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21-07-2022

03:19

What makes you think I will? SakuAtsu - Sugar Daddy Atsumu - College Student Kiyoomi - NSFW Kiyoomi was totally taken aback the day he accompanied his friends to a club and the most smug, yet beautiful, bleach-blond-haired man approached him.

He was totally hitting on him and Kiyoomi let it happen, not rejecting the attention but not giving him the pleasure of showing that he reciprocated the attraction. They spent the whole night talking and, at the end of it, the man made the wildest proposition to Kiyoomi.

"I don't expect you to respond positively to what I'm about to ask, but I must say that I'm already crazy about you. You are the most exquisite person I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. I don't date because, due to my work and responsibilities,

I can't promise full commitment. That being said, would you let me shower you with gifts in exchange of a few hours of your time every week?" Kiyoomi violently blushed. But he accepted.

Atsumu first covered his rent for the next two months and, in return, Kiