your legs and wrapped them around his lower back, the fingers of your left hand knitted into the back of his shirt and the fingers of your right hand wrapped in his dark brown hair.
Soft grunts escaped his lips as he bit and kissed along your neck, rocking his hips back and forth, his cock rhythmically sliding in and out of you.
Your senses were on overdrive as he pleased you and you prayed you wouldn’t make the noises you wished to make the most as you didn’t want him to know just how good this was feeling for you.
“Do you want it harder?” He rasped against your ear.
“Yes!” You moaned, immediately giving yourself away.
He chuckled lowly as his hips bucked into you.
“I knew you were enjoying this.” He sneered as he picked up the pace and pound into you.
You turned your face towards his and your tongues met as he slammed his cock into you furiously.
Panting and huffing you clawed at his uniform, letting him fuck you hard while your tongues played together.
As you reached the climax you scrunched your eyes shut and let out short huffs of pleasure before unwrapping your legs from him and letting them fall by his side.
He pulled out, turning and pumping himself rapidly in hand, cumming into the bin nearby.
“So?” He panted as he tucked his cock back inside his pants. “We on better terms now?”
“It’ll take a lot more convincing to get me to like you, Oikawa.” You replied bluntly.
“Ok then, every afternoon for the next 3 weeks, meet me here for…. convincing.” He leered.
~ END ~