when the match's over | bokuatsuhina

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Please read the warnings in the desc! the triggering rate for this story is an 8/10, so read carefully, please!!

location :: MSBY locker room

time + date :: July 12, 6:40 p.m

Atsumu's POV

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"What do you... mean, 'Tsumu-San?" Shouyou broke out in soft chuckles. I found nothing funny about the situation, considering I'm being dead serious. It's just like him to play such a strange request off as a joke.

"That's an odd way of poking fun at someone, haha! Don't worry, it's just the excitement from the match, it'll wear off in no time!"

Shouyou slipped his sweatpants on over his minor boner, successfully covering it from my view... sadly enough.

"That's not what I'm askin', Shouyou."

My voice must've been too rough around the edges because he flinched slightly and turned to face me after sitting on the bench to put his shoes on.

"Seriously, 'Tsumu-San. You're being strange..?"

If strange means horny 'cause I watched your ass jigglin' in yer new shorts all day, then, yeah, I'm strange.

I have to make sure not to scare Shouyou away right now. He's sensitive, he's pumped up from the game, and it's the perfect opportunity to slip in and have some fun with him. I've always wondered what his lewd face would look like in real life...

This has to be executed perfectly, which is why it's a good thing I've thought about this scenario a thousand times in my head.

I gently scooped his wrist up in my hand and pulled him off the bench and into my body. I made sure his chest was against mine and our faces were close. I could feel our breathing and heartbeat syncing together.

He could feel my breath warming his nape. I could tell because he licked his lips and shut his eyes tightly as if he were trying to block it all out.

Shouyou's so honest, that's one of the many, many things I love about him.

"I'm bein' serious," I whispered against his bare shoulder. When I brushed my teeth over his soft skin, his small body shivered against mine.

"'Tsumu, you can't... It's weird..."

He's been swayed, the slight crack in his voice and the uncertainly tugging on those luscious lips of his told me clearly.

I traced my hand along his sweatpants, from his lower thigh to his hip, he softly exhaled in an attempt to release the pending tension in his body.

As I massaged at his hip, he let his long lashes flutter shut and shadow over his cheeks. Seriously, it's gotta be illegal for someone to be this gorgeous.

"Mmh..."

I decided to bring it up again as I stopped gripping at his hip to trace my hand up to his stomach. "Ya sure? Ya look really turned on right now~"

He placed a hand on my bare chest, neither of us had put on our shirts yet, and shook his head.

"Yer not sure?"

His breathing was a bit abnormal as I gripped at his hand and pulled it over my shoulder so that we were chest-to-chest once more.

"Just... this once..."

It was less than a whisper, his voice, but I heard it loud and clear. I had him up against the lockers immediately after.

"Nnh!"

I fondled him through his pants, being sure to keep his ass against my front throughout the entire process. His forearms were pressed into the metal of the lockers. I pulled him into me more and circled an arm around his waist to keep him where I wanted him.

"H-Hng... 'Tsu... mu-San..."

Ah, I just knew his voice would be beautiful, just like the rest of him. What came as a shock to me, though, was his small hand moving to grip the fabric of my sweats at the side of the waistband.

My body jolted, I hope he didn't feel it. Maybe he did, though, and maybe he did it on purpose, too, because he bared his neck to me by tipping his head over my shoulder as if he wanted me to mark his exposed skin.

I slipped my hand into his pants, eager to hear more from him, to see more and feel more. What would he do if we went further than this? If I could tempt him with this, if I get him off after every game, I bet we could climb the stairway leading to making love easily.

That's it. It all starts with this. Touching him, loving him. I'll steadily make him mine, steadily claim his entire being and never let go.

That's what it means to love someone, after all.

Shouyou's nasal moans were right next to my ear, I could feel his harsh breathing as I ran my free hand up to his abdomen and chest.

My other one was busy getting him off. Squeezing him, rubbing him, poking at him until he'd finally have enough, and, from my touch, he'd have the best orgasm of his life.

His legs were shaking, he wouldn't be able to stand if it weren't for me keeping him upright and tight against my body. I peppered his neck with small lovebites rather than big ones, so he wouldn't notice until it was too late.

I used my previously roaming hand to rub and pinch his adorably pink nipples, the ones that have always tempted me since our high school years.

Everywhere I touched him was so sensitive, yet he hasn't even came yet. I could tell he was close, so close...

I was half-tempted to pull away and have him beg for it, moan and cry for me to finish what I started, but I also wanted to see him reach his climax.

That shivering body of his pressing deeper into mine, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he calls out my name with utmost pleasure.

Yeah, I want that more, right now.

"Do it," I lowly whispered into his ear after tracing my tongue over it, "Cum for me. Cum from my touch, Shouyou."

Just as I had envisioned it, Shouyou cried my name out, gripped the hand I had on his chest, and came right into my hand.

Seeing it happen, though, beats any wild fantasy that runs through my head. God, I never not want to see that view.

His body was weak in my grasp, malleable, like I could do as I pleased with him and he would have no urge to fight back.

His cheeks were dusted an alluring red, his eyes were teary as if they were melting right before me. I could feel my pants get inevitably tighter.

Oh, Shouyou, the things ya do to me... 

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