KatleyMor's Haikyu!! Christmas Advent Book

19𝖙𝖍 𝕯𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗 - 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟙 - 𝕂𝕚𝕪𝕠𝕠𝕞𝕚 𝕊𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕤𝕒

"Yoomi-Omi. I'm home!" (Y/N) called into the house when opening the door. The house sparkled, meaning that Sakusa had been cleaning again. Of course, (y/n) didn't mind that as she hated cleaning anyways. They were the weirdest of matches, her fiancé was a clean freak and she was a bit of a messy bitch. That was putting it politely, but somehow the two had worked.

"Kitchen!" a manly voice called from the direction of where the food came from. Stomach growling, (y/n) kicked off her shoes, not straightening them to mess with her lover. It drove him crazy, but he knew it was her playing games with him. Entering the kitchen, her man stood stirring something in a pot. As of yet, he'd not turned to face the woman.

"Go wash your hands," his muffled voice commented, signalling he was wearing his mask as to not get contaminated with whatever germs may have come home with the woman. "Then we eat. Shower." Normally, He'd make her shower as soon as she got home so this means Sakusa was clearly hungry.

"Yes Sir!" saluting, (y/n) marched to the bathroom like a good little solider and opted to change into comfier clothing before coming back to eat. Walking to the kitchen, her slender arms wrapped around her man's waist as she rested her cheek against the solid wall of muscle at his back. Hands on his solid abs, covered by a t-shirt and apron, she ran her nails across them wanting to feel them under the fabric.

"Good day?" a finger gently stroked the soft skin of the woman' hand, showing the affection he carried for her.

"Meh, would have rather spent the day in bed with you Omi," she purred and Sakusa knew the mood his woman was in, the food would no doubt be needed for energy if she got her way. When it came to her, she always got her way in certain aspects, he was more than willing to provide her with the substance that wasn't food.

"Hmm me too," his large hand gripped her smaller one before letting go. "Go take a seat, my little germ monster and I'll bring you food," he chirped, making the woman pout against his back.

"Hey...you're so mean to me," playing grumpy, he laughed at the adorable comment.

"Yep. Get your ass to the table. Otherwise. No food," Trying to act stern, but coming off more sexual than intended. A big mistake when it came to his very horny woman.

"Maybe it's not food I want," (y/n) purred before removing her hold on her man and retreating to the dining room, taking her seat at the table.

In the kitchen, Sakusa stopped what he was doing for a moment wiping the sweat of desire from his face he instantly went to wash his hands though. Noticing that the apron was forming a tent from how insane his woman turned him on. Taking a few deep breaths, he tried to imagine (y/n) covered in dirt, but his mind was too far gone.

"Fuck's sake," groaning under his breath he had to rearrange his cock, but in joggers, it was a clear bulge, which meant the apron was staying on for a least dinner. Washing his hand for the second time, the ramen was finished as he bowled up with a few sides as he made his way to see (y/n) on her phone.

"Oooo Ramen?" sniffing the air like the most adorable little kitchen, the handsome face half-hidden by a mask, blushed in a sexual fluster.

"Yep, eat up." placing the dishes on the table, he took his own seat at the opposite side. The erection was extremely painful and even though she'd not done anything, everything she did got the man hot under the collar.

"Can't eat with your mask on dummy," teasing words snapped the man back to the woman's attention. The dark eyes snapping up to look at the (e/c) ones staring at him in confusion.

"Oh, yeh sorry," removing the white mask to reveal his stunning good looks.

"That's better I can see your beautiful face Yoomi-Omi," biting her lip, (f/n) went back to sucking up the slipper morsel in her bowl. The way her lips sucked the noodles up, wasn't helping the state of his mind. The only option was to not look at the woman eating, even though she was a messy eater, today it was still turning him on. Had it been that long since they'd had sex?

It had been at least a week, the run-up to Christmas was always busy at the little bakery that (f/n) worked at part-time, so she'd offered to work overtime. Yet today was Bokuto's party, so to have his back she'd finished early. However, going to the party was the last thing on the man across from her mind.

"Your food will go cold," (y/n) was glancing at him a piece of pork hanging partway out her sexy plump lips.

"Yeh," not wanting to cause too much attention to his frustrated state, he began to shovel the food down his throat with speed. The rest of the meal was in silence until (y/n) bowl was empty, she sat back stroking her full tummy, moaning in content.

"What time is the party tonight?" she queried, knowing that they'd been invited to an old teammate of Sakusa.

"Err 7 I think?" It was clear he didn't want to go, not liking big crowds was part of the reason. Then there was the fact it would be possibly filled with germs.

"Cool. Want me to wash the pots?" (y/n) queries, knowing that he would want to do it.

"Nah. You best get in the shower," Sakusa stated, paying more attention to his nearly empty bowl than the woman across from him who was getting up.

"Ok if you're sure," her voice was closer, before he knew it a hand gripped his chin making his handsome face look into that of the woman he loved. A tiny finger ran over the two beauty spots above his eye. "Ya know. You haven't given me a kiss to welcome me home yet," a pout on her lips made the man below her bit his bottom one, that's when (y/n) worked out what had got her man so quiet and a smirk played across her lips, as she bent to place a tender peck on his ramen tasting lips, then pulling away.

"Shower time," the woman cooed, stripping her clothes off as she walked as a trail of breadcrumbs. "You know..." glancing over her shoulder her hands played with the clasp of her bra before the only thing on her body was a silky red thong. The dark eyes of Sakusa stared in appreciation of her body clear on his face. "My whole body has an ache that I'm not sure I can scratch today," was all she said before the goddess walked into the bathroom and the sound of water running drummed in his ear.

"Arghh," a surge of sexual frustration ran through his body, pushing away he stormed to the bathroom his own clothes flying off in every direction. Part of him cringed at the mess, but the mess he was about to cause on (y/n) body was always worth it. Gripping the door, he yanked it open, making the woman squeal at the bang.

"Now you've done it," growling, his dark eyes racked over her body and every inch of skin tingled in desperation on his touch.

"Want me to wash your dirty body?" the promise of more than just a thorough body wash on the table.

"You can do whatever you want to my body," biting her lip, the hot water ran other her body as the man stepped into her personal bubble and the first touch sent a shiver down to her toes.

***Happy late day 19!***