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#NSFWSktsWeek2023 @sktsweek 

LATE Day 03: “Don't tempt me” (nsfw | a/b/o | Model Atsumu x Bodyguard Sakusa)

Atsumu was someone who basked in being in the limelight. An omega who found his footing in the modelling industry, he enjoyed being the centre of attention.

Gaining amassed fame on runways and photoshoots with a coy, skittish look paired with a fierce, unwavering gaze, the contrast was enough to enrapture and pique anyone's interest. 

It was hard not to love a model who was so confident, radiant and gorgeous.

Albeit seeming brash in interviews when his secondary gender was brought up, it was the very fact that Atsumu wasn't afraid to advocate for omegas like himself, and wear his heart on his sleeve, that made him a breath of fresh air in an industry run by alphas and betas.

Bursting with confidence, the omega was well loved, so much so that he caught the attention of people who only sought after his popularity, and those who were determined to dig up all sorts of personal information about him.

Spreading baseless rumours, false accusations and writing tabloids not to be read by the faint hearted, as they always say, with fame, came the hefty price of having to deal with journalists, the press, stalkers and extreme fans.

It was for those very reasons that the head of his agency, Kuroo, decided that Atsumu needed a bodyguard, especially after a recent run in with an alpha who tried to break into the set, to catch a glimpse of the model.

Pulling Atsumu aside during his break for a high-end lingerie brand photoshoot, Kuroo introduced him to his new bodyguard. 

“Atsumu, we hired him to be your bodyguard. I don't want any repeats of what happened before.”

Atsumu scowled at Kuroo with an indignant huff. He didn't need any bodyguards. He knew he was an omega, but he could protect and fend for himself just fine. 

“Tetsu! For the love of God, I don't need-”

A tall, brooding man with a looming physique that screamed of an alpha, strode over.

If his height and strong stature didn’t say enough, the potent scent of thick pheromones filling the air was enough to leave everyone in the room going silent, keeping them on their toes.

Even the photographer who'd been eyeing Atsumu’s toned body for a tad too long, averted his gaze quickly, when he felt an icy, cold stare boring holes into the back of his head.

For Atsumu?

Seeing- no, 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 the pheromones wafting from the alpha standing before him, was enough to leave his legs trembling like a newborn fawn, eyes widening at the sharp gleam of interest pooling in bottomless orbs, that of an obsidian black.

He hadn't met an alpha who'd smelled so delectable. Strong. Right.

An alpha he wanted. 

“Hello Miya, I’m Sakusa Kiyoomi. I'll be your bodyguard from now on. It's a 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 to meet you.”

Those dark eyes raked across his body to give him a quick look over.

Atsumu didn't miss the hunger and intensity behind Sakusa’s gaze.

He swallowed the knot forming in his throat and ignored the pounding in his chest, blood surging through his veins.

The omega in him clawed at his insides to be let out, urging him to submit and present.

Tugging on the thin, flimsy robe draped across his body self-consciously, Atsumu's heart raced seeing the small, amused smirk unfurling across handsome features. 

"It's… nice to meet ya too."

Shifting uncomfortably under the intensity of prying eyes and pooling discomfort in his belly, it wasn't often that alphas made Atsumu so antsy, and freeze up like this, but Sakusa awakened something in him that had been lying dormant. 

His heat.

It took Atsumu a brief second to register the wetness trickling down the back of his thighs and the cloying sweetness of his own scent spilling out of his scent blockers, before panic kicked in and his vision glazed over. 

It was slick.

Knees buckling under his weight, the model braced himself for the impact of a fall, but it never came. 

"I've got you," Sakusa murmured, hoisting him up gingerly, without batting an eyelid.

Falling into strong, sturdy arms, the omega latched onto the alpha's chest with a whimper, burying his face into the broad, study chest, uncaring if Sakusa's suit got wrinkled.

Taking a whiff at the alpha's scent up close, the dampness pooling between his inner thighs grew,

as did the ache forming in his belly yearn for an alpha's knot.

He found himself rutting his hips against nothing, whining at the lack of something- anything, that could dispel the heat.

"O-omi, please-" Atsumu mewled, an urgent desperation to ease the ache and prickling itch under his skin, threatening to consume every inch of his body, "It.. h-hurts, do something, alpha."

It felt as though his body had been doused in flames and everything hurt.

Sakusa growled lowly, grip on his hips tightening in admonishment.

There was a momentary spark between them as they exchanged a heated look. 

One that fated pairs shared.

