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Oct 17, 2023 • 52 tweets • 9 min read
sakuatsu | 'exes'
The timing had never been right. Kiyoomi had been in a relationship with someone from college when he joined MSBY. They dated for another year before they broke up, but by that time Atsumu was seeing someone else. +
Sometimes they were both in relationships with other people at the same time. But never, not once, were they single at the same time.
So, they ignored it- the undeniably compatibility on-and-off the court, the meaningless flirty comments that probably crossed boundaries. +
Feb 12, 2023 • 9 tweets • 2 min read
kiyoomi loves kissing, a fact about him that probably surprises most people. he loves how a simple act can hold so much meaning, and for someone who often struggles with sweet words, he knows he’s able to show his love through his kisses.
and atsumu’s lips are his favorite.
he’s not sure what it is about atsumu, but kiyoomi is often consumed with him. at first, kissing atsumu was just a way to shut him up. those kisses were always rough and impulsive. an almost desperate need to be close to atsumu but not knowing how to do it.
Jan 28, 2023 • 75 tweets • 12 min read
skts nsfw, angst, unrequited feelings
Atsumu doesn't have a single thought when Kiyoomi kisses him, pushing him up against the couch's armrest. Atsumu kisses him back, grabbing and pulling Kiyoomi closer. The kiss is heated, frantic.
Here's Atsumu's first thought: /Finally./ +
Kiyoomi's cold hands slide up Atsumu's shirt, his fingers skating up Atsumu's stomach. Atsumu moans into the kiss, goosebumps breaking out on his skin. Kiyoomi's tongue is in his mouth, and he's kissing Atsumu like he's trying to to devour him. It's good, all of it. +
Jan 23, 2023 • 20 tweets • 4 min read
nsfw || skts, semi-public bathroom sex, exhibitionism (?), praise kink if you squint
Kiyoomi knows they're being really fucking loud, but he just can't seem to care about this moment. It's Atsumu's fault anyway, it always is. +
The televised interview slash panel started innocently enough, until Atsumu's hand traveled up Kiyoomi's thigh under the table. Until Atsumu practically gave Kiyoomi a handjob through his pants while Kiyoomi was forced to keep a straight face in front of the cameras. +
Sep 27, 2022 • 30 tweets • 5 min read
skts
Atsumu feels that, eight months into their relationship, he and Kiyoomi hide very little from each other. They're both honest- almost to a fault- and while Atsumu is sometimes prone to white lies, they're never about anything serious. Kiyoomi himself /never/ lies. +
Kiyoomi is the most honest sonuvabitch Atsumu has ever met. At first it kind of rattled him- like when Kiyoomi admitted on their first date that Atsumu put on way too much cologne, but then followed it up by saying he's endeared that Atsumu cares so much. +
Kiyoomi knows he and Atsumu are just fooling around. He knows Atsumu just gets off on getting to fuck a big omega like Kiyoomi. It has to do with his horrible ego. +
Kiyoomi knows the past few months have been casual hook ups, he /knows/ they aren't serious, so he also knows that it's probably a horrible mistake to call Atsumu when he's deep in his heat, desperate and sweating in bed with his largest dildo shoved firmly inside him. +
atsumu is kiyoomi's first serious boyfriend. atsumu knows this. so, atsumu expects kiyoomi to be a little hesitant when transitioning from friends to something more. he expects it to be slow, so he's surprised to find that it's like a damn breaking. +
now, kiyoomi always reaches for atsumu's hand first, lacing their fingers. now, kiyoomi will pull atsumu aside when no one's watching to kiss him, and when atsumu asks with a dopey smile, "what's that for?", kiyoomi just smiles and says, "because i wanted to. because i can." +
Jun 17, 2022 • 86 tweets • 16 min read
cowboy sakuatsu
cw: nsfw, guns, mentions of death
Kiyoomi feels sweat dripping down his temple and is quick to wipe it as he kneels down. He feels hot and overwhelmed, and he wishes he could wear less clothes, but he needs to be covered in order to keep his identity hidden. +
He tightens the black handkerchief pulled over his nose and mouth, his harsh breath muffled by the fabric. There's dirt caked on his boots. Dirt, and blood. A lot of blood. So much that he knows he'll be scrubbing his boots in the nearest river well into the night. +
