#sakuatsu + saeko nsfw | pegging Kiyoomi hums as he relaxes back into his chair, casually shifting his right leg so his ankle is draped across his left thigh. The scene before him is one that has taken months to cultivate – a lot of pushing Atsumu to ask for what he wants. +
It was no secret to Kiyoomi the huge crush his boyfriend harboured for Tanaka Saeko – he bared witnessed to it in high school in fact. It was even more prominent when she would come visit Hinata on the rare occasion. Kiyoomi watched in amusement as Atsumu subtly ogled her. +
He been turned into a blushing and blubbering mess at the hand of Saeko’s teasing and it had – intrigued Kiyoomi. +
So, after carefully bringing the topic up to Atsumu and planting the idea of inviting her into the bedroom, everything fell into place. “Hah – Oh my god...” Atsumu is already slurring, his hands are fisting the sheets behind his head where he lays on his back. +
Saeko looms over him, a wicked smirk playing on her lips as she steadily thrusts her hips. A purple strap-on dildo peaks out on every withdrawal, it’s thick and ribbed deliciously. Kiyoomi – the keen observer – watches hungrily as Atsumu bucks his hips, hole sucking greedily. +
“He takes it well, doesn’t he?” Saeko turns her gaze to Kiyoomi, not faltering for a moment. If anything she quickens her pace and Atsumu cries out in pleasure. Kiyoomi cocks an eyebrow, “He does. You should play with his nipples, he likes that.” +
Atsumu turns his head, his gaze hazy, “M’right h-hah – here ya know!” Saeko grips Atsumu’s face with her hand and forces him to look back at her, “Poor baby.” She drags her nails up Atsumu’s torso, eliciting multiple shivers from him before she flicks at a hardened nub. +
Atsumu’s back arches as he moans out. His eyes flutter shut and his thighs start to tremble as he holds them up near his chest without any support. Saeko seems to notice and grips Atsumu’s knees, pressing them further to his torso and practically bending him in half. +
Kiyoomi subtly readjusts himself, he was adamant that he only wanted to watch – to see Atsumu fall apart. And fall apart he is. A layer of perspiration glistens against his skin, he hasn’t stopped panting since Saeko first entered him. It’s mesmerising. Always so pretty. +
“You’re doing good, Atsumu.” Kiyoomi voices his opinion and meets Atsumu’s glazed over eyes. “Omiiii…” He sounds wrecked. Saeko has moved her grip to Atsumu’s hips, yanking him more onto her lap so her fake cock can reach even further inside of him. +
Kiyoomi has known from the age of eleven that he was gay, but he will admit that Saeko looks particularly appealing like this. Her tits are bouncing with every thrust forward, arms flexing nicely as she tightens her grip on Atsumu. +
Atsumu seems to think so too, his eyes are wide and staring in adoration at the women who is a splitting him wide open. Saeko tilts down to connect her and Atsumu’s lips. Kiyoomi pitches forward to catch a better view of Saeko shoving her tongue down his boyfriends throat. +
Atsumu mewls, wrapping his legs around Saeko’s waist in order to coax her forward. She pulls away slightly and laughs into Atsumu’s mouth, “Needy as hell aren’t you?” +
Kiyoomi smirks in amusement, bringing his chin to rest on his palm, his arm is propped up on the arm of the chair. “Mmm.. nghh, Saeko-san!” Atsumu moans out, she must’ve hit his prostate. +
“Open wide, bub.” Saeko pats Atsumu’s left cheek, his mouth drops open obediently. Saeko grins, Kiyoomi inhales sharply as he watches a line of her spit slowly drop into Atsumu’s awaiting mouth. Atsumu, of course, laps it up instantly. +
“Good boy.” Saeko says once she is satisfied and Atsumu nods his head shakily, swallowing visibly. His entire body is flushed, praise has always been a weak spot for him. Saeko then proceeds to grab a fistful of Atsumu’s hair and tug him upwards. +
“Suck on my tits for me, babe.” Atsumu’s eyes widen, gaze flittering between Saeko’s face and the boobs sat in front of him. Saeko gives a particularly harsh thrust and Atsumu keens, she glances to Kiyoomi, “He knows how to do that right?” +
