Quickie

It was pretty simple to understand what Atsumu's motives were. I mean, he had that same lecherous look on his face the exact moment you strutted through those big steel doors. Quite frankly, he couldn't take his eyes off of you; quietly observing the way your hips swayed as you walked was enough to get him excited.

He was horny, and he craved you. Simply put. He wanted to know if the rumours were true―being as delicious as you looked, he wanted a taste of what you had to offer, and he wasn't going to stop until he could.

You bit your lip, closing the distance between the two of you. You placed a thigh in between his legs, brushing his groin with your knee softly as you stroked the outer edges of his collar. You slid the flats of your palms down and over his chest, a grin perfectly fastened across his lips as you continued to tease him.

You began to trace over his biceps teasingly, never taking your orbs off his own. Atsumu was definitely enjoying the way you elicited him―the slow, gentle touches of your caress's or the way you gazed up at him with those coy E/C eyes.

He melted into that feeling quite fast, and considering he wasn't a boy of patience, you knew full well what restraint he had right now.

He shrewdly groped your left ass cheek, squeezing it tenderly before slapping it. "Ya driving me crazy, Y/N." The male jested inappropriately, earning a snicker from you in return, "I'm just that tempting, huh?"

After all, that was your plan...

Atsumu began to lift up your jumper―alongside your shirt―tracing the tips of his fingers over your spine and down to the small dimples at the base of your back. He stroked them gently, planting his forehead down against your own, your breath sweeping over his flushed cheeks. The boy leaned in, edging his thin, pink lips along the centre of your cupid's bow, hesitant to give in.

"Just kiss me... Weren't you the one who desperately wanted to fuck me?" You shuffled under his tender touch, letting out a soft chuckle as your lips brushed up against his own.

The self-control he had right now was impressive; you couldn't deny that. Seeing him in this state aroused you significantly, but it got tiring the more he ignored those desires. You wanted him to give in.

He leaned in further, biting your bottom lip aggressively. "I do want to desperately fuck ya. Just admiring how beautiful ya're right now." He cooed towards you, the undertone of his voice hurling butterflies across your stomach.

You snickered quietly, your lips rising to show the soft dimples on each side of your cheeks. "And your smile is so sexy." Blushing exceedingly, you couldn't help but be lost with words. Atsumu was definitely a sweet talker, but you availed off of it, your own hidden lust growing the more he complimented you.

Over the next few seconds, the two of you kept switching mutual gazes from one another's orbs down to each other's lips. It was getting pretty intense right now.

The blonde lifted his other palm up to caress your jawline, finally capitulating to give you a delightful kiss. Your eyes narrowed, observing the way his eyebrows furrowed when his lips met with your own. You grinned against him, closing your own eyes to surrender the hungry passion you both shared.

All he could think of at this given moment was drawing those pretty words out of your mouth. The simplicity of that stimulated him, and he wanted you to comply; be an obedient little girl.

Atsumu absorbed every little flavour that settled inside your mouth, not even hesitating to explore more with his tongue. To start off with, the kisses were slow and tender, but after a while, the both of you picked up your pace, not having an ounce of patience left in your body.

And that was pretty valid.

The two of you were practically in a heated make-out session, battling each other for tongue dominance. The blonde wasn't shy with how he devoured you either, the restlessness evident in the flicks of his wet muscle against your own.

You hastily lifted your arms up, wrapping your hands around his neck only to trail them up further into his spikey undercut. A soft moan was muffled by his mouth, him swallowing it completely before slipping his tongue out to bit your lip.

He began to place gentle pecks across your cheek, down to your jawline, making you tilt your head a certain way to give him better access. One of Atsumu's hand's laid rigidly against the curve of your ass while his other roamed freely across your back. Your own hands were still settled in his hair, fondling it gently as you shut your eyes in bliss.

Atsumu crudely nibbled at your neck, leaving his own form of markings in return. You inclined your head forward as you placed your chin in the large crook of his neck, moaning his name hedonistically into his ear.

"Mmm, Atsumu-"

You could feel him smirking against your skin while he continued to attack your sweet spot. He knew exactly how to make you feel good. It was a queer feeling to experience―Atsumu being gentle with you but also rough at the same time. It made you lust for him even more, something he would get much enjoyment out of later.

The boy quickly shifted your body around so that your back was attached to the hall of lockers. He never once disconnected from your neck, giving you playful nips along the way while moans continued to spill from your lips.

The dampness that consumed your panties made you squeeze your thighs together―every suck and every peck sent pleasurable shivers down your spine; to your cunt. The male suddenly leaned back, disconnecting from the patch on your neck. He glanced over at you, giving you a simpered look.

"Turn around for me, princess." Atsumu encouraged you, driving your chest against the row of cabinets. Your face was mushed against the rough surface while he had one hand tightly interlocked between the H/C strands of your hair. His other hand hastily lifted up your skirt, revealing the bare skin of your rear.

You couldn't see what Atsumu was doing; your back was painfully arched, being firmly locked in place by his indescribable strength. Although, at this point, you knew he was getting needy. He didn't want to waste any more time in getting to fuck you.

An arbitrary pain pinged over your right ass cheek, making you jolt suddenly from the sensation. He began to trace two fingers over your clothed cunt, the other drawing your name with his free digits over the hypersensitive skin.

However, it was clear as daylight that your mind was elsewhere, so you didn't pick up on his quirkiness.

He glanced down at you to take in the facial expressions you were giving off. "Please..." You begged him, the neediness of more consuming you completely. I guess you could say you were half on the highs of ecstasy, considering how he was treating you right now―squirming under his grip, trying so desperately to move your body an inch closer to his fingers.