"Get out of the room, everyone else. You too, Kuroo," the alpha snarled, before shifting his focus on running his lips against the smooth expanse of Atsumu's nape, once everyone had cleared the set.

"Mine. Mine. 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦, " Sakusa murmured possessively, marking every inch of unblemished tan skin he could.

Atsumu nodded dumbly, slipping deeper into the haze of his heat.

"Yours," he blabbered, tears clinging to his damp eyelashes, "Want ya, Omi."

Huffing petulantly when Sakusa's gaze hardened, shaking his head, Atsumu shimmied out of his bodyguard's grip forcefully before dropping to his knees, nuzzling against the tent straining against Sakusa's fitted slacks.

Paying no mind to the low growls of warning, the omega went painfully still, jaw falling slack at the drop of the alpha's command.

"Stop it." 

Tears streaked down Atsumu's cheek.

His sole consolation came in the cooling touch of a palm caressing his cheek with a tenderness he didn't expect in the phase of his heat. 

"Don't tempt me, Atsumu," Sakusa murmured, gaze smothering,"I don't want to take you in a place like this."

Atsumu's cheeks flushed.

Nuzzling against the comfort the alpha's palm provided, he allowed himself to be bundled up and carried over to a small sofa.

Eyes widening as he watched his bodyguard sink to his knees, gazing up at him with every intent to ruin him,

the omega could only shiver in anticipation at Sakusa's words. 

"Will you let me quell the heat off first, before I take you back to your place?

You can decide if you want me to stay and spend your heat together, or if you'd just like to nest."

Giddy just listening to the alpha's words, Atsumu swallowed around nothing and nodded. He hadn't expected Sakusa to be so attentive to an omega's needs. 

Didn't alphas usually just take what they needed, knot an omega and fill them up with their seed until their heat subsided?

Taking in the soft smile gracing Sakusa's lips, it really wasn't good on his heart seeing pale hands rest against his tan, quivering thighs.

Atsumu parted them instinctively, and preened at the way the alpha's eyes darkened.

"T-touch me, Omi," Atsumu mumbled coyly, daring so much as to nudge the dexterous fingers thrumming against his thigh with a forefinger, "Please."

A rumble emitted from Sakusa's chest, effectively shushing the omega who squirmed at the fresh pool of slick gathering under him.

"All in due time," The alpha murmured, letting his gaze sweep over Atsumu's form, taking a moment to appreciate how gorgeous his fated pair was.

"Let me take a minute to admire how pretty my omega is."

Atsumu's pheromones spiked in the air, the flush on his cheeks turning a beetroot red.

As a model, he'd been given all sorts of compliments. Charismatic, handsome, beautiful- 

But pretty?

Atsumu keened, locking his eyes with a fiery gaze that had never left his side since the alpha first entered the set and saw Miya Atsumu, a popular model he was hired to protect. An omega.

His fated pair.

"Yer… Not too bad yourself," Atsumu admitted softly, interlacing his trembling fingers with longer ones that squeezed down on his, in firm assurance. 

Sakusa chuckled, the corner of his eyes crinkling.

Lifting their intertwined hands, he pressed a chaste kiss on every knuckle, before petal soft lips grazed the sensitive underside of the omega's wrist. 

Atsumu shuddered. The heat churning in his belly returned with renewed vigour.

Whimpering at the tongue peeking out to give his scent glands by his wrists a tentative lick, he could only muster a whine of protest when the alpha pulled away with a deep, guttural groan, thick pheromones now coated with arousal.

It was all consuming, blanketing Atsumu with need. 

"Thank you, I'm glad my looks are to your liking."

Atsumu huffed. He appreciated how sweet and chivalrous the alpha was being, but there was only so much he could take before the worst of his heat returned.

"I’d like ya better if yer actually did something to take the heat off, as ya promised, Omi.”

Terse silence fell between them.

Sakusa raised an eyebrow, eyes darkening at the challenge.

“Is that an order?”

Atsumu smirked, daring to wrap a leg around Sakusa's neck to draw him closer to where his cock was straining against his robe and slick was pooling under his thighs.

He caught the way his bodyguard's pupils dilated, a growl rumbling from the back of the alpha's throat. 

"Do your worst, Omi. I might just consider letting ya into my nest."

(If Atsumu found himself being pounded into his nest an hour later, teeth clamping down the back of his nape, bonding them as a pair, all he had to say was that Sakusa was one to keep to his word, taking his heat off, and making him belong to the alpha for good.)

//End