Pact

18

He breathes heavily, continuously thrusting in and out. He lets out a low moans, feeling his release approaching. He looks down, seeing you underneath him. Your moan was music to his ears. And he craves to hear more. He went harder, getting rougher with his thrusts just to hear you moan louder as you get ready to cum. He smiles to himself, leaning down to leave marks on your neck and peppering kisses all over you.

"Kiyoomi!"

Sakusa's eyes snap open, he quickly sits up in his bed. He reaches over to check the time, seeing it was only 3 am. He lets out a breath, looking down towards his blanket. There, he notices a bulge pushing the blanket up. He groans, throwing the blanket off of him and looking at the tent in his boxers.

"You've got to be kidding me."

Between the erotic dream, and now his boner, he was already done with trying to sleep. There was no way he'd sleep again, if it meant he'd dream of having sex with you.

He quickly grabs his phone, going into incognito mode and opening up an online forum. He anonymously submits a question. "What does it mean when I have an erotic dream about someone close to me?"

Not even a minute later, there was a reply.

"Damn, you must really love this person, dude. That, or they make you really horny. Try fucking em if they let you. That'll be a good way to relieve the tension. It's either you love them, or it's just sexual frustration. Good luck!"

Sakusa scowls at the response, but knows it's true. There was no other explanation. He already suspected he'd started gaining feelings towards you. Ever since the morning after meeting your parents, he noticed he'd blush and his heart would start beating really fast whenever he got close to you. His constant kissing you, plus putting you on his lap last week had proved it.

The outside hitter sighs, slowly starting to glare at his dick. "You're gonna become a problem for me now, aren't you?" That didn't stop him from taking care of his problem. But it made him think more of you, and he became an absolute mess over it.

***

You look at the time in the corner of your screen. "Huh, Kiyoomi hasn't stopped by yet today. It's already dinner time, well, when he'd usually try making me eat. I wonder if everything's alright with him." You shrug the thought away, typing away to add onto your story. Though, you didn't get very far before writer's block hit you like a train.

You groan, throwing your head back. "Damn! I'm starting to think I work better when Kiyoomi's around!"

You get your phone out of your pocket, immediately searching up his contact and pressing the call button. You wait a few seconds before the call connects.

Sakusa answers, sounding confused. "Y/n? Aren't you still at work? Why are you calling me?"

"I have writer's block. I was hoping you can stop by with some food and you can help me out. Even just coming to my office will be fine, you don't need to actively do anything."

He sighs. "I can't tonight. I've got some stuff going on. Maybe tomorrow. Gotta go. Bye." He quickly hangs up, not letting you say another word.

You sigh, looking back at your screen. "Maybe I can get food ordered here. I'll just have to work harder." You were kinda bummed, slouching in your chair. "I wish Kiyoomi came by, though. I would've liked to spend some time with him." You open a food ordering app and get some sushi for the night, making sure the directionos say to give it to the receptionist. Someone will probably bring it to you, or call you to come pick it up.

You continue working for about 20 minutes before there's a knock on your door.

"Come in."

An intern walks in, the newest one. His name is Katsuki. "Um, L/n-san, some food came for you. A-and I brought you (favorite coffee)." He remains at the door, standing still and looking at you nervously.

You look up (pushing up your glasses if you have them), and smile at him. "Thank you. Please put everything on my desk. I'll get to it in a moment."

Katsuki gently places everything down. "Um, are you and Sakusa Kiyoomi really dating?" He cheeks flush, wondering what your answer will be.

You nod. "Yes. We've been dating for a month or so now. Why do you ask?"

"Ah, well, um..." His eyes shift between you and the floor, a dark blush spreading across his face. "I was just curious. He hasn't stopped by today, so I thought something might've happened."

You look at your computer screen, scanning over the words typed out. "He's busy today. Maybe tomorrow."

The redhead male sighs. "Um, well, I was told to be here as long as you are until further notice. Let me know if you need anything."

"Sure thing. Thanks, and keep up the good work." You watch as he leaves the room, the door closing behind him. Your eyes flick over to the food and coffee on your table. "I didn't even ask for a coffee. He must really be good at his job if he decides to bring me stuff without consulting with me first." You shrug, brushing it off. "Well, I needed more coffee anyways."

***

Sakusa releases a breath as he lays in bed, a fresh mess needing to be cleaned up. He groaned as he started sitting up, glaring at the sticky white substance that was all over his abdomen and hand. "Shit. Why did they have to call so suddenly? And they wanted me there with them!" He flops back down on his back, staring up and the plain ceiling.

He sighs, closing his eyes. He quickly snaps them open and gets off his bed. He heads to his bathroom, turning on the shower and getting ready to hop in.

As he steps into the running water, the image of you from his dream flashes into his head. Blood rushes down to his penis, causing him to groan. "And this is why I won't be able to see them this week. Not until I get this under control." And so, he takes a thorough shower... after cumming once more.