You had found out that the Karasuno boys were having a sleep over at Daichi’s house and you really wanted to join but seeing as you weren’t a guy, nor volleyball player, there was no way you’d be able to sneak into the fold… right?
Wrong!
You just so happened to be friends with Yamaguchi… and he wasn’t going to the sleep over, but he told them he was…
You see where this is going?
You had borrowed Yama’s snuggliest hoodie, his oversized sweatpants, his usual gym bag and you were set to go.
Luckily for you- you looked like a female version of him; so putting on a set of shades with the hoodie up and over your head had you set and ready to go- operation chillin’ with the Karasuno boys was on, baby.
Who were you kidding though, you just wanted to be with Tsukishima. He was the most sarcastic little shit you had ever had the pleasure of meeting and you wanted to simultaneously punch him in the throat and kiss the living shit out of him.
Even just sleeping next to him for one night would be enough for you and after begging Yamaguchi relentlessly for WEEKS… you finally got your wish.
……………………………..
“Oi. Yamaguchi,” Tsukishima called as he casually strolled up behind you, making you jump with fright and spin around, “put your bed next to mine.”
You were about to say something in reply but then remembered that you would definitely be found out if you spoke; because although you looked like Yamaguchi you definitely didn’t sound like him. Not wanting to blow your cover you decided to keep quiet, opting to shrug and give a half nod in response to Tsukishima’s comment.
“Aaaaaaaa! He asked me to put my bed next to his, oh my god, yes, thank you to every single deity out there, you have all pulled through! Aaaaaaa!!”
You practically floated away to get your bed and place it next to his as the rest of the boys mucked around getting themselves organized.
Tsukishima watched you go, a small smirk pulling at his lips before he turned and strolled away, pulling his headphones out of his pocket and placing them on his head then finding a quiet corner to himself so he could chill with his music in peace and quiet.
“Hey! Yamaguchi!” Hinata called excitedly as he scrambled into the lounge room that you would all be sleeping in, “we’re gonna go practice at the courts down the road, wanna come?”
He waited expectantly for you to reply but you just remained quiet and sweated bullets as you shook your head slowly.
“Oh,” He said softly as he tilted his head to the side with a little concern, “are you feeling ok?”
You did a ‘so-so’ sign with your hand (that was half covered by the long hoodie sleeves) and pointed to your head.
“You’re not feeling well?” Hinata interpreted, “that’s no good! You rest, we’ll be back soon!”
You nodded again and gave a small close lipped smile then turned away as Hinata left, letting out a sign of relief when you heard half of the boys leave Daichi’s house.
“Man I hope I can keep this facade up! I think I’ve fooled them all for now since Yama is pretty damn quiet anyway…”
You bent down and smoothed your bed out next to Tsukishima’s making sure the mats were nice and close then turned around and walked into the kitchen.
“I should probably eat something now so that I’m not tempted to shovel food into my mouth later and potentially show too much of my face to the boys.” You thought as you opened the cupboard and started to rummage around in there for something to eat.
“Hungry?” The voice of Tsukishima asked from behind you, making you freeze in place.
Slowly moving again you shrugged and gingerly kept searching for stuff as Tsukishima remained standing behind you.
“You’re pretty quiet today, Yamaguchi, why is that?” He leered, a smirk pulling at his lips as he tilted his head up knowingly, “it’s almost as if you’re not you.”
You froze again. Everything inside you halting except for your heart, which was now going on ‘I’m running for my life’ mode.
Not waiting to give yourself away in case it was just a bluff, you shrugged again and reached out for a small packet of mochi then closed the cupboard door and tried to sidestep away from the threatening aura radiating from behind you.
Suddenly a hand slammed into the door beside you to your right and you jumped with fright, stepping to your left to get away but another hand slammed into the cupboard that side as well, leaving you facing the polished doors- sandwiched between Tsukishima’s arms.
“Turn around, Yamaguchi,” he said in a teasingly condescending tone- one that would lead you to believe that he knew it wasn’t Yamaguchi.
Slowly you turned around, ready to make your apology, then an excuse, then make a run for it – and possibly flee the country.
“Tsuki…” you uttered in an embarrassed low tone, “I-I’m sorry, I—.”
Tsukishima reached out and pulled your dark glasses from your face then stepped back and crossed his arms across his chest with a knowing smirk on his face.
“I knew it was you, Y/N.”
“How did you know?” you asked with disappointed sadness as your gaze fell to the floor.
“Do I look that stupid? I know what Yamaguchi looks like and you look nothing like him. And that disguise? Please. I bet all the other boys know it’s you too.”
Your heart sank and tears started to well up in your eyes.
“Why did you do it?” He asked bluntly.
“Why did I do what?” you asked as you wiped your eyes on Yamaguchi’s jumper sleeve.
“Sneak in?” He asked.
“No reason,” you lied, there was no way in hell you were going to confess to him right now!
“Come on,” he said with smirk, “don’t give me that. You have a crush on someone here, who is it?”
“No…. I don’t…” you lied again.
“If you tell me who it is I won’t rat you out,” he bargained.
“Yeah?” you snapped defiantly feeling very caged right now, “well what if it’s you then, Tsuki?”
Your suddenly angry stare bore into his somewhat surprised eyes and he let out a disbelieving laugh.
“Yeah, right, funny… who is it?”
“It’s you.”
“Stop lying or I’ll call all the boys back.”
“IT’S YOU, YOU IDIOT! How many times do I have to say it?” You huffed, pouting and looking away with annoyance.
