#!corruption

Again, he does not want you uncomfortable, so he understands why you would want to pull away the first few times in the beginning of the relationship. But as you two start to get deeper into the relationship, you start to shy away every single time his hands wander under your shirt or when he strips off his shirt. Kiyoomi was well aware of the fact that he was well built and attractive, years of volleyball training doing well on his body. But this is the first time he has ever felt insecure with his looks - was he just not attractive for you.

You were a beauty to him, so you should have high standards, it's only natural for you to find the best to date. And he was confident that he could be that for you, but never has he ever felt insecure about himself until now. Maybe he was not watching his mouth around you? Was that a turn off?

“K-Kiyoomi,” you whine softly and tug on his hair to pull him away. He took the gesture that you want to continue and kept sucking on your neck, biting gently into your sensitive skin. As your eyes shoot up, you gasp loud and tug harder on his hair till it feels painful to him. 

He hisses and pulls away and rubs the back of his head, about to tell you off a bit. He glances up to see the tears that filled up in your eyes. Frowning, he cuffs your cheeks and thumbs the soft flesh gently as he coos quietly at you.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“‘M sorry, Omi,” you flush bright red and try to look aways from his eyes, but his hands hold your face in place. There was nowhere else to look but directly at him. He didn’t even need to say anything, his eyes were already asking “What happened? What did I do wrong?” So there was no escaping the impending embarrassment you were about to face.

“I-I’m a virgin, Omi,” you flush even darker and close your eyes from Sakusa’s possible judgmental gaze, “Every time you touch me and kiss me like this, it’s just too much for me.”

Well this now all made sense why you shied away from him. It was just too much for your pure body, and you just couldn’t help but to feel so sensitive to his touch.

“It’s alright, angel. Don’t be embarrassed, we can take our time until you’re ready,” his hands trail from your cheeks and down to your waist. You visibly relax and hug him, snuggling into his neck as all the embarrassment leaves your body.

He can’t help but to think of all the things he could do to you right now. It was possible that he could flip you onto the bed and pin you down and make you take him, but that could wait another day. Just until you’re comfortable with him giving you even the smallest touches. 

To say it lightly, he is practically training you to his touch. Making his hands trail higher every time he feels up your thighs only to pull away last minute. It’s also very cute to him how you tense up, shivering under his light finger that tickles your bare skin. Only to relax when he pulls his hand away, but sending him a pout. 

Or he would pull you on his lap and place small, lingering kisses on your neck. Little nibbles would trail up to your ear, smirking as you are already putty on his lap. But rather than leaving Kiyoomi on edge, he does nothing to relieve you and says you aren’t ready yet. You would never expect him to be such a tease, leaving you high and dry.

It was never his intention to tease, only wanting for you to get used to him. But it was truly amusing to see you to watch you all squirmy on his lap. Each lingering touch makes you breathless, wishing you had more already.

But the most he has ever done was hold you on his lap, hand down your pants to toy with your clit. He loves when you whimper into his ears, telling him how good it is and how you need more. The most he has given you was a couple fingers into your dripping cunny, curling to massage the tightening walls. The feeling of you clamping around just his digits has him going light headed, imaging the thought of your tightening around his cock. 

Kiyoomi’s hands tighten on your hips, letting you rut helplessly on his thigh and suck on his tongue. He moans softly into your mouth, bouncing his knee to earn more pretty whines. He pulls away from your lip, about to end it here to preserve your innocence. In desperation, you grab his face to pull him back into the kiss which shocks him in the last minute. He indulges you in the kiss, deepening the kiss a bit to have you worked up.

“That’s it, angel. You’re not ready yet.” Kiyoomi hums and pats your ass, raising an eyebrow at you. You sniffle and pout at him, hitting his chest in frustration.

“I am ready, Kiyoomi! Please!” You huff out and pout, almost crying in front of him. He wasn’t prepared to see you all teary eyed while straddling his lap, just because he is denying you to preserve your innocence. He hums a bit and rubs up your bare thighs, squeezing them a bit.

“Really? You’re ready?” The condescending tone makes you wince a bit but you nod shyly, not looking directly at him. He grabs your chin and makes you look directly in his eyes, giving your questioning eyes.

“I-I am ready, I promise,” you sniffle out, giving him your sweetest eyes to convince him. He sighs a bit and brushes the hair out of your face, flipping you over onto the bed. Stripping off his shirts, he looks at you expectantly but you still shy away. He mumbles something about having to do all the work, but not complaining at all as he strips off your shirt for you. He unbuttons your shorts, sliding them off your legs to leave you in just your bra and panties.

“Gorgeous, gonna mark you a mine,” Sakusa mumbles and leans down to suck on your neck, gently biting into the sensitive skin. He loves how sensitive you are, already clinging to his shoulders from the little nibbles and pressing little crescents into the prominent muscle. His large hands snake under your back and toy with the hook, glancing up at you to ask for permission. As you nod shyly, he unhooks the straps with one hand to slide the bra off your chest. 

