Sakusa’s Best Gift

: fluff, domestic, dad!sakusa, dad!sakusa

a/n: happy birthday to my mans!! ❤️

Sakusa sighs heavily as he slings the bag over his shoulder. He glances at his watch and frowns. It’s 30 minutes after 10PM. He only has an hour and a half left to celebrate his birthday. If it wasn’t for the damn training that took over his whole day, he would have spent his day with you and your daughter.

Sakusa never even liked celebrating, but your daughter was so excited about his birthday. She rambled all night about how she would make it the happiest birthday of his life. She even planned a surprise for him, which he knows all about, because the child wasn’t particularly good at whispering and keeping secrets.

Sakusa knows about the cake your daughter iced herself. He knows about the dried peaches that she made for him. He knows about the card she wrote for him. But her plans are all ruined because of a training he could have skipped, but he didn’t want to. He regrets making that choice.

After a quick drive to your house, Sakusa checks the time before getting out of his car. A little over 11PM. It’s still his birthday. He silently wishes that you are still awake so at least he can spend the remaining time of his day with you. He enters the house and sees how dark the hallway is, the only light provided is the one from the kitchen.

“They must be asleep…” Sakusa frowns. He stalks to your room and finds your sleeping figure tucked under the bed. He drops his bag on the floor quietly before sitting on the foam. He pulls his mask down and plants a kiss on your forehead, mouthing a soft ‘I love you.’

The athlete changes into his pajamas and just when he’s about to join you in bed, the door opens.

“Papa?” A small voice speaks and the door opens wider. Sakusa smiles at sight. His little girl in a black Jackal pajama set, that was specially made for her given by the team. Her small hand rubs on her eye, the other clutching on her her fuzzy blanket.

Sakusa walks over to her and tries to pick her up, but she avoids his hold and gets out of the room. He follows after her small figure. “Hey, baby. Why are you still awake?”

She goes to the kitchen and pulls the fridge handle with all her might, the blanket pooling on her ankles. Sakusa watches her in confusion and amusement. The refrigerator door finally opens and she points at a box. She looks up to him with dog eyes. “Papa, help…”

“Oh, sorry,” Sakusa chuckles. He was so amused of her actions he forgot to help her. He takes the box from her and places it on the dining table. “What’s this?”

“Don’t open it yet!” Your daughter scolds. She runs out of the kitchen and ventures back to her room. Not long after, the small girl comes back quickly with a big box in her arms. She checks on the digital wall clock and sighs in relief.

“What’s that?” Sakusa asks her and she climbs on the dining chair, the box she was bringing now on the table.

“Happy birthday, papa!” She cheers, taking the lid off the first box. There’s a cake inside covered by pink icing and topped by sliced peaches, a lot of sprinkles too. “I love you!”

Sakusa hugs her tightly, lowering his body to kiss her cheek. “Thank you, baby. I love you too.”

“I waited for you to come home!” She proudly tells him, hugging him back. “I made you a gift! Open it! Open it!” He opens the gift as she says. It’s a scrapbook with a bracelet that he can tell she made herself from the mismatched beads. There’s also a bottle of alcohol that is designed with car and rainbow stickers. A

“I like it. Thank you.” He smiles at her, and she returns the favor, flashing her small pearly teeth at Sakusa. “Let’s go to sleep. It’s late.”

“No! No! It’s still your birthday. We have to celebrate it until that clock turns 1 and 2!” His daughter argues, pointing at the clock.

“We can celebrate it tomorrow.” He picks her up from the chair despite her whines, but she eventually gives in to her sleepiness. As the father and daughter reach your shared bedroom, she’s already fast asleep, too fast for someone who was jumping like a bunny a few seconds ago.

“Omi?” You sit up from the bed, hand slowly rubbing on your eye. Sakusa can not help but smile. You and your daughter act way too much similarly. No wonder why he loves her the way he loves you.

Sakusa lays your daughter in the middle of the bed before slowly pushing your should back down to the bed. “Go back sleep.”

“But your birthd-”

“Shh… no wonder why our daughter is so excited about my birthday. We can celebrate it tomorrow.” He pecks you on your lips and you nod, wrapping your arms around your child before closing your eyes and drifting back to sleep.

After making sure that the two of you are asleep, Sakusa gets out of the room to put back the boxes on the table back to its proper places. He puts the cake box back into the fridge first, after snapping a photo of course. He would never forget to take a picture of his daughter’s masterpiece.

Out of curiosity, Sakusa picks up the scrapbook and flips through it. It’s just pictures of him when he was a child up to now. He takes a mental note to call his mother, because other than her who else would give you access to such embarrassing pictures? He stops on a page, seeing his baby picture with his parents, and a small note you wrote at the side.

Don’t forget to thank your parents for giving life to you. Because I surely am thankful to them for giving birth to you. ❤️

Sakusa lets out a snicker. “So cheesy.” He smiles at your note nonetheless. On the next page was him as a baby and your daughter months after her birth. The resemblance is uncanny. She surely is her daughter. He laughs at your written note at the side.

I carry her for nine months and go through so much pain to push her out, but she still ended up looking like you! That’s so unfair! But it’s okay as well. At least I get to see a little you everyday.

He stops on a page with a picture of only the two of you back in high school. Sakusa is sure that the picture was taken during his 18th birthday. In the photo, he was holding on to a cake you baked, while you were hugging him by the waist. He never understood what was so happy about birthdays until that day. He doesn’t forget to read the note.

Your first birthday that we spent together. Komori and I had a hard time planning it because you didn’t want to celebrate it, but we know you had a great time that day. And we did it for the first time that day

Sakusa chokes at his own saliva after reading the last sentence. He clears his throat and continues to skim through the book. At the very last page is a picture of the three of you together. It’s a simple picture but it’s Sakusa’s favorite. The three of you were in bed, your daughter’s arms wrapped around his neck, while you are seated between his legs. One of his hands was on your growing belly, and the other is on the back of your daughter’s back. The note on the side undoubtedly makes his heart swell in happiness and his lips curl into a big smile.

Thank you for being born in this world.

And below your handwriting is your daughter’s.

We love you so much.

Before the clock strikes 12, he opens his phone and posts a picture of you and your daughter in his Instagram, his first ever post in his account. He’s a private person, but everyone deserves to see the two of you— the best gift ever given to him.

what i want, part three

part one|part two | wc: 3.6k | gn reader | arranged marriage au | fluff & angst | warnings:physical/emotional abuse from parents, manipulation, intoxication.

it was almost startling how much things had changed since that confrontation three months ago. you truly meant it when you said it would be a fresh start and kiyoomi was grateful. he did his best, albeit awkwardly, to make amends for how he treated you in the past.

‘platonic marriage’ or rather, being friends with you wasn’t difficult at all, it came almost as effortlessly to him as playing volleyball. though it quickly became clear that he knew almost nothing about you, once you told him something he made sure to never forget it.

it wasn’t enough for you to not hate him, kiyoomi wanted you to like him for who he was. he had always wondered what that felt like.

kiyoomi wasn’t sure when exactly he started considering the penthouse to be home. he used to think of it as a prison, yet before he knew it, he found himself looking forward to returning to whatever you were making for dinner and the questionable music you were blasting on the speakers. he’d tell you all about his day and you did the same. he didn’t rush off to practice first thing in the morning anymore. instead, kiyoomi made breakfast for you both.

you’d tell him his green smoothies were disgusting and he’d tell you to stop drinking coffee, but he still made sure that a cup was ready for you— exactly how you like it— before he went for a run. there were many moments like that, where kiyoomi caught himself forgetting all about your circumstances. it was nice. being with you was nice, he thought.

and he wasn’t sure what came over him three weeks ago when he’d called your mother and asked her to send your belongings from your old apartment to the penthouse. your mother had been pleasantly surprised and agreed happily, even keeping him on the phone for another 45 minutes to chat. he didn’t even speak to his own parents for that long, not about anything good. he thought that was nice too.

“what’s all this?” you stared down at the boxes when they arrived.

kiyoomi rubbed the back of his neck. “well, i asked your mom to send the stuff from your old place.”

you blinked at him, clearly surprised.

“kiyoomi… i- that’s so nice of you. thank you,” you murmured.

“you live here too so… ugh it’s really not a big deal. just don’t make a mess when you put it all away, y/n.”

he had been so flustered that he walked away, completely missing the fond look on your face. why had he been embarrassed after simply doing a friendly gesture? it was the fair thing to do after all. it wasn’t like he wondered what it would be like to be surrounded by your things. or what they would look like next to his own.

“was that y/n in the stands?” atsumu, his teammate, jogged up beside him on their way to the locker room. “didn’t think i’d ever see them again.”

“i’m surprised you had time to look in the stands at all with how much you were running your mouth at our opponents,” kiyoomi replied.

“well actually~ i only noticed because i saw how you kept looking at them all night.”

kiyoomi let out a disinterested hum, ending the conversation before atsumu could pry any further. despite the teams overwhelming victory that night, kiyoomi had been on edge. just knowing that you were there had him feeling nervous on the court for the first time in years. he thought he had been more subtle about it.

kiyoomi had never been one to talk about his private affairs. all the team knew was that he had gotten married and he refused to say any more about it. they had all seen you only once before over a year ago when you attended a game with his siblings but kiyoomi didn’t introduce you. the team hadn’t even been invited to the wedding. back then, the whole arrangement only made kiyoomi resentful and he refused to talk about you, desperately wanting to keep his volleyball life separate. even though things between you two were better, he never bothered explaining it to anyone, sparing himself the headache from their endless questions.

would there even be any point in telling them? neither you nor kiyoomi knew where things would eventually lead. he still wasn’t sure about your reason for staying. did you plan on only staying for the remainder of his career? you could have left him and moved on with your life but you stayed because you probably felt sorry for him. surely you’d get tired of it eventually, right? the thought of you deciding to leave made his stomach sink. not that he would have any right to be upset if you did.

you deserved better, but he hoped you didn’t care anyway.

kiyoomi took longer than usual in the showers, trying to alleviate his nerves. the night wasn’t over for him yet, unfortunately. when he finally emerged from the locker room, he spotted you among the families and friends of the team. but much to his dismay, you were in the midst of a conversation with atsumu, who seemed to be getting a little too familiar with you.

