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Bokuto had a crush on Atsumu—an obvious fact to Akaashi. Since the setter had joined the team, Bokuto had told numerous stories of Atsumu’s killer serves or his smart mouth getting him in trouble with the captain.
Bokuto had a crush on Atsumu—an obvious fact to Akaashi. Since the setter had joined the team, Bokuto had told numerous stories of Atsumu’s killer serves or his smart mouth getting him in trouble with the captain.
It was a known fact that Bokuto was infatuated with Miya Atsumu, and Akaashi felt like he should have minded, but he didn’t. He understood why his boyfriend was infatuated with the setter. The playful smirk almost permanently plastered on his face—intoxicating
Ask Akaashi later and he would blame the alcohol, though none of them had been that drunk.
Akaashi watched as his boyfriend laughed at a mundane story about Atsumu and his twin getting into trouble. A glow in the golden eyes that had previously been reserved just for Akaashi
Akaashi watched as his boyfriend laughed at a mundane story about Atsumu and his twin getting into trouble. A glow in the golden eyes that had previously been reserved just for Akaashi
“Would you like to kiss him?” Akaashi asked into Bokuto’s ear so Atsumu would hear.
Atsumu hadn’t been sure he heard the dark-haired man correctly, or whether he had been asking Bokuto or himself, so the setter sputtered, “Would I like to what?”
Akaashi smiled at the setter
Atsumu hadn’t been sure he heard the dark-haired man correctly, or whether he had been asking Bokuto or himself, so the setter sputtered, “Would I like to what?”
Akaashi smiled at the setter
“Do you want to kiss Koutarou?” Akaashi directed his question to Atsumu.
“I… uh… aren’t you two dating?”
“We are, and I am asking if you want to kiss him because I know Koutarou wants to kiss you.” Atsumu looked for malice in Akaashi’s words, but there was none.
“I… uh… aren’t you two dating?”
“We are, and I am asking if you want to kiss him because I know Koutarou wants to kiss you.” Atsumu looked for malice in Akaashi’s words, but there was none.
The couple was oddly calm as they awaited his answer, but Atsumu could not find the words. Instead, he closed the distance between him and Bokuto, their lips meeting as Akaashi watched.
The kiss was soft and tender—the opposite of what he had expected from the setter.
The kiss was soft and tender—the opposite of what he had expected from the setter.
“I think you can kiss better than that,” Akaashi whispered into Bokuto’s ear, emboldening him to pull the setter closer, dancing his tongue across his lips.
Akaashi runs his hands over Bokuto’s chest, humming as he presses kisses to the other’s neck.
Akaashi runs his hands over Bokuto’s chest, humming as he presses kisses to the other’s neck.
Akaashi stands up, running his hand along the pair as he switches his position to sit behind Atsumu. Bokuto’s hands are pulling Atsumu in by the small of his back and laced into his hair, so Akaashi moves his hands lower, moving along the thighs that could kill
As much as Akaashi loved watching Atsumu make Bokuto weak in the knees, he also wanted to bring both men to the edge of his mercy. Akaashi pulled at Atsumu’s chin, pulling him from Bokuto’s lips and crashing him into his own. The blond parted his lips, welcoming akaashi’s tongue
Akaashi pulled a moan from Atsumu& #39;s throat, as he palms over his growing erection.
They left soon after. Bokuto paid the bill as Akaashi called a cab, the three of them making their way back to the apartment building. The three undressing as they make their way to the bedroom
They left soon after. Bokuto paid the bill as Akaashi called a cab, the three of them making their way back to the apartment building. The three undressing as they make their way to the bedroom
“What do you want?” Akaashi asked Bokuto, and the man mumbled, embarrassed to ask Akaashi for his needs although this was not the first time they had brought someone into their bedroom. “Do you want Atsumu to fuck you?”
Atsumu growled at the thought.
Atsumu growled at the thought.
Akaashi instructed the setter on what to do. He knew how Bokuto liked to be touched, and he dictated Atsumu’s every move, whispering in his ear. A guttural noise came from Bokuto as he writhed under Atsumu’s tongue and fingers, the setter preparing him for something more.
Bokuto was flipped, positioned on all fours as Atsumu slowly pushed into him slowly. The moan from Bokuto’s throat is stifled by a kiss from Akaashi.
“Do you have setter kink, Koutarou?” Akaashi asked, licking along the edge of Bokuto’s ear
“Do you have setter kink, Koutarou?” Akaashi asked, licking along the edge of Bokuto’s ear
Bokuto groaned a response as he reached for Akaashi, tugging at his boyfriend’s hips so that Akaashi positioned himself at Bokuto’s mouth.
As Atsumu fucked Bokuto from behind, Akaashi fucked his mouth. The athlete at the mercy of his former and current setters.
As Atsumu fucked Bokuto from behind, Akaashi fucked his mouth. The athlete at the mercy of his former and current setters.
Atsumu reached around, wrapping his hand around Bokuto’s erection, sending Bokuto moaning around Akaashi’s cock.
Bokuto came first, spilling over Atsumu’s hand. Akaashi followed, overwhelmed by his lover’s writhing around his cock.
Bokuto came first, spilling over Atsumu’s hand. Akaashi followed, overwhelmed by his lover’s writhing around his cock.
Atsumu continued to fuck Bokuto as Akaashi crawled along the bed, moving behind the setter. He let his hands roam the man’s chest as he explored his neck with his teeth and tongue.
“Come for me,” Akaashi whispered to Atsumu and sent the man reeling.
“Come for me,” Akaashi whispered to Atsumu and sent the man reeling.
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