"Fuck mmm"
It is not yet dawn, but the sun is preparing to soften the darkness of the night. While the curtains move with the light breeze coming from the open window, the wind leaves an addictive feeling on the skin.
"Mmmh Omi"
With a groan, Atsumu clasps his legs tightly as he rolls his hips. He shudders at the sensation of Kiyoomi's skin. The closer he gets, the more he sticks himself to it.
"Mhhh"
He presses his kneecap against Kiyoomi's groin hard. Another groan escapes his throat as he frowns, biting his lower lip.
"Hnnmg"
"Atsu?"
Kiyoomi curses as he slowly opens his eyes with the feeling in his groin. While rubbing his eyes trying to understand what happens, he wakes up with Atsumu's voice.
"Wet dream? Fuck Atsumu."
He is too stunned to do something. As he struggles to pull himself together, Atsumu's provocative facial expression and leg between his thighs only complicate the situation.
Kiyoomi curses again as Atsumu begins to roll his hips again, rubbing himself against Kiyoomi. Kiyoomi runs his hand over his hips and gently squeezes it a few times. As Atsumu's voices increase, he wants more.
Greedfully but gently so as not to wake him, he lays him on his back. After looking it over with his eyes from head to toe, he fixes his focus on one point. As he only sleeps in his boxer, he begins to gently run his hands over the only invisible but most important part.
When Atsumu tries to turn on his side, he is kept in place by Kiyoomi. He slowly pulls off his underwear, leaving him completely bare. Spreads his legs by bending them at the knees and settles in front of him. Runs his fingertips over his groin and watches him.
"Omh, Omih"
As he begins to run his finger over the tip of his penis, Atsumu slightly jumps up and frowns, opening his mouth and giving out sweet groans. Kiyoomi bends down and places feathery kisses on his inner thighs.
He starts to run his tongue over his bare skin. Starts from above, from the nipples. Feels uncomfortable in his boxer, while Atsumu gets goosebumps.
After making sure that he has tasted it well, he focuses on his penis. Slowly runs his tongue from shaft to tip, watching it harden even more. Atsumu squirms, covers his legs, turns on his side and grabs Kiyoomi's pillow, pulls it into a hug. Kiyoomi turns him another 90 degrees this time, making him lie face down. Atsumu pulls his right leg a little towards himself and chases comfort in his sleep.
Kiyoomi rubs his fingertips from his spine to his hips. He spreads his left leg a little and sits between. As the twilight begins to turn down, his vision becomes clearer. Rubs the tip of his penis with one of his hands, while draws circles in his hole with the fingers of his other hand. Atsumu's voices get louder as Kiyoomi watches the dwindling hole.
"Omw, Omi? What are you doing?"
"Hm? What it's look like?"
"Y'could've waited mmhh for me to w-wake up."
"But you're the one who groaned my name and woke me up. Tell me, what were you dreaming about?"
"Mnnhnng"
Atsumu's words are interrupted by his fingers. Not that he would start describing the dream, but that he would just tell the opposite.
"You've shouted my name a few times. Must have been a good dream."
