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skts | Day 8: Free Day or The Dragon’s Consort |Dragon Omi x Elf Atsumu @sktsweek #nsfwsktsweek2023

Atsumu let out a groan when his knees hit the gravel path - the large hands on his shoulders shoving him down.

His captor’s laughter was mocking and hateful.

“Oh so sorry /your highness/ we’ll make sure to be gentle next time.”

Atsumu spits curses at him in elvish wiggling his bounded hands trying to break free. He barely had time to blink before a fist was hurling towards his face, making contact with his lip, splitting it.

A muffled ‘Tsumu!’ was drowned out by his cry of pain.

Golden eyes shifted over to his twin who was bound and gagged as well, the ropes digging into his wrists. Their capturers learned early on that Osamu was always more than ready to throw a punch.

Unfortunately it meant his brother was more roughed up than Atsumu was.

They hadn’t meant to go too far out during their riding today - they were warned to stay close to the castle but Osamu challenged him to a race.

The challenge was more than enough to spur the elf princes into going well beyond the safety of Atsumu’s home.

It didn’t take long for these bastards to ambush them and drag their kicking and screaming bodies onto a cart, hauling them away.

They’d been traveling for hours, by now the whole kingdom would be aware that they were missing.

Fuck, his mate was going to lose his mind.

Hands grab at his hair and turn his head forward forcefully “Now that’s no way for a Prince to speak /your highness/,

show some respect for your new king.” One of the guards spits out, stepping out of the way to reveal the man who had made the mistake of kidnapping him.

The King was young, nearly as young as Atsumu appeared to be. His face was twisted into a victorious grin,

his hungry gaze tracing over the Prince’s form. A gaudy golden crown sat on his head - Indicating that he must be newly appointed - a king not wanting to part with his crown.

Pathetic.

“Ah, the infamous twin elven Princes.” The King began to circle Atsumu “Pure omegas promised to the beasts of the mount - isn’t that such a waste.” He traced his finger down the omega’s jaw.

Atsumu snapped his teeth at the finger, missing it by a second. The king only laughed

“A firecracker - your time with those monsters must have made you lose your manners - but don’t worry, I’ll free you from your prison.”

Atsumu’s glare intensified. “Yer a fool to think ya can get away with kidnapping /me/ of all people. Ya just made yer own deathbed.”

The King let out a belly laugh and pulled out a sword to hold up to the Prince’s neck “Do you think I’m afraid of you? I know your reputation as a warrior - honestly I expected more from the Miya twins.”

The glare falls from the Prince’s face, replaced with a cocky smirk “Who the hell said I was talkin’ about myself?”

The King stilled while his guards shuffled nervously “Uh, your highness, the beast-“

“Does not know where we are - you’ve travelled far from the kingdom,

it’ll never find us.” He snarled, whirling on guard next to him.

“My mate will /always/ find me.” Atsumu promises, his eyes widening when the King backhands him hard enough to make his head spin.

Before the King could make another remark,

an earth shattering roar, bellowed from above.

The King’s guards let out screams of fright at the sight of the large, bronze, imposing dragon diving down towards them. They attempted to run, backing away from the captive Princes only to stop when a second dragon appeared,

this one larger, scales as dark as night, that shimmered iridescent in the sunlight.

/Omi./

The black dragon landed in front of the King, teeth bared and smoke blowing from its nostrils. His dark eyes flickered between Atsumu and the King who had a sword to his neck.

“Stand down beast! Or your /mate/ will face his demise!” The king attempted to order.

Atsumu rolled his eyes and threw his elbow back, ramming it into the man’s gut causing the man to release him and gasp for breath.

He hardly stood a chance when the dragon opened his mouth,

fire erupting out, consuming the King and burning him into ash.

The guards made a run only for the bronzed dragon to swipe them with his large tail, crushing them into the ground.

Atsumu ran to his twin, yanking off his ties as he went.

Kneeling by Osamu he removed the gag and untied his arms “Ya good Samu?”

“Fuckers were lucky we were unarmed.” Osamu grunts as he’s helped up.

“Prince Atsumu.” A deep voice says from behind him. Osamu’s eyes brightened at the sight of the man striding up towards them.

“General Meian.” Atsumu greets moving out of the way so his brother’s mate can look over him.

“The King requires your attention - I believe this incident may have triggered his rut.” Meian stated turning his gaze

to the Dragon who was snarling in their direction, his tail smacking the ground harshly.

Atsumu looked at his twin who nodded his head “It’s alright Tsumu, Shuugo’s got me.”

Reassured by his brother, he slowly began approaching the dragon who hadn’t taken his eyes off of him.

“Hey Omi.” Atsumu coos, taking a cautious step forward, a low growl leaving the dragon’s mouth with each movement “Ya did so good mate, taking care of those bastards.”

Sakusa pushed his head forward, burying his snout into Atsumu’s neck taking in his scent only to

reel back with a snort. Atsumu winced knowing his mate could smell the scent of the King and the Guards who had their hands all over him.

