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Atsumu is convinced that Sakusa will never want to eat him out, because of his whole thing with germs. And then one night they get drunk and Sakusa practically begs Atsumu to sit on his face. Atsumu thinks he might be dreaming but gladly complies and swears he sees god when Sakusa makes him come with his tongue in Atsumu's ass.
It keeps happening when they get drunk and Atsumu is too scared to bring it up when they're sober in case Sakusa completely shoots it down. When they're apart he gets off countless times thinking about it, desperately wanting more of that feeling.
And then one day Sakusa asks for it when they're stone cold sober and Atsumu actually falls off the bed.
"Are ya drunk?" are the first words out of his mouth as he sits dumbly on the floor.
Sakusa gives him a blank look. "It's 10 in the morning."
And Atsumu goes into this whole nervous and unplanned spiel about how he thought facesitting was just a drunken thing and he never dared to ask outside of that but if it's on the table-
And Sakusa interrupts him with a raised hand and a smirk. "I was getting tired of waiting for you to figure it out, so I thought I'd speed things up."
Atsumu blinks dumbly at him before picking up a pillow and tossing it at his boyfriend. "Ya did that on purpose, ya bastard!"
Sakusa just laughs and pulls him back up onto the bed and then in for a kiss. "Maybe. What are you going to do about it?"
The grin Atsumu gives him is downright predatory. "'M gonna sit on yer face until ya beg for mercy."
"I was hoping you'd say that."