atsumu had never been eaten out. it's too intimate and banal for one night hookups. he trusts his boyfriend, kiyoomi, more than anything in his life.
so obviously he should be the first to taste his slick, right?
kiyoomi hasn't even started yet, and still atsumu is dripping like a broken facet.
atsumu insisted on wearing his top, but leaving his bottom bare and kiyoomi nodded along, eager to get to the task.
kiyoomi loved eating them out, whether be it ass or pussy.
but he knew that he needed to be careful; that atsumu was delicate and that he never should rupture that bubble of trust between them.
so here they were, atsumu clutching a pillow tight against his chest, back to the bed, and a flush redder than blood adorning his face.
he looked downright delicious.
kiyoomi blowed on his exposed pussy, once, twice before atsumu snapped his legs shut and glared at him.
"stop teasing me, omi!", his voice was pelutant, but it was a warning nontheless.
"you know i am just excited, atsu."
"ugh, stop saying that, it makes me feel bad. like i deny you sexual pleasure or something!", atsumu covered his face in frustration.
"now, now, you know that's not what i meant.", kiyoomi bent to gently remove atsumu's hands from his face.
"it's just i love you every much,
dear. and you have the right to refuse me at any time.", and with this, kiyoomi licked a bold stripe up his cunt, from the labia to the clit, and atsumu arched off the bed, a loud gasp leaving his face.
"though i don't suppose you want me to stop.", he smirked against
the wet heat, and the way atsumu's thighs quivered he knew that his boyfriend could /feel/ that smirk too.
another lick and atsumu started to pull away, and kiyoomi can't have that now, can he? so he grabbed onto atsumu's thighs and pulled him strongly.
kiyoomi face was pressed very tightly against atsumu's cunt and he was in heaven.
before atsumu could retaliate, kiyoomi sucked on his clit, hard. the same clit which he had touched and kneaded and pinched so many times during intercourse but never tasted.
today was his chance
atsumu /screamed/, akin to a caterwaul, and bucked wildly into kiyoomi's mouth.
"please...", he desperately sobbed. "please, omi..."
for a second, kiyoomi wanted to tease him some more, probably edge him a little and then force the orgasm out of it.
but it was atsumu's first time with receiving oral, and he trusted kiyoomi to make this pleasurable and that was kiyoomi's main focus, wasn't it?
and it wasn't like he wouldn't get more chances in the future to get his tongue on atsumu.
he would make sure of it.
so finally deciding to buckle up, he licked with abandon around atsumu's labia and clit, pushing off the hood off with just his tongue, as atsumu thrashed around like a dying snake.
once or twice, kiyoomi's teeth accidentally caught on his clit, but atsumu seemed to like it,
and the third time, he did it on purpose, applying pressure just so much that atsumu could feel the faintest amount of pain.
the blonde's hips were moving like a piston engine, up and down, as if he just couldn't help himself.
a particular hard suck to the clit and atsumu came, tears escaping his eyes and lips forming a long gasp.
kiyoomi immediately moved away after his climax ended, not wanting to overstimulate him.
for a few minutes, atsumu kept staring at the ceiling, eyes wide as if he was having an epiphany. he probably was.
"so?", kiyoomi asked, voice bordering on smug. "did i change your mind about oral sex?"
atsumu stared at him very seriously.
"you might have to do that again so i could decide properly."
yes.
forgot to mention @sktsweek so pls roll to the top to rt and am sorry again.
#miyacest#osaatsu nsfw
atsumu always sends his pics to osamu before posting it on any social media site.
he crosses the limit when he sends a video of his ass swallowing up a garish red dildo, moaning like a harlot everytime it sits fully into him.
his face to torso is flushed a brilliant red, much like the dildo itself. his cock, useless and small, bounces everytime he twists the toy deep inside, undoubtedly hitting his prostate, if the huge moan he let out was an indicaton.
"how is this looking to send to omi?", he asked
through text.
osamu replied back, "pretty good, but i would use a better microphone to record yer pretty little sounds."
the second year highschooler had rudely stomped on a regular's handkerchief despite already having stopped it, almost wiped clean the new umeboshi stock with his gluttoned tongue, and broke osamu's favourite set of crockery.
the crockery was osamu's last straw , for it was very expensive and very rare, and would take six months of savings to replace.
it was not inaccurate to say that osamu was pissed off.
despite being 25 and successful, he had employed his dweeb of a brother as part-time help,
atsumu has seen kiyoomi changing in their gym locker room. seen the water from his shower still running down the planes of his back, watched them tense and flex under the shower spray.
he was a man on a mission. a mission to get his back blown by kiyoomi.
the seduction doesn't take long: atsumu is an expert in the field of riling men up, both sexually and aggravatingly.
a few coy glances, a bite of the lip, and a careful brush of the hand and kiyoomi was pudding in his hand.
atsumu kisses fiercely, tasting and licking into kiyoomi's mouth indulgently, who groped at his ass in return as he led him to what osamu once called the fuck room.
they fall to the sheets, atsumu dragging his lover for the night on top of him.
#sakuatsu where atsumu is a Belle Delphine like gamer boy who tries to sell his bath water to earn some extra bucks and ends up clowned by rookie roaster kiyoomi.
well, atleast he made double kiyoomi's annual income just from the water.
though, this isn't to say that this
eccentric youtuber with a hello kitty mask and dark curls hasn't piqued his interests.
he sends a dm to his Instagram and is promptly left on read.
this humiliating experience sends great umbrage on our little gamer boi and he decides to ennact his revenge... with clickbaits.
atsumu miya posts a video on pornhub, with the title, "I CAN TAKE ALL 10 INCHES OF SAKUSA KIYOOMI DOWN MY THROAT", with a misleading thumbnail, where his cheeks are puffed up, and eyes point to the camera, a classic blowjob pov.
sorry but there is something very hot about a meian disastrously down bad for atsumu.
he is ready to cheat on his wife of five years just to run his tongue down atsumu's taint or clean the cum out of his hole.
he never had such thoughts before atsumu showed up on day to msby try-outs, all bright eyes and huge smiles and meian was gone.
everday he's trying to get to it, but atsumu takes his flirting for just some platonic roughhousing, mostly because he already has a spouse.
it has spiralled so much that he hadn't even touched his wife in weeks, for he can only imagine a flushed atsumu under him, and is now even considering if a divorce would make atsumu open to the idea of wrapping his lovely thighs around meian's waist.
#sakuatsu atsumu's nights have been heavy lately as he lies awake fearing the prophecy his late grandma who warned them that a foriegner would change the fate of their clan.
his worse fears come true when a helicoptor lands just near his hut, and out steeped a man.
he didn't know the foriegner, didn't know his name, or his origins, or his work, but he could feel it in his soul- this man will change inarzaki.
as soon as their eyes met, atsumu gave a yell, instantly alerting his family and friends. and then he flexed his bow at the man,
who raised his hands in defeat.
"woah, woah, woah, i mean no harm, i am a zoologist! a scientist! i only came here to study your fauna", his words were jumbled and nonsense to atsumu's ears, as he didn't understand the language, but he nevertheless pinned his bow down.