“omi-omi!” atsumu noticed him approaching.

kiyoomi frowned as he came to a stop in front of you both.

“i was introducing myself properly to y/n. we hadn’t officially met yet thanks to someone… i was just saying how i’ve heard so much about them!”

“you haven’t,” kiyoomi’s eyes narrowed at the arm atsumu had draped around your shoulders.

atsumu grinned down at you and pointed to his teammate. “see what i have to deal with, y/n? i can never catch a break.”

"why do i get the feeling that it’s the opposite?” you joked.

something bitter swelled in kiyoomi’s throat as he watched your exchange. not that long ago, he wouldn’t have cared less about who touched you. but now, it felt strange… and wrong.

the setter reared back, feigning hurt at your words. "so that’s how it is, huh? omi, what did you tell them about me?”

“only the truth.” kiyoomi grunted before turning to you. “we have to do some interviews but it shouldn’t take long. will you be alright here?”

“yeah, i’ll be fine.” you smiled up at him. “and great job out there tonight, kiyoomi.”

a blush threatened to crawl up his neck. he would blame it on his exhaustion if you noticed. “thank you.”

now beside him, atsumu let out an exaggerated sigh. “what about me, y/n? those were my amazing sets after all.”

you playfully rolled your eyes. “i guess you were amazing out there too, miya.”

kiyoomi’s jaw ticked. amazing? seriously?

“ah, don’t be so formal! call me atsu—”

“let’s go.” kiyoomi interjected, his tone sharper than necessary.

you waved them off. “i’ll see you in a bit!”

as the two players made their way down the corridor, atsumu noticed kiyoomi’s slightly reddened face. a devilish grin spread across his lips before he nudged his grumpy teammate and turned back to you.

“y/n! make sure you come to lots of games so omi-omi can do his best for you!”

the post-victory high kiyoomi felt slowly drained from his body as he pulled into the parking lot of an extravagant restaurant. after months of excuses, he couldn’t avoid it any longer. that night you both had plans to meet his parents for dinner. unsurprisingly, they had opted not to attend his game earlier.

kiyoomi thought he did a good job of disguising his discomfort, but you quickly sensed his shift in mood. before walking inside, you gently tugged on the sleeve of his coat to bring him to a stop. he looked down at you and was almost taken aback by the concern on your face.

“kiyoomi, are you alright? we can just go home if you’re not up for this tonight.”

in that moment, kiyoomi knew that he never wanted you to leave him. the feelings he had been trying to ignore for months threatened to spill out. he couldn’t put into words how you made him feel. it was almost too much, but he didn’t want to lose it. maybe one day he’d be brave enough to tell you, but how could he after everything? he remembered the divorce papers you had drawn up, tucked away somewhere in the penthouse.

you had seen him at his cruelest, he almost drove you away in tears, and you were about to face the people that had manipulated him into your marriage in the first place. he couldn’t possibly ask any more of you. maybe things would have been different if he had given your marriage a chance, but he couldn’t think about that anymore.

kiyoomi took your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, already feeling a little bit better.

“i’m fine. let’s just get this over with.“

you nodded warily.

he was grateful when you didn’t press him further. he was even more grateful when you didn’t ask why he still hadn’t let go of your hand.

it didn’t take long for kiyoomi to regret not taking you up on your offer to go home. things had begun decent enough, with the conversation flowing easily despite the tension. his father said very little as usual, busy checking business emails on his phone and nursing a glass of scotch. kiyoomi knew he should have seen it coming and cursed himself for thinking the night might end without any problems.

it all started while you were telling them about how well he had played earlier. kiyoomi smiled shyly as you recapped some of his plays, trying not to let his pride swell at your words. for a moment, he was so happy he almost forgot where he was, but his mother made sure to remind him.

"so kiyoomi,” she began, shamelessly interrupting you. “how long will you be doing that for?”

there was an awkward drawn-out silence before he replied, “what do you mean?”

“volleyball.” she said as if it were obvious. “your father and i were discussing it a while ago and we were thinking we should start considering your other options.”

kiyoomi visibly tensed at her words. next to him, you were rendered speechless, the shock on your face clear as day. kiyoomi himself wasn’t surprised in the least, but you had never seen this side of his mother before. until then, she had been almost sickeningly sweet to you. but after what kiyoomi had revealed, you were able to recognize that it had all been an act. to her, you were simply a means to an end.

“volleyball is my future, so i’m not sure what you’re getting at.” kiyoomi ground out, trying his best to keep his tone even.

his mother sighed. “be realistic, boy. you’re almost thirty now and most players retire before thirty-five with nothing else to fall back on. sure, you’ve found a little success but then what? a volleyball salary isn’t going to cut it forever. you should put that degree of yours to use sooner than later and do something meaningful with your life like your siblings.”

her every word felt like a weight on kiyoomi’s chest, squeezing the air from his lungs.

“i’ve let you carry on with this far too long. i thought that getting married would set your priorities straight but i see that it hasn’t,” she gave you a quick, disapproving glance. “i’m not asking you to retire today, but i’ll need you to start meeting with your father twice a week to learn the business and then—”

“and then what?”hespat.“i’ll do as you say, and then you’ll just find some other part of my life to manipulate? until i’m good enough?”

as he stared into his mother’s eyes, kiyoomi saw nothing. her face conveyed neither concern nor guilt. she only stared back at him as if he were nothing but a stranger speaking to her about the weather. it didn’t matter what he did, kiyoomi realized. she would never be proud of him for who he was. she would never see him as her son who worked hard his whole life to achieve his dreams. try as he might, kiyoomi couldn’t allow himself to ignore the reality of the situation any longer. to her, he was still a mistake that needed to be corrected.

“i know you never wanted me. so just do us both a favor and forget that i exist.”

for over an hour, you drove up and down every street surrounding the restaurant searching for kiyoomi before deciding to return to the penthouse. it was your last hope since you had no way of reaching him. in his rush to leave, kiyoomi had left behind his jacket containing his phone and car keys. you were so worried that you even called his cousin, komori, and begged him to tell you if he heard from kiyoomi.

you didn’t mean to cry, but the adrenaline from your outrage had worn off and you didn’t know what to do. you regretted not immediately going after him. instead, back at the restaurant, your feet had been planted in front of the table as you glowered at his mother.

“what is wrong with you? he’s your son!”

unaffected by your words, she raised an eyebrow in amusement.

“darling, don’t overstep.”

you were losing your composure.“you have no right to—”

“oh! i see what this is. have you deluded yourself into thinking he’d love you? you poor thing. the reality is that kiyoomi has always been a selfish little boy. as long as he can play that little game- he’ll use you until he has nothing left to gain from it.”

her words stung but you refused to give her the reaction she wanted.

“you should be more appreciative. i put you where you are, you would do well to remember that, y/n.”

not giving yourself a chance to reconsider, you swiftly lifted a wine glass off the table and threw its contents in her face.

under different circumstances, the way her expression became deadly in a mere second might have chilled you to the bone.

“you’re a pathetic excuse for a mother. i almost feel sorry for you.”

her tirade of insults sounded throughout the restaurant as you made your exit. you didn’t bother to listen, the only thing on your mind was getting to kiyoomi.

when you finally arrived back home, you were relieved to find his oxfords carelessly discarded in the entryway.

“kiyoomi?”

after no response, you began making your way through each room, cursing how needlessly big the penthouse was. when he wasn’t in the kitchen, master bedroom, or even his training room, you started to panic. had he gone back out before you arrived? as you raced back toward the elevator, you noticed a light down the hall. there was only one other room you hadn’t checked.

after clearing the air months ago, you moved into the guest room, feeling slightly awkward about continuing to share a room with kiyoomi. he was hesitant about your decision and insisted that you take the larger room but you refused. if you were being honest, a large part of you didn’t want to stay in that room because it would only remind you of what never was. you needed the distance.

to your surprise, kiyoomi was splayed across your bed on his back, polishing off a bottle of liquor you suspected was from your old stash. he looked a mess. his previously styled hair was in disarray, shirt untucked from his slacks, and his tie almost completely undone around his neck.

you let out a sigh of relief. “thank god you’re okay,”

he said nothing as you made your way inside and sat down. his eyes remained fixated on the ceiling.

“you know, i think we should consider getting a smaller place.” you tried to joke.

kiyoomi looked over at you then, his eyes softening briefly before he turned away again.

“i’m sorry for leaving you at the restaurant,” he said slowly.

“it’s okay. i was really worried about you.”

“i didn’t mean to… what happened was—”

“you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” you stopped him as he struggled with his words.

there was so much you wanted to ask him. why was his mother so cold to him? what did he mean when he said that she didn’t want him? and what would she do now that he didn’t want anything to do with her? did he mean what he said? but it wasn’t the time for any of that. you were just glad he was home.

neither of you said anything for a long time but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable like it used to be. it was almost peaceful. as if both of you understood that proximity was enough. you wondered if it would remain that way for the rest of the night before kiyoomi spoke again.

“my mother… she used to always tell me that i was lucky to even be born. my parents didn’t want any more kids but then i came along. i was nothing like my siblings. i tried to be for a long time. but when i decided that i wanted to pursue volleyball, everything got worse. i told my mother and she slapped me right across the face. it was like i had betrayed them. they were so angry at me and i couldn’t understand why. i loved volleyball instead of what they chose for me. was that so bad? for them to do all this? to hate me?

"i thought that i had finally convinced them that they could be proud of me when i went pro but of course they weren’t.” he chuckled bitterly. “when i got silver at the olympics, it was like that was the last straw for them. they married me off and put me in this penthouse so i could at least keep up the appearance of a responsible and successful son. what a joke.”

horrified at his words, you bit the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from crying. you knew the last thing kiyoomi wanted was for you to feel sorry for him. but you didn’t feel sorry for him, you loved him. you loved him and hated everything he had gone through with his family.

though you tried to get rid of any lingering feelings for him over the past few months, they only returned a little more every day. with each meal you shared and every little moment together, it was easy to forget it all. but you were only there to help him now, nothing more. you knew he didn’t want more and it was painful. some days the reality of your situation hurt so much you wondered if you should have left after all… but you knew that you would have regretted that even more.

noticing your watery eyes, kiyoomi sat up. “hey, what’s wrong?”

