playful slutty boys who send videos of them jerking off or fingering their tight hole on days you are busy in office. a lazy grin on their face with their legs spread wide apart for you to stare wide eyed through the screen while their hands rub up and down their sensitive chest, moaning out loud. they say the nastiest shit, “my hole is feeling so empty without you” or “my poor cock needs to be roughly slapped mommy”, while shamelessly wiggling their ass towards the camera. and when you get home all dizzy and extremely fucking horny, he sits on the couch all pretty in your hoodie with a tub of ice cream. eyes blinking innocently up at you, feigning the question, “what did i do?” before you drag their ass into bed to rail them hard.
Could I request whatever idea you have for pegging Atsumu? Thank youu~
dom!reader, pegging, begging, teasing
"doing so good for me, darling." You coo, rubbing at Atsumu's exposed waist before squeezing it. You watch him squirm underneath you and watch as he lets out a gasp that turns into a whiny moan when you thrust into him.
"g-go faster, please"
You chuckle at his neediness.
"but atsumu." The way his name rolls off your tongue so smoothly makes a shiver run through his body. "you're already falling apart when i've barely done anything, imagine what will happen if i go faster.
He whines at your teasing and whimpers when you speed up your thrusts. He knows that soon he'll start crying from all the pleasure just because it feels so good.
"but i dont mind when you become a mess underneath me, though."
Your fingers ghost over his exposed nipples. Atsumu gulps at the teasing grin on your face, knowing he'll be in for a long night.
summary: atsumu thinks you only had a birthday gift for his brother and forgot about him, but you got him the most special present.
📎 side note: never knew how to write someone eating a woman out lol, so it might be a disaster
"Why is only 'Samu getting a gift? It's ma birthday too!" the blonde twin whined, one of his cheek resting against his girlfriend's shoulder.
"Maybe she likes me better" the black-haired one said, still focus on opening the gift box.
"She's ma girlfriend!" Atsumu whined once again, being quiet down by [Name]'s hand over his mouth and a soft 'shhh'.
The couple focused back on the younger twin, who finally opened the box and took out the items out of it; 3 sets of 9 porcelain rice bowls, coming along with their soup spoon and their pair of chopsticks. In the bottom of the box layed a new apron, with the slogan "Onigiri Miya" along the chest.
"If you liked those there are more in the back of my car, but if you don't we can just go together and buy new ones. Just wanted to help you a little bit with the new things for the shop" shrugging her shoulders, [Name] now became a little bit nervous under the quiet twin's silence, as ironic as that sounds.
Finally looking up, the couple could see the tears that were swimming on Osamu's eyes, quickly making Atsumu mirror his state and bringing fresh tears to his own eyes as well.
Osamu walked to them, envolving [Name] on a warm hug, hidding his face on her neck. Atsumu catches his cap that fell down with the motion, thinking that this wasn't the right time to jokingly whine about [Name] being his girlfriend and that Osamu couldn't touch her. Instead, he ruffled his twin's hair when he heard him sob.
"They are perfect" he mumbles, as clear as he can. "Thank you" he whispers, giving a last little squeeze to the woman's body before letting go from the hug. "'M sorry" he laughed, starting to dry out his tears.
"Aww, look at the crybaby" Atsumu teases, putting the cap back on on Osamu and softly slamming the envelope that he quietly slipped out of his pocket on his twin's chest.
He looked at the blonde with a quizzical look, opening the envelope to only find money, a lot of money.
"Shut up" he closed the envelope once again and tended it to his brother.
"Just take it" Atsumu insisted, pushing Osamu's hand.
"This is too much. I can't accept it, not even from you" Osamu refuses.
"Well, that's what brothers are for…right?" Atsumu shrugged, looking away.
It took a few moments before the two males envolved in another warm hug, both of them holding up the tears on their eyes.
"Jeez, you're gonna make me cry guys" [Name] laughed, pressing her ring fingers on both lacrimals to prevent her from crying.
"Oh man, I'm gonna call ma and tell her about it. She won't even believe that ya have money of yer own" Osamu says, slipping of his phone out of his pocket, walking towards the sliding door of the store to go outside.
"Shut yer mouth!" Atsumu yelled, being flipped off by his brother before he closed the door behind him.