“Why me? It can’t be me, I’m not even good looking,” he replied, his insecurities creeping in.
“I think you’re hot, ok? I don’t know. My brain just went ‘see this tall asshole? You like him now, don’t ask questions, just accept it’ and that’s what happened,” you said with a scowl, obviously annoyed at having to reveal everything right there and then.
“Ok well, I’m not trying to be lame or anything but you stand out too and maybe I knew it was you because I’ve watched you a lot and I know how you move and stuff and whatever this is stupid… I’m going.” He said, mumbling on the end as he turned to go.
You quickly grabbed his arm to stop him and he looked back and down at you, waiting for you to say something.
“What time do the boys come back?” you asked, a little breathlessly now from all the adrenaline.
“Probably not for a while, they’re obsessed with volleyball,” he replied with a shrug.
“Cool.” You reached out and grabbed the front of his shirt with your free hand, yanking his top half down so you could kiss him and he had to quickly rotate and grab for the bench top to stop himself from falling on top of you as his lips crashed against yours.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled his head into yours, your mouths now opening and tongues intertwining furiously as you made out alone in Daichi’s kitchen.
As you continued to kiss, Tsuki righted himself and slid his hands to your waist, lifting you up swiftly and placing you down on the bench then pushing your legs apart so he could get between them.
Back and forth your heads tilted, tongues lapping and sliding against each other’s while short huffs of breath intermingled amid roaming hands.
Presently his hand slid to your thigh and you moved your leg out to encourage him to put his hand between your legs, which he did- his thumb sliding up and down over the middle seam of your ripped jeans.
You let out a soft exhale against his mouth, causing him to smirk while you kissed.
“You’re too easy,” he teased, his glasses being knocked a little by your fingers running through his hair.
“I don’t care. I want you,” you replied softly as you pulled back from his lips and looked at him.
“That can be arranged,” he said with a lopsided grin, I’ll just bend you over the bench here.
“Do it, pussy,” you quipped teasingly.
Without waiting for another comment he pulled your body off the bench and spun your around, your hands slamming onto the top of the counter as he pushed the top half of your body over it.
With a little squeak from the palms of your hands you slid them off the counter and quickly unbuttoned the top of your pants, helping him slid them down a little way over your ass.
“Are you ready for me? or do I need to work you up a little more?” he asked, running his fingers lightings over the fabric of your panties between your thighs and feeling the slightly damp fabric there, “wet, huh?”
“Don’t at me, you know I like you, of course I’m gonna be fucking wet already! We just made out for like 10 minutes.” you huffed, placing your hands back on the counter top.
“Let me make sure,” he said as he pulled your panties aside and pushed two fingers up inside you, making you gasp with surprise and arch a little.
Slowly he pushed his fingers up then pulled them out a little, twisting and rubbing them inside you.
“Ohhhh~,” you cried with delight, a light blush dusting your cheeks as he fingered you from behind, with one hand on your hip to steady you.
“Can I put it in?” he asked lowly, “I’ll pull out.”
“Yes, stupid, that’s the whole point,” he leered back at him. “I want you inside me.”
“Are you really in a position to be smart with me right now? I mean, I could easily do this,” he said, pulling his fingers out from your wet pussy and holding his hand up.
“Ok, I’m sorry,” you said quickly, realizing you would be without any stimulation if you made him mad, “please can I have your dick?”
“Well since you asked so nicely,” he replied, unzipping his pants and releasing his rock hard cock that was just begging for some attention.
Moving in behind you he took a hold of his dick and rubbed the tip over your entrance, coating it with the pre-cum that was beading at the tip- making you moan with delight.
As you arched a bit more he pushed the tip into you, letting out a deep grunt of satisfaction as his cock with enveloped by your tight pussy.
You moaned again as he slid the whole way in then pulled out a little, pumping in and out of you while you remained bent over the counter with your jeans around your thighs.
“More,” you moaned, “you’re so thick, Tsuki.”
“Weren’t expecting it?” he asked lowly.
“I don’t know what I was expecting but this feels too good,” you moaned, reaching over the other side of the counter to hold on as he placed his hands on your hips and rocked his body back and forth against yours.
Soft grunts and moans echoed through the kitchen as Tsukishima’s cock slid in and out of your pussy, taking you to another dimension of pleasure as he held you down and fucked you.
“Is this what you really came for?” he grunted teasingly, “hoping to get some of this?”
“This is beyond my wildest dreams,” you panted in reply, rocking your hips back against his, “fuck me harder, Tsuki, I’m getting close.”
He replied your demands by thrusting harder, ramming into you as he opened his mouth a little to let out some harsh pants.
“Cum, Y/N, cum for me,” he rasped.
“I—,” you smacked a hand to your mouth to cover a loud moan that suddenly escaped as your pussy spasmed around his cock, cumming hard all over him before he pulled out and aimed his cock at the floor, releasing his seed all over the tiles.
You flopped down onto the bench and panted heavily, getting your bearings before looking back over your shoulder at him.
“Wow,” you rasped.
“Yeah,” he replied, “definitely glad it was you that snuck in tonight. Now I just gotta clean this mess up.”
Just then you heard voices coming up to the front door of the house and you quickly pulled your pants back up.
“Go!” you hissed at him, “I’ll clean this up.”
“Thanks,” he said quickly before packing himself away and running for the door to open it.
“I’ll have to thank Yamaguchi EXTRA hard for letting me swap places with him for tonight. This was the best possible outcome!”
~ END ~