Kiyoomi let out a roar, wings flapping behind him causing a gust of wind to surge himself up but not without grabbing Atsumu

with a clawed foot - flying them away from the destroyed campsite.

“Hey wait- Omi!” Atsumu screamed, clutching onto whatever part of his mate he could grab. The asshole /knows/ how he feels about flying.

They hadn’t been taken too far away from the kingdom - it made sense

that Kiyoomi and Meian had found them so quickly.

All too soon, they returned to the mountain they called home. Kiyoomi flew past all the other dragons of his kingdom - ignoring their chirps and greetings, headed straight for their den - the largest of all the caves

Atsumu’s noises of confusion are ignored when Kiyoomi flies past their shared bed, towards the King’s personal treasure hoard. The Prince gasps when his body is laid on top of piles of gold and jewels.

He had a split second to brace himself before there was a naked man hovering over him, pupils completely black “Atsumu.” His voice comes out in a low rumbled, a gentle hand coming up to cup his bruised jaw possessively

/“Mate.”/

tbc (nsfw will be next!) 👀🌶️

🔞NSFW AHEAD 🔞

Atsumu leaned into his mate’s touch, shutting his eyes as Kiyoomi let out a low growl “You’re safe now, my love.”

He gasped in surprise when Kiyoomi began to tear at his clothing, using a clawed finger to rip his blouse down the middle “Hey - wait a minute!”

He attempted to push the dragon’s hands away from his body, back pressing against the hard surface below.

Kiyoomi’s answering snarl had him squinting his eyes and taking hold of his lover’s hair, yanking slightly to get his attention once more - pitch black eyes looked into his

smoke blowing from his nose, uncurling in his open mouth, sharp teeth aimed at Atsumu “Alpha.” The elf said sternly before softening his expression, running his freehand up a pale broad chest that had a hint of scales peeking out “Yer treasure, I need something softer to lay on.”

“No.” Kiyoomi’s voice was low and gravelly, finality in his tone “You are my treasure and I will keep you here - no one will dare to steal from me again.” His eyes flashed dangerously, rising slightly to completely cover the smaller man below him.

Atsumu was tall for an elf with a broad stature - the body of a warrior - but here, against his mate, he’s never felt smaller. Kiyoomi’s large palm practically engulfs his waist, his long legs tangled up with Atsumu’s own.

“No one will Omi.” Atsumu coos

“Ya showed them what happens when they steal from the dragon king - now, get me something to lay on if you insist on taking me here.”

Kiyoomi sits up quickly eager to please his mate only to pause looking between Atsumu and their bed that sat across their den -

he could see the hesitance on his face knowing he didn’t want to leave the omega’s side “I’m stayin’ right here Omi. I promise.”

Kiyoomi surged forward, kissing Atsumu harshly, a long slick tongue sliding into his mouth, taking and claiming, then pulling away abruptly as large

black wings sprouted from his back and he was taking off across the cave to gather blankets for his mate.

Atsumu laid against the gold and jewel’s, chest heaving rapidly from such a kiss. Eagerly he began to remove his clothing leaving himself bare as the day he was born -

ready for his King to feast upon him. This was the consort’s first rut with his mate and he would do all it took to satisfy his lover.

Kiyoomi returned only to drop the blankets and pillows he had gathered at the sight of his mate circling his fingers around his wet,

soaking cunt, head thrown back in pleasure. What a lovely sight it was to see his treasure succumbing to such delight. Unfortunately, it wasn’t by his own hand and he would have to rectify that. His alpha demanded it.

Atsumu sucked in a deep breath of air the moment he felt that familiar long tongue snake up his leg, tasting and licking along his skin as his mate crawled up his body, the sound of golden coins clinking with each movement. The omega widened his legs allowing

Kiyoomi to slot himself in between, reaching under his thighs to hoist the lower part of his body up, leaving his upper back and head against the hard treasure “Omi!” Atsumu moaned when his tongue slid inside of his wet pussy, tasting his beloved.

Kiyoomi presses one, two, three kisses along his folds, growling against the skin “Those fools believed they could touch what doesn’t belong to them - as if they were worthy of even laying a hand on you.” His hands begin to wander “Marking my mate with such carelessness.”

Atsumu could feel his Alpha getting worked up again and nudged him with his knee getting his attention once again “Ya got them remember, my king? Ya’v sent yer message now, I’d like for ya to cover me with yer marks.”

Kiyoomi did just that, his mouth began trailing along

Atsumu’s body, biting and sucking, leaving his brand all over his mate, a clear message for anyone who was asinine enough to touch the consort again.

“Omi please.” Atsumu begged when Kiyoomi returned his mouth to his leaking pussy, feasting from him like a delicious meal

“I need ya Alpha.”

The dragon king’s eyes flashed and soon Atsumu found himself flipped onto his hands and knees, Kiyoomi pushing his shoulders down, raising his ass into the air “I’m going to ruin you omega, you’re going to be leaking my cum for days.”