[Name] giggled, even after all these years, she never got tired of the twin's antics.
"Baby?" Atsumu called at her.
"Mmh?"
"Is it true?" he asks, snuggling closer to her.
"What baby?" she welcomed him in her arms, leaving a kiss on the top of his head.
"That you like 'Samu better than me" a pout drawed in his lips, which [Name] was quick to kiss.
"Oh silly 'Tsumu" she leaves another kiss on his nose. "I love you more than anything in this world, please don't doubt that" now she kisses his cheek. "I do have a gift for you, but it's something that I can't give you in front of 'Samu" she whispers over his lips, a grin drawing over hers at the slight face of surprise her boyfriend has now.
"Oh" was the only thing that came out of Atsumu's mouth, making [Name] chuckle, leaving another kiss on his forehead.
"Mhm. So wait a little bit longer like the good boy you are and I shall give it to you, okay baby?"
"Yes mommy" he answers obediently, earnign another kiss on the lips.
"Good boy" she whispers, pinching his cheeks with affection.
[...]
Sitting at the feet of the bed and smiling against her hand, [Name] couldn't tear off her eyes away from her pretty boy Atsumu, who was also at the feet of the bed, on the floor.
"You look so pretty baby" she praised.
"Tha-thank you mommy" the setter whines, hips still working their way slowly on that new pretty dildo, his precious birthday gift.
"How do you like your gift, baby?"
"I love it mommy! Thank you..." he whispers, leaving a kiss on her knee. "Wanna please you...please?" looking up, he gazed at her with his puppy eyes.
"Mmh? But it's your birthday honey" she remembered him, caressing his hair with her fingers
"Then...f-for ma birthday, I wanna make ya feel good" he whined, "please"
And how could she say no to those pretty teary eyes?. Undressing herself from her bottom clothes, [Name] opens her legs in front of Atsumu, who looks dreamily at her pussy.
"Come closer baby" she says with a sweet tone.
The setter barely lifts himself up from his dildo to move closer to his girlfriend, shaky hands bringing the toy along with him to sink over it again as he burries his head between his girlfriend's legs.
His tongue started moving along your folds in search for your clit, and when he finally found it he started to lick and suck on it like a starved man. You throw your head backwards, enjoying your boyfriend's skillful tongue; your hand comes to his hair, fingers running through his strands.
"Good boy 'Tsumu, you're such a good boy for me" your praises fall from your lips like a fountain of honey, and he's drinking it all.
His hips started to move faster on top of his 6 inches new dildo, the tip of it starting to hit his prostate again and again. He moans in your pussy, sending vibrations all over your body.
"F-fuck...baby, you feel so good" you whisper, moving your hips to his face, starting to face-fuck him gently.
Atsumu kept moaning, shivering everytime a praise fell out of your mouth. His dick twitched and leaked over the floor as he used both of his holes. He looked up at you with teary eyes, admiring how beautiful you looked as you lost in pleasure, the pleasure that he's giving you.
"Fuck my face" he whispers agains your folds, "grab my hair, do it harder mommy" he pleads, and you oblige.
Your body separates from the bed as you raise your hips and move them against your boyfriend's hot face. His tongue sticks out of his mouth to let you use it as you please as he keeps on bouncing on his toy.
"Touch yourself baby, you deserve it" you say in between heavy breaths. "Taking it all so good for me, looking so pretty...hah, my pretty birthday boy"
Atsumu obeys and finally wraps a hand around his swollen cock and start pumping it at the same pace of his hips. He was already close, and jacking off bring him closer.
Your grip tightens on his blonde locks, making him moan once again as your move your hips desesperatly.
"Gonna cum baby, gonna cum all over your face" you moan and Atsumu can only nod in agreement. He was close too, and he couldn't hold it any longer.
You ended up cumming hard on Atsumu's mouth, body trembling as you hold into the bed sheets to keep steady.
"Fuck...that was intense" you whisper, legs trembling slightly because of your orgasm. Atsumu looked up at you, same puppy eyes gazing at you as your juices dripped off his chin. "Gonna cum too baby? Want me to help you? or you can cum with your new toy?"
"G-gonna cum with my toy...gonna show you how good I am" he mumbles, starting to ride the dildo once again.
