What about when the Miya twins say this position,angle,this timing,this speed is perfect and attack, hinata and kageyaman are on the block and do not move once when they are on the block within 0.1 seconds?
Reader:F Character:Atsumu Miya Rating:E Summary: There was one thing to be with the most powerful man of the underworld. His sharp suits, his alpha stance, the specks of blood on his face that he came home with. His strong hands, and how he made you, an omega, feel so tiny. Warning:ABO AU, Smut, Breeding Kink, Primal Kink, Alpha!Atsumu, Omega!Reader, Doggy Style Ask Box: Open|Check Out ThreadytoGoDesign|Join me on Patreon
There was one thing to be with the most powerful man of the underworld. His sharp suits, his alpha stance, the specks of blood on his face that he came home with. His strong hands, and how he made you, an omega, feel so tiny.
But living in his riches came with a price. You were his through and through, from the ring on your finger, to the deep bite scar in the junction of your neck. And once a year, in early summer, your husband had a deep carnal craving.
Something that couldn’t be covered up with wit, riches and guns. And only one person could solve this problem, you.
You were hidden under the bed in your bedroom, your fingers deep in the carpet as you heard Atsumu’s heavy footsteps pass by the closed door of the bedroom. He loved the chase when he went into rut, his little bunny hidden for him to find him. He was the big scary alpha, the one who was going to breed your tight little cunt.
You heard him walk across the hallway, the sound of opening and closing doors. Him sighing, he called out your name multiple times. He wanted to find you so badly, you knew he was on the cusp of a full rut. And once he was fully in the headspace, you weren’t seeing sunlight for a few days. Not while his jaw was locked into your throat, and his claws were in your hips.
“Bunny.” He said in a sing-song tone outside the bedroom once more, “Where are you, I’m not going to hurt you. I might rough you up a little, but a girl like you can take anything I throw at her. Now come out, I’m starting to get bored.” He huffed.
Your heart raced in your chest as you stayed perfectly still. Your pointed finger played with a stray strand of the carpet. You were in nothing but thin, almost mesh lingerie. Something cheap and easy to destroy.
“Oh, baby.” He said as he opened bedroom door. He strode in, his heavy boots came into view from your position under the bed. You heard him rub his hand across the edge of the bed and made a pleased noise, “You know a bunny tastes sweeter when her heart is racing, the blood makes her more tender.”
Your heart was beating faster, it felt like you were going to die. This was all just foreplay before the main event. Your sex felt wet, your hands were shaking as you could hear his deep breathing. He growled a little bit which made your heart lodge in your throat and he squatted down to look under the bed. He pushed up the bed skirt and saw you there, wide eyed and in fear.
“Atsumu.” You swallowed.
“There’s my bunny. Such a scared little thing. Don’t worry, the big bad wolf is going to eat her up in one sitting.” He grabbed you by the arm and dragged you across the carpet to get you up from under the bed.
He watched your breasts get minor rub burn as he laid you on the soft off-white carpet. He flipped you onto your back and smirked like a sadistic bastard. A soft growl escaped his lips as his clawed hands roamed your body. He was the alpha of all alphas, you could see the glimmer of fangs in his mouth.
“I can’t wait to breed you. I’m going to show you how to stuff a bunny, omega.” And with that he was tearing the lingerie off your body, you tried to push away from from him but his was just too powerful.
You were silk, he was iron. He picked you up like a rag doll and threw you over the edge of the bed so your ass was exposed to him. You tried pushing your thighs together, but clawed hands pushed your thighs apart, exposing your glistening sex.
He growled again, as he started to unbutton his shirt and get out of the formal attire he was wearing. There was no use being dressed now, not when he was going to give his little bunny a belly full of cum.
“My, my, my omega.” He purred, “It’s cute to think that you could hide from me for so long. I could smell your wetness from the kitchen. But like I said, the fester the heartbeat, the more tender the meat.” Once his clothes and shoes were scattered around him. He smirked at your already trembling form.
“Tsum Tsum.” You whimpered as you felt his cock brush up against you. He was almost nine inches and thick too. The type of cock that ensured a proper breeding.
He kept your legs spread as he shoved his cock inside of your aching cunt with one hard thrust. He pushed back any tightness you might have had, and the clutch around his cock made his eyes roll back a little. This is what he wanted, his mate under him, accepting him fully and hopefully producing a nice set of twins by next spring.
His pace was brutal and fast, you could barely get out any words beside incoherent moans as your bodies slapped together. The sound echoed through the bedroom, you became more wet with each hard thrust.
He kept one hand on your hip and another clawed at your stomach. He purred, the idea of soon his brood keeping the lonely womb company. The next generation of Miya’s. All carried safely by you. He was expecting the next couple of years to be eventful with children, and it pleased the primal, inner alpha that lived in Atsumu that only came out when he was in rut.
“That’s it.” He purred, “That’s my good little bunny. Get nice and stuffed with my cock, let me breed you the right way. There is no one else that can have this sweet cunt of yours. Only me because you’re mine. Got it?” His run on sentences and half baked words signalled that he was getting lost in the heat of his rut.
You whimpered and moaned, your breasts rubbed against the soft comforter a you were pushed and pulled against the bed. The weight of his hand against your stomach felt nice, a reminder of what the first rut off your birth control was going to lead to.
You were made to accept alpha cum, and you found the best alphas possible. Even if he was a truly evil man at times. He could kill you so easily, but he loved his little bunny. He loved your soft breasts, your sharp tongue and most of all the sweet, sopping sex that was between your legs. Everything was his.
He continued to thrust up into you and you moaned loudly. Thankful that all of Atsumu’s men left earlier. There was no need for shame in the morning.
“You’re going to become a mother soon.” He growled, “Be all mine. Because that’s what you are. Mine. I own you.”
“Tsumu.” You panted as were met with his clawed hand digging deeper into your stomach, “I love you.”
“And I love you. Mmm, you’re getting close. I can smell it. You’re becoming a vice around my cock. That’s it. Cum for me. Get yourself ready for my cum, fuck yeah, bunny.”
“Please, Atsumu. Please!” You gasped, finally finding your voice in the sea of pleasure. You were loud as he was quiet. His words deadly in your ear, and your response was to be a pathetic little loud omega.
You soon came around his cock. You clawed at the bed spread as you threw your head back in pleasure. Atsumu just groaned at the feeling of your cunt tightening around his cock. Once you became limp in post orgasmic bliss, he moved you fully onto the bed and placed both hands on your hips.
He started to jackhammer himself inside of you. Now with both of you on the bed, he got a better angle to impregnate you with. You were still loud and lost in your pleasure and Atsumu soaked himself up in it.
“That’s it.” He growled, “Fucking good bunny, accept all of me. Get pregnant you little omega. Give me triplets.” His voice was low and dangerous, lost in his own lust.
“Please, please, please.” You moaned out, your pussy soaked his cock as he continued to pound you.
It wasn’t long before he was cumming. Pushing all of his cum deep inside of you. Making sure it took. He let out a primal, low growl.
You were limp by the time he was done. Out of your mind, the smell of alpha and cum flooded your omega brain and broke it. Once he pulled out, your hips hit the bed. Your eyes rolled back for a moment as your oversensitive clit brushed against the dark bedspread.
Atsumu laid beside you from behind. Curled up around you to protect you in your bliss. Alphas protect their little mates and make sure it all takes.
“Good, bunny. Fully stuffed.” He purred. His voice sounded sleepy but he couldn’t stop rubbing his soft cock up against your back.
Just when you thought it was over, you felt his cock harden against your back as you laid there. Hands started to roam your nude body. Claws carefully tracing your stomach.
You whimpered, your pussy already abused by his cock. But he wasn’t done yet. You will be having pups by next spring, he was going to make sure of that.
Reader:F Character:Atsumu Miya Rating:G Summary: You didn’t often wake up cranky which was something that Atsumu was quite thankful for. He hated when his baby got too cranky. But last night you got into his supply of Swiss Chocolate flavoured Monster Energy drinks, thought it tasted like chocolate milk and then stayed up till around five in the morning. Warning:SFW Little Space, Fluff Ask Box: Open|Commission Me!|Join me on Patreon
You didn’t often wake up cranky which was something that Atsumu was quite thankful for. He hated when his baby got too cranky. But last night you got into his supply of Swiss Chocolate flavoured Monster Energy drinks, thought it tasted like chocolate milk and then stayed up till around five in the morning.
You were so hyper, even after Atsumu tried to make you drink water, gave you some crackers to munch on and even some sleepy warm bedtime milk. You were a hyper little thing until you were in the middle of watching Sailor Moon and crashed on the couch, curled up beside you cat pillow.
