"Are you gonna untie me?"
"Mmnh. Not yet..."
"Are you happy with that tail? Don't you want me to fuck you? Don't you want me to fill you up and satisfy you?"
"Hahhh fuck."
Atsumu starts rubbing without getting up from his lying position. Supported by Kiyoomi's thighs, he moves back and forth.
Kiyoomi is about to go crazy in bed as his perfectly proportioned hips move closer and further away from Kiyoomi, his dick rubbing against his stomach. He hangs on the handcuffs again and tries desperately to throw his head forward. There is nothing Kiyoomi can do but listen to the sounds he makes and watch him. It wasn't that he was complaining, it was that instead of grabbing him and fucking him hard until he passed out, it was just that he is lying in bed that drove him crazy.
As Atsumu continues to rub against him, shifting from shape to shape, he begins to masturbate with the hand he can forcefully raise with the unexpected energy he found.
"Mmmhfuck."
"Atsumu. I'm being tortured here."
"Omii."
"Let me satisfy you. As you wish. I know you want it too."
"Hahh. You were supposed to be drunk. Hhhah."
"RELEASE ME."
Atsumu cums after a few pumps with a groan. After a few seconds of breathing, his hand goes to the tail. Kiyoomi's eyes sparkle with excitement as he follows his movements. He grabs the tail and slowly pulls it out, before slumps back into his lap.
Kiyoomi drools as he watches the wet, pink hole grow and shrink. He pulls on the handcuffs and throws his head forward, useless. The thought of ejaculating him with his tongue still remains a dream. He continues fidgeting, cursing.
"Omii. Hold on. Let me breathe."
"I'll destroy you. You're done Atsumu."
"Oh. It's so satisfying to see you so tied up. Your desperation drives me even more, Omi. I could go on all night driving you mad."
"Until you pass out. I'll fuck you until you pass out. You won't get any mercy from me even if you beg."
"Ohh. Omi."
He gets up on him to turn over and they come face to face. He takes the remote from his hand, turns off the vibrating device and puts it on the bed. He grabs Kiyoomi's flushed, rosy cheeks. Though his cheeks are no different from his.
"Are you angry with me?"
"Untie me now please."
"Uhhh. Not yet."
After kissing his lips, he reaches for the oil on the nightstand. After lubricating Kiyoomi's penis a little, Kiyoomi, who was already crazy, while lubricating, goes crazier. Atsumu takes a position. He slowly starts to sit up while holding his dick steady with one hand and taking support from his leg with the other. Before he can sit too long, he rises a little and closes his eyes.
Just then, Kiyoomi suddenly lifts his hips and dives in. Atsumu screams loudly and digs his nails into Kiyoomi's thighs. He opens his eyes in surprise and stares at Kiyoomi, his honey-colored irises almost invisible because of his dilated pupils.
"Are you fucking crazy? Ahhh mmnhhhh."
"I haven't done anything yet."
"Ahhmwwh it hurts. It hurts so much, hmmnmn."
Unable to stand, Atsumu buries himself in Kiyoomi's chest. Tears wells up in his eyes as he gasps and begins to sob.
"Atsumu?"
Atsumu slowly shakes his head, that is slammed into his chest, from side to side in pain. Kiyoomi feels some remorse as his chin is tickled by his hair.
"Will you look at my face? Hm?"
Atsumu slowly raises his head and looks into his eyes. He bites her lower lip as his tears flow. Ah. The sight breaks Kiyoomi's heart. He regrets hurting him, even though he has driven him crazy.
"I'm sorry, my little chick. Come closer and I'll kiss you."
Atsumu connects their lips without answering. Kiyoomi's moving his hips slowly to get him used to his dick as kissing his lips tenderly. Atsumu moans into his mouth with a provocative tone. Kiyoomi continues the slow movements of his hips as he pushes his tongue in and make him suck. Atsumu steps back and locks eyes with his curly head's pitch black eyes.
"You can't bare hurting me, Omi." He sniffs and chuckles as speaking. While Kiyoomi smiles affectionately at him, his words are not so kind.
"Don't worry Atsumu. I haven't forgotten my words. I'll stand behind them all."
Atsumu shudders back and frowns. Holding onto Kiyoomi's stomach, swallows some more of his cock. His groans fill ears as he tightens his warm hole around Kiyoomi.
He starts jumping after getting used to it. Taking support by Kiyoomi's legs, he jumps at great speed, as if on a trampoline. Kiyoomi supports him with hip movements as he realizes that he is tired. After all, that's all he can do.
"Oh Atsumu. If you'd untied me, I would've helped you by holding your waist."
As Atsumu gets angry, he sits down even more and takes him deeper as he jumps. They both cum a few seconds apart as their groans reach their peak.
Out of breath, Atsumu buries his face this time towards Kiyoomi's neck. He settles down on his warm neck, rubs his nose there, and inhales the scent he fell in love with. His exhale tickles Kiyoomi's neck, causing him to shiver.
"You held up very well. You were great, Atsumu." As Kiyoomi showers kisses on Atsumu's temple, his hand moves under the pillow, then to his wrists. With the sound of key entering and unlocking, Kiyoomi's energy literally rises from the bottom to the top.
As soon as his arms are free, he holds Atsumu tightly and changes positions. Now he lies under him with wide open eyes, looking innocently in fear.
"Omiii. Why are you looking at me like that? Hmmm? Don't scare me."
Kiyoomi gazes at him for a few seconds, then slips the cuffs that had just been on his wrists a while ago to Atsumu's. Although Atsumu is panicking as trying to prevent him, but he can't. Kiyoomi gets aroused by his wiggles and starts to grin.
"Well Atsumu. Haven't you fallen into my hands now?"
