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Moving the net that hung behind the door out of the way, you knocked on the open metal doors.
"Hey guys!" You grinned at them. Standing infront of the net in your Shiratorizawa female volleyball jersey and black spandex. "Let's play, ______-chan!" Tendou said excitedly.
"It'll go left!" Tendou yelled from the other side of the court. Your eyes widened in mid-air as Tendou blocked your spike perfectly. Pouting, you bent down again to pick up another volleyball. "Aww, Tendou. You blocket 5 out of my 8 spikes."
Ushijima watched the one-on-one match from the floor against the wall. Your back against him, Tendou facing him on the other side.
Every move you made. Every spike, receive, and serve. Ushijima felt his face growing redder by the second. Every move you made had your short spanks ride higher and higher up your ass, it could basically be underwear. Also, everytime you picked it out, he caught a glimpse of panties from his spot below.
He could almost imagine how the rest of your undies would look, or how beautiful you'd look with him-
Ushijima's perverted thoughts were cut off by a yellow and blue volleyball rolling beside him. He looked up. You were there, on all fours, in the midst of getting up from a failed dive recieve.
But to the ace of Shiratorizawa, it looked different. Your butt was in the air and your spanks, higher than ever. More than half of your nice, round cheeks, which you probably got from training and volleyball, were visible to him. He also got to see more than just a glimpse of your underwear.
"Ushijima-kun, would you pass me the b- Wh-what's wrong?" You asked him in confusion. Ushijima's face exploded into a red cherry bomb.
Picking up the ball, Ushijima barely had the power to toss it back to you. "N-nothing, _______-san, I'm fine." He said, walking to the door. "I'm gonna ge," He coughed. "I'm gonna get some fresh air."
Nodding in reply you walked next to him as you picked at your shorts. And at the same time, Ushijima walked straight into the metal door.
"U-Ushijima-kun?!"
"Hey guys!" You grinned at them. Standing infront of the net in your Shiratorizawa female volleyball jersey and black spandex. "Let's play, ______-chan!" Tendou said excitedly.
"It'll go left!" Tendou yelled from the other side of the court. Your eyes widened in mid-air as Tendou blocked your spike perfectly. Pouting, you bent down again to pick up another volleyball. "Aww, Tendou. You blocket 5 out of my 8 spikes."
Ushijima watched the one-on-one match from the floor against the wall. Your back against him, Tendou facing him on the other side.
Every move you made. Every spike, receive, and serve. Ushijima felt his face growing redder by the second. Every move you made had your short spanks ride higher and higher up your ass, it could basically be underwear. Also, everytime you picked it out, he caught a glimpse of panties from his spot below.
He could almost imagine how the rest of your undies would look, or how beautiful you'd look with him-
Ushijima's perverted thoughts were cut off by a yellow and blue volleyball rolling beside him. He looked up. You were there, on all fours, in the midst of getting up from a failed dive recieve.
But to the ace of Shiratorizawa, it looked different. Your butt was in the air and your spanks, higher than ever. More than half of your nice, round cheeks, which you probably got from training and volleyball, were visible to him. He also got to see more than just a glimpse of your underwear.
"Ushijima-kun, would you pass me the b- Wh-what's wrong?" You asked him in confusion. Ushijima's face exploded into a red cherry bomb.
Picking up the ball, Ushijima barely had the power to toss it back to you. "N-nothing, _______-san, I'm fine." He said, walking to the door. "I'm gonna ge," He coughed. "I'm gonna get some fresh air."
Nodding in reply you walked next to him as you picked at your shorts. And at the same time, Ushijima walked straight into the metal door.
"U-Ushijima-kun?!"
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