“nothing, i’m fine,” you squeezed your eyes shut, accidentally letting a few tears escape. “shit. sorry. i’m just—”

your eyes shot open when you felt two large hands on either side of your face. kiyoomi was looking back at you with glazed, almost pained eyes. “i wish you didn’t have to see that. don’t cry for me or my family. it’s not worth it, y/n.”

“you are though.” you held his gaze even as more tears fell. “we’re in this together remember? i’m glad i was there with you. and i’m glad you can talk to me about it. i don’t want you to have to keep it all in all the time. i care about you… so much.”

kiyoomi’s eyes seemed to intensify and he opened his mouth to speak but closed it just as fast. suddenly, his face was inching closer to yours. you froze. was he going to…?

your panic quickly subsided when kiyoomi’s hands fell from your face and his body slumped against yours, his face landing right against your chest.

“k-kiyoomi?” you spluttered, quickly gripping his shoulders to keep him from completely falling onto you.

he groaned but still didn’t move. “fuck, my head…sorry…i’m slightly more inebriated than i thought.”

you exhaled slowly, unsure if you were more relieved or disappointed. but you were glad you hadn’t said too much at least. when kiyoomi started feeling heavier, you carefully slid off the bed and helped him lay down properly.

“alright stay here, drunky, i’ll be right back. and don’t fall asleep.”

you returned from the kitchen a moment later and made him drink an entire bottle of water. “lay on your side in case you puke later.”

“i never puke, that’s gross.” he giggled. the liquor had clearly caught up with him by then. you briefly wished you were devious enough to record him in his current state.

kiyoomi was softly snoring almost immediately after his head met your pillows. you couldn’t help but smile down at him and before you could stop yourself, your hand made its way to his face, softly wiping at the dried tear stains on his cheek. he had been crying before you found him.

“it’ll all be okay, kiyoomi. i promise.” your fingers were in his hair now, gently carding through his curls.

“…imnahgonna…”you froze when he began to stir, but he remained asleep, even letting out a content sigh when you resumed.

after twenty minutes, you were sure he was out for the night and wouldn’t need any more help. carefully, you draped a blanket over him and got up to exit the room.

as you opened the door, kiyoomi began mumbling again but his words came out clearer.

“…i know i’m not good enough…” he slurred. “…but i don’t want them to leave me…”

confused at his words, you paused. you wondered if he was referring to his parents.

“who?”

“y….y/n…”

he was talking about you? leaving?

“kiyoomi, i don’t understand,” you said softly. “do you need more wat-”

“…i know it’s too late…

but i love them…”

A/N: uhh this wasn’t supposed to be over 3k words and i have no self-control i’m sorry (;﹏;) but i didn’t take two months to finish a part this time!! i really struggled with this part though because i wanted to include how y/n and kiyoomi adapted to their new arrangement, kiyoomi’s complicated feelings for y/n, introduce his parents, and set them up for the ending without rushing everything. i already have a bonus chapter in my drafts and part four isn’t even started yet yikes…

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Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing (Timeskip!Sakusa Kiyoomi x OC) NSFW Series

Chapter 27: Imposter

Mainly a funny chapter because im exhausted from working and smuts the last thing on my mind

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Chapter 27

“Hello Omi-kun, I’ve boarded the train!” Kaiya said, holding her phone to her ear with her shoulder while she rummaged through her. Sakusa grunted,

“Okay. Message me when you reach. How are your parents? I’m sure your father must be upset.” Sakusa said and Kaiya hummed, taking out the sandwiches she had made earlier. Her father beamed, grabbing them from her, jolly as ever while he ate, making Kaiya’s mother shake her head.

“Sure… He’s devastated…” Kaiya muttered… To be honest, the lady who passed away was her father’s mean aunt. They weren’t really close, but they could not avoid ditching the funeral… She felt really bad for leaving Sakusa in that situation, she was pretty excited about going out this weekend…

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” She asked him.

However, she was actually more concerned about Chewy than Sakusa…

Two pairs of dark eyes locked with one another. Sakusa’s mouth turned into a scowl staring at the caged vermin on his balcony.

“It’s just a rabbit.” He answered and she raised a brow, wondering if he read her mind…

“Omi, I’m sorry for making you do this… You just need to feed him and that’s all… He can stay in the hutch until I’m back. So don’t worry about taking him out or anything.”

Sakusa grimaced, he could feel those beady little eyes boring into him.

“I can handle it, Kaiya”

He didn’t like that… Turning his back, he walked back inside… Just being a few inches away from the cage, made him immediately scrub his hands.

“You’re so sweet Omi-kun… I’m probably going to try coming back tonight. Otosan and Okasan will stay the weekend but they said I can come back after the funeral.” Her voice dropped into a whisper

“I promise I’ll make it up to you later… We can do anything you want”

He raised a brow, now that peeked his interest

“Anything?” He asked and she hummed, cautiously looking at her parents but they were busy in their own world. She let out a small laugh,

“You heard me” She teased, making him smirk

“Where are your parents sitting?” He asked and she raised a brow,

“Near me.” She answered, and her mother looked at her smiling

Sakusa just chuckled, “Can they hear me?” He asked

“No…”

“Good…”

“Why?” She asked and he was quiet for a second, before a smug look grew on his lips

“Just tell your father to book an appointment for you”

She was confused, furrowing her brows

“Me? W-Why?”

Her parents glanced at her, looking at her confused face but Sakusa caught her attention again when he smugly blurted

“Because you’ll be needing it when I break your back tonight”

She nearly gave a reaction, but she was still facing her parents. Controlling the heat that rushed to her flushed cheeks, she cleared her throat

“P-Please take care of Chewy! Bye” She squeaked, cutting the call.

Sakusa just chuckled, setting his phone down. It was only a day with the rabbit, he would manage. Looking towards the balcony, he was thankful that there was a barrier between him and Chewy… But in the back of his mind, Sakusa knew he had to get used to the vermin’s presence… Afterall, if Kaiya married him, Chewy would also be moving in with them, much to the athlete’s dismay.

It was still pretty early this morning, so he decided to do the one thing he enjoyed when he was by himself. Opening the cabinet, he let out a pleased sigh,

“There you are” He cooed, taking out the cleaning sprays and disinfectants.

“Time for some spring cleaning” He muttered, pleased.

Although he enjoyed his girlfriend’s company, there were certain times when Sakusa also appreciated being alone, when he could really let loose. Of course, for him letting loose was cleaning his own space, just the way he liked it. Cleaning was comforting and it was cathartic for him.

As the morning went on, he let out a pleased sigh at how everything sparkled. Every object was neatly in place, all the surfaces were glinting. Taking his gloves and apron off, he set them down before washing his hands. His stomach began grumbling and he hummed, preparing for lunch.

It was an absolutely lazy weekend, he watched a random show while he ate but it felt a bit lonely without her… He missed her commentary whenever they watched something together, the cute little gasps she slipped when she’d get surprised… It was amusing how almost 7 months ago, he was happy living a bachelor’s life to now craving the presence of his partner…

The impact that one tiny person had over him in almost half a year…

Sakusa hummed when his phone buzzed, grabbing for it, to see a message from Kaiya

Kaiya: I’ve reached! Should be back home by dinner <3 Also please feed Chewy lunch <3 Love you!

His nose scrunched up reading her message… He absolutely forgot about the rabbit that had taken over his balcony… Grumbling, he stood up going to the fridge where Kaiya had packed Chewy’s food… Picking up the box she had clearly labelled as Chewy’s lunch, he sighed.

He reached for the washing gloves, slipping them on his hands before sliding his mask on… Begrudgingly walking towards the balcony, he stood in front of the hutch. Both of them were locked in a staring match… Trying not to be intimidated by one another…

‘He’s just a rabbit… He’s just a rabbit…’ Sakusa pepped himself… He swallowed the nausea he felt rising in his system but he scoffed.

“Get a fucking grip… He’s just a rabbit.” He told himself. Sakusa bent down to unlatch the hutch, quickly shoving the box inside. He tried to slam the hutch gate close but it swung back open and before he could close it again, Chewy jumped through, scaring the shit out of the giant man

“Oh fuck, no”

He had never moved so fast in his life, not even on the court but Sakusa made a bee line inside…

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” He kept chanting, pacing around in panic, hands pushing his curls back, marching to the supply closet…

Grabbing his broom, he was going to try gently coaxing the devil back into it’s cage… But as soon as he turned towards the balcony (which he forgot to close in his panic), his heart nearly leapt out of his chest.

~

Atsumu was lounging around on his balcony, sipping on his beer while he listened to his playlist.

“Fuck, I love the holidays…” He sighed happily, stretching his legs to rest against the railing of the balcony, basking in the sunlight

“Tsumu~” Hanami’s voice sung from his inside, humming he turned to look inside, smirking when he caught sight of her. She winked, cheekily holding open her robe to show the lewd lingerie set underneath, coaxing him

“You hungry?” She purred, making him grin

“I’m starving” He cooed, making her giggle, beckoning him to come inside

“Come get it~”

Setting the beer can down, he got up from the lounger, grinning ear to ear

“Ain’t nuthin gonna ruin my day” He sang, making his way towards her. She squealed in delight when he lifted her up, rushing to his room. Throwing her onto the bed, Atsumu climbed over her, his hands massaging her breasts while he scattered kisses all over her.