"I know that. You're my good boy baby" your hands cups his cute face, pulling him closer and connect your lips together in a heated kiss.
Loyal to his word, he proved to you that he was a good boy and he enjoyed his birthday gift cumming hands free on the floor. His moans got muffled by your lips as his hips twitched with every rope of cum that spilled from his dick. He gasped for aire once you pulled apart from the kiss.
"There you go baby, you did so well" you praised, leaving little kisses all over his face as he normalized his breath. "Come here baby" you helped him get up f the floor with his trembling legs. You both layed on the bed, Atsumu resting on top of you as he regularize his breath.
"Did you like your birthday present, baby?" you ask softly, leaving a kiss on his forehead.
"I loved it mommy. Thank you" he snuggles closer to you, his eyes feeling heavy with laziness.
Before you can even prevent it, he fell asleep on top of you. You feel all sweaty and sticky, but you're also too tired to stand up and clean the both of you. So, just for this time, you give in into the sloth and feel asleep with your boyfriend in your arms.
You're sure you're gonna regret it in the morning.
# atsumu . . . you barely allow him to eat you out because every time you do he’s holding onto dear life on your thighs as if you were going to magically disappear if he let your thighs go. but on the occasions you do let him eat you out it’s pure heaven for him. his eyes are shut while you mutter praises while riding his face, he’s extra weak everytime you run your hand through his hair. the blonde loves the feeling of your plush soft thighs and ass, squeezing them tightly that it’ll leave bruisers so you need to pry his hands off you, he doesn’t even know he’s holding onto you so tight because he’s focused on making you have the best orgasm ever as your juices or his drool are spilling over his face.
# bokuto . . . he can literally cum from eating you out. before you could come half way to finishing he had already cummed untouched, and it’s like that the entire time you were sitting on his pretty face. it’s almost a daily task for you to sit on his face every time you have sex, otherwise he’d be bratty if you don’t let him eat you out for hours while his poor cock is getting tortured by being all red and leaky. he’s sloopy and can barely eat you out properly, hence you two being in the same position for hours while he moans continually into your wet pussy. even if you tried to detach yourself he won’t let you since he’s so pussy drunk and lets out whines.
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i’m so fucking rusty at writing so no one pls make fun of me if the writing has changed over the six months 😭
virgin! atsumu whose been secretly sniffing your dirty panties, ashamed that he enjoys it so much. it makes him eager to taste you, desperate to please you. so you let him.
spreading your legs apart and grabbing a handful of his hair, you pull him down towards your sex. his nose rubs against your clit, his tongue making small kitten licks as he learns the ropes. but it doesn’t take long, atsumu is a natural at almost everything he does.
he flicks his tongue at the perfect rhythm, guided by your fistful of hair and as he laps up your slick arousal, he can feel the strain in his pants along with the friction of the bed. it’s so much, too much even and poor tsumu can’t take it anymore.
he whines into your cunt, hips grinding against the bed sheet as his face is covered in your wetness and your sweet taste is all over his pink tongue. his breaths are laboured, feeling lightheaded from the heat of your inner thighs.
all these things make his hips thrust harder, his cock practically drooling, chasing any sort of relief he can. his strained moans fill the room like music in your ears but you can tell just by humping alone that he’s close.
for a second, he stops eating you out, lifting his head up, his expression lustful as an array of whimpers and pitchy moans leave his lips and his eyes start to roll back.
“cummingcumming,” is all he manages, relieved groans echoing around. he grinds himself against the bed more, gettting through his high before looking at you embarrassed.
“aw baby,” you coo condescendingly, “look at you— making such a mess.”
sub!tsumu who falls so easily into subspace. like he gets so dumb and vulnerable for you, completely entrusting his body to you. he lets you use and play with him all you want, and all he can do is babble and cry and thank you over and over again.
