𝓡𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓼𝓱𝓲 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓶 𝔁 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂

35. Chigiri x Rin 🔞

Chigiri Hyoma stormed into the apartment, his jaw clenched and frustration rolling off him in waves. The day had been absolutely miserable-a tough match, an injury scare, and the weight of expectations crushing him like a boulder. His usually composed expression was nowhere to be found as he kicked his shoes off with more force than necessary.

Rin Itoshi watched from the kitchen, leaning against the counter with arms folded, eyes sharp as ever. But he could tell Chigiri wasn't himself today. His normally graceful partner looked like he was barely holding it together, the taut lines of his body radiating anger, tension, and something else simmering just beneath the surface.

"Rough day?" Rin asked, his voice cool but not without sympathy.

Chigiri didn't respond immediately, just letting out a frustrated huff as he dropped onto the couch, his face buried in his hands. He didn't need to answer-Rin already knew.

Rin approached silently, taking a seat beside Chigiri. The redhead's tension was palpable, and Rin's hand moved almost instinctively to rest on his knee, a grounding touch.

"You're wound up," Rin remarked softly, his eyes trailing over Chigiri's slouched form. "You need to relax."

Chigiri lifted his head, meeting Rin's intense gaze. There was something in Rin's voice-calm, commanding-that stirred something in him. He didn't argue, couldn't argue. Maybe Rin was right; maybe he *did* need to relax.

Without another word, Rin slid off the couch and knelt in front of Chigiri, his hands coming up to gently part his thighs. Chigiri's breath hitched, the tension in the room shifting into something more charged, more electric. Rin's eyes never left his, dark with intent, but his movements were steady, deliberate.

Chigiri's pulse quickened as Rin's hands moved to unbutton his pants, the soft clink of metal punctuating the silence between them. He should've felt vulnerable, exposed-but Rin had this way of making him feel safe even when he was unraveling. Especially when he was unraveling.

Rin's fingers were deft, his touch confident as he freed Chigiri from the confines of his pants. Chigiri let out a low, shaky breath, his frustration from the day melting away with every touch. When Rin leaned forward, his mouth warm and wet around him, Chigiri couldn't hold back the moan that escaped his lips.

Rin worked with practiced ease, his mouth a slow, torturous rhythm that had Chigiri's head falling back against the couch. The contrast between the unbearable tension of his day and the sheer pleasure Rin was giving him was almost too much to process. His fingers instinctively tangled in Rin's dark hair, not guiding, just holding on as the sensations overwhelmed him.

"Rin-" Chigiri's voice was strained, barely a whisper, as he felt the last of his frustration slipping away, replaced with nothing but heat and need. Rin looked up at him, eyes gleaming with something almost mischievous, before sinking deeper, his tongue flicking in ways that made Chigiri's toes curl.

It was like every ounce of stress, every ounce of anger, was being pulled from him, coaxed out by Rin's relentless mouth. The pleasure was blinding, his body on fire, and all he could do was give in to it-give in to Rin.

"Fuck, Rin-" Chigiri's voice cracked as the pressure inside him built, his hips bucking instinctively. Rin didn't falter, taking him deeper, his hands pressing against Chigiri's thighs, steadying him. The redhead's breath was ragged, his heart pounding in his ears as he edged closer and closer to release.

When it finally hit, it hit hard. Chigiri's body tensed, his hands gripping Rin's hair tighter as he came with a low, guttural moan. Rin didn't pull away, taking everything Chigiri gave him, his movements slow and deliberate as he rode out the waves of pleasure.

Chigiri's body sagged against the couch, completely spent, his breath coming in shallow pants. Rin finally pulled back, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes locking with Chigiri's once more. There was a smugness in Rin's expression, but also a softness, a silent understanding.

Chigiri didn't say anything for a long moment, still trying to catch his breath, still processing the sheer intensity of what just happened. But when he finally did speak, his voice was softer, calmer, the edge of frustration gone.

"...Thanks," Chigiri murmured, his hand still resting on Rin's head, fingers gently threading through his hair now. Rin smirked up at him, his usual aloofness slipping for just a moment as he leaned into the touch.

"Anytime," Rin replied, his voice low and smooth.

And Chigiri knew, without a doubt, that Rin meant it.

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Y'all idk why but i kinda want to write a bottom kageyama harem oneshot smut story😓 (would you read it. I mean i'm honna write it anyway soo)i also dk why i write it here but anyways 🙃+ i wouldn't be able to upload so many parts in future because i just got into a completely new school and i just new for me but i try my best (i'm in 9th grade now unbelievable i thought i was older especially because of my stories. 🙈🙈)

(Yall little info there will be a lottttt of spicy stories in future i write on a lot right now. And don't worry i might be still 14 but hey after all i read killing stalking at the age of 10 soooo yeah idk why i write ot i'm just bored)