“Tsumu, take it off” Hanami purred, tugging on his shorts. Grinning he sat up,

“So fuckin eager…”

Just as he was about to pull his shorts down, his phone began buzzing and Hanami grabbed it, showing him the screen

“Sakusa-san” She said but he just shrugged,

“Ignore it. I’ll call him back later, right now I just wanna eat ya up…” He teased, pushing her bra above her tits, licking his lips. They ignored his call as they continued their naughty ministrations but Atsumu’s frustration grew because his friend did not stop calling…

“…Um, I think you should answer it… It seems like its an emergency”

Atsumu grumbled, sitting up and she passed his ringing phone back to him. Irritated he answered the call

“What do ya want!? I’m kinda busy” He growled into the receiver but there was no response… He could hear rough panting, making his brows furrow in confusion…

“Erm… Omi-Omi? Are ya okay?” He asked hesitantly, waiting a few more seconds

“Atsumu. I’m going to die.” Sakusa blurted and Atsumu raised a brow

“What…?”

“Come to my place now. It’s a fucking emergency.”

Atsumu looked at his worried girlfriend, pouting when he stared at her jiggling breasts… They were so close, yet so far… But Sakusa had never in his life begging his friends to come over and Atsumu knew this had to be a serious matter… There was no way he could get an erection knowing his friend was in peril… It would never leave his conscience…

“Okay, ‘M comin’. Just sit tight, do ya need me to get anything? Medicine?” He asked

“Bring a net.”

“What? Do ya wanna train or sumthin? It’s the holidays, ya need some time away from volleyball–”

“Atsumu!” Sakusa growled, “Just get your ass over here now”

“Okay, okay… Geez…”

Ending the call, the blonde quickly stood up

“Is everything alright?” Hanami asked and he shrugged,

“I ain’t sure but it’s the first time Omi’s ever sounded like a whiny bitch so it must be serious…”

She giggled, “Go help your friend…” She leaned back on the bed, pulling the robe off her body,

She purred,

“Don’t worry Atsumu, I’ve got a surprise waiting for you”

“This is just so cruel…” He muttered at his situation while he rummaged for clothes.

~

Atsumu grumbled, arms crossed as he impatiently tapped his foot while the lift went up. He was annoyed but as soon as the lift doors opened and he saw the state of Sakusa’s apartment, his heart almost leapt from his chest, walking in… It was a mess…

“Oh my god…” Atsumu whispered, “There’s an intruder” He blurted, quickly racing around, yelling for Sakusa

“Shit! Omi, where are ya!? Fuck, I should’ve come here faster… Police!” He cried out in a panic, checking door to door while he tried dialing the emergency number… It was until he barged into Sakusa’s bedroom. Atsumu froze, seeing Sakusa huddled in the corner of the room looking pale… Closing his phone,

“Omi!? What happened!? Are ya hurt!?” He blurted, pushing the door wider but Sakusa quickly got up, dashing towards the open door.

“No!” He yelled, almost giving Atsumu a heart attack

He pulled Atsumu inside, slamming the door shut behind him

“Do not open that door! It’s somewhere inside the apartment and I don’t know where…” He muttered, scaring the shit out of Atsumu

“S-So there really is someone inside your apartment? Why the fuck didn’t ya call the police!? I don’t wanna die too!” He whined, hiding behind Sakusa who pushed him off, annoyed

“The police cant come for this intruder…” He murmured, confusing his friend

“Omi… Whats goin on?” Atsumu asked and Sakusa groaned,

“Fucking Chewy is on the loose… I-I can’t get him inside the cage… Please… I-I’m already going to puke…” He groaned and Atsumu froze,

“What… the fuck,is a Chewy?” He asked, looking at Sakusa’s pale face

“An abomination…” Sakusa swallowed.

“He’s Kaiya’s preciouspet rabbit.”

There was a silence between them and Atsumu’s eye twitched,

“Are ya fucking serious!? I was blue-balled me because of a rabbit!? Fuck ya” Atsumu growled, opening the door

“Atsumu!” Sakusa barked following after him… Atsumu called for the elasvator but Sakusa grabbed his arm

“Look, I;m sorry for cock blocking you but please…” Sakusa closed his eyes, sighing…

“If you’re my bestfriend… Put him back inside the cage for me”

Atsumu scoffed, walking away from the lift…

“Seriously man… Ya need to grow a pair and do it ya’self… Besides, where is this ‘abomination’… Yer making it sound like he’s some mutant monster…”

Sakusa froze, realising he was in the war zone. Stepping closer to Atsumu, he hastily looked around

“Wait… Where the fuck is he?”

Both of them didn’t hear the elevator dinging open, they were busy looking everywhere but. Chewy was nowhere in sight…

“Omi… Ya sure ya weren’t imagining this rabbit?” He asked but Sakusa groaned, panicing again

“We need to find him now. Because if he gets hurt, Kaiya will kill me and if he shits inside my apartment, I will kill him. Either way, we better find him now otherwise someone’s going to die”

Atsumu rolled his eyes, “Yer being so dramatic… But lets quickly find him before he gets hurt”

“Where could he go…?” Atsumu hummed as both men scanned the area…

However their attention was caught when the elevator doors closed, the ding making them look towards it, watching it descend to the ground floor before looking at one another with wide eyes…

“No…” Sakusa groaned under his breath. “Please don’t tell me he’s in there…” Sakusa stretched under his breath, immediately running towards the button, panicking as he erratically pressed the button. Atsumu ran around, checking whatever nook and cranny he could, but he couldn’t find any hints of a rabbit anywhere

“He’s not in any of the room! I can’t believe ya lift in such a fancy place but it only has one lift! It’s taking fucking ages” He complained but Sakusa ignored him, throwing his shoes and jacket on.

“Atsumu, we need to find him now. Kaiya will actually break up with me and this time, she will definitely not take me back.”

Atsumu sighed… This was going to be a long day but he had never seen Sakusa so distraught…

“Fine.”

Both of them were disappointed when the lift reached again and it was empty, getting inside, the reached the ground floor. Sakusa had shown Atsumu a picture of Chewy before the looked around the reception area… Glancing at the automatic doors, they looked at one another before rushing outside.

They spent ages, looking in every possible corner, under benches, in hedges but it was no good…

“Fuck! We’re never going to find him! He could’ve gone anywhere!” Sakusa groaned, rubbing his eyes in frustration. He paced back and forth, checking his watch

“Fuck!” He growled again, “Kaiya’s going to be back in a few hours… I’m screwed” Sakusa sighed, slumping on a nearby bench while Atsumu kept thinking… It was almost like a light bulb lit in his head

“Ah! Omi-kun, have you ever lied to yer missus?” He asked and Sakusa just raised a brow, now was not the time to be asking dumb questions

“No.”

Atsumu just hummed,

“Well… This will be the first and hopefully last…”

Furrowing his brow in confusion,

“What…?”

In just half an hour, Sakusa had to contain his eye from twitching… His mind begging him to take a shower just by standing in the pet shop… He stared at the pen below him, multiple rabbits hopping away while Atsumu glanced at Chewy’s picture

“Atsumu… Why are we here?”

Atsumu looked at Sakusa, grinning

“We’re just gonna find Chewy and bring him back home before Kaiya returns…” He answered

“But Chewy isn’t here…” Sakusa said and Atsumu grinned,

“Ya… But the new Chewy is… Look, carbon copy” He said, pointing at a similar looking rabbit making Sakusa’s brows lift

“Are you telling me to replace Kaiya’s pet?”

Atsumu nodded,

“Look… We’re never gonna find Chewy, especially since he’s escaped. I’m pretty sure someone’s already picked him up…”

“Atsumu” Sakusa said but his friend lifted a hand,

“I know its unethical… But at this rate yer better off lying to the missus than dying alone… I promise I won’t even tell Hanami, we’ll take this to our graves”

Sakusa sighed, he was actually frightened of facing Kaiya… It was an opposite feeling from earlier this morning when he missed her so much… Now he was practically dreading it… She already informed him, that she had boared her return train… She was going to be home in just three hours…

He knew had no other choice…

“Fine… But you will never ever tell anyone about this.”

“Deal”

~

Atsumu held the cage with Chewy ‘the Second’, (they secretly dubbed him). Sakusa and him quickly entered his apartment, and the blonde lifted the rabbit, setting it into the hutch closing the latch.

They both stared at the rabbit who just made its way to the salad box, munching away. Sighing in relief, Sakusa’s head tilted back, feeling like a weight was lifted from his shoulders

“Atsumu…” He said making Atsumu look at him

“Thanks for helping me out… I really appreciate it” He said and Atsumu’s bottom lip jutted out,

“Awe, aren’t ya a softie!? C’mere” He cooed, trapping Sakusa in a hug. Sakusa pushed him off,

“Ew, get off me! Now I really need to shower” He grumbled, marching inside while Atsumu whined behind him

“So mean! After all I’ve done for ya”

Sakusa stopped, now grimacing when he noticed his messy apartment, he looked at the clock… She was going to be home soon and if she found his place looking like this, she would definitely interrogate him.

“I have another favour…”

Atsumu raised a brow,

“Omi… I really want to go home and get laid… My poor dick…” He sobbed making Sakusa roll his eyes,

“Just help me clean up and I’ll tell you a secret that nobody knows because I do need your help again… But its for a good reason” Sakusa said, peeking his friends interest.

“What is it?” He asked but Sakusa simply, opened the supply closet, chucking a mop and bucket in Atsumu’s hand.

