Thread by @atsumusfreckels

#ushisakuatsu | 🔞nsfw, dom/sub dynamics, voyeurism, teasing, praise/degradation kink, 1.6k special

"Ruin me."

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The obscene noises and moans filling the room echoed in Kiyoomi's ears.

Every whine ripped from the blonde resting against him earned a desperate groan from the man kneeling on the floor, the gag around his mouth muffling the needy sounds that his lips let out

as his body struggles around the rope holding his wrists together and his thighs wide open.

To say it's a sight would be an understatement, the image doing wonders to Kiyoomi as he takes on the man moaning and writhing against him,

broad back resting on his chest as toned thighs keep themselves wide open for Kiyoomi’s use, serving as well as a beautiful tease for his other lover.

And it's times like this, that Kiyoomi delights on the needy and eager nature of his partners,

an insatiable longing and desire to be good for him, to give the whole charge of their mind and bodies on Kiyoomi's caring and willing hands, never doubting their boyfriend as they put their entire trust on the curly haired man.

It's times like this, when the two men lay themselves on the palm of Kiyoomi's hand, willing and pliant without second thoughts, that he lets himself go.

Delighting in the sounds that his fingers make as every thrust into the blonde meets his lubed entrance without any mercy,

a joyful feeling making itself present on his chest as he takes in the desperate groans and tears spilling from the man a few feet away.

The noise echoing in the room making the sound of the vibrations coming from the plug buried deep inside the green haired man

fade away almost entirely, but the flush high on his cheeks and his red looking cock being enough of a tale for Kiyoomi to know the feeling is good.

Not enough to make him come untouched, but just enough to leave him wanting more,

hips rocking down on the floor beneath him to try and push the object impossibly deeper.

"Look at you, so desperate for more." Dark obsidian eyes lock themselves with olive colored ones,

taking pleasure in the way the eye contact alone is enough to have the bigger man breathing hard.

"I bet you're so desperate to touch, wanna bury yourself deep inside Atsumu's tight, needy hole."

The words accompanied by his fingers spreading Atsumu open

for the other man to see are more than enough to have him rocking against the bed once again, muffled whines falling from his mouth along with the drool spilling around the gag holding his jaw.

Atsumu's own moans start to fill the room once again as Kiyoomi laughs mockingly,

fingers moving again with an unforgivable pace, gracing his prostate just the necessary to be tease, leaving him a whimpering mess of tired limbs against the other man, full weight being supported by Kiyoomi himself.

"Don't you want that, Wakatoshi-kun? To be able to make of our little Atsu a total mess, have him drool on your cock like the needy precious thing he is?"

His words earn delicious reactions as both men whimper in their place, the two of them desperate for more, for each other.

For Kiyoomi.

"Omi- ah! Toshi, please," The begging coming from the blonde traveled straight to his hardening cock as the three digits buried deep inside of him moved relentlessly, every thrust ripping more and more sweet noises from his boyfriend's rosy lips.

"What was that, Atsu? You want more?" The responding whine is enough to plaster a knowing smirk on his face, eyes turning impossibly darker at the desire pooling on him. "Do you think you earned it? You think you deserve to be fucked like you love so much?"

A hand came up to the blonde's chest, pulling and twisting one pink, sensitive nipple between his pointer and thumb, ripping the most incredible noises from his lover.

"Yes, please- yes, I've been good Omi-ah. Please, please- Toshi…"

Every little beg felt sweet in his ears, and with one last look at the wrecked man on his lap, Kiyoomi's eyes moved again to meet Wakatoshi's hungry gaze, smiling at his boyfriend as this one looked directly at the mess of a man that laid in his arms.

"And what about you, Wakatoshi-kun? Do you think he earned it?" The desperate cries of agreement came in a second, putting a satisfied smile on his face.

Both men painted a beautiful picture as the desperation and desire for one another

poured from them in a dangerously obvious manner, stimulated bodies trembling under Kiyoomi's control.

"Is that so, well. Then, we shouldn't keep our pretty boy waiting, should we?" And without further ado, Kiyoomi moves away from the blonde,

resting his lover's body against the pillows in the most gentle of ways, before walking towards Wakatoshi's writhing body.

His hands made quick work of the gag, carefully pulling this one out of the man's mouth,

one hand coming up to cradle his jaw, leaving soothing touches behind with every stroke of his finger.

He kneeled in front of his boyfriend, leaving loving kisses on every inch of skin he could reach as his hands made quick work of descarting the rope around his thighs

caressing the skin with graceful traces, earning a content smile and pleased hums from Wakatoshi with every soft press of his lips.

And just when the man found himself released from the fabric holding his body in the right position, did Kiyoomi move to stand,

bringing the man along with him in a careful hold, to later guide him to the end of the bed, where their lover laid prettily and completely spent.

Flushed chest rising and falling with every deep breath, traces of his release pooling at his belly

after numerous times of coming under the merciless touch or the dark haired man, eyes half lidded trailing after every movement of his partners' as those took on the stunning image Atsumu painted in front of them.

"You've been so good for us, darling. So sweet and obedient. Hasn't he, Wakatoshi-kun?" The man in front of him gave a nod in agreement, eyes never leaving Atsumu's trembling figure even as his hand came up to hold Kiyoomi's, as this one rested on his hip.

"So good for us." The hoarseness of his voice made the words come out more deep and groggy than usual, the sound alone sending a visible shiver through the blonde's body, ripping a whimper from him in the process.

"You've earned this, Atsu. So now, why don't you tell us what you want?" His dark gaze never stopped looking into honey colored eyes as the man laying on the bed took a shuddering breath, trembling legs coming up to spread themselves in a silent invitation.

"Please, Omi, Toshi." The little cries of their names made both men shiver in place as desire took over them once again, watching eagerly as Atsumu laid back into the mattress, body showing how he was at his boyfriends' complete mercy. "Ruin me."

The sweet plea was more than enough to rip a groan from the green haired man, Kiyoomi coming closer to whisper words of encouragement to Wakatoshi, breath gracing the man's neck, lips tugging on a hungry and wicked smile.

"You heard him, sweetheart. Why don't you give our baby what he's so sweetly begging for?" A hand came up to grab a handful of hair, pulling the man's head back with a not so hard grip to speak right on his ear.

"This is your own reward, make of him the beautiful mess he loves to be."

And without another word, he pushed gently on the man in front of him, who wasted no time in crawling to where Atsumu laid on the bed in shaky legs,

plug still buried deep inside of him as a subtle reminder, Kiyoomi still had the control of it all.

Even as Wakatoshi's thrusts made the blonde cry and moan for more, turning him into a wrecked mess, drool spilling from his mouth at the overstimulation traveling his body,

meeting every move of the other’s hips spot on as groans and whimpers came from the man on top of him, body writhing with every mark that Atsumu's nails left behind.

And Kiyoomi loved it, every single moment of it.

As he watched from the couch placed a few steps away from the bed, his babys' lips mouthing his name in every moan and scream of pleasure even as he laid back without touching or saying anything.

But it was enough, soon it will be his turn, but for now,

he delighted in the picture of his lovers coming apart under his watchful eye, hazy gazes tracing after him in search of approval, of praise, of anything Kiyoomi was willing to give them.

And he loved it.

He loved his partners, loved their trust and loved being able to make of them a stunning, incredible mess.

//I'll be honest, this was totally used as an excuse to have two of my babygirls crying in pleasure, and of course Kiyoomi had to do the honors👀💗