#sktshm

“You think you’re real clever, Miya,” Kiyoomi whispers in his ear. “Trying to make me jealous, today, being a little attention whore by hanging all over Shouyou.” Kiyoomi strokes him slowly through his shorts, removing his hand completely when Atsumu tries to arch into the touch. “Ah, ah. Brats don’t get what they want.” Using the hand still in Atsumu’s hair, Kiyoomi turns the blonde around so they’re face to face. Kiyoomi’s eyes are dark and hungry. Atsumu can’t wait to get eaten.