“Clean up first and then I’ll tell you”

Atsumu just rolled his eyes, “It better be worth it…” He muttered…

An hour later, sniffles were heard in the again, spick and span apartment

“It was worth it” He sobbed in happiness and Sakusa sighe,

“Now I kinda regret telling you…”

Atsumu shook his head, grabbing Sakusa’s hands in a death grip…

“No way man. Yer my bestfriend, I’m so glad ya came to me. I can’t belie–”

Both of them froze when the elevator dinged. The doors opened and Kaiya hummed, walking inside cluelessly

“Omi, you weren’t answering your phone– Oh!” She squeaked, startled by the two men on the sofa but she froze, raising her brow, giving them a weird look

“Um… Am I interrupting something?” She asked and they both realised they were still holding hands, quickly letting go. Sakusa got up, washing his hands repeatedly while Atsumu just chuckled

“Erm… How are ya Kaiya-chan? S’rry to hear about ya aunt. May her soul rest in peace” He said and she smiled,

“How kind, Miya-san. Yes, it was quite sad but I’ll be okay” She lied… She felt bad but this was an aunt she was not close to in any shape or form… All she had on her mind during the funeral was the railing she was going to receive tonight…

“So, what were you guys upto? Do you need to tell Hanami and I something?” She teased, making Atsumu and Sakusa blush. She hugged him, smiling

“Hello”

Sakusa forced a smile, “Welcome back”

“Now aint that sweet?” Atsumu cooed before getting up. And fake stretching

“So, I’ll be heading back now. I’ll tell Hanami ya said hi!” He said to Kaiya who smiled,

“Thank you!” She cooed before looking at the balcony

“Oh! I almost forgot to greet Chewy!” She beamed and both men froze, glancing at one another. They immediately followed at her heels, gritting their teeth when she bent down in fornt of the hutch

“Hi, Chewy!” She cooed happily and the men felt relief wash over her system. She hadn’t noticed and they were in the clear. Atsumu and Sakusa gave one another smug looks, nodding while she opened the latch, cradling the rabbit happily

“Oh, I missed you so much! I’m sure you had a fun today with Omi and Miya-san” She cooed, making Sakusa cringe at the baby voice she would do whenever she spoke to that vermin. Atsumu was just amused, before patting his friends back

“Well, ‘M gonna go now” He said and Sakusa nodded,

“Come on, I’ll walk you out”

They turned to head indoors

“Hmm? Wait… There’s something wrong…” Kaiya muttered and they froze, quickly turning around. Sakusa cleared his throat,

“…W-What do you mean?” He asked and she looked at them alarmed

“This isn’t Chewy.” She muttered and Sakusa’s heart almost leapt from his chest

“What do you mean? That is him”

Atsumu panicked when she stood up, walking towards them. He averted his gaze, looking anywhere else

“No…” She voice stretched, raising the rabbit in front of them

“Chewy is male…” She lifted the rabbit even higher… “Sheisn’t.…”

Both men realised their mistake… They completely forgot to check that… Sakusa knew he couldn’t lie about this…

Chewy had balls… This one didn’t…

“Fuck… Okay Kaiya… Listen…” He began but Atsumu’s attention was caught and he quickly separated fro the couple, going to the corner of the balcony

“Fooled ya! Haha Omi, our prank worked” He blurted, startling the couple when he held Chewy is his hands… Now Sakusa was confused and Atsumu looked at him, widening his eyes

“What?” Kaiya asked, very confused but she set the other rabbit down, happily taking Chewy from Atsumu

“Chewy!” She beamed. While her attention was on the rabbit, Sakusa quickly mumbled under his breath

“What the fuck?”

Atsumu also mumbled through his gritted teeth

“… We never checked the balcony…”

Sakusa wanted to slam his head against the wall but they straightened up when Kaiya gave them a suspicious look

“Why is there another rabbit here?” She asked, setting Chewy down and she followed them into the apartment, her arms crossed

Sakusa was trying to conjure up an excuse but Atsumu stepped in

“…She’s mine!” Atsumu answered and she raised her brows, while Sakusa looked at him

“Really?” They both asked and Atsumu nodded

“Yeah! I was telling Omi-kun ‘bout how much Hanami wanted a pet but she was sad cause her Pop’s is allergic… She’s mentioned how she’s jealous because Chewy’s so cute… So I asked Omi-kun if I could see Chewy and help me find her a similar bunny.” He answered, while Kaiya stared at them. They felt like they were perspiring but her face moulded into a smile

“Awe, that’s so cute! How if her father’s allergic, how can she keep a pet?” Kaiya asked again

“Damn… Aint ya full of questions…” Atsumu mumbled under his breath

“Sorry, what was that?” She asked and he quickly shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Atsumu’s going to be keeping it at his place… He just came over to see what food Chewy eats” Sakusa answered and Atsumu looked at his friend, feeling annoyed

“Y-Yeah…” He reluctantly answered and Sakusa patted his back

“Well, you better head home now with Hanami-chan’s surprise. I’m sure you’ve had a long day…” Sakusa blurted, pushing Atsumu and Kaiya to the balcony

“Ya owe me, big time” Atsumu glared at him

“Thanks Atsumu” Sakusa whispered but the three of them gasped at the sight in front of them

“Chewy!” Kaiya squealed, covering her eyes… Sakusa was frozen and Atsumu just crossed his arms, sighing before he gave Sakusa a dirt look

“Yer gonna be paying for her child support…” He mumbled, looking at Chewy defile his girlfriend’s surprise…

Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing (Timeskip!Sakusa Kiyoomi x OC) NSFW Series

Chapter 25: Silly Rabbit (NSFW)

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Chapter 25

“Oye, ya good getting in yerself?” Atsumu asked as he waited for the lift to reach the ground floor. Sakusa’s cheeks were flushed and he was a little tipsy but he felt like he could manage

“Yeah… I’m fine from here. Thanks, Atsumu… It’s the least you could do since you made me drink so much…” Sakusa muttered and Atsumu chuckled. The elevator doors opened and Sakusa stepped inside,

“See ya later bud. Enjoy yer celebration” Atsumu winked and Sakusa tapped his card on the keypad.

“I will” He smirked and Atsumu grinned,

“Wrap it before ya tap it” He blurted just before the elevator doors closed. Sakusa shot him a glare before he was met with his own reflection against the steel doors…

“Dumbass”

Sighing, he leaned against the wall, trying to sober himself up a little

His Bunny was waiting for him upstairs and he was certain she would be in the mood to celebrate. Straightening himself, he unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt. The lift finally reached his floor and he stepped inside his apartment. It was dim but he knew she was waiting in the bedroom.

Taking a moment to unwind, he set his stuff aside. Walking towards his room,

“I’m home” He muttered, opening his door. But Sakusa was confused, seeing his room empty. Humming in confusion, he spotted her clothes neated folded on his table, her handbag in tow.

‘She’s here…’

“Kaiya?” He called out and he finally heard her voice,

“In here!”

His feet took him to his bathroom, walking inside. He was met with her sitting in her bathrobe by a filled tub. Her washed hair was tied in the towel turban she usually did.

“Welcome home! Your bath is ready!” She beamed getting up. Sakusa sighed in content, smiling when she hugged him happily.

“How was your night? Did you have fun?” She asked and he nodded,

“It wasn’t so bad…”

Her fingers began unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it off his torso before she undid her belt.

“I see… Did Hinata manage to talk to that girl from the other team?” She asked, just curious to see if he would mention Kanoka. Sakusa nodded,

“Well… They spoke but there wasn’t much else…”

Kaiya hummed, “Were there a lot of people?” She asked and he nodded, dropping his trousers.

“Thank god the sponsors booked out the club. It was just the players of different teams… So it was a little crowded but I managed. Kanoka had found a private lounger so I was just stationed there while drinking”

Kaiya got her answer, trying to not show her irked face.

“Oh… Kanoka was there too? Is she dating anyone?” Kaiya asked, seeing how much he knew about her and Sakusa shrugged, he was still a bit tipsy to really figure out what was going on

“I don’t think so… She was telling Bokuto about how her heart was broken recently… So, I guess she’s single…”

Kaiya picked up his discarded clothes, dumping them in the laundry basket while Sakusa brushed his teeth and washed his face.

She ushered to the shower stool and he sat down, letting her wash his hair.

Kaiya massaged the shampoo in his curly locks, but she couldn’t help but inquire more

“When did you guys become friends? She seems like a nice person.”

He hummed tilting his head back while she rinsed his hair.

“A while back… Can’t really remember. Our teams had a practice session last year… She asked me for advice on her techniques and I’ve been helping her out ever since…”

She raised a brow,

“Oh so you train together often?”

He didn’t say anything, just feeling amused at how badly she tried to act causal…

“Yeah… Sometimes but it’s been a while because of my tournament. She did ask me to help her now that her teams tournament is approaching…”

Kaiya swallowed, “So are you going to help her?”

Sakusa smirked, “Only if she really needs it… I mean, she’s my friendafterall”

Kaiya pouted to herself, scrubbing his back a little harder than intended and he smirked to himself. He really wanted to laugh but he didn’t say anything, washing his front. He was giving her a little taste of her own medicine; he knew she was getting jealous and he felt smug about it. It was like the tables had turned and she was now feeling what he did. He wanted to tease her just a little bit more, but he couldn’t torture her like that.

(AN: Y’know I was conflicted about doing this to Kaiya because this is her story and usually authors don’t tend to make anything the OC’s fault… However, I feel like she has to understand how he felt with Adriah. Idk Kaiya needs a lil bit of schooling. Sorry Kai, but I’m taking your marriage seriously.)

Her jealousy was adorable.

He climbed in the tub, letting out a sigh as he tilted his head back, closing his eyes.

“Thanks for the bath” He muttered, and she smiled, handed him a steamed face towel. He draped it over his eyes, feeling better. Oh god, this was heaven for him

“I know you’ve taken one already, but you don’t want to join me?” He asked and she smiled, setting herself on the floor beside him. She folded her arms over the edge of the tub, resting her chin on it

“I’m good Omi… You played so well today! You need to relax now” She smiled, he plucked the towel over his face, lifting it to peek at her sweet face. She raised a brow, looking at the small frown on his face

“What’s wrong?” She asked and he huffed, a pink hue dusting over his cheeks

“Why haven’t you kissed me yet…?”

She laughed, sitting up properly. She leaned close to his face and he leaned towards her,

“Congratulations on the win, baby” She whispered, making him smirk

“C’mere Bunny” He cooed, and she kissed him sweetly. She enjoyed the taste of his mouth, the lingering taste of toothpaste coming from him. Sakusa pulled away, giving her a satisfied look

“Much better…”

She giggled, standing up…

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

Sakusa grinned when she undid her bathrobe, dropping to the floor. He eyed her naked ass as she swayed her hips lightly walking towards his bedroom

“Take your time, love” She purred, closing the door behind her.

Sakusa could already feel his cock begin to stir. He needed to sober up faster, opening the tap he released the cold water, splashing his face a few times. He was itching to fuck her…

It was all he could think about at that stupid bar when Kanoka began crying about her shitty love life.

