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Oikawa Tooru hates Kageyama Tobio.
He hates how Tobio follows him around, how he acts like a lost puppy asking for guidance, his volleyball talent, how he struggles with communication, everything.
So, he watches him.
He wants to see him suffer, see his usually calm face scrunch up, see tears roll down his blueberry eyes, and be the only person he can see; that he’ll ever see.
He sees Kageyama across the gym, practicing his serves. His round eyes sharply focused on the ball, his breath slightly hitching as he hit the ground.
Oikawa’s eyes zoom into his face, as he almost stares at his plump lips— God, Tobio-chan looks so kissable- Wait, what is he thinking?
His lips look so kissable . He corrects himself. Disgust rolls up his throat as he imagines having a crush on Tobio.
He focuses on the tight pants the boy has outgrown, sweat dripping down his face after practice and the way he sips water as if he’s about to die from dehydration. Adorable.
The next thing he knows, he has a foolproof plan to trap a helpless Tobio under his control.
—
Asking Tobio to stay after to clean up the gym was easy as pie. Same went for waiting till everyone left and locking the gym doors unnoticed.
Kageyama had already started rolling up the nets. Such a good boy…
Tossing his gym bag aside, he tackled Tobio.
With a two year gap between the two and the element of surprise, Kageyama did not stand a chance against Oikawa.
With Tobio pinned under him, Oikawa dove into Kageyama’s face searching for his lips.
Kageyama struggling, trying to find an escape in confusion only spurred him on.
“Oikawa san-” huff “what are you d-”
Their lips meet
Oikawa is intoxicated, he’s been dreaming of ruining him for weeks, months—
He’s met with Tobio, scrunched-up, trying to push him away.
Perfect
Huff “Please stop– what do you–”
He shushes him. “Tobio-chan, listen. You’re trapped in here, everyone’s left and no one can hear you. Don’t even try to get away or scream for help cause it’d be pointless. Or, well, you could try I guess-” He rolls Kageyama to his chest, whispering into his ear, “But know that I have the leverage here and you will take what I give you.”
There’s a hiccup and slight trembling beneath him. Cute.
He starts by licking around Tobio’s ears—his innocent scent mixed along the salty skin. As he works his way down, Tobio’s trembling only increases.
He gets bored rather quickly and flips Tobio again just to rip his shirt off. As he lunges forward at the cute nipples just exposed, Tobio is fighting again.
“Stop–” hic “please–” hic “I-I’ll do a-anything– just–” hic “s-stop-”
Slap
It’s so intoxicating to see Tobio freeze in fear and see his wide eyes directed at Oikawa. There’s a clear tent forming in Oikawa’s pants but he chooses to ignore it.
“ You only take what I give you.”
The fight in Tobio’s body has left him once again as Oikawa starts massaging the poor boy’s chest.
Tobio diverts his eyes to somewhere far off, trying to get out of this situation. One way or the other.
Oikawa bites in. Tobio yelps out a gasp, followed by a sob. He looks so delicious– err, his reaction looks so delicious.
Yearning for something more, Oikawa pulls Tobio’s pants and underwear down in one go. Exposed, Kageyama tries to get away with shallow breaths and teary eyes, only to earn another slap.
As Oikawa shoves his own pants down, Tobio shakes violently, tears rolling down his face. He wastes no time grabbing a lock of Tobio’s hair and shoving his mouth into his rock hard dick.
“If I feel your teeth by the slightest, you’ll regret it.”
It’s adorable to watch Tobio panic and trying to keep his mouth open as Oikawa pushed his full length in. Tobio was gagging violently but Oikawa didn’t bother pulling out, enjoying the vibrations the little boy was giving.
He could tell when Tobio was getting close to fainting with his punches growing weaker. He debated for a second to make him pass out on his dick and fuck the boy merciless with him passed out, but he decided that he would save it for another time. This was the first time, anyways.
With his hand still gripping Tobio’s hair, he pulled out just enough for Tobio to catch a breath.
At this point, Kageyama was sobbing and desperately trying to push Oikawa away with no avail.
Oikawa ignored his efforts and went back to fucking Tobio’s face. This time, with full force.
“I hate you… Tobio-chan, so much. You… know that, right?”
Kageyama could only respond with sobs trailing in between the thrusts, but Oikawa could feel the vibrations of him attempting to form words.
As Oikawa neared his orgasm, he shoved in until his pubes touched Tobio’s nose before releasing. So fucking amazing.
Tobio, on the other hand, now with cum dripping off his mouth, looked beyond miserable.
Oikawa fished his phone out and snapped a picture. Tobio flinched at the sound of the camera. Satisfied, Oikawa bent down to Tobio’s eye-level.
“Now, if I were to be nice, I could let you go right now.”
Tobio’s eyes flickered upwards with hope.
He’s so obvious, Oikawa thought. “But I don’t think I’m quite done with you yet.”
There was silence until the words processed through Kageyama’s mushy brain. He started trembling once more while trying to back up to no avail.
Oikawa shoved three fingers into Tobio’s mouth. “Sorry not sorry Tobio-chan but I don’t have any lube–” Mixing his cum with Kageyama’s spit, “this will have to do.”
Oikawa manhandled Tobio to his fours and inserted a finger.
Tobio’s eyes filled with horror in realization, and he started thrashing . Swallowing and coughing out the excess liquid out of his mouth, he yelled “stop–”
His voice was so hoarse–
“Please, no–”
He could feel his blood rushing to his guts again–
“Stop stop stop–”
Another finger
“I-I’m so sorry p-pleas–”
And another
“Nonononono–”
He shoves his dick in one go.
Tobio screams. Screams.
He figures it wasn’t nearly enough prep. Fucking tight .
He’s chanting no’s, apologizing— apologizing. Like he’d done something wrong.
The scent of Tobio’s agony and pain mixes up into the sweetest feeling and fuck, he’s not going to last long .
He starts to move without giving Tobio the time to adjust and Tobio’s not able to form coherent words anymore.
Blood starts to pile around Tobio’s hole and not long after, Tobio’s cries lessen.
As he speeds up, he changes his angle until a yelp leaves Tobio’s mouth.
Confusion is clear around Tobio’s otherwise miserable expression.
Oikawa doesn’t mind, and starts targeting the sweet spot.
Tobio starts thrashing again, desperate to get away.
“St-stop nonono I’m s-sorry- I don’t want-”
He grabs his dick.
“AH”
He starts pumping along his thrusts, “What do you mean you don’t want this? You’re getting off of me raping you, you dirty fag”
Tobio is openly crying in between his broken moans.
All Oikawa hears is sweet music.
Oikawa is getting too close, but he can’t release just yet; he starts speeding up his pumps against Tobio’s dick. It’s not long until Tobio cums, his body a sobbing mess as he collapses, lolling.
Oikawa doesn’t stop thrusting. He doesn’t stop.
Without a single bit of energy left, all Tobio can do is sob louder and shake violently with overstimulation as he lies there. Taking what he was forced to.
It felt like forever until Oikawa finally releases deep inside of him and Oikawa feels like he’s on cloud nine.
After taking a few more pictures and occasionally slapping Tobio to stop him from passing out, he pat Tobio’s head.
“Get cleaned up before I lock you in here. And better not miss practice tomorrow.”
Before walking away, he looked back one last time to Tobio. “If you try to tell someone, who will believe you? The team? Your parents? They aren’t even here, are they? I’ll wait for you at the front, but I’ll be leaving in 10, so hurry up.”
With that, he was gone. Kageyama had never wanted to curl up in a ball more.