Your lips brush against his.

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Your lips brush against his.

Barely a kiss. Not even a real one. Just the ghost of your mouth against hisβ€”like some subconscious twitch, like your battered body is responding to him without your mind catching up.

But it’s enough.

It’s enough to fucking ruin him.

Atsumu freezes mid-thrust, a choked, guttural sound ripping from his throat. His fingers twitch, tightening in your hair as his chest heaves against yours. He stares at you, dazed, pupils blown wide, golden eyes flickering with something unhinged.

Did youβ€”?

You fucking did.

You kissed him.

His lips part. His heartbeat slams in his ears. Every nerve in his body burns, screams, shakesβ€”his cock pulses so deep inside you he thinks he might fucking die. He’s not even moving anymore, but your cunt clenches around him like you’re trying to pull him deeper.

His sanity cracks.

“Do it again,” he rasps.

You whimper. Try to turn your head. Try to pretend you didn’t just do that, that you didn’t just prove him fucking right. But Atsumu isn’t stupid. He isn’t fucking blind. He saw the way your lashes fluttered, the way your fingers twitched against his forearm. You’re losing. You’re slipping.

And he’s winning.

“Aww, sweetheart,” he croons, the saccharine tease barely masking the tremor in his voice. He’s shaking, his body buzzing with something primal. Something sick. “Didn’t mean to, did ya? S’that what yer gonna say?”

You don’t answer. You can’t. You’re gasping, struggling to breathe as he suddenly slams into you so deep, so hard, your legs jolt around his waist.

“Say it,” he growls, grinning like a fucking devil. “Go onβ€”tell me you didn’t mean it. Tell me it was a mistake.”

You do. You try. But you’re not convincing. Not when you’re trembling like that. Not when your hands curl against his chest like you’re trying to hold onto him.

He watches you, breathless.

Then he fucking snaps.

His mouth crashes onto yours, devouring you, biting at your lips until you gasp, letting him shove his tongue inside. The kiss is wet, messy, filthyβ€”he’s swallowing your whimpers, drinking down every tiny, shuddering sound you make, dragging them from your throat as his cock pounds into you mercilessly.

“Fuck,” he groans into your mouth, voice shaking. “Fuck, fuck, fuckβ€” yer mine, baby, y’hear me? Mine.”

You shake your head weakly, but it’s useless. Your walls are clenching, spasming around him as he drives into you, deeper, harder, fast and desperate like he’s trying to crawl inside you. You kiss him back againβ€”barely, just another ghost of your lips against hisβ€”but it’s enough to send him spiraling.

He cums inside you with a wrecked, broken sound, shoving his cock as deep as it can go, pumping you full with thick, hot spurts.

And all he can think isβ€”

About fuckin’ time.

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