"Now, Now..." Atsumu taunted you, disconnecting the fingers he had over your area. An angry whimper escaped your lips, practically imploring to be taken here and now. The blonde leaned in over your body, ghosting the shell of your ear. "Do you want me to continue?" He whispered, his voice coarse and rigid, making you drown in desire.

"Yes, please-" You beseeched, trying to arch your back further in desperate need of contact. "Please what, princess?" He hissed towards you, licking your ear tauntingly. "I want you Atsumu, please."

For some reason, you couldn't say it. Maybe you wanted this moment to last a little longer?

He chortled, picking up the anguish in the tone of your voice, "Princess..." He smacked your ass again, making you jar into the cabinets harder. Atsumu leaned over you, "All ya have to say are those three magic words."

You bit your lip, an evident crease forming in between your brows, "Or? I can stop here if ya'd like?"

Jouncing, you pleaded again, "Wait- no... Please..." You cursed under your breath.

Atsumu licked your earlobe, "C'mon, I know ya can do itttt. Just behave for me. It's not hard..." The cheer for you to say those 'three words' were itching away at you. You wanted him to hammer your guts out; maybe it was the half humiliation you felt right now―the pleading that made you feel embarrassed?

The only reason why you ended up in this situation was because of Akari―well, maybe it wasn't all her fault, but you had a level of cockiness that was being competed with, and you hated it so fucking much.

But despite that, you swallowed your pride, surrendering to the blondes determination.

"Please fuck me, Atsumu!" He chuckled darkly, moving your panties to the side to get greater accessibility. Atsumu had already pulled his elasticated sports pants down under his balls, the tip of his cock brushing up against the slit of your entrance, coating it with your warm juices.

You were already wet enough for him to slowly push himself inside of you, you being completely ignorant of the fact his dick was bigger than you thought, considering how far he stretched you out.

The irony really was catching up to you; after all, you predicting his cock would be of average size and length because his ego was so damn big. I suppose it taught you a good lesson.

Letting out a quiet groan, he gripped the same handful of your locks, pulling them tighter, your mouth gaping open in surprise. "Ya like that, huh?" He pressed himself further into your walls, "You like it when I play rough?"

His words echoed through your skull, bouncing around and intensifying each time, causing your eyes to roll into the back of your skull as you finally let out a yielding moan. You tightening around his length was a clear indication for him to go a bit faster, knowing you adjusted just fine to his dick.

He pulled his hips back, snapping them forward with more pressure to hit your g-spot effortlessly. The impact of the thrust caused you to whimper loudly as you quickly lifted the flats of your palms up against the locker to keep yourself upright.

Your legs were shaking uncontrollably. You knew either Atsumu had a slight curve in his shaft, or he was standing in a particular position to kiss the lining of your cervix. Either way, the place your back was arched in right now felt gratifying, a mixture between pain and pleasure.

The boy instantly leaned back, placing one of his palms in the bend of your ass that met your thigh as the other gripped your waist heedfully. The pace Atsumu started to go at was deliciously satisfying; faster than you could keep up with.

He thrashed your ass once more, earning another soft cry from you. The blonde leaned in again, whispering into your ear, "Don't hold back any of those moans, princess. Tell me ya're enjoying this dick."

You bit your lip harshly, miserable to see the state you were in currently―that being lost for words as he filled you entirely. However, it was dark out. No one was on the school grounds right now, but the fact that someone could possibly catch you from volleyball training enthused you, despite the snarkiness you felt towards Atsumu.

Nonetheless, your mind was obviously elsewhere. You definitely did not think twice about the rest of his teammates still being here. There was a high chance they were, but fuck it, right? It would be a show they couldn't resist.

Your mouth dropped open in euphoria, letting out a louder, ecstatic moan for Atsumu. The slapping of skin to skin contact and your loud cries echoed throughout the hallway. The blonde was extremely astonished by how you were coping, all for him too, which was even better, "That's it! Good girl!"

Your legs felt like they were going to give way at any second, though, trembling lightly with every thrust he gave you. It was a sign that you were notably close to your climax, but the fun didn't stop there.

Atsumu released his death grip, allowing you to adjust appropriately before he turned you round off the lockers to lift your left leg over his shoulder. Your back was now attached to the cabinets, your right leg hanging loosely off the floor as he pounded into you. You buckled at the feeling of him getting a better feel of your velvet walls.

Atsumu stuck a finger in your mouth, now noticing the conspicuous tears roll down your cheeks. The sight of you crying your makeup off made his dick rock hard, and you could notably feel that as well.

"It's okay, princess... Don't cry." He leaned in, lapping up the wetness that travelled down your cheeks. Although, his pace had slowed, probably due to his own climax arising.

You hummed and moaned against his sopping digits, small, low grunts coming from him in return.

"Mmmh! Atsu-" You choked out the words. He removed his fingers from your mouth, rubbing the sensitive bud of your vagina with his talented fingers.

You couldn't take it anymore, and neither could he. The both of you finally hit your peak, being sent over the edge immediately. The blonde thrusted one final time before burying his seed deep within your throbbing cunt.

You let out a loud moan, continuing to ride through your own high as the blonde finally came down from his own. He gently let your leg go, making you stumble against the lockers. Your head was dropped, the flats of your palms pressing against the surface to keep you upright.

The boy let out a low chuckle, "Are you okay? I didn't hurt ya did I?"

You giggled softly, feeling the creaminess ooze out of your pussy. "You're crazy to think I'll break that easily..."