Kiyoomi watches Atsumu’s cock jump, he’s clearly enjoying being talked about like he isn’t there, before he meets Saeko’s stare. “You’ve seen him. He knows what to do with his tongue.” +
Atsumu takes the opportunity to finally lean forward and wrap his lips around Saeko’s big nipple. One of his hands comes to cup her other tit whilst one props him up from behind. Saeko throws her head back and hums, “You’re right.” Her fingers scratch at Atsumu’s undercut. +
He does his best, Kiyoomi is proud of him. But Saeko decides to suddenly up the pace, slamming her hips flush against the back of Atsumu’s thighs. Atsumu opens his mouth to pant around her tit, before finally falling back against the bed and raising his hips up. +
Saeko hikes Atsumu further up, she is surprisingly strong. Atsumu is leaking all over himself, his cock bobbing with every thrust and Kiyoomi can tell he is getting close. “He’s getting close.” He comments. Saeko nods in agreement, Atsumu whines. +
“Want me to touch your pretty little cock?” Saeko asks, cocking her head to the side. “P-Please… touch – Hng! Touch me please.” Saeko smirks, readjusts herself before resuming a brutal pace – Atsumu curls so much Kiyoomi is ready to hear a crack of something breaking. +
“Since you asked so nicely.” Her long fingers look nice wrapped around Atsumu’s dick, pumping at the same pace as her hips. Kiyoomi is enjoying himself, he will admit. +
He is enthralled by the show in front of him, how eagerly Atsumu is taking the dildo, how good Saeko is at using it to ruin him. What he doesn’t expect is for Atsumu to turn his head and whisper out a single plea of, “Omi.” “What is it, love?” +
Atsumu eyes briefly roll into the back of his head as Saeko hits his prostate over and over, but he refocuses. “C-Come kiss me.” Kiyoomi swallows down the wave of affection that claws up his throat. He arises, brushing himself off before slowly walking over. +
Saeko doesn’t seem at all bothered as he approaches the bed. Atsumu makes grabby hands in his direction – it’s cute even if they are shaking. Placing a knee on the bed to the side of the pair, Kiyoomi leans down to cup Atsumu’s cheek. +
Atsumu stares up at him in awe, eyes sparkling as he patiently waits. Kiyoomi studies him for a moment before he brings their lips together and revels in the vibrations of Atsumu’s moans. Kiyoomi pulls back to stare into his eyes, “You going to come for us?” +
Atsumu gulps, nodding enthusiastically. “Then come.” Saeko twists her wrist in a way that has Atsumu jerking, her thrusts continue even as he spills across his stomach. It looks intense, Kiyoomi is happy to watch Atsumu feel good. +
Saeko sighs, “You deserved that after taking me so well.” Atsumu is shaking, but he nods sleepily. His eyes are barely open, he can only let out weak little moans as Saeko’s hips slowly come to a halt. He is still stuffed. +
Kiyoomi strokes his cheek lovingly, pressing a kiss to his forehead before withdrawing and finding his way back to his chair. Saeko has the same smirk plastered across her lips as she pinches Atsumu’s nipple. He jolts, eyes snapping open, “Ow! What was that f’r?” +
Saeko rolls her eyes, “My turn, lover boy.” Atsumu blushes instantly, his mouth opens and closes like a fish and Saeko only lets him suffer for a few moments before tipping her head back in a laugh. +
“Don’t worry you only have to eat me out with that pretty mouth of yours.” Kiyoomi relaxes back. He knew this was happening, he and Saeko have had many conversations about how this night would go. Atsumu has remained in the dark however. +
Saeko pulls out, Atsumu emits a low whine before he watches her flop onto the bed next to him. He sits up gingerly and shoots Kiyoomi a questioning gaze. Kiyoomi raises a hand in gesture, “Go on, do as your told.” +
Atsumu visibly shudders, he clambers over and positions himself so he’s hovering about Saeko’s pussy. Saeko threads her fingers through his hair and pushes him forward. Atsumu sticks his tongue out and starts lapping at her clit. +
Saeko hums, Kiyoomi can only really watch Atsumu – who really is very good at this no matter the gender, he would know. +
