#nsfw AtsuHina: This year they're staying in and having some quality time. Atsumu thinks it's romantic to snuggle under the kotatsu, but he also wants to be pampered a little, so he asks Hinata if he'll clean his ears, thinking this is peak domestic intimacy and also lets him lay
on Hinata's lap. Hinata's generally agreeable to Atsumu's suggestions, and gamely pats his knee, so Atsumu can cuddle up on his lap. Atsumu sighs in bliss. What he hasn't factored in is Hinata's intensity - not that Hinata is too rough with the ear stick, but... maybe a little
too thorough? Like he's really intently trying to get every little nook and cranny, and it goes on long past Atsumu's just done with the whole idea. And then - Hinata comments on how Atsumu's ear hairs need a trim, and this is perfect because he's right there to help! Hinata
upends Atsumu from his lap to dash across their flat and get the ear and nose hair trimmer, and it's the least sexy experience of their relationship to date. Atsumu can't complain when Hinata is so proud of his work, but he also can't help sulking, just lying under the kotatsu
and wishing they'd gone out dancing or booked tickets for one of those boat parties, cruising down the Tonbori river instead. There's something else he forgot about Hinata, though, and after a while Hinata gets fidgety from sitting around so long. Hinata gets up and disappears
into the bathroom again, returning with a bottle of lotion from Brazil. He sits down at the opposite side of the kotatsu where Atsumu's feet are sticking out since he's so tall, and Hinata warms some lotion in his hands and then begins massaging Atumu's feet. Oh, wow, does that
feel really good - Atsumu starts to forget all about the ear hair humiliation and relaxes into hinata's touch. "I spent so much time up top," Hinata grins, "Figured I'd take care of you here too." Atsumu moans and nods his appreciation, eyes heavy lidded. He half listens to the
TV and Hinata's soft humming as those brutally strong spiker's hands work every inch of his feet until he feels boneless, just lying there and enjoying being pampered just like he'd wanted. But Hinata has some plans of his own, and soon those hands are stroking up his arches, and
caressing his ankles, and working between his toes in a... provocative kind of way. Atsumu cracks open an eye to find Hinata concentrating with his tongue poking out. Those hands are sending tingles all the way up his calves to his thighs, and then right to the junction between,
because Hinata knows every sensitive spot on his whole body. Atsumu lets Hinata know his appreciation with a deep, sultry moan. Hinata looks up, and Atsumu waggles his eyebrows. Hinata grins, and cocks his head. "Why don't you come out of there?" This entreaty in Hinata's sexiest
voice makes Atsumu's dick jump in his sweatpants. He wastes no time scooting out from the kotatsu and placing his feet on Hinata's lap as instructed. He leans back on his elbows and Hinata starts to tease him for real, long deliberate strokes over his sensitive feet and ankles.
His thighs tense and ripple from the pleasure of Hinata's hands on his skin, but it' snothing compared to when Hinata lifts his foot to his mouth and starts to kiss and lick his toes. Atsumu's eyes widen. This is new, this is - oh. /Oh./ Atsumu sucks in a breath when Hinata's
tongue pushes between his toes and then he takes two of them into his mouth. Atsumu's pulse thrums. He's amazed at how sweet that suction feels, like Hinata's sucking everywhere the blood beats in his veins, especially where his sweats are tented. Hinata's gaze takes in the state
of Atsumu's groin, and slips the toes from his mouth - but only so he can pay the same attentions to the other foot. Atsumu whines, hips twitching. But his lover is relentless, taking his sweet time with each toe, each tender hollow inbetween. It's all the worse to have to watch
Hinata's coy, sensual expressions as he knows exactly what he's doing to make Atsumu absolutely crazy with lust. When Hinata is also flushed and heavy lidded, lips and chin wet from his ministrations, he releases Atsumu's toes and presses a kiss right on Atsumu's ankle, locking
their gazes. He lowers Atsumu's foot, and Atsumu quivers in his skin, wondering what will be next. Hinata places Atsumu's foot in his lap, and then takes his other foot, and lines them up over the bulge in his shorts. Hinata ruts into them, slowly rocking his hips and letting
out a breathy sigh. Atsumu shivers, feeling how hard Hinata is with the soles of his feet. He angles his toes, nudging into the tops of Hinata's thighs. "Mmm, yeah," Hinata rasps, rutting harder into Atsumu's feet. Atsumu zeroes in on the way Hinata bites his lip, and shifts his
feet again to give Hinata a better angle. Hinata groans and rolls his body in a slow, languid motion that drags his erection along the pressure of Atsumu's feet. Atsumu licks his lips. "Take off yer shorts," he says. "If ya want." Hinata nods, yanking the front of his shorts down
so his erection can spring free. "God you have really attractive feet, Atsumu," Hinata chuckles, putting more lotion in his hands to warm it before he slicks himself, and adjusts Atsumu's feet where he wants them, holding them tight to his groin. Atsumu can't tear his eyes away
but he does have to ask, "Just my feet?" Hinata chuckles, speeding up his thrusts and closing his eyes. "Silly. I want all of you, all the time, 'cause you're the sexiest. And the best." Atsumu flushes, dick still hard in his sweats, but he can only stare in awe as Hinata takes
his pleasure, shuddering and climaxing on Atsumu's toes. He watches all of it, rapt. Hinata is glowing, afterward, even as he cleans them up. "Wow," Atsumu says. Hinata gives him a mischievous smile, stalking over to where he's stretched out on the floor. He gives Atsumu a once-
over, then ever so gently touches his foot to Atsumu's obvious bulge, sliding toes along his length. "That pretty dick of yours ready for some special treatment?" he asks. Atsumu can only nod eagerly, staring up at Hinata's fond smile, ready to face the thrill of the unknown,
and so gratful that they decided to stay in because lucky them - it's going to be a kinky new year.💖

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