He really couldn’t give a shit in that stupid alleyway when she bawled in a drunk mess. He remembered feeling displeased when she tried hugging him… It took him less than 20 seconds to push her away, leading her back inside to her teammates…

He felt his dick soften from the thought of that… It irritated him to no end because the girl’s team kept trying to pressure him to take her home but he refused. Atsumu had actually helped, claiming Omi couldn’t drive in the state he was in. Saying they were already sharing a cab together. He was ever so grateful for his friend because those women were being so persistent.

Sighing he stood up, draining the tub. He ruffled his hair dry before drying his body. Wrapping the towel around his hips, he eagerly awaited what was on the other side of the door.

Stepping inside his bedroom, he was confused when his chair sat in the middle of the room. Walking towards it, he was about to put it back into its place

“Don’t do that, Omi-kun.”

He froze about to turn around but she stopped him

“Don’t turn around either.”

He raised a brow, feeling amused

“Okay…” He muttered but she huffed, crossing her arms

“Sit on the chair” She said and he resisted the urge to look at her. Smirking he took his seat. He heard her footsteps approaching him from behind and was startled when she covered his eyes,

“What’s going on?” He muttered but she leaned forward to grab his wrists, bringing them behind the back of the chair. Sakusa was confused when he heard a click, realising his wrists were bound together.

“Kaiya?” He asked, remaining stoic but she gripped his shoulders, leaning towards his ear

“It’s my turn tonight…” She whispered

Sakusa stopped struggling and he smirked,

So, this is how she wanted to play?

Well, he wasn’t going to cave so easily…

“Oh, so the little rabbit wants control? Goodluck sweetheart” He said with a smug look. She giggled,

“I don’t think I’ll be needing it” She answered now walking in front of him. He couldn’t see her, but he could feel her body heat radiating against him. Sakusa tried not to flinch when he felt her hands pressed against his chest, her palms grazing his nipples softly. He held in a grunt, remaining composed.

“What’s wrong?” She teased, her lips pressing against his neck, marking his pale skin with sucks and nips. He didn’t answer, pressing his lips into a tight line… His senses felt heightened and the cold air hitting his body made his skin raise… He felt her hands press his thighs, sliding under his tower but she only stroked them back and forth, grazing her nails against him. He inhaled, holding his breath.

He wasn’t going to cave…

Kaiya stood up, hands on her hips… She knew he was going to put up a challenge but that didn’t stop her.

“Kiyoomi, who do you belong to?” She asked and he felt amused, so she was really trying to play his cards against him. He didn’t hide the smirk on his face, when her hand cupped his chin. He felt her thumb rub his lips,

“My Bunny” He answered, and she raised a brow, when he teasingly licked her thumb, nipping at it. He felt her hands raise the blind fold on his eyes and he was left flustered when she ruffled his hair…

“Good boy~” She cooed, and he raised a brow, drinking in her outfit. She sat at the end of his bed, facing him. Her leg was crossed over the other and he drank in her lewd rabbit girl cosplay.

“That’s right… I’m your Bunny”

She fixed the lace rabbit ears above her head before standing up, giving him a show. She stood in front of him, twirling a piece of her hair. She tied her long wavy hair into two bunches, he drank in the way the tight black leather leotard clung to her body… Her breasts were pushed up and barely covered by the cups… and he wondered how, considering the outfit was strapless…

“Fuck…” He groaned, when he caught sight of the fishnet against her legs… Eyes travelling down to her heeled feet…

He now wished he wasn’t bound… She turned and he raised a brow, looking at her ass. It killed him, he just wanted to reach out and grope her to his delight, but his current position stopped him, making him curse

“Untie me now.” He growled but she smirked, leaning down to peck the tip of his nose

“Nope. I told you, its my turn tonight… So be a good boy and hush those pretty lips” She muttered, placing a finger over his lips

“That’s much better…”

He admired the rouge on her lips, noticing she had done up her pretty little face just for him. She looked so fucking delicious… Kaiya looked at his erection, straining under his towel and she smirked,

“You must really like this outfit… You’re hard already… and I haven’t even touched you yet” She teased, pinching his cheek softly making him frown

“You fucking tease” He blurted and she raised a brow,

“Did I give you permission to talk?” She said, crossing her arms and he furrowed his brows

“Bunny, you’re really testing my patience…”

He was definitely going to punish her after this.

Kaiya gripped his cheeks, stuffing the blindfold between his lips, muffling him before she grinned at the irritated look on his face.

“There we go… Nice and quiet” She cooed

She dropped to her knees, her fingers unwrapping his towel, revealing his hard cock to her delight. She glanced at him, he was staring at her intensely and she wrapped her hand around his cock…

Sakusa grunted when she stroked him at an agonisingly slow pace,

“It feels so hot in my hand… You’re so dirty…” She teased, rubbing the tip of his cock against her chest. He groaned when her nails stroked his undershaft, making his toes curl.

“It’s unfair that I’m always the one being teased and punished… You were mad at me for texting another man and yet you’re doing the same…”

He grunted when she squeezed his cock,

Okay, so he saw her point there…

Kaiya began stroking him harder,

“…and then you’re training with her after hours too? You failed to mention this to me before” She muttered and he rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the way she stroked his cock. She could feel his pre cum dripping down his length, but she felt the jealousy inside her take over…

“You also failed to mention, as she said, that you’re dating me…”

He saw the pout on her lips, but he was distracted when she pulled his cock towards her mouth, her tongue licking his shaft lewdly back and forth

“You’re mine.” She breathed against him, engulfing his shaft and he bit onto the gag. She felt his hips raise but she bobbed her lips on his cock, making him slick. Sakusa groaned when her lips reached the base of his cock, taking him in so deep.

“F-Fuck…” He tried to say through the gag, she pulled off his cock, looking at it in its glory

“Only I can turn you on like this.”

Sakusa’s hands curled into fists, when her red lips sucked his blunt cockhead, lapping up the beads of pre cum dripping from his slit. He grunted when the tip of her tongue teased the tiny hole, his chest panting. She purposely moaned and mewled against him. She pulled off his cock, littering kisses up his body, leaving lipstick marks all over him.

Her fingers pulled the makeshift gag from his lips,

“Gonna cum soon?” She asked him but he bit his lip, holding in a remark. Raising a brow, she knelt lower, sucking and licking his nipple while her hand bobbed back and forth his cock. He grunted,

“Shit– Kaiya, stop…” He panted but she continued her teasing

“Nope… This is your punishment.”

Sakusa growled, he was starting to feel agitated. How dare she punish him after making him suffer during their break up. He never interacted with Kanoka the way she did with Adriah… He held his stance making her pout

“I see… You’re trying to play tough… I know what will make you cum” She purred and he raised a brow when she gripped his shaft. Her hot breath tickled him and he felt her tongue slid down his undershaft until she reached his balls. His eyes widened,

“Bunny…” He warned but she smiled,

“Tell me who you belong to?” She asked, opening her mouth but he grit his teeth when she sucked on one. Oh god, she knew just how much he loved this. Her fingers teased the tip of his cock, and she could feel his throbbing in her palm. He could feel her lips curling into a smile making him look between his legs and he groaned, it was a fucking sight to see…

Those rabbit ears, that lewd outfit and then her mouth stuffed with him… His heavy shaft sat on her face but she merely batted her lashes at him, she knew she had him…

Sucking on him harder, he grunted and she felt the pre cumming spilling out faster, making her feel super soaked… She was squirming in her position, it was hard trying to take control… Sakusa was so not easy…

She wondered if she should try out the thing she had seen online… Pulling away from his balls, she rubbed her cheek against his shaft, her hand cupping his balls, massaging them making him grunt,

“Maybe this might make you cum”

He gasped when her fingers trailed down his balls and just before she could touch him there, she was startled when she heard a crack and he gripped her throat in his hold

“Don’t you fucking dare.” He growled

Kaiya fell back startled when he stood up, the cuffs had fallen onto the floor in pieces…

“Y-you broke them!?” She squeaked and he rubbed his wrists, looking at her sternly

“You really think a pair of fake handcuffs would stop me… I was letting you have all the fun you wanted but you took it too far…”

Kaiya was nervous now, he loomed over her trembling figure and she tried to be cute, biting her lip as she batted her lashes

“I-I wasn’t going to actually do that… It was a joke…” She tried to laugh it off but he grunted,

“Didn’t seem like a fucking joke… Did you have fun trying to stir me up…?”

He gripped her hair, pulling her to stand up. She gripped his wrist, biting her lip shyly when he analysed her cosplay outfit

“Tell me Bunny, what did you think was gonna happen after I got out of these handcuffs? You really thought I’d keep my hands to myself after seeing you in a such a lewd outfit…”

She gasped when he gripped the front of her leotard, shoving it below her breasts. A whimper left her lips when he pinched her nipples, pulling on them

“It was cute seeing you get jealous and all, but do you really think I give a flying fuck about another woman?”

“O-Omi…” She muttered in embarrassment, but he smirked, pushing her backwards until her legs hit the bed.

“I know who my woman is. I don’t everneed to be reminded… but you need to be tamed.”

He shoved her onto the bed and she gasped when he flipped her on her stomach.

“How cute, you even have a tail” He muttered looking at the round cotton tail above her ass. Before she could move, his knee pressed into her lower back keeping her pinned.

“Do not move a single muscle.” He spat and she lay still, her heart was pounding against her chest, when he walked away… Now she really regretted teasing him and letting her jealousy get the better of her… She wasn’t going to prod his back entrance, she just wanted to make drive him on the edge… But this was not what she expected… She squeezed her thighs in anticipation, when she heard him come back

“Fake handcuffs were a cute decision but let’s see you try to get out of these”

He gripped her arms behind her back and she felt him strap the linked leather cuffs around her wrists, proving it inevitable for her to escape her punishment.

