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synopsis: miya atsumu felt a lot of emotions in everyday life, but it wasn’t until he fell for his friends with benefits that he felt overwhelmed by them. he was in deep, and there was only one way fix his issue.

cw: frat boy!atsumu. friends with benefits, suggestive oral themes. smut. female!reader. 0.7k wc. ignore typos ❤︎

a/n: 4 my lil’ nonnie! i took a different approach with this fic + it became longer than anticipated. i hope you enjoy it !!

“can i touch you?”

miya atsumu was a man of many talents—whether it be his academic talent or his athletic talent, the man had a lot to offer. he was smooth with words and knew exactly how to win someone over, and perhaps that’s why he was so well liked by everyone on campus.

but there was more to him.

more to him that others didn’t see; refused to see. a person behind the typical frat-boy façade, a human. someone with basic needs, someone with deep complicated feelings.

there was more to miya atsumu than his road to fame and glamorous life. it wasn’t all about volleyball or reputation. he enjoyed it—he truly did—so he tried not to complain, but there were times he couldn’t help but hate every second of it.

“you taste so goddamn good.”

there were no if, ands or buts. he truly knew the reasoning behind his sudden switch in emotions; the trigger of it all. there was only one reasonable explanation and the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

it wasn’t as if he could tell anyone though; the frat-boy persona he had taken on being his only personality trait to those around him. there were only two people he truly felt safe opening himself up to, free from no judgement and destined good advice—his twin brother who was miles away and the very source of the problem.

yes, the source of the problem; you.

“tell me i’m yours.”

“you’re mine, pretty boy. all mine.”

miya atsumu found himself with problems frequently but they were usually things he could easily handle—but you. oh, you. you were different.

it wasn’t long after meeting you that he found his way into your bedroom, laying under you eagerly and awaiting your command. it was as if his tail were wagging at just the look of you; sitting above him as if it were a throne, riding him like there was no tomorrow. he was infatuated by you. he was devoted to you.

that’s was his problem.

he will never turn down the opportunity of friends with benefits with someone who treats him so well. there wasn’t many people who really understood him, expecting him to take control and use his weight against them—no. that wasn’t miya atsumu.

miya atsumu is the guy who’d push you into a bathroom and beg on his knees to kiss your cunt. miya atsumu is the guy who would cum at just the slight tug of his hair. miya atsumu is the guy who would do anything and everything just to be … yours.

his eyes always belonged to you when you walked into the room, the curvature of your hips and the gloss atop your lips forcing his heart to beat harder. the cough within his sentence as he spoke to another was hard to ignore as his mind kept wandering back to you.

“i love you.”

he didn’t mean to pull your roughly into the bathroom as you flirted with another man. he didnt mean to lift your skirt up, ass against the counter with your glistening folds on displace. you were memorizing—enchanting.

if anyone could see the masterpiece before him, he was sure they’re understand him.

pressing his nose against your clit, his tongue devoured you. fingers curling perfectly as you gripped his hair, eyes wandering up before him as if you were a goddess sent from above. a goddess he was sworn to protect, sworn to satisfy.

“i love,” you breathed, eyes clamping shut as you felt the upcoming peak, “i love you too.”

the release surged throughout your body, electric shooting through your legs as they shook against his shoulders. the stars collecting in your eyes distracting you from his sudden halt, his body slowly standing up and watching you with widened eyes.

“do you mean it?”

“huh?”

“do you,” his hands stayed against your hips, closing the gap between your body with his and pressing his forehead against yours, “do you really love me?”

“yeah. i love you, ‘tsumu.”

the breathe he held in was released with a large grin, lips meeting yours quickly and peppering all against your face, wrapping his arm around you with tiny giggles.

“i gotta tell ‘samu!”

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