Thread by @FORUSOMIMIYA

#NSFWSktsWeek2023 @sktsweek DAY 4 - “confessions” #sakuatsu nsfw // drunk confession, kiyoomi and Atsumu first kiss.

Sakusa had liked Atsumu for a long time, but never dared to tell him. Maybe out of fear, or out of shame… who knows?

He took advantage of the boys invitation to go out to a pub to get drunk and blurt out his confession when he was not in his right mind.

Then it would be easier to digest the rejection.

He spotted Atsumu dancing in the middle of the dance floor, letting himself be carried away

by the music. Eyes closed and head cocked from side to side. He approached him from behind and took a deep breath.

"Atsumu" called Sakusa. He got no response. The blond was still with his eyes closed, in a state of extreme relaxation and distraction. Sakusa had only one chance

and it had to be that night.

"Atsumu" he called again. He tapped his shoulder as he saw the blond ignore him again, until he finally turned around.

A topand splendid smile appears in atsumu’s face.

"Omi! What are you doing not dancing? Come on!"

He took both arms and lifted them up making him dance, as if he was his puppet. Sakusa wasn't playing games.

"Atsumu I love you" he spit out. His heart was about to burst out of his mouth.

"Awww i love you too omi!" shouted Atsumu ‘cause the high volume in the room.

Damn Atsumu Miya.

He was an idiot even in serious moments.

"No Atsumu, I mean it. I love you" drunk and red eyes looking intensely at atsumu's ones. This was going to go wrong, but worse was going to be the regret for not doing it.

"What do you mean?"

"I- i like you, Atsumu"

For a moment, Atsumu's smile faded and Sakusa thought all was lost. Their friendship, their moments together.

It was the end. Atsumu would want nothing to do with him and would distance himself completely.

They wouldn't go out to dinner together and he wouldn't ask for help with training. They would be complete strangers again.

“Oh, come on, Omi! No way!" sakusa just looked at him, no word came out of his mouth, and that was enough for Atsumu to know that sakusa meant it.

No one better than him would know what it meant when sakusa kiyoomi didn't utter a word and stared into your eyes.

“You mean it?" Sakusa raised an eyebrow.

¿Was it that hard to understand?

Atsumu was caught off guard. His muteness conveyed insecurity to sakusa.

And fear. Lot of fear. Now was supposed to be when Atsumu was telling him that he didn't feel the same way.

But that’s wasn’t what happened.

It all happened in a matter of seconds.

The only thing sakusa remembered the next morning was that Atsumu licked his lips before kiss him. Then, a warmth grew inside him.

He didn't know if it was because of the heat, the alcohol, or Atsumu. The answer, it was the third one.

Sakusa had never kissed Atsumu, so he didn't know how to react. But Atsumu, a boy who had kissed hundreds of boys and girls, was going to teach him.

Atsumu's tongue found its way between kiyoomi's lips, which he gladly received and responded in kind.

The gasps intensified, and when they least expected it, they were devouring each other in front of thirty people, rubbing their hard cocks together, gasping constantly trying to breath.

The last thing sakusa cared about was what would happen the next day.

He had got what he wanted.

Kiss Atsumu Miya.

But that night he not only kissed him. He ended up letting himself be fucked by him, being a complete submissive, moaning his name without fear of being heard while he bounced on his cock begging for being filled

before the alcohol left him and he fell exhausted on the bed after cumming three times and forgetting his name.

The next morning he did not wake up alone.

Beside him was the man who had asked him for a one-night stand, something Sakusa promised and failed to do within the hour.

Fucking in secret became a habit between them.

// end (: