terminal curiosity

A slippery cliff (part1 of season 2)

"I know ya said one time, but since you let me pick something, dontcha think it's only fair for me to do something you wanna do, too?"

The words have been swirling around in Kiyoomi's head since Atsumu closed the door to his apartment. They continue to resonate as he relieves the pressure between his legs, the heat that built and built in him throughout the scene. Kiyoomi doesn't always get off after a session; that often isn't the point, nor the primary source of the satisfaction he gets from domming.

Although it's not rare for him to be sexually gratified, Kiyoomi still finds himself clinging to a sense of furtive shame over the fact that he's masturbating to Miya Atsumu, all but glaring at his dick as he strokes himself. The embarrassment slips through his fingers like water, washed away by memories of hollowed-out noises and straining muscles and the way Atsumu's body looked when he finally went limp, giving into Kiyoomi completely-

"Shit," Kiyoomi curses as he spills, so harsh and sudden that he nearly misses catching his release in a tissue. He bites his lip and groans through it, plagued by completely unwanted images of Atsumu's face when he came the third time.

Fuck. Fuck.

He pushes the thoughts away desperately as he showers and gets ready for bed. Sleep on it, he tells himself.

Kiyoomi manages not to make any solid plans, but he can't help but begin to run through lists in his head. He can't help but begin to imagine what he'd do to Atsumu if he took him up on his disgustingly tempting offer.

The thing is, Atsumu wasn't just fucking with Sakusa when he offered to owe him one. At first he meant it mostly as a flirt. He was pretty sure that Sakusa had a good time. He said Atsumu did a good job. Atsumu definitely peeped a boner at one point during the scene.

So that was motivation number one.

On top of that, the idea of Sakusa choosing something added a delicious extra layer to the whole power dynamic and Atsumu was interested in that. It was a no-brainer to offer a repeat performance. He'll just have to wait and see if Sakusa will take the bait.

He gets a text from Sakusa the next morning. It embarrassingly sends a bolt of heat straight from his stomach down to his dick when he sees the name flash across his cell phone screen.

From: Omi-Omi
>> Are you feeling alright this morning?

Atsumu smirks.

To: Omi-Omi
>> Feeling good~
>> (ノ￣ω￣)ノ

He waits for the next message with bated breath when he sees the typing indicator at the end of their text chain.

From: Omi-Omi
>> Good. Make sure to drink extra water. See you at practice.

Atsumu frowns. Well, that's not fun and flirty. He goes for the direct approach, considering that's much more Sakusa's style.

To: Omi-Omi
>> Any thoughts on my offer, Omi-kuuuuuuuun?~

There's no immediate response, and there's not a delayed one either. The rest of the day goes by as normal. He doesn't get too down about it since he has dinner with his Ma and Osamu, and family is more than enough to distract him from the tender feeling in his wrists.

However, Atsumu's optimism wavers over the next few days of practice. Sakusa doesn't act any different than normal and he doesn't acknowledge Atsumu's offer of a second rodeo. Maybe he didn't understand that Atsumu was serious? He fucks with the other man enough that he supposes it could be interpreted that way.

To be sure, Atsumu grabs a spot next to Sakusa on the team bus at the next opportunity. The spiker stores his backpack under the seat and adjusts his mask as the bus gets rolling.