Kiyoomi was /trying/ to be a good Alpha - remaining considerate towards the omega he was newly courting.
But fuck him, he picked the biggest tease on the goddamn earth.
He hadn’t wanted to rush things when it came to Atsumu. Getting the omega to accept his courting gift had been a task on its own.
But after years of pining and waiting, Atsumu had said yes.
2 months later they’ve yet to go any further than making out on Atsumu’s bed -
Which Kiyoomi was content with.
It wasn’t that he didn’t /want/ to have sex with his omega, just respected his boundaries.
He assumed Atsumu was on the same page until recently when it seemed like his omega was doing everything in his power to tease Kiyoomi.
The subtle touches along his mating glands, the long - frankly inappropriate - sinful kisses in public, hell he was sure Atsumu was purposely bending over to show if ass more than usual.
It was driving Kiyoomi crazy but until he got the verbal say from Atsumu -
he would remain strong…ish.
Sakusa should have known that his future mate was more of an “action” type of person.
They’d been getting dressed for practice after their week long break. Atsumu had been in Hyogo spending time with his twin and brother meaning this
was the first time Kiyoomi was seeing him in over a week. He couldn’t help but keep his attention on the omega who had his back turned towards him talking with Hinata.
“Show me Atsumu! You promised!” The other omega bounced on his feet reaching over to grab the hem of Atsumu’s
t shirt.
Atsumu slapped his hand away with a laugh“Relax Shouyou-kun. Yer gonna see it soon.”
“What’s Hinata seeing?” Kiyoomi asked striding over to place a hand on Atsumu’s waist “Keeping secrets omega?”
Atsumu wiggles out of his hold with a mischievous grin “Don’t worry yer pretty head Omi-Omi. It’s just something I got in Hyogo.”
Sakusa raised a brow at that, Atsumu hadn’t mentioned getting something from Hyogo - now he was really curious.
The team ran through their drills as usual - Atsumu surprised him by choosing Hinata as his partner for their warm ups. He wasn’t annoyed by that - he /wasn’t/.
“Are you and Tsum-Tsum fighting Omi-Kun?” Bokuto asked titling his head, as Kiyoomi stretched his arm over his head
“No.” Sakusa replied keeping his narrowed eyed gaze on Atsumu’s form from across the gym.
The minx up to something.
Sakusa’s assumptions were unfortunately correct and were proven much to his own embarrassment.
MSBY had been split into two teams for a scrimmage match - Atsumu and Kiyoomi on opposite sides. It only took Atsumu to serve for Kiyoomi to /finally/ see it.
Just as his omega leaps into the air to serve, his t shirt rises revealing the tattoo. Intricate ink that was placed
just below his belly button - a womb tattoo.
/Fuck./
Kiyoomi had been squatting low to receive that serve and had promptly fallen on his ass in shock.
“Sakusa you okay?” Meian called jogging over to help him up from the gym floor but Kiyoomi’s gaze on focused on Atsumu
who was smiling innocently.
Without a word, Sakusa strides towards the omega and reaches for his wrist, dragging him out of the gym.
When he passed the locker room Atsumu made a noise of confusion that was ignored.
Their walk to the MSBY dorms were quiet, tense,
He could feel Atsumu’s nervous energy radiating off of him, his peach scent going slightly sour.
He’d sooth those worries soon.
Once they reached Kiyoomi’s room, he turned to the omega “Take off your shirt.”
Atsumu smirked as he reached to remove his shirt “Ya dragged me all the way home just to get to to make off my shirt? I could have done this in the locker room Omi-Omi.”
Once he was shirtless, Kiyoomi’s eyes traced over the design, red ink that formed into a heart - seductive.
“I didn’t bring you here just for that Atsu.” Kiyoomi murmured getting onto his knees and pressing kisses into the new, sensitive tattoo “I wanted you in /my/ den the first time I fucked you.”
Atsumu’s breath hitched at the admission, his eyes fluttering shut
“Can’t believe it took me getting this for ya to finally /do/ something Alpha.” He runs his hand through those dark curls.
Kiyoomi ran his tongue over the ink smirking at the whine from Atsumu “Is that why you got it? To tease me?”
Atsumu laughed breathlessly “No Omi Omi but…” his fingers tugged on Kiyoomi’s hair lifting his head up “I did think of how pretty it would look with yer cum on it.”
Kiyoomi’s pupils dilated before he surged up to kiss Atsumu, his large hand gripping the back of his neck
“Get on the bed Atsumu.” He orders against his lips.
The omega giggled as he was pushed into the mattress, Kiyoomi hovering over him. Atsumu runs a finger across his tattoo teasingly “What do ya say, /Alpha/? Think ya can mark me up?”
Kiyoomi grabs Atsumu’s face with dark,
hungry eyes, looking ready to devour the man below him “Don’t tempt me, Atsumu.”
“Oh, I think I will Omi-Omi.”
tbc bc my lunch is over 🫡😅
🔞NSFW AHEAD 🔞
A growl leaves Kiyoomi’s mouth and his canines extended as he leaned back on his hunches yanking at Atsumu’s shorts.
The omega giggles and lifts his hips to assist Sakusa, biting his lip when the alpha’s eyes darkened even more as his bare pussy was revealed.
His gaze swept over his body, landing on the tattoo that contrasted so well against his tan skin, rubbing a finger across the red ink “Did you mean it baby? You want me to mark you up?” He asked, voice coming out low and raspy.
Atsumu could only nod his head,
chest heaving in excitement and spreading his legs apart, showing more of his soaking pussy “Of course I did, Omi-Omi.”
“I’ll give you want you want omega but first” Kiyoomi smirked, the same that he used against opponents while reaching underneath Atsumu’s thighs,
switching their positions to where it was him lying on the bed with Atsumu straddling his head, pussy inches from his mouth “I want to taste you.”
Kiyoomi’s mouth watered when the scent of peaches and honey filled his senses, he was aching to taste just one drop of his omega.
Not giving the man above him a chance to do anything else, he gripped onto those thick thighs, pulling him in and taking a long lick of his cunt.
Atsumu cried out in surprise, placing his hands on the headboard to keep his balance
while Kiyoomi ate him out like he was a four course meal “Omi!”
The alpha kept his eyes shut as he licked and sucked his omega’s pussy, savoring the slick that practically dripped onto his tongue. Fuck, he couldn’t believe that he held out so long -
denying himself the pleasure of having Atsumu like this. What a gift it was.
“More, more Omi.” Atsumu begs, clutching the headboard tightly while rocking his hips against Kiyoomi’s mouth. A high pitched moan escapes when Kiyoomi bats his tongue against his clit -
the sounds of pleasure from his mate spurring him on “Again! Again!”
Kiyoomi groans against his pussy when more slick gushes out, Atsumu head falls back at the vibrations, a long drawn out moan falling from his lips “Omi. Baby. Yer gonna make me cum.”
With renewed vigor - Kiyoomi continued his ministrations, working Atsumu higher and higher - making sure to pay attention to the omega’s clit. He reached up to hold Atsumu down after he tried to pull his hips away knowing he was close.
“Omi! Omi! Omi!” Atsumu chants breathlessly above him. While he wished he could have seen his pretty boy’s face as he came - getting to swallow all of his cum straight from the source made it all worth it.
Atsumu slumps forward, resting his head on his arms
that were on top of the headboard, trying to catch his breath. To keep the Alpha from suffocating - it would have been welcomed - he scooted back just enough for Kiyoomi to breathe again.
When he was semi recovered he glanced down from between his arms to see Kiyoomi
looking up at him with a wide grin on his lips - the lower half of his face was shining from Atsumu’s slick and cum.
“Fuck Omi.” Atsumu groaned knowing he was getting turned on again.
Sakusa sensing the aroused pheromones from the Omega, flipped their positions once again,
settling himself between Atsumu’s thighs and bringing him into a wet filthy kiss. Atsumu moans, tasting his own slick on Kiyoomi’s lips and eventually his tongue that slid in between his teeth.
Kiyoomi groans against his mouth “Atsu, I need to fuck you.”
The admission has Atsumu’s eyes rolling to the back of his head until a moment of clarity hits him.
“Ya have condom’s right, Omi-Omi? I’m not on any birth control yet.” Atsumu asked pulling back to look at his Alpha.
Sakusa swore under his breath knowing the answer “Shit. I don’t.” He runs a hand down his face in a frustration “I’m sorry baby, here let me go down on you again I’m sure I can-”
Atsumu laughed and put a hand on Kiyoomi’s chest to keep him from moving
“Orrrr.” He drawled out “Ya can fuck my thighs. I know ya’v been wanting to.” To emphansize his point - Atsumus squeezes his thighs that were wrapped around Kiyoomi’s hips.
/“Fuck.”/ Kiyoomi swears again for a different reason, rising up slightly to
give Atsumu room to push his thighs together while he shucks off his shorts and underwear “Yeah. Let's do that.”
Atsumu smiles wickedly when his legs were lifted to rest over Kiyoomi’s shoulder, his inner thighs already coating with his slick
“Come on then Alpha take what you need.”
“You’re such a fucking tease.” Kiyoomi growled, pushing his fingers inside of the omega to gather slick, coating it over his hard, pulsing cock.
“Ah!” Atsumu cried out, still sensitive from his previous orgasm.
Kiyoomi kept one hand on Atsumu’s calf while the other gripped his cock, pressing the head in between Atsumu’s slicked thighs “Are you ready baby?”
“I should be asking ya - Oh!” Atsumu gasps when Kiyoomi thrusts forward, the head of his cock barely brushing against his clit.
Kiyoomi let out a light laugh “Wanna try that again Atsu?”