His palm travels down the expanse of his back “I’m going to fill you until you’re nice and round with my brood.”

Atsumu moans loudly when Kiyoomi licks all the way from his cunt to his asshole, prodding at it slightly before rising to his knees “Are you ready omega?”

He asked, lining his large cock up with Atsumu’s entrance, pinning his chest against the little elf’s back, face pressed into the nape of his neck.

“Give it to me, Alpha, I need it please.” Atsumu demands wiggling his hips enticingly.

The breath was punched out of Atsumu when Kiyoomi answered by sliding inside of him, filling up his mate entirely. The omega didn’t have to beg for the alpha to move - Kiyoomi drew his hips back before snapping them forward.

Atsumu smiles drunkenly when the dragon sets up a brutal pace, thrusting in and out of the elf with abandon.

“Yes, yes Omi, oh - just like that!” Atsumu cried out as Kiyoomi moved faster and harder. This was different from their usual mating -

there were no tender touches or gentle rhythm - it was animalistic, desperate. It had the omega’s toes curling in satisfaction.

“You’re mine Atsumu, no one else can have you.” Kiyoomi snarled into his neck, tone dark and possessive “I will kill anyone who thinks they can.”

“Yes, yes, only yers, my king, just ya.” Atsumu practically sings as his mate ruthlessly pounds into him, scrambling to find some purchase amongst the treasure - his fingers gripping onto the loose gold coins.

The sounds of their skin clapping together filled the cave - a mixture of Kiyoomi’s spit and Atsumu’s slick coating both of their thighs, dripping down onto the treasure below them. With each thrust, Kiyoomi was pulling Atsumu back and forth - using his mate as a fucktoy.

Atsumu tossed his head back against Kiyoomi’s shoulder, eyes rolling to the back of his head as each thrust of the dragon’s hips hit just as the right spot. The only thing he could do was moan and wail for his mate to give him more, to go faster, harder.

The dragon was more than happy to oblige, increasing his pace while groaning into Atsumu’s neck “Atsumu - my love - I’m -”

“Yes, yes yes!” Atsumu chanted breathlessly, feeling his Alpha’s knot beginning to swell inside of him, stretching him even more.

Kiyoomi growls, low and throaty, clutching onto the elf’s hips hard enough to bruise, leaving more of his marks as he snaps his hips forward, harder and harder. Atsumu could only choke out hiccups as his orgasm approached.

There was no asking for the omega to cum - only Kiyoomi /demanding/ when his fingers reach down and circle the omega’s clit, urging him to cum.

Atsumu squealed against the larger man, begging for what, he didn’t know. All he could think, see, smell, was Kiyoomi.

Nothing else mattered in that moment. The omega came with a high pitched wail, clawing at the gold below him just as Kiyoomi’s knot locked them together and a thundering roar escaped his mouth when he finally came inside of his mate.

Their chests heaved in sync as they stilled to catch their breaths. Kiyoomi nosed the spot beneath Atsumu’s ear, his chest vibrating in contentment. Atsumu allowed the dragon to roll them over onto their sides, the larger man spooning behind him protectively.

The alpha ran a hand down the omegas chest, stopping at his stomach where he was still buried deep inside “You did well my love.” Kiyoomi croons into his ear, inhaling his scent with a deep breath.

Atsumu hummed sleepily ‘M’ sorry yer rut was triggered Omi,

we still had a few days until it was due.”

“It’s not your fault mate.” Kiyoomi reassured, holding onto him tighter. “When I found out you were missing, I nearly lost it. I’ve never been more terrified in my life.”

Atsumu reached a hand back to tangle into those dark curls that he loved so much “Ya found me at the perfect time Omi, just like I knew ya would.”

“I’ll always come for you, Atsumu.” Kiyoomi vows between kisses “No matter who or what stands in my way,

I’ll never let anything keep us apart.”

The omega sighed happily, biting back a grin “Such a good dragon. What did a sweet elf like me do to get myself such a devoted mate?”

He could feel his alpha’s cock hardening again inside of him from the praise.

Kiyoomi chuckled and kissed his neck, right on his mating bite. “You came in and defeated all the other omegas who had traveled far and wide to become my consort - that’s how.”

Atsumu pressed his hips back, earning a groan from the dragon behind him

“And here I thought it was because you find me so irresistible.”

He let out a gasp when Kiyoomi slips out of him and flips him onto his back, lifting one of his legs to place over his shoulder - widening him up again just as he pushed back into the elf,

pupils once again completely black and /so/ hungry “Oh my treasure - I find you very irresistible, shall I show you?”

-end-

And skts week is now done!! I’m so happy with all the works I put out and I hope you enjoyed them as well!

I will be doing a full fic of The Dragon’s Consort showing just how Atsumu became Kiyoomi’s mate 😌😌 stay tuned! 🐉🧝‍♂️