His tongue flattens to lick in broad strokes, he sucks at her folds at varying intensities and uses his thumb to rub circles on her clit when he’s not paying attention to it. Kiyoomi is addicted, fully aware of how tight his pants are due to the sight. +
Saeko has her thighs clamped on either side of Atsumu’s head, her hand guides him in whatever direction she pleases and Atsumu is quick is follow. It doesn’t take long for her to start bucking her hips and breathing heavily. +
“Finally got you putting that tongue to good use. All that chatting you would do whenever I saw you, just needed you to fuck me with your tongue in order to shut you up? You should thank your boyfriend.” +
Kiyoomi gazes as Atsumu shudders, he wouldn’t be surprised if he was hard again. “Mmm, good boy just there – ah! Fuck… that’s it.” Saeko shoves Atsumu’s head against her heat, so hard Kiyoomi isn’t sure if Atsumu can breathe. +
He watches as wetness drips across Atsumu’s mouth and chin as she comes, hips thrusting and content sighs escaping her lips. Relaxing back, Atsumu pushes up and sits on his knees in front of her. Saeko glances up with a smirk, “Where did you learn to be so obedient?” +
Atsumu briefly flicks his eyes over to Kiyoomi and Saeko laughs breathlessly. She tips her head to Kiyoomi. “You got him trained, eh?” Kiyoomi clears his throat, “I’m not sure, he can be a bit of a brat sometimes.” Atsumu splutters and pouts, Kiyoomi’s heart blooms. +
Saeko chuckles, she nudges Atsumu with her knee – uncaring of her nudity. It’s hot, even Kiyoomi can admit that. “Why don’t you go help Kiyoomi-kun out, Atsumu?” Atsumu perks up, biting his lip and turning to get off the bed. +
He’s stopped by fingers wrapped tightly around his wrist, Atsumu looks at Saeko in confusion. “Crawl to him.” +
Atsumu’s adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he processes the request. Kiyoomi’s dick jumps at just the image. Slowly but surely, Atsumu slides off the bed and settles himself on his hands and knees. His face is burning, but he looks completely submissive. +
Kiyoomi spreads his legs unconsciously as he watches his boyfriend crawl carefully towards him – his head hung and half-hard dick swaying under him. He stops once he’s between Kiyoomi’s knees but keeps his head cast to the ground. +
Kiyoomi uses two fingers to tip Atsumu’s head up by his chin, a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips at how utterly debauched the man between his legs looks. “Have you enjoyed yourself?” His voice is a whisper, he nearly forgets they aren’t alone. +
Atsumu nods his head, Kiyoomi rests his hand against his cheek and Atsumu turns his head to press a kiss to his palm. “Mhmm.” Kiyoomi smiles, leans forward and presses a kiss to his forehead. “Can I please suck ya off now?” Like it’s a need, like he wants nothing more. +
Kiyoomi huffs in amusement, pulling back and nudging his legs even further apart. The bulge in his trousers is evident and Atsumu is eyeing it hungrily. “Of course you can, love.” +
Atsumu springs into action, unbuckling Kiyoomi’s belt and tugging his pants and underwear down. Kiyoomi’s dick slaps against the fabric of his shirt which is stretched across his stomach, pre-come splatters on the material. +
Atsumu licks his lips, leaning forward and wasting no time in engulfing the tip into his warm mouth. Kiyoomi sighs in relief, he didn’t realise how pent up he had been. The entire night so far had been so overwhelming, but in the best way possible. +
He glances up and finds Saeko playing with herself, grinning lazily at the scene before her. “You two continue I’ll happily sit and watch.” Kiyoomi doesn’t need to be told twice, he returns his attention back to Atsumu and grabs a handful of blond locks. +
“I’m going to fuck your face, alright ‘Tsumu?” Atsumu nods quickly, raising himself further up on his knees and taking Kiyoomi down to the hilt. Kiyoomi groans before he sets a pace, shoving Atsumu up and down his cock. +
He loves hearing the sounds Atsumu makes, gagging occasionally but mostly just wet sloppy sucks which have the base of his spine tingling. Atsumu looks like this is the best thing to happen all night, getting his mouth ruined, choking on Kiyoomi’s cock. +