and when he’s overstimulated he gets really, really dumb. when you have him sat with his back to your chest, holding him to you, a hand tugging and rolling at his nipples, the other fisting at his cock endlessly. you’re unforgiving as you pull orgasm after orgasm out of him— his legs are trembling, flopped lazily onto the bed because he no longer had the energy to try and fight you and clamp them close; his eyes are crossed, his face and chest are flushed, his cheeks damp with tears, lip quivering as you messily stroke at his cock. his cock’s a mess too, just drenched in cum and spit and it hurts, hurts so bad, but he can’t help but want more, more, more—
do with this what u will bb i just had to share he’s always heavy on my mind 😓
"c'mon babe, i can't," atsumu sobs. tears are streaming down his flushed cheeks and his pink lips are bitten raw from all the times he tried to quiet his own noises. he's brainless—every silly little thought of his gone and replaced by the way you just won't stop stroking his cock, making his muscles tremble under your touch. it feels so good it hurts, and his mind is torn in an endless battle of trying to sneak away from the sensation or thrust towards it. "i can't cum anymore," he cries, voice uncharacteristically high and whiny, "i'll die."
"so dramatic," you tsk, the hand that's not playing with his cock coming up across his chest to wrap around his neck. "stop talking, you're distracting me."
atsumu chokes on a garbled moan as you twist your hand around his shaft in a way that makes his thighs shake. he jerks forward, only to be pinned back to his original position by the fingers digging into either side of his jugular. “not my cock,” he rasps, grasping helplessly at the blankets below him. “not my cock, please not my cock. i can’t, i can’t, i can’t—”
his words taper off into a breathy exhale as you release his length, hand coming to rest along the inside of his thigh. “not your cock, hm?” he nods dumbly, even the slight movement making his eyes swirl with dizzying colors.
“please not my cock,” he slurs, drool pooling at the corner of his lips. his hazy eyes search for yours, pleading. “’nywhere else, jus’ not my cock.”
“aw, anywhere else?” you coo, letting go of his neck to thread your fingers through his hair. shuffling back, you put a hand on his upper back, tenderly pushing him forward until he’s on his hands and knees, back arching. “how ‘bout this cute ass, then? you mind if i play with it?”
he spreads his legs wide, allowing you to kneel between the back of his thighs and mold the flesh of his ass. his body’s too tired for him to balance his weight of his forearms, so he’s like putty below you, responsive and willing and unable to fight the pleasure you give him.
“no,” he responds, muffled by how his face is pressed into the sheets. “touch me... there. please.”
“there you go,” you purr. “telling me what you want.”
atsumu’s ears practically perk up at the telltale sound of the bottle of lube being opened. you lather up a couple of fingers and he keens, a sound that’s torn from his chest, as you circle his rim. he subconsciously wiggles his hips, trying to get you inside him already, and you scoff, giving him a sharp slap on the ass and making him whine.
“don’t be bad,” you scold, punctuating your order with pinching his flesh.
“sorry,” he snivels, “sorry. jus’ want it so bad, y'always make me feel so good.”
you lean forward to kiss the back of his neck and he shudders at the affection. “i know, baby,” you whisper in his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “i’ll make you feel good, don’t worry.”
you ease all his concerns by pushing your fingers in all the way to the third knuckle and he thrashes, nothing but hiccups and moans pouring from his mouth. his tight hole flutters around the intrusion and you grin, prodding your fingertips along his prostate and watching how his knuckles whiten.
“oh god,” he wails. “oh,” you pull your fingers out completely, before immediately thrusting back in, “god.”
you push and pull in and out in a steady rhythm, and just when atsumu starts to get comfortable, just when he starts shifting his hips back to meet your fingers, you add a third, forcing his eyes to roll back.
“you think you could cum just from this?” you purr, other hand rubbing circles along his lower back. “you think you could cum just from my fingers in your ass like a slut?”
he replies instantaneously, a garbled “yes” spilling from his lips as easy as air from his lips. “i’m your slut,” he mumbles. “and you feel so,” a fourth finger joins the other three, “so good, fuck!”
you let your fingers fill him whole, refusing to pull them out and instead just rotating your wrist and letting them press fully against his prostate. “that feel good? huh?”
“fuck, i’m gonna cum,” he says in a hushed tone, hands clenching into tight fists. you hold down on the bundle of nerves and he gasps, fighting to get air into his lungs. “gonna cum so hard.”
“do it, baby. be a good boy ‘n cum.”
