Thread by @erisabesu3

#atsuhina #nsfw

when shouyou's in atsumu's lap, riding him on the couch or at the dinner table or on the floor in the entryway because they couldn't wait anymore, they don't stop kissing the entire time. they love to kiss, every kind of kiss, nibble, bite, lick, flourish of

tongue a confession of love swept up in simmering desire.

atsumu's hands fit perfectly around shouyou's ass, following the undulations of his body and squeezing handfuls of curved muscle as shouyou rises and sinks down, over and over on his thick cock.

shouyou's hands cling to atsumu's shoulders, press fingernail prints into his back, glide up the side of his neck and cup his face. they trace where his jaw works as they kiss deeper and deeper, messy tongue-tangled kisses muffling their moans.

when they're both worked up in that frenzied homestretch, shouyou winds his hands into atsumu's hair, flat palms stroking the contours of his skull and then gripping tight with both fists—and yanking. /hard/. just this side of painful; just a bit too much.

it sends a thrill all through atsumu's body and shouyou can feel atsumu's cock swell inside him, impossibly hard and burning him with the sudden stretch—there's nothing he loves better than pushing atsumu so close to the edge they both turn feral, humping like desperate animals.

shouyou tugs on atsumu's hair and atsumu rams tongue and cock into shouyou's trembling body until they burst, swallowing each other's cries, riding it out until they're limp with satisfaction.

even then, they keep kissing. slow, tender kisses of yearning, of euphoria. kisses that confirm the answers to all their earlier confessions—

yes, it's you, it's only you, it'll always be /you/, and i'm yours forever.

🦊☀️