Kiyoomi adores him, completely and fully. Nothing feels better than sinking into the wet heat of just Atsumu. He watches as tears gather at Atsumu’s eyes. He hums and moans around his cock and it’s sending Kiyoomi straight to the edge. +
“Hmm, feels good baby.” The pet name is a rare one, but it slips out more often than not in situations like this. Atsumu shivers at it, re-doubling his efforts. Kiyoomi hits the back of his throat with every thrust, he can feel a knot forming in his stomach. +
“Want my come? Want me to spill down your throat? Fill you up?” Atsumu whines in his throat, looking up through his lashes and the pure want in his eyes is startling. Kiyoomi strokes his cheek, “My cumslut – /shit/.” +
He shoves Atsumu’s head all the way down, barely takes notice of the gagging as his cock jumps and begins releasing down his boyfriends throat. Waves of pleasure crash over him as he weakly shoves his hips upwards, making sure to get everything inside. +
Atsumu swallows and swallows the best he can but some come slips out the corner of his mouth, adding to the ruined look. Once he’s satisfied, Kiyoomi slumps back and gazes hazily at Atsumu who pops off his cock. +
They are both breathing heavily, Kiyoomi begins stroking Atsumu’s hair. “You two should do porn.” Both of them jump, completely forgetting about the other presence in the room. Saeko seems to realise and laughs. “You’re hot and good at sex, it would work.” +
Kiyoomi shrugs, “I think we are okay with volleyball… for now.” Saeko stands up and without shame crosses the room to where her clothes lie. “It was fun boys, but I better be going. I got a shift tomorrow.” +
Atsumu has taken to resting his head on Kiyoomi’s thigh, he seems pretty out of it. “Is he okay?” Saeko asks as she tugs her shirt on. Kiyoomi tucks himself away and goes back to petting Atsumu’s hair, “Yeah, he gets like this when he’s had a bit too much of a good time.” +
Saeko’s feature soften, “Well, I’m glad it was a good time.” Kiyoomi nods, “Thank you for tonight. Do you want me to call you a taxi?” She shakes her head, finally fully dressed. “Nope, got my motorbike outside. Also, no need to thank me, I enjoyed myself very much.” +
Kiyoomi bows his head and Atsumu makes a small noise he interprets as some form of thank you. Saeko takes another glance at Atsumu, “Take care of him.” Looking at Atsumu, whose eyes are closed, Kiyoomi hums, “I will, I always do.” +
She leaves and Kiyoomi is left to clean everything up, not that he minds. He washes Atsumu down, gets him into his pyjamas and tucks him into bed. Kiyoomi can’t sleep just yet, so he spends the time reading in bed next to Atsumu who is dozing peacefully. +
It’s not until around an hour later he feels an arms slither around his waist, he looks down to see Atsumu blinking up at him drowsily. “Where’s Saeko-san?” Kiyoomi puts down his book, pulls off his reading glasses and gives Atsumu his attention. +
“She left, you fell asleep.” Atsumu’s nose scrunches adorably, “Oh. Right… I didn’t get ta say thank you.” Kiyoomi smiles, always so polite. “I said it for you, don’t worry. Did you have a nice time?” Atsumu’s cheeks reddened slightly as he recounts the events. +
“Yeah, Omi. I did, thank ya fer making it happen.” Kiyoomi finally settles down next to him, switching their bedside lamp off in the process. He rearranges them so Atsumu’s head lies on his chest, “No need to thank me. I’m just glad you enjoyed yourself.” +
A few minutes of silence past. “Omi?” “Yes, Atsumu?” “I like Saeko but … yer the only one for me, y’know that right? I love only ya.” Kiyoomi hums, “I know. I love you too. I don’t mind you wanting to bring other people into our bedroom. You know that.” +
Atsumu nods, turning his head and pressing a kiss to Kiyoomi’s clothed chest. “Just wanted to make sure.” Kiyoomi smiles softly. He feels good, content. He settles down and closes his eyes, relaxing into Atsumu’s warmth. +
Ten minutes later and just when Kiyoomi’s on the verge of sleep, Atsumu speaks up again. “So ya know my old captain, Kita-san?”
> fin!!! #pegatsumu2021 > i have been wanting to write this for soooo long oh my god. so glad i finally did that, i hope you all enjoyed !!