“Omi, I-I’m sorry!” She squeaked but he didn’t respond, just looking at her body… The leotard looked tight, squeezing her curves in all the right places… He could even make out her pussy but what made him freeze was when he noticed the zip that went front just under her tail all the way to her folds…

She whimpered when she felt his fingers tug on the tiny zip, pulling open the zipper and he chuckled,

“I thought this was part of the costume…” He raised a brow, licking his lips when he realised the tail was in fact a plug… Sakusa saw just over wet she was…. It was a fucking sight to behold, she wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath… She gasped when he gripped the plug, stirring it around making her shudder

“Is this why you were getting so stirred up? You want me to fuck you here?” He asked, pressing on the plug and she hid her face in shame…

“Subby brats should never try to top their masters because it’ll never work in their favour…”

She felt him grip her bodysuit, pulling it off her body until it hit the floor. She bit her lip in shame, feeling his hands rub the tights covering her legs…

“Agh!”She squealed when he gripped the chain link between the cuffs in one hand, his other slapping her ass hard.

“How dare you believe I would be interested in another woman”

He smacked her again and her eyes welled in tears,

“S-Sorry!” She whimpered but he spanked her again, but harder.

“I’ve never mentioned you before to her because I am not interested in her personal life… So why should I talk about mine?” He smacked her again and she sobbed out another choked apology.

“Training afterhours? Please. I’ve only helped her out 3 times and that was before we even met… and do you really think I would spend time with another woman during my holidays? I had something so nice planned out for us but now I don’t think you deserve it.”

“Omi, I’m sorry!” She sobbed, but he kept slapping her ass repeatedly, making her yelp

“It’s not a nice feeling, is it? When the person you love is spending time with someone else. It pissed you off, right? Knowing that she texted me… Asking me for a favour because she’s my friend.” He reminded her and she grit her teeth, feeling embarrassed now.

“I was being a jealous brat…” She mumbled against the mattress and he hummed,

“…. And what happens to bratty rabbits?” He asked, turning her body to look at her pout, even with teary eyes and flushed cheeks, she mumbled,

“They get tamed by their masters…”

He grinned,

“That’s right…” He cooed, spanking her ass one last time

“Now get on the floor and spread your knees”

She slipped off the bed, standing on her knees. He stood by her side, cupping her jaw and stroking her face.

“I’ll admit I was impressed by your oral skills today… But you got distracted…” He muttered, his fingers tapping her mouth, making her part her lips

“Let’s finish what you started then”

She let out a squeak which was muffled when he gripped her hairtails, harshly shoving her mouth all the way down his cock, making her gag but he held her still. She gushed a little, but he kept moving her mouth back and forth his length. She tried her best to suck his shaft, but he pace was bruising, and she swore her jaw was already beginning to hurt. She wished she could have clutched his legs for stability, but he pulled on her hair, keeping her in place with the grip he had on her head

“I’d never let any other person touch me like this… You should know that by now, silly rabbit”

“Mmfh!”She mewled around him and he could feel her saliva dripping down his length. Gritting his teeth, he pushed her face all the way back down his cock, until her nose pressed against the hairs at the end of his base, holding her there

“Fuck,I love your mouth… I can finally fuck it…” Pulling her back until his cock popped out of her mouth, she panted for air and he grinned, seating himself on the end of the bed, spreading his legs.

“C’mere now”

She felt embarrassed with her bound hands, her knees trying their best to move her between his legs. Sakusa smirked looking at her smudged lips,

“Make me cum then” He challenged, and she bent down, engulfing him again. She moved her lips as fast as she could, licking and sucking on his cock. He smirked, his hands holding her head but he made no effort to move her. She continued pleasing him, trying to the ignore the way her pussy throbbed from need…

God, she wanted him to fuck her hard

Pulling away from his length, she moved under his cock again, mouthing at his balls making grunt. His hand took over stroking his shaft and he tilted his head back

“Ngh…Just like that, slut…” He purred, and she squeezed her hands into fists, suck harder. Sakusa moaned, and it was like music to her ears, sending a jolt to her pussy. He rested his thick cock on her face, shamelessly enjoying her ministrations

“Good girl~” He cooed. She pulled away, kissing his dick in desperation.

“Omi-kun, I love your cock” She purred, kissing his tip. He leaned forward, pulling her closer by the hair until his dick was nestled between her tits

“Bunny-chan… I love your tits” He teased, making her blush at the new nickname. She mewled when he pinched her soft nipples, pressing her breasts together. She mewled when he began rubbing his cock between them

“Lick the tip”

Her tongue rolled out, swiping at his cockhead with each thrust of his. Sakusa cursed, his fingers tugging on her buds again.

“You’re right y’know…” He muttered, moving his hips to match her pace

“I am your man…” He groaned, thrusting his cock against her breasts faster, grunting every time her tongue met his tip in her warm mouth. She mewled in response making him moan
She gasped when his hands gripped the sides of her head, her eyes widened when he spurted his cum on her chest and face. Keeping her mouth open, she licked whatever she could. He let go of her head, catching his breath, looking down at her messy figure…

His hand traced the streaks of cum he left on her, collecting it messily on his fingers before he shoved them into her mouth. She moaned, as she sucked them clean making him grin

“You’re behaving like a filthy slut… and you’ll only do it for me because?” He asked and she licked her lips, biting on her bottom one

“You’re my man…” She answered and he tapped her face,

“Good Bunny…”

His hands went under her arms, effortlessly lifting her up onto the bed. He lay on his back his hands gripped her hips, fingers sliding under the holes of the fishnet. She went to pull of the bunny ears from her head but her bound wrists reminded her that she couldn’t. She gave him a sheepish look

“Omi-kun, you can take the cuffs off now…” She purred but he raised a brow

“They stay on…”

She flushed, “Omi please– I want to touch you” She whined but he let go of her hips, his hands resting behind his head as he watched her. She could see the mischievousness in his eyes…

“Your touches went a bit too far… You’ve lost all privileges of touching me tonight.”

“I-I’ve learnt my lesson! I promise” She whined and he raised a brow, sitting up. She gasped when he pushed her onto the bed, easily dismissing her when he stood up.

“Where are you going?” She frowned but he walked to his drawer, opening it. Sakusa didn’t say anything, pulling out a gag and her breath hitched. He sauntered back to her and she tried to keep her lips pressed together, making him raise a brow

“Didn’t you learn your lesson? Need I remind you again?” He warned her and she loosened her lips, pouting…. Sakusa wasn’t having it and he pressed the gag to her lips, which she begrudgingly parted. Smirking, he tightened the gag around her mouth before looking at her, sneering

“There we go… Nice and quiet” He cooed… He turned her around, his hands loosening the leather cuffs until her wrists were free, she felt joy despite being gagged, sitting up to hug him but she let out a muffled squeak when he roughly pushed her back onto the mattress

“I told you, you cannot touch me.” He slapped her thigh and she squirmed, gripping the sheets by her side. He gripped her shaky knees, bending them until they pressed against her breasts.

“Hold them” He said and she listened, gripping onto her knees. He eyed her drooling pussy, the way her folds glistened in need. Licking his lips, his fingers plucked into the holes of her tights, ripping them at the crotch, baring her folds and ass to him. She inhaled when he gripped the plug, looking at her flushed face

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about this…”

Sakusa gripped the leather cuffs again and she whined when her bound her wrists together under her knees, keeping her in place. He went back to his drawer but she struggled in her position to see what he was upto. He returned moments later his arms on either side of her body as he looked upon her intensely

“Are you ready for me to fuck you, baby?” He asked and she nodded her head eagerly. He wriggled his brows before standing up. She watched him roll a condom over his erect dick, her pussy clamping and clenching madly… He popped open the bottle of lube, making sure his shaft was extra slick before he stood at the end of the bed. She whimpered through her gag when he began rubbing her pussy with his dick

“So fucking wet…” He purred…

Her eyes widened when his lips curled into a devilish grin, she moaned through the gag when his fingers tugged on the plug… Curling her toes when he pulled it out, she felt herself gush just a little and he noticed…

“Oh god, your pretty little pussy is just aching to be filled… You’ve been wanting this all night, haven’t you?”

She nodded, her eyes welling with tears and he clicked his tongue

“Poor little bunny…”

Kaiya shivered when he poured lube over her folds, letting it drip down her back entrance. His palm rubbed her mound making her mewl but it was taken over by a muffled scream when two of his slick fingers rubbed her asshole, making her eyes widened. He let out a low chuckle, his eyes lidding

“How does it feel to be on the receiving end? I bet your heart is racing…” He teased, pushing one finger inside her making her whine.

“Don’t be a brat… You clearly wanted this because why else would you plug up little pretty little ass…”

He slipped in a second finger and she squealed when his other hand rubbed her pussy, thumbing her clit. His cheeks burned, watching her reactions… His cock was begging for another orgasm but he had to prep her first. He kept moving his fingers, slipping two of them into her pussy, thrusting into both of her holes fast. Her chest heaved and she squirmed wildly in her position, crying out from the intensity.

Sakusa’s fingers pushed in so deep, the lewd sloppy sounds of his fingering filled the room along with her muffled whines and mewls. She felt like she was going to cum from this, biting onto the gag, she tried to reach out for something but alas, she couldn’t move her arms…

She was completely at his mercy…

She fucking loved it.

He pulled his fingers away, listening to her whiney sobs at the loss of stimulation but he hushed her when his cock rubbed against her slick…

“Alright Bunny, I’ll fuck you… You’ve been tortured long enough” He sighed, gripping his cock as he pressed it against her pussy. Tilting his hips back, she awaited the sensation of being filled but her eyes snapped open and she screamed through her gag when he thrusted his fat tip inside her ass.

Sakusa grinned, “I never claimed I was going to fuck your pussy.”

