𝐆𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝖎 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖎’𝖒 𝖌𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖉𝖎𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊.

He was just gonna fuck you. That was it. That was always the plan.

So why the fuck is he down here?

Why is his mouth between your trembling thighs?

Why is his tongue buried in your cunt like he’s lost his fucking mind?

Atsumu was never the type to eat pussy unless he got something out of it. He’s not one of those loser nice guys who does it to make girls feel good—he’s a selfish bastard, always has been. The type to fuck hard, fast, rough, just to see you break. Just to make you cry.

But this?

This isn’t to break you. This isn’t even to hurt you.

This is because he’s fucking starving.

His hands grip your thighs so hard they might bruise, nails digging in as he shoves his face deeper, moaning into your flesh like he’s drowning and you’re the only air left. His tongue flicks over your clit, sharp and eager, before he drags it down to fuck you on it—sloppy, wet, desperate. He groans against you, rolling his hips into the mattress, rutting against it like he’s the one being touched, like he’s the one losing his mind.

Fuck.

Fuck.

You taste so fucking good.

He doesn’t know what’s wrong with him. Doesn’t know why his cock is throbbing this much, aching, neglected, twitching just from the act of having you in his mouth.

You squirm, trying to shove him away, trying to twist your body out from under him, but all it does is make him more feral. He growls against you, teeth scraping against your sensitive clit, making your body jolt with a sharp sob.

“Yeah?” he pants, lifting his head just enough to catch your gaze. His lips glisten, his chin wet, his pupils blown. He grins like the devil, and his voice is hoarse, ruined. “That good, baby?”

You shake your head, gasping, but he sees you. He sees the way your fingers twitch. The way your body arches despite yourself. The way your legs—oh, sweetheart, your legs—are barely even squeezing anymore.

It’s not fear keeping you still now.

And that fucking breaks him.

“Fuck,” he breathes, wrecked, before shoving his face back between your thighs, groaning as he devours you. His tongue thrusts in and out of your pussy, his nose pressed against your clit, his moans vibrating through your entire body. He doesn’t stop—he won’t stop—he can’t. He’s dizzy, high, drunk off you.

He’s never felt like this before.

Never wanted anything this much.

And when your legs tremble, when your fingers finally weave into his hair instead of pushing him away, Atsumu lets out a choked, gasping moan—

Because he realizes he’s gonna die right here.

And he fucking wants to.

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