CONTAINS SPOILER: POST-TIME SKIP MIYA(s)
You decided to help out your boyfriend in his shop today, the Onigiri Miya. The place is quite famous, not just because he is the twin brother of Atsumu Miya who is on Japan Men's National Volleyball Team, but because Osamu himself is a snack— because the food he makes is truly delicious.
Osamu personally handled everything when it comes to making the onigiris, he's very keen on the ingredients, making sure all are fresh, and only bought grains of rice from his trusted source. He's very serious in his business and working very hard every day in self-managing it.
As the closing time of the shop gets closer, you took this opportunity to get intimate with Osamu. He's on the counter checking the onigiri displays and writing on his little notepad to keep track of the least sold.
"Hey, handsome." You wrapped your arms around his waist from behind and pressed your chest against his strong back.
Osamu can't deny the softness that he can feel from behind, he took a glance inside his shop to check if there's anyone around.
It's just you and him.
Knowing that you are alone together brought a faint smirk on his face and he immediately drops the things on his hands to spin around— facing you.
"Hey there, beautiful," Osamu leans to kiss your lips, "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Hmm..." You smiled between his kisses as you pull him closer to your body. His arms around your frame went down to your ass and eagerly squeezed.
It is not an unusual thing in your relationship to make out inside his shop— it spontaneously happens when there's no customer insight. Just like right now as you continue to kiss and Osamu took you in his arms to make you sit on top of the counter without pulling your lips apart.
Osamu's hands are inside your blouse and his lips trail kisses on your jaw and leading down to your neck— making you hum in satisfaction. His large hands squeeze your breasts through your lacy bra.
"'Samu~ That feels nice, haa~!" You commented as you feel his hands push off your bra and let his fingers play with your nipples.
Osamu softly licks on the skin of your neck as he keeps his hands busy on your chest. He can feel himself getting hard inside his pants but he's aware that he can't go all the way with you in his shop.
Yet, you have a different mindset.
"'Samu..." You take his warm face on your palms and forced him to meet your eyes. "Take me here right now..." Your lips pressed light kisses on the side of his lips, "Please?"
Osamu glanced once again inside his shop and he caught the time as he does, it's already quarter to nine o'clock— no one usually enters his shop in that hour to buy onigiris. This made up his mind and give in to your request.
"We'll make it quick, ______."
Osamu catches your lips again, his hands lifting the hem of your cotton skirt, and his fingers already pulling off your underwear— quickly hiding it in his pants' back pocket. He wasted no time in releasing his throbbing length from his pants.
You felt the wet tip of Osamu's length pressed on your clit and you squirm to feel it even more. "'Samuuu~" You needily called as you grow wetter by the second from anticipation.
