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Letting out a pained moan, his expression contorts into one of bliss instead of agony. His hips stutter and he lets out a keening whine, feeling warm liquid drip down his neck.
"Oh my god." Kiyoomi pulls back, taking in Atsumu’s flustered face. “Fuck, Miya... Did you cum from that?”
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“Always wanted to fuck a goth babe,” Atsumu comments casually. His gaze finds a home on Kiyoomi’s lips. “I bet you’re a freak in bed, huh?”
It’s a horrible pick up attempt. Kiyoomi resents the anticipation that twists in his gut, resents all the sly smiles and weighted stares that work exactly how they’re intended to. Resents that Atsumu knows what he’s doing, wearing Kiyoomi down until he snaps under the tension.
Well, two can play this game, and Kiyoomi’s not going down without a fight.
“You could say that,” Kiyoomi answers, matching Atsumu’s indifferent tone. “Probably would be too much for you.”
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He likes Miya Atsumu in everything he is, from the dorky emails to the way he looks, from the childish giggles to the soft, muffled laughs when Kiyoomi attempts to joke back. Yeah, no, that was terrible…
Kiyoomi smiles at his computer screen. And then he tries to gulp it down, pressing his lips against each other so hard they’re white, his nails digging into his thighs, his eyes almost bulging out because oh, fuck of all fucks.
He probably likes Miya Atsumu way too much, doesn’t he?
or: kiyoomi hates the fact that his new cybersecurity job involves reading other people’s emails. that is, of course, until miya atsumu shows up.
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“I call it the ‘Japanese Dick Trap’.”
And suddenly Kiyoomi wishes he was sent back 15 seconds ago when Atsumu was quiet.
miya atsumu and sakusa kiyoomi don't get along. but sometimes hate is a powerful aphrodisiac
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- Part 1 of 10 reasons i like (hate) you