“Just keep going Omi - please!” Atsumu whines, feeling himself slick up even more.
The Alpha groaned and began a quick pace, his cock sliding easily between Atsumu’s tightened thighs “Fuck, peaches.”
His head falls forward at how tight and wet Atsumu felt “Your thighs are so fucking tempting, do you know how often I thought about doing this? Fucking into your thighs like they were your wet pussy?”
Atsumu cries out when the head of Kiyoomi’s cock finally,
finally bumping against his clit, slick practically gushing out of him at this point,adding more lubrication for Sakusa “O-Omi. Oh yes!”
The omega wiggles his hips trying to get Kiyoomi’s dick inside of him only for the Alpha to grip his hips “You want my cock that bad baby?”
He coos, squeezing his calf tightly, lips ticking up when Atsumu nods his head rapidly “Too bad. You’re going to take it just like this. I’m going to keep fucking your thighs until I cum all over that pretty tattoo. Isn’t that what you wanted sweetheart?”
Atsumu’s sobs out a moan when Sakusa increases his pace letting out his own grunts and groans.
Their scents began to intermingle together spurring on their coupling. Atsumu couldn’t help but tighten his thighs even more, the stimulation on his clit becoming too much.
The knot in his stomach tightened, legs shaking from keeping them out “Omi- baby, I’m gonna-”
“Yeah?” Kiyoomi pants out knowing he was just as close “Me too sweetheart, why don’t you come for me again?”
After one last hard thrust, Atsumu arches his back and cums for the second time that afternoon.
Kiyoomi moans at the sensation, his own hips stuttering as he pulls back, freeing his cock from Atsumu’s thighs and begins to stroke himself, chasing his own release.
“Watch omega,” Kiyoom ordered, keeping his gaze on red ink “Watch as I mark you as mine.” Atsumu gasps when Kiyoomi finally cums all over the tattoo and abs.
The couple breathed heavily coming down from their high before offering each other shy smiles.
Atsumu reached his hands out for Kiyoomi to come cuddle.
Quickly wiping down the omega knowing he’d rather not have his own cum all over him, Kiyoomi laid ontop of Atsumu burying his head into his neck - inhaling the peaches and honey scent wafting from his glands.
“Mmm.” Atsumu hums scratching down Kiyoomi’s spine gently “That was good.”
“Sorry about the condoms.” Kiyoomi grumbled against his neck.
Atsumu kisses the crown of his head, muffling his own laughter “It’s alright Omi-Omi,
we’ll be prepared next time because we’re definitely doing that again. I’ve been waiting forever for this!”
“This was all part of your plan wasn’t it Atsu?” The other man groaned against his skin “Why can’t you just /ask/ me to fuck you like a normal person?”
This time Atsumu was unable to cover his laugh, pulling back so Kiyoomi could see his seemingly innocent smile “I have no idea what yer talking about Omi-Omi.”
Day 3 done! Whew. Sorry it took me to get the rest of this out! But it’s here and it’s pure filth! Hope you enjoyed! 😌😌💖💖
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Something was wrong with Omi - Atsumu decided.
Clearly the man fell out of bed and knocked his head on something this morning because this /wasn’t/ the Sakusa he knows - and held the biggest fucking torch for
Now he was used to Sakusa’s wicked tongue - always quick to snark back when he and Atsumu bickered with each other. What he wasn’t used to was that wicked tongue turning sultry and seductive.
Atsumu wasn’t exactly sure how he got back up against the wall of the bar
where the party MSBY was throwing in celebration for the end of the season - Sakusa staring at him with a look that had his palms sweating and stomach clenching.
Okay well maybe he did know how it happened.
/Maybe/ he sort of accidentally confessed to said man offhandedly
Atsumu’s mama had raised him to be a friendly and welcoming person - as he grew up, he tried to maintain those teachings even if it was hidden beneath his asshole personality.
So when he noticed the incredibly hot man with pretty curls and adorable moles moving into the apartment across from his, well, Atsumu would do what any good neighbor would do and welcome the newcomer to the neighborhood.
Atsumu stays up all night making his cute neighbor homemade onigiri - recipes courtesy of Samu - a variety of flavor combinations just in case Mr. Adorable Moles was picky. He felt proud with each onigiri he shaped and molded - putting in the utmost care into them.
When Kiyoomi agreed to be the best man for his old college roommate’s wedding he hadn’t expected to meet the most beautiful man he’s ever been graced to lay eyes on.
He wished Bokuto had at least given him a warning about /Akaashi’s/ best man then he would have at least been somewhat prepared when he was introduced to Miya Atsumu.
The only coherent thoughts in his head as he shook the stunning blond’s hand were:
/Holy Fuck/ and /I’m going to date the shit out of this man./
Luckily for him, Atsumu seemed just as interested judging by the flirtatious smiles thrown his way and the nickname ‘Omi’ given to him. They grew closer as the wedding day neared -