He sucks on your chest while he slides a hand down the front of your panties to feel the damp folds on his fingers. You squirm at the familiar feeling of his calloused fingers rubbing against your clit, making your scratch lightly down his back. He takes his time feeling you up before slipping a finger into you, letting you get comfortable before allowing another finger to wiggle in. You choke out a moan when he curls his finger, arching your back to press your chest into his. 

“How could you let me make someone as pure as you so dirty, angel,” he sighs softly into your ear as you lose yourself on his finger. You try your hardest to tell him but no words escape your mouth except his name, blabbering out incoherent words from the overwhelming pleasure. 

Slipping his fingers out, he takes your panties off as well, chuckling at the stringy fluid connecting his fingers together. You whine and hide your face in embarrassment, pouting a bit since you’re the only one naked. 

“Kiyoomi, this is not fair. Take off your clothes, too,” you huff out making him tsk under his breath, mumbling something about you being a brat. He takes his pants off anyways, slipping off his pants and boxers. It shocks you how hard his cock hits his abdomen, his tip red and precum beading. You don’t realize you’re staring and trying to reach out until he slaps your hand away, looking down in disappointment. 

“Not ready yet, don’t want you touching so disgusting just yet.” Kiyoomi rolls on the condom, pumping his cock a couple times in his hands. His size of course looks normal in his hand, perfectly proportioned to his body, but the way his cock rests on your tummy makes him look huge.

“Are you sure you’re ready? You look pretty scared, angel.” Kiyoomi hums, hooking your legs around his waist as he rubs the hip on your clit. Gasping softly, you card your hand into his hair to tug on it as you try to mumble out confirmation. He presses the tip at your hole, watching your face contort to the wide stretch. He couldn’t help to keep pushing through the resistance, no matter how much your face contorted or how many tears has dribbled down your red cheeks. You already look incredibly ruined when he only makes it halfway into you, only making him more than ready to see you fully stuffed with his cock. He doesn’t wait on it either, only speeding up the process no matter how hard you pull on his hair or how many times you slap his chest.

“O-oomi, It hurts. Why di-didn’t you listen to me?” You sob a little, hiding your teary face into his neck only making him chuckle a bit while he strokes your hair. 

“You just look too cute, couldn’t hold myself back.” He mutters, trying not to stumble on his words over the way your walls suck on his cock. He tries to make up for it, holding back the urge to start thrusting relentlessly into you as you calm your pathetic crying. It wasn’t until he felt your soft kisses on his neck, hinting that you were ready for him to move.

The both of you moan at the same time when he first thrust, finally having what the two of you have been waiting for this whole time. It didn’t take long until he was pounding into your cunny, gushing obnoxiously loud with each thrust he forced into you. You wail out, clinging onto his back for dear life, not caring one bit for the scratches you are leaving on his back. 

“So precious when you’re crying like this for me? Is it that good?” Kiyoomi moans into your ear, grabbing the back of your knees to spread your legs wider for him, “I’ve been keeping you waiting for too long. Can feel you trying to milk my cum. Such a filthy girl already.”

You sob at his words, trying your best to say something back but each word gets jumble into your moans. His thrusts were relentless, pushing you faster and faster to your climax. 

“C-Close, Oomi!” You squeal out, only to get cut off by Sakusa catching your lips into his, sucking on your tongue. His thrusts were starting to feel too deep, your eyes rolled back as your head went fuzzy from the stimulation. 

It didn’t take too many thrusts until you were creaming around him, translucent white forming around the base of his cock after each thrust. To Kiyoomi, that’s all it took for him to cum, releasing into the latex barrier. He groans and rolls his hips a bit, letting you feel his cock pulse in you as he releases. 

He peppers your face in soft kisses, rubbing his hands up and down your side. All you can do is heave, trying to catch your breath underneath him. His cock twitches at the sight of you, whimpering and thighs shaking from orgasm wracking your body. Your walls keep clamping around his cock as if you’re sucking him in for more. He grunts and chuckles, kissing your tears softly.

“You keep sucking me in, angel. It’s alright I’ll give you my cum another time.”

“a-atsumu-ji, i dont think we should do this.” you whimper softly as his large hands grip your hip, moving your hips so youre dragging your clothed cunny on his thigh. as his calloused hands start moving under your blouse, you still keep grinding on his thigh.

“we shouldnt? then why are you still humping me like a little bitch? youre also wearing such a slutty outfit, what were you thinking.” he laughs under you and undoes your bra with ease, which makes you question how many times has he done this. you huff in embarrassment when he called you out, plopping your head into his neck as you continued to grind on his thigh.

atsumu was always so nice to you and bought you whatever you wanted when he took you out. he always told you not to worry about the price, saying professional volleyball paid well. you were spoiled by him, given more attention by him than your own parents. but of course when he sat you on his lap you were hesitant but meekly did what he asked. he gave you so much anyways.