《Oh Captain My Captain! (Haikyuu)》Chapter 18
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The sound of Ukai snoring woke you up, he had rolled onto his back and sprawled out making you uncomfortable. As slowly and quietly as you could, you got up from the bed and exited the room. It was a short walk back to the boy's room where your clothes were.
You slid the door open slowly and tiptoed into the room closing it behind you. Quickly locating your bag you found a pair of panties to put on instead of the rather baggy shorts Ukai had given you. Glancing around the room to be sure everyone was asleep you dropped the shorts down sliding the panties on.
A hand slid across your stomach making you jump and nearly scream. "Shhhh its just me baby owl" Bokuto whispered in your ear. You turned to him glaring, he chuckled and grabbed your hand leading you over to his bed pulling you down into the covers. You laid down facing him taking in his beautiful golden eyes and his hair that was usually spiked up was down nicely framing his face. His lips were quirked into an adorable smile and looked so inviting, so you closed the distance bringing him into a sweet kiss. Your actions shocked him for a minute and his eyes went wide, he slowly let them close enjoying the kiss, sliding his hand behind your back to bring you closer.
You flinched as a second pair of lips slowly trailed kisses up your neck. "Sorry Darling, didn't mean to scare you" Akaashi said, you could feel him smiling as he trailed kisses back down. The fire in your stomach began to grow, kisses from Bokuto becoming deeper, while Akaashi nibbled at the sensitive skin of your neck leaving little hickeys.
Bokuto slid his hand under the rim of your shirt, sliding it up and off your body, leaving your bare chest exposed. You rolled onto your back , Akaashi brought his lips to yours, sliding his tongue in and swirling it in sensual circles that made your thighs clench. Bokuto lowered down to admire your breasts, he took one into each hand, gently kneading them in his large palms. His thumbs rubbing over each nipple making them grow harder, then taking each one into his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth making you moan.
Akaashi seeing that your breast were taken slid down between your legs, he placed a thigh over each of his shoulders. He began nibbling down your thigh driving you crazy with anticipation, his hot breath grazed across your womanhood as he passed over to nibble on the other thigh only making you want it more. Feeling your growing need he brought his mouth back, flattening his tongue and gliding it up along your lips. He could feel how wet you were already and he smirked.
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"Mmm darling, you are already so wet, I can't wait to see what my tongue does to you" he chuckled licking his lips. He used his hands to spread your thighs further apart allowing him better access. His tongue awoke every nerve, swirling in quick circles, quick flicks, and long strokes making you writhe. You could feel your orgasm already starting to build, tension filling your stomach. He slid two fingers along your entrance and slowly slid them in making you gasp. Curling the tips of his fingers up he began to pump them in and out stimulating your g-spot. You began to moan and grind against his tongue and fingers, adding to the pleasure. Bokuto's hand slid along your throat and up to cover your mouth to help muffle your moans so as not to wake the rest of the room.
Bokuto raised up whispering in your ear "Its my turn to taste you, roll over." He motioned to Akaashi, while you rolled over, he helped pull you onto your hands and knees while Akaashi kneeled in front of you. Bokuto gave your ass a good squeeze and used his knees to part your legs further. He nuzzled into you taking in your sweet scent, and started flicking his tongue against your already sensitive bud.
Turning your face towards him, Akaashi freed him self from his shorts. He used his thumb to pull open your jaw and ran his tip across your lips, a hunger and need took over him as he slid himself into your mouth, releasing a deep moan. His hands tangled into your hair and he pulled holding your head in place as he slid in and out of your hot wet mouth.
Bokuto started to grow needy seeing the pleasure Akaashi was getting from your mouth. He slid his shorts down, smacking his member against your ass a few times before sliding it along your entrance. He gripped your hip as he used one hand to slowly glide himself in, hissing as he did.
"Damn y/n you are so tight, it feels amazing" he bit his lip, eyes watching as you slowly took him in deeper. He brought his other hand to your hip also and began to pump in and out, watching as you slowly loosened to accommodate his large size.
You began moaning louder, the vibration making Akaashi clench your hair harder in his hands, which only made you moan harder. As Bokuto began to pickup pace it rocked you forward onto Akaashi more and you could feel him growing close. You flicked your eyes up to meet his and pressed your tongue into the bottom of his shaft, dragging it along the full length. A shiver went down his spine and he threw his head back pushing deeper into your mouth releasing.
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Bokuto slowed his pace, sliding his hand around and under to play with you. His fingers made quick work, making you melt at his touch. His strokes became deeper, dragging your orgasm to the surface. Every inch of your body was tensing and shaking as the pure pleasure ran through your veins. He gave a deep hard thrust, and you moaned loud as your orgasm took over, shaking your body to its core.
Your eyes sprung open and you sat up gasping, looking around the room. Confusion set in as you looked around finding a still sleeping Ukai laying next to you. Blinking several times to try and understand what just happened you realized it had all been a dream. Your breathing finally started to slow and you stood up with shaky knees, making your way out of the room.
You made the short walk to the boys room, having a very obvious feeling of deja vu . Quietly sliding the door open you stepped in closing it behind you and searched for your bag. You found it quickly and fished out the same pair of panties from the dream sliding them on. You were almost disappointed when there was no sleepy owl guiding you to his bed. Deciding not to wake him you quickly found Kenma. Lifting the blanket you nudged him, his eyes flickered open looking at you, he then shifted over to let you lay next to him. He rested his head on your chest, throwing his arm and leg over you, you wrapped your arms around him and tucked his hair behind his ear, and you both fell asleep quickly.
*Time skip*
"But Akaashi, why is my baby owl sleeping with him and not me??" Bokuto asked pouting, even his usually spikey hair was drooping from sadness.
"Maybe she doesn't like you" Akaashi said teasing him.
You yawned and stretched which woke Kenma up. Sitting up you glanced around to find that almost everyone else was already awake.
"Good morning boys" you smiled and rubbed your eyes.
"Good morning Darling" Akaashi said, the way he said darling made the dream pop back into your head and you blushed heavily. He noticed your very red cheeks and smirked. "Do you like being called darling?"
"It just reminded me of something" you said shyly looking away.
"Reminded you of what?" he questioned.
"Just a dream, no big deal" you said waving away his questions.
"About me?" he teased.
"Maybe..." you answered.
"But what about me?" Bokuto whined.
"Well it wasn't just him in the dream...." You whispered. Everyone quickly turned their attention to you, most had been listening to the whole conversation but now they couldn't hide their interest.
"At the same time?" Bokuto asked, pointing from himself to Akaashi and back.
"I-I, I'm done with this conversation. I'm going back to bed, Kenma cuddle me!" you tried to scramble under the covers but Kenma pulled them away.
"No I want to hear what happened in this dream" he said holding the covers tightly in his arms.
"Not gonna happen! It was a dream for a reason" you sighed in frustration.
"I'm down to make it more than a dream" Akaashi boldly said. Your eyes flicked over to him in surprise, shaking your head you tried to recover from his comment.
"I'm okay, it wasn't that great anyhow" you joked standing up. You quickly grabbed an outfit from your bag and started heading towards the door.
"Your very red face says otherwise, plus I'm sure that we would be much better than your imagination." Bokuto teased.
"I'M GONNA GO CHANGE, ILL SEE YOU ALL AT BREAKFAST!" you shouted and quickly shut the door behind you and rushed off to the girls room to change in peace. Several of the boys chuckled at your aggressive exit, while others seemed a bit jealous that your dream wasn't about them.
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