Atsumu carried you to bed and made sure you were tucked in before he brushed his teeth and got into bed beside you. He thought that was the end of his problems, until you woke up still in little space and very grumpy. No matter what he did you were still far too grumpy to be reasoned with.
“Want pancakes?”
“No.”
“Want a bath?”
“No.”
“Playtime?”
“No.”
Atsumu didn’t know what to do. You were bundled up in your blankets on the bed, with your stuffed animals scattered around you. You looked like his normal baby girl, but you were so crabby.
“Are c’mon my little crab apple, why don’t you get out of bed. I’ll make you a little omelette and you can have some milk to drink.” He sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed your arm over the blanket.
“I don’t wanna get up.” You grumbled into the pillow, “I don’t want to do anything!” You grabbed one of your stuffed animals and hit him with it and then made a small ‘hmpf!” noise.
He grabbed the stuffed animal and put it beside you once more, “We don’t throw things little one, you know the rules. So why are you so cranky my little milk carton?” He asked as he continued rub your arm.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” You huffed as you buried yourself further into the pillows and gripped onto one of your bigger stuffed animals for comfort. You didn’t even know what was wrong, you were just cranky and sad. You woke up in a mood and you didn’t know how to solve it.
Atsumu sighed and got back into bed with you and held you in his arms. He rubbed you gently, his lips up against your neck as he left soft wet kisses. He wanted to soothe you, get you out of whatever bad mood you were having.
“Does baby not feel well from all the Monster Energies you had last night?” He asked softly. That was the only thing that changed between last night and now. The body can only have so much Monster Energy or energy drinks in general.
You grumbled something into the pillow and gripped onto the stuffed animal tighter. You looked like a crabby little baby. He kissed the top of your head and let you hold onto your stuffed animal. He knew that you needed to soothe yourself with little space, maybe it was because you crashed so hard.
“Does baby want some apple slices? Maybe a pear with some peanut butter?” He cooed at you. He was surprised how well he took to playing the role of a daddy dom, when you first started dating you had to guide him, but now he knew all your tricks and tips to be little.
You rolled over to face him, still clutching onto the stuffed animal in your arms. You looked up at him lovingly, “Apples?”
“Yeah, it’ll help. You need to eat and I know how much you like when I do an apple smile.” He suggested as he cupped your cheek for a moment and moved down on the bed to kiss you on the lips.
You melted into the kiss, the affection was something you couldn’t stay mad at. No matter how grumpy you got, you always loved the taste of sweet apples and daddy’s kisses.
He soon got off the bed and handed you another stuffed animal to hold onto. You wrapped your arms around both large stuffed animals and nuzzled them affectionately. He gave you one last smile, happy you were coming out of your cranky state.
He went to the kitchen and chopped up two of the biggest red apples that he had in the fridge, a dollop of peanut butter on a plastic plate and served it to you. He brought it back to the bedroom and found you still lying there with your stuffed animals still in your arms. He sat on the edge of the bed and said, “C’mon baby, sit up and eat your apples.”
You got up, still a little grumpy and tired. You made grabby hands towards the plate and Atsumu handed it to you to sit it on your blanket covered lap. Sleepily you started to eat the slices while Atsumu rubbed your head.
“Does my baby feel cranky still?” He asked as you were almost halfway through the slices.
You nodded your head and pouted around the slice that was in your mouth. You had a bit of peanut butter on your chin and your eyes were still full of sleep. You rubbed them with the back of your hand.
“Aw, keep eating and then we’ll settle down for some more sleep. But how about we never have Monster energy ever again, okay? Let’s only stick to regular chocolate milk. That’s what my baby needs more.” He kissed the top of your head.
You rubbed yourself up against him as you continued to eat. You were started to feel less cranky but you were still sleepy. You crashed pretty hard. Once you finished eating, Atsumu patted you on the head.
“Alright, do you want some more sleep, baby cakes?” He asked as he took the plate and put it on the nightstand. He then went back to rubbing your head as he got back into bed with you.
You yawned loudly and nodded your head. You felt him wipe the peanut butter off your chin and lick it off his thumb then he got comfortable beside you on the bed.
“My sleepy little baby.” He chuckled, “Too small to have energy drinks.”
You nodded, “Little baby.” And yawned again.