She couldn’t stop the fat tears rolling down her cheeks, he was so mean… She really wanted to cum but now her heart was racing because he slowly slid himself deeper inside of her, letting out a low groan

“Fucking hell… I need to hear you squeal…” He grunted, his hands reaching behind her head to unclasp her gag. He dropped it on the bed, gripping her cheeks

“Do you need to say something?” He asked, hinting at her safe word but she bit her lip, shaking her head

“Ungh~I-It feels so weird…” She whimpered and he leaned down to peck her lips

“Should I pull out?” He asked

“N-No… I’m getting used to it… It hurts a little…”

Sakusa reached for the. bottle of lube, pulling his cock out just a until his tip was still inside her, he poured the gel over his dick again, making sure it was slicker before he slid back in. She moaned, her head leaning back

“Better?” He asked and she hummed, biting her lip. He saw how red her cheek were getting and he tried to distract her but rubbing her clit in gentle circles.

“Hngh~ Omi…” She mewled, and he let out a huff. His held her bound hands with his, moving his hips into her faster. Her eyes rolled back, arching her head. He kept his thrusts shallow, he was worried any deeper and it would hurt… but she seemed like it either way. Biting his lip, he kept moving just half of his cock inside her. The way her ass squeezed his dick was excruciating. He felt like he could cum any minute now

“More…” She panted and he grunted, going a little deeper… He slowly inched in further until his entire cock filled her up.

“Fuck–” He hissed, panting lightly, “I’m gonna move now”

She hummed, squeezing her muscles around him in excitement, making him hiss again

“Don’t be naughty”

Sakusa began thrusting into her harder, and she moaned. Oh god, it was a whole new sensation for her… It was way different than the plug… She could feel the heat searing from his cock, she could feel it growing bigger… She felt every throb… Her pussy was pulsating, and she whimpered when he went harder. His hands pressed her knees against her chest harder, grinding his hips into her. He leaned down, locking his lips with hers, swallowing up her moans, thrusting faster.

Trying to distract her, his tongue rolled against hers… She was quivering against him and he pulled away, panting against each… He nipped her ear, rutting his hips. He could feel the juices from her pussy rub against his lower body… It was too salacious for him, he couldn’t handle it…

“I’m cumming…” He groaned, stilling and she gasped, feeling the condom fill inside her… He pushed his heavy figure off her, slowly sliding his cock out of her. She whimpered when he pulled out, her arms feeling numb… Body still in shock from that utterly new sensation

Discarding the condom, Sakusa released her hands from their binds, letting her legs limp on the bed. She could feel the blood rushing back into her arms, the pins and needles slowly leaving…

He slipped the headband off her head, pulling her hair ties off, letting her tresses flow free. Then he pushed her heels off her feet before he slid the ruined stockings off her legs, massaging the indents it left over her skin… Sakusa’s arm went under her body, lifting her up before he settled her on top of him comfortably on his bed

“Does it hurt anywhere?” He muttered but she shook her head. He was gentle with his kisses, dotting them all over her face but he couldn’t help but notice the small pout on her cute lips.

“What’s wrong…?” He asked, rubbing his nose against hers and her eyes welled in tears, hiding her face in the crook of his neck

“Kaiya?” He asked, raising a brow

She peeked at him, “I wanted Omi-kun in my pussy…” She mumbled in embarrassment and he chuckled, gripping her jaw

“That’s right, you deserve to cum now…” He cooed. He needed a few moments, his cock wasn’t magic. He couldn’t make it hard in a matter of seconds. He kept pecking her lips softly, whispering sweet nothings

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her pussy rubbing his cock slowly… He grunted,

“Wait… It’s a bit sensitive…”

She nodded, biting her lip while resting her head on his shoulder…

This night had a crazy turn of events… She felt stupid for feeling jealous but she knew she deserved it… This is what he had to endure for so many months and she was horrible at understanding his feelings… She was hurt at him before because she thought he mistrusted her… But she did the same to him just now…

He was way more mature than she was…

She sat up to face him, her hand caressing his cheek

“Kiyoomi… Why did you let Adriah have the last point? You could have easily won the match… I don’t understand…” She asked him and he fell silent… He didn’t think she would have caught onto that… No one except Adriah did… He saw how curious she looked, and he felt embarrassed,

“… He was telling Meian before the match that it was the first time his ex-wife was coming with Luca to watch him play since their divorce… It’s not like I care but… I saw him coming for the ball and I just thought about that child… and I thought it’d be a memorable moment for a kid to see his father win…” He answered truthfully and she raised a brow, her eyes softening

“Kiyoomi, you’re the sweetest and kindest person I know… I’m so lucky to have you in my life… I’m so sorry for letting my jealousy get the better of me. I understand how you felt and I hate myself for doing that to you…” She answered but he hushed her by kissing her

“It’s alright… Everytime you become a brat, I’ll just put you back into place” he smirked, making her giggle

“That means I’ll have to be a brat all the time”

He kissed her neck and she bit her lip, “You little minx…”

Kaiya could feel his cock stirring against her and she sighed, leaning back to look at it. Sakusa grunted when he gripped his shaft, slowly pushing it inside her… He wasn’t fully hard yet but being wrapped in her warm pussy, he slowly felt his erection growing

“Omi” She sighed in bliss, gripping his face, “Can we stay like this for a bit? Just wanna feel you inside me…”

Her arms went under his, legs wrapping around his waist as she rested her head against him. Sakusa held her still, he was still trying to recover from his earlier orgasm but he enjoyed this intimate moment between them.

“I love you” She cooed softly, and he hummed, his hand rubbing circles on her back,

“I love you too, Kaiya” He said and she blushed. He raised a brow when he felt her walls grip his cock, looking at her

“You got excited from that?”

She blushed, “… I like gentle Omi too…” She mumbled and he smiled, kissing her cheek

“Let me take care of your pussy… I’ll be gentle so just relax, sweetheart…”

She felt her cheeks heat up but she slowly began grinding against him,

“Let’s celebrate your victory now” She whispered.

Sakusa grinned, he may have not won the match for his team but he didn’t care. He already won the most priceless thing in the universe, her heart.

Pairing: Sakusa Kiyoomi x fem!reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: implied alcohol use, timeskip 

Word Count: 0.8k

Requested:@milktyama​ 

Summary: Kiyoomi didn’t want you anymore… right?

A/N:you said hurt you with the angst so I did my best. hope you like rin, mwah

Haikyuu Masterlist//Love Song Event Masterlist

Sakusa stared up at the ceiling.

He was laying in bed, trying to sleep, but he just couldn’t. He didn’t want to admit it, but he couldn’t stop thinking about you. What he had said to you all those days ago. 

When he told you to leave.

All my friends are drunk again / And I’m stumblin’ back to bed all by myself / Don’t need nobody else

“Omi, I want to talk.”

“What?” He had just got home, just got into the door and you were already up his ass. 

“Can you please just listen?” You begged, stepping in front of him to stop him from walking away. 

“Fine,” he glared down at you. “What.”

“You’re working yourself too hard, I am worried about you.”

“What I do is none of your business,” he seethed and pushed past you into the apartment you shared. 

“Yes it is, I love you, and I am worried about you. You stay out all night practicing, you’re going to get yourself hurt. Have you ever stopped to think-”

“Have you ever stopped to think about how annoying your whining is?” Kiyoomi whirled on you, spitting the words like venom in your face. 

“Omi, I’m just worried about you-”

“Yeah, well maybe you shouldn’t.”

You bit your lip. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying you should stay the fuck out of my buisness.”

“I can’t do that as long as I am with you.”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t be.”

All my friends are drunk again / And I’m stumblin’ back to bed all by myself / Don’t need nobody else

The memory kept replaying over and over in his mind. He was stressed from practice, they had been on a losing streak and the whole team had been restless. Putting in more practice. Sleeping less. Their coach had warned them against it, but it was a moot point. They all breathed volleyball. So when it wasn’t going good, they weren’t going good. 

He had been meaning to break up with you. 

You had been harassing him for a while. It was about time he cut you loose. He just couldn’t stand your nagging, your worry, all of your pointless emotions. He wanted you gone. It was easier with you gone.

So why couldn’t he sleep?

I never have thought / When you’re gone / I’d find it hard to carry on

He was waiting. Alone with his thoughts. He couldn’t stand it. 

If it could help him sleep at night, then it could get him through this… right?

He didn’t allow himself to think. He just grabbed the bottle and downed its contents.

And then it came. 

The knock on the door.

On autopilot he got up and stumbled to the door. He opened it and couldn’t help the leap in his chest when he saw you. You were there, with one of your friends. 

A guy. 

Kiyoomi scowled.

“Sorry, I’ll be quick grabbing my stuff,” you said, and edge to your voice. It was a sarcastic apology, not a true one, and Kiyoomi knew that. 

“I’ss fine,” Kiyoomi partially slurred. He stepped aside to let you in, but you hesitated. You raised an eyebrow at him asking a silent question. He didn’t want to answer.

You sighed and entered the apartment, your friend trailing behind you. Kiyoomi busied himself in the kitchen and pretended not to hear the man with you, slipping into a daydream.

And it’s probably ‘cause / I fell in love way back then / And I think about us when

You were asleep. 

You two had been working on a project for school when you asked to lay down for just a minute. Well, a minute had turned into thirty into an hour. Kiyoomi was leaning up against his bed, your head in his lap, doing his best to keep still. 

But as the time ticked on he started to worry about you walking home too late. So he attempted to wake you up. 

He shook your shoulder gently and you looked up with bleary eyes. You smiled at him and Kiyoomi’s heart stopped. You said something, but Kiyoomi couldn’t make it out over the rushing in his head.

He loved you.

I think about us when / All my friends are drunk again / And I’m stumblin’ back to bed all by myself

“Do you want to talk?” Your soft voice stirred Kiyoomi from his thoughts. He looked over at you. You were alone.

“Where’s your boyfriend?” He spat without thinking. 

You frowned. “He’s not… whatever. He’s at the car. We’re alone, so you can talk to me.”

“What about?”

“Omi…”

“Don’t call me that,” Kiyoomi snarled reflexively, taking a step towards you. You stood your ground though, not moving an inch. 

“I am worried about you.”

“When will you stop? I am fine, okay? I don’t need you or anyone else worrying about me.”

You bit your lip. You thought for a second. 

“Fine, I’ll go. Text me if you need me. I’m still here for you.”

Kiyoomi rolled his eyes and turned away from you.

The door shut.

He was alone.

I got nobody else

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