Gifts for protagonists
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When they reached the shadowed upper landing, he pressed Atsumu’s back against the cold wall, crowding into his space with all the pent-up intensity that had been simmering since the first meeting. Atsumu gasped, head knocking softly against plaster and eyes wide as Bokuto’s hand came up to cage his jaw.
“You have any idea what you just did down there?” Bokuto muttered, a hand sliding under Atsumu’s shirt, dragging up hard against the ridges of his stomach.
Atsumu shuddered, his mouth opening. “I was— performin’, Bokuto-san, what else—”
“You were appealing.” Bokuto’s teeth grazed the shell of his ear. “Every time you opened your mouth, every line… you begged them to look at you. And they did. They gave you everything you wanted… that attention… you love that, don’t you?”
Atsumu gasped, already pressing back against Bokuto, his cock straining against his pants. “I— fuck, I did love it.” he finally put the euphoria to words.
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How a six-month rehearsal turned into the longest foreplay of Atsumu’s life.
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- Part 6 of BottsumuWeek2025
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“You two should make a thirst trap together! It’d be like a collab!” says the same woman who was looking at all the selfies. Seemingly finding them satisfactory, she pockets her phone to smile up at them.
“Wow, that’s so smart!” Hinata affirms much to his mortification “Atsumu-san you and Bokuto-san should do that and post it for the fans! The only thing better than one good-looking player in a picture is two!”
“Doesn’t this sound fun, Tsumu! We could make so many videos to post the best ones! We may even break Twitter again.”
//Alternatively: Atsumu and Bokuto are pushed to make thirst traps together. It goes about as well as you'd expect when you have a big fat crush on your teammate.
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Arms find their way around his waist and settle on his middle, Atsumu leans back as Bokuto nuzzles against his neck.
"Yer gonna run Samu outta business," but he's already got his head secure and hips forward, arching into a tunnel of warmth made from fingers and palms. Bokuto has his thumb on the tip, rubbing circles and building a rhythm.
Atsumu and Bokuto agree to watch over the shop for a bit, they get preoccupied.
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Bokuto handles him like he could bruise, nervous fingers can't decide where to wander. His knees tremble, Akaashi has to arch towards him just to feel the stretch of his palm. Tell him, it's alright, please continue.
There is nothing more he desires than to be taken wholly by this man.
Intimacy is a foreign language and touch is the teacher.
(or a series of moments throughout their courtship, each chapter is a stand-alone.)
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