He held you in his arms and kissed the top of your head, “No more energy drinks for you. If you want chocolate milk, you can have chocolate milk, but no more Monster. Even if you really, really want it.”
You nodded like the good little girl you were and held onto him gently, “Okay, daddy.” You then closed your eyes and let yourself drift off to sleep, being held by your beloved daddy.
“After nap time, we’ll have some proper pancakes.” He promised with another kiss before he got settled for a small nap.
katsu is like my favorite ship name for my self ship so,, here’s a mini drabble to celebrate my birthday
content: self-ship (kay x atsumu), mahal/mahal ko (love or my love in tagalog), yes i am a barber irl
“baby, bunny, my life, my angel,” atsumu drags on wrapping his hands around her waist. “mahal ko, you know i love you?”
“what do you want?” she rolls her eyes as she organized the cabinet plates.
“can ya cut my hair please?” he whispers. he nuzzles his head into her neck, pecking small kisses in a line down to her shoulders.
“atsumu,” kay groaned at him, moving away from the kitchen. he huffs in response as he watches his wife reject him.
“baby please,” he begged. “i know ya said ya don’t cut sundays but i desperately need a haircut.”
“so go to a barbershop, have them cut your hair,” she chuckled. she picks up the sprawled blankets off the cushions to begin folding them.
“but i like the way you cut my hair and yer my barber. ya tell me i can’t cheat on my barber, which is my beautiful wonderful wife,” atsumu trailed behind, pecking her cheek afterward. “please i’ll buy ya a new bag.”
“i don’t need a bag,” she pokes. “sundays are my rest days, the shop is so busy and i don’t want to cut.”
“what if i got ya a new stuffie?” she shakes her head at her fiancé before seating herself on the couch. “bunny, i’ll do anything for ya to cut my hair, look at how ugly it looks.
"hey, i like when your hair is ugly,” she teased, combing through his outgrown hair. the strands of his undercut had grown in ever since there was a two week break. kay brushed through his long hair, ignoring his pleads.
“mahal,” he was now kneeling in front of her. his hands rest on her lap as he tries his hardest to make puppy dog eyes as a grown man. “i have an interview tomorrow and i-”
“wanna look nice? i know because you ask me every time right when you have an interview. ill fix your roots next week okay?” she groans. she throws her head back while still playing with his hair. kay hates when people ask last minute to get cut, but nontheless, she agreed. “you owe me a massage.”
“thank you, thank you,” he says between kisses. the two walked towards the makeshift barbershop station in the garage.
“yeah, yeah but no trying to kiss me while i cut your hair,” she scolds. but of course, he did try to sneak kisses during the cut.
kay brushed out the blond strands before clipping them up to get more access. atsumu, who was facing the mirror, watched how focused she had gotten. debulking, guideline, blend out, all the thoughts were going through her head, despite her husband trying to give her affection.
after a quick trim on top, she dusted off the micro hairs and undrapes him. atsumu admired his haircut in the mirror while kay brushed off the hair off her clippers. “ya always amaze,” he smiled. he dips down pecking her cheek before helping clean up.
“yeah yeah,” she puts away her tools and combs while atsumu swept up the cut hair off the floor. kay’s phone buzzes on the table, catching atsumu’s attention. “who’s texting?”
“…bokkun…he’s asking for a haircut too…” he says meekly looking at the phone. kay groans, pulling her tools back out to set up once more. “thank you baby, i know ya wanna rest on your day off and our interview landed on the worse day.”
“i’m not mad i’m cutting on my day off baby,” she walked over to cup her husband’s cheeks. “i’m mad you guys get your cuts last minute.” she pinches his cheeks as if he were a small child in trouble.
“ow- ow!” he whines. his hands land on her waist as he huffed with his sore cheeks. “i’ll tell bokkun that he can come over. after, i’ll give ya that massage i owe ya and some cuddles for being an amazing, most wonderful, talented, beautiful wife.” he picks her off the ground squishing her cheek against his, hugging her like a baby and their favorite bear.
“okay okay! put me down,” she giggled.
“i love ya mahal,” he dipped down, planting his lips against hers.
“i love you too,” she responded. “but if you guys ask again for a last-minute cut on my day off, im shaving your head bald.”
I’m starting digital art and i’m having so much fun! Gotta immediately play with canon, so here, have some Fem!Sakusa meeting Atsumu in a sort of secret garden after practice :P Please play along xD
