Haikyuu Oneshots (uh... basically like all sakuatsu)

Stop resisting {Sakusa + Atsumu} ⭑

Dominent: Sakusa Kiyoomi

Submissive: Miya Atsumu

Kinks: brat, brat tamer, consensual non-consent, punishment 

Please understand it first, don't read it if it bothers you. Please and thank you~

Consensual nonconsent: situations where one or both parties have given prior consent for activities that may appear to be or actually involve non-consent. Rape play is a common form. The "victim" has given prior consent to this type of play but seems to resist. Couples should negotiate boundaries beforehand, including a safe word. Consensual nonconsent should never be spontaneous. If negotiations are avoided or safe words ignored, consensual non-consent can lead to real trauma or even become sexual assault.

Safe-word: Yellow

Agreement: "Stop", "no", or resisting doesn't mean to stop. Use of safe word means stop, don't continue. Please know they're in a trusting relationship and BDSM agreements shouldn't be made without trust. Rape is rape, if he keeps going after the use of the safe word that is rape.

No impact play, no edge play

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Today just wasn't my day. I woke up feeling in an awful mood. I whined about everything during the day, being rude to anyone who came in my way.

By the time I headed back to the apartment Kiyoomi was pissed off.

"Why are you being so bratty?!" He asked, fed up with my shit. I rolled my eyes and plopped onto the bed.

"Just leave me be." I replied. Honestly I just wanted to be left alone.

He walked over to me, sticking his thumb in my mouth and pressing down on my tongue.

"Get on your knees." He said. I glared at him, ignoring his order. He grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me off the bed and onto my knees. I looked up at him with fear in my eyes. He usually got a kick out of giving me punishments, especially with our BDSM agreement.

"I don't want to." I said, trying to stand back up.

"You will." He stated, sliding off his jeans. I groaned, sitting still and waiting for my next order. I could always use the safe word if I really didn't want to. Though we had a silent agreement that you can't get out of a punishment. It was my fault anyway.

His hardened member sprung up, hitting my upper lip. I looked up at him as I took the tip into my mouth. He didn't give me a moment to adjust and pressed my head down. Tears stung my eyes as it hit the back of my throat.

I glared up at him, tears pouring down my cheeks. He didn't go any softer and instead went faster. My cheeks were wet with the amount of tears I shed. He held my head all the way down, making me gag heavily. He made me stay there before releasing.

"Swallow." He demanded, pulling out. I did as he said before I broke into a fit of coughing. 

"Get up and take your clothes off." He demanded. I shook my head from the floor, continuing to cough and cry. He grabbed my neck and pulled me to my feet. I gave him a pleading look and kept shaking my head, too weak to tell him no.