18+ sakusa gives the meanest back shots when he’s jealous . . . ❤︎ ⋮ requested.
you weren’t aware that sakusa kiyoomi had this side to him until tonight. it was as if all the walls he built came crashing down completely, always losing his cool when it comes to you. he didn’t quite understand it either—how you got him so worked up every single time without fail. and this time wasn’t any different.
well, except for the fact that you finally noticed.
all it took was one of his teammates fawning over you before his body moved without thinking, walking over to the stands and pulling you into a passionate kiss right after his team won the game. it didn’t end at the sudden relationship reveal, only beginning at the hotel room after.
you didn’t quite get it at first—why his kisses felt needier or why the room was boiling with fury and tension. but as his hand ran up and down your sides possessively, his fingertips leaving trails of goosebumps behind, you started to understand the gist of the situation.
every shove of his cock had you lurching forward from the force, sakusa pulling you back by your hips to keep you pressed against his pelvis. “trying to run?” he asked, cockiness dripping from his tone, hands gripping tightly on your skin. “i’m not done yet. you can handle it, yeah?” you felt fingers tightening in your hair, tugging hard enough to tilt your head for him to watch your expression contort in pleasure.
“omi—haah—can’t take it anymore! oh fuck—too much—!” you clawed the sheets, desperately clinging onto your senses that he was trying to fuck out of you. his pace was brutal, hard to keep up with when every single thrust knocked the air out of you. static clouded your vision, tears streamed down your cheeks. bruises and bites painted the your neck and shoulders, your back arching with every smack of his pelvis against your ass.
“look at you, so perfect like this.. all ruined by who?” he asked, slowing down just so you could respond—only to plunge in deeper when you couldn’t choke an answer out in time. he only leaned in closer when you whined, muttering filth beside your ear. “don’t wanna answer? that’s fine. we’ll just have to make sure they can hear you then.”
the headboard rattled against the wall, bed frame creaking under both of your weights just as loud. the obscene noises of sex filled the room—squelching, skin slapping, moans bouncing off the bedroom walls—sakusa kiyoomi didn’t really need your answer. he just needed to make one thing unmistakably clear to his teammate next door, and he trusted that the walls were thin enough to carry the message.
if only you could see the smirk plastered on his face with how loud he was making you cry out his name. he hoped that the whole world would take this as a sign that you were his, and his only.
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