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Orange hair splayed out against the pillow, Shouyou pants out heavily as Atsumu fucks into him. He clenches down around his cock, relishing in the way Atsumu’s groan changes tone slightly at the action. Shouyou tilts his head back against the pillows with a loud moan of Atsumu’s name, his hands curling into the bedsheets at his sides.
Atsumu’s cock feels so good inside of him. It fills him so well, stretching Shouyou open even further than his fingers. Atsumu is so eager to fuck him, too—he always is. He’s almost insatiable, this man. Shouyou can’t keep Atsumu’s hands off of him, but at the same time, Shouyou can never stop himself from touching Atsumu, either. They go together all too well that way, unable to be fully satisfied and just wanting each other more and more and more.
Leaning down, Atsumu crushes their mouths together in a rough kiss, his hands gripping onto the backs of Shouyou’s thighs as he begins fucking into him faster. He pushes Shouyou’s legs back, further and further until the fronts of his thighs are pressing into his abdomen. Like this, he’s essentially put Shouyou into a mating press, and Shouyou’s mind sort of crumbles at the word mating.
Something ignites within Shouyou. He shudders suddenly as his cock twitches almost violently against his stomach, pre-cum leaking from him like a faucet against his stomach. Shouyou moans loudly against Atsumu’s mouth, his hands flying up to grip onto the pillow under his head, his fingers stretching the fabric of the pillow covers slightly. As Atsumu breaks the kiss, dragging lips and teeth over Shouyou’s jawline, Shouyou is unable to stop the whimpering that comes from him.
“Atsumu,” Shouyou whines out his name, barely able to hold his eyes open to look up at his boyfriend.
Atsumu immediately tilts his head back slightly to peer down at Shouyou with dark eyes, licking his lips as he does. “Yeah, Shouyou-kun?”
Cheeks going red, Shouyou repeats Atsumu’s actions, licking his lips as he lifts his hips up some from the bed. “Atsumu—breed me, Atsumu…”
The blonde’s hips stutter immediately, and Shouyou can see the gears turning inside of Atsumu’s brain as he processes Shouyou’s words completely. But as soon as they are registered, Atsumu’s eyes go wide, his mouth dropping open in awe. That expression is gone as soon as it came, with Atsumu’s face turning into one of almost wild, feral-like want.
He grips hard at Shouyou’s thighs, fingers digging in far enough to surely leave bruises, and Shouyou shudders as he feels Atsumu bending him further into himself, bending Shouyou in half. Atsumu’s hips snap forward then, picking up a faster and rougher pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin starting to drive Shouyou a little crazy. His head spins with it, his head starting to become fuzzier and his thoughts turning less coherent.
“Ya want me ta breed ya, Shouyou-kun?” Atsumu nearly growls the words out, the pupils of his eyes blown so wide that Shouyou can barely make out the ring of colour around them. “Ya wanna have my pups, baby?”
Shouyou’s cock twitches violently again, a loud gasp leaving him as his back arches up against his thighs. “Ah—!” Quickly, he nods, loose hair starting to stick to his sweaty forehead. “Yeah, yeah, yes, Atsumu-kun—!”
This time, Atsumu does growl. He leans himself down at bites at the side of Shouyou’s neck, fingernails digging into Shouyou’s thighs. Shouyou whines out as he does, trapped beneath Atsumu’s entire weight. He clenches down around Atsumu’s cock once more, and Atsumu responds by starting to fuck into him rougher, faster, pistoning his hips down into Shouyou’s.
“Yes what, Shouyou-kun?” Atsumu prompts, voice muffled against his skin.
Shouyou can’t respond right away, his mind too fogged up by the pleasure of Atsumu fucking him. A particularly rough thrust that jostles Shouyou in place finally gets him to speak again, answering Atsumu’s question.
“Yes, wanna—” Shouyou gasps out as Atsumu’s cock slams down against his prostate, his back arching up again. “Wanna have your pups, Atsumu-kun!”
Another growl leaves Atsumu then, the words seeming to spur him on further. Shouyou’s brain is overflowing with the thoughts and ideas of being knocked up, even though he knows it’s physically impossible, but it turns him on so fucking much that Shouyou can’t stop thinking about it. He manages to let go of the pillow cover and reach a hand down between their bodies, pressing his palm against his stomach and pressing down onto it a little to try and feel Atsumu’s cock thrusting in and out of him.
“Gimme ‘em, Atsumu-kun,” Shouyou pants heavily, his eyes just as dark as Atsumu’s now. “Gimme your pups, please, please, wanna be full of your pups—”
This time, it’s a whine that leaves Atsumu, and Shouyou really can’t help but compare him to an eager dog in the moment. Atsumu buries his face into Shouyou’s neck then, his hips stuttering as they thrust.
Shouyou finds himself just as eager, especially as feels Atsumu cumming inside of him.