Textbook. - Iwaizumi's Hajime x Reader

Textbook.
Iwazumi Hajime

Warning: Sexual implications


It was bad enough as it was that you were tired from late night activities with your boyfriend.

Iwaizumi didn't go easy on you, as usual, and you were really feeling it today at school. Legs hurt, back was sore, it made you wince to walk normally, and navigating the girls locker room before P.E. to hide all the marks was a chore. If it wasn't for the fact that Iwaizumi's small knowing smirk appeared every time he saw you, you would've glared and ignored him. But like most of the things the stoic boy did, that particular smirk made your lower regions throb all over again.

It was during P.E. when it happened.

You were sitting on the floor, one leg bent in a criss-cross position and the other stretched out to the side. Chatting with your friends, you reached for your toes of your stretched out leg to lengthen your muscles. After you were satisfied, you folded in your other leg to match the one already bent to complete the butterfly position. Pressing your knees down, you were completely unaware of that.

"Y/n, what's that on your leg?" Your friend, f/n, asked.

"What?" You questioned confusedly, looking quizzicality down at your legs.  

"Um, in your thigh." F/n blushed. "There's a bruise or something on your thigh. Actually, there are multiple..."

You glanced down as f/n trailed off, looking closely to your inner thigh. When you saw it, your face immediately sprung into action and painted your skin bright pink. Bite marks. Bite marks and hickeys littered your inner thigh and peeked out from your P.E. shorts.

"O-oh-" You stuttered out, frantically trying to find a way to explain the marks away. "I uh, slept on my text books?" Wincing at the horrible lie, you carefully avoided eye-contact with your friends around you.

E/c orbs struck contact with olive green eyes that squinted in suspicion at your alarmed expression. Raising an eyebrow, Iwaizumi wordlessly questioned your behavior, a little ways from you. Swallowing a nervous lump in your throats and glancing at your suspecting friends, you gave a minuscule nod downwards and made a small biting gesture with your mouth.

Your boyfriend's eyebrows knit together for a second, before a flash of understanding resonated on his features. Sending you one of his smirks that was reserved especially for you, you could see even from your position when his eyes grew a shade darker and he sensually licked his lips. Cheeks burning hot enough to make breakfast, you turned back to your friends who watched you with hawk eyes.

The friend who pointed out the love bites, their eyes flickered between Iwaizumi and you. Slowly, but surely, putting two-and-two together. Silently cringing as their eyes grew wide in realization, you mentally begged them not to say it out loud.

"Oh my god y/n, I keep telling you not to study in bed! It's bad for you and now look what happened, your books hurt you!"  

Almost laughing in relief, you anxiously glanced back at Iwaizumi. Luckily he had his back turned to you so he didn't get to see the dirty glare you shot at that mouth watering, oh so beautiful, muscled, strong, rippling, covered-in-your-nail-marks, back. ... Jerk.