“gonna,” he chokes out, before taking a sharp inhale of breath and spilling cum all over his thighs and the bed below him. his shoulders are wound tight—you can see the muscles constricting under tan skin as he pushes himself farther into the bed, hips rolling in a sad attempt to grind his cock onto something. “fuck,” he whimpers as you fuck him through his orgasm. “holy fuck.”
you gently massage the tense muscles in his back as he comes down from his high, panting with heavy heaves of his chest. “that’s a good boy,” you murmur, giving him a peck on the cheek.
you cradle his face with your palm and he nuzzles farther into the touch with a small hum. ignoring the squelch of cum below him, his eyelids flutter shut and you visibly feel him relax, exhaustion catching up with him.
“that’s a good boy.”
if you enjoyed, reblogs + comments are appreciated!
cw: sub?atsumu, facefucking, one (1) ass slapping (m receiving), deepthroating, established relationship
a/n: me vs wanting to give atsumu the world…. its really bad for me. n e ways this is the 1st smut piece i’ve ever written but yeah enjoy :)
It was Atsumu’s day off from MSBY practice and you decided to try something new in bed, so you sat up on the couch in your shared apartment where you both were cuddling watching daytime television programs and asked, “Hey, why am I the only one that gets to sit on your face?”.
Atsumu proceeded to look at you incredulously, “What the fuck are you talking about? It because i’m strong enough to support ya” A look of shock colored your face, “You don’t think i’m strong?”
He rubs his neck bashfully, “Well not strong enough to handle my orgasms babe, you know they can be really intense”
Now you both knew that you were a pretty tall couple, only a couple inches in difference and he knows your strength. He has seen you do things that make him think that your strength rivals his (which it does btw).
The reason why he is pensive about “sitting” on your face is because he is painfully aware of how quickly he would fall apart on top you, I mean its not like he dosen’t fall apart in front of you everytime ya’ll fuck but its just something about that specific position would be too much for him to handle.
You look at your boyfriend deep in thought and suddenly an idea lights up in your mind that would to convince your boyfriend. “Okay ‘tsumu, maybe not sitting on my face, but we could always start with you face fucking me? How does that sound?”
With those words, his furrowed brows relaxed and he agreed with a thoughtful breath replied, “Okay, let’s do it”
You ended up laying flat on your back on your shared bed with a couple pillows supporting your head and neck, and the sight in front of you is absolutely mouth watering, Atsumu hovering over you with his fully erect dick being the only thing in your vision. His muscular thighs are on either side of your head caging you in, you let out a breathy sigh and say, “I can’t believe you’ve been keeping this from me” all the while massaging his tense thighs. He lets out a breathy moan at the coupled sensation of your touch and breath on his dick, his hands are gripping the top of the bedframe and his palms are a bit sweaty from being nervous but all thoughts disappear when you take his cock into your mouth, tongue swirling around the tip, the sensation causing him to buck his hips further into your mouth “ah- fuck yes!”. With him already doing all the work, you moved your hands from his dick and rubbed his upper thigh soothingly as he loses himself in the feeling of your mouth.
Each thrust opened up your throat deeper and deeper and eventually you were able to take him into the hilt. Once you got used to his rhythm you used your tongue and traced it up along his length which forced a wanton moan from his lips “mmh! ah s’good please, i need more!”. The desperation and whine in his voice sent heat right through you, eager to hear him make more of those sounds, you take a breath through your nose and swallow which consequently caused your throat to close and squeeze around his fat cock. Your actions made his hips stutter as a loud, high-pitched moan tears from his throat, he then started thrusting even faster into your throat making you gag but you don't really mind because you know you'll get him back for it. He lets out a series of moans, a mixture of whines and whimpers that signals to you he’s close and just as you expected he cried out, “Gonna cum gonna cum please fuck-” At that moment you decided to get your revenge and moved your hands from his thighs and smacked his ass hard, this resulted in Atsumu driving his dick impossibly deeper into your throat and shooting his cum down your throat and this thick thighs that you love so much clenched hard around your head, his strength unyielding. You massage the flesh of his ass that turned red from your earlier ministrations and sucked him through his orgasm, when you heard him whimper again you release his dick from your mouth with a pop and he flops onto the bed right next to you and faces with a contented expression, “Okay i’ll give it to ya, yer pretty damn strong, that was fucking amazin babe” you look back at him with a sly smile and say, “I told you so”. Then you both knocked out and took a nap :)
