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#tw.thigh riding
babytsum · 3 years
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Heyyy! Could I please request some hate(love because they are idiots) sex with with time skip atsumu headcannons/drabble? something with thigh riding/playful banter/light degradation but it ends up being soft because they MIGHT have feelings for each other ahha surprise surprise
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warnings: hate sex (ish), thigh riding, light degradation, car sex
wait that’s actually so cute djdjdk i might blush 🥰🥰🥰
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» atsumu met you through hinata because you visited them all the time during practice. you’re pretty and it makes him nervous, but he doesn’t wanna be caught slippin (esp by sakusa smh) so he just completely ignores you.
» “how was your day atsumu?” silence.
» you think he’s really fucking rude and the awkwardness just makes you want to scream because you’re really trying here. you’ve been able to get along with sakusa, bokuto, and even meian, but atsumu doesn’t budge.
» you finally confront him after a team dinner while you wait for an uber and he stays outside with you to make sure you get to the car safely.
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“you’re pathetic,” he mutters, intoxicated by the way your wet cunt soaks his thigh, “really couldn’t wait until we got to my place, huh?”
“shut up!” you grind harder, chasing your own release, hands gripping his shoulders, your head thrown back. atsumu grips your hips, guiding your movement, flexing his thigh which takes you by surprise.
your slick drips all over his skin, your empty hole clenches, and your orgasm washes over you. atsumu leaves kisses on your neck, sucking softly and the pleasure overwhelms you. you let out a whine as you come down from your high. wanting his cock inside of you, you attempt to pull down his boxers, “you’re so needy.”
“it’s what i deserve after you were mean to me for months, tsumu!”
“that’s cause i was afraid to talk to you-” he cuts himself off, looking down on his lap, an embarrassed expression on his face.
“afraid? why?” you smirked, bringing your finger under his chin and turning his head towards you, “were you too scared to talk to a pretty girl?” you coo, watching his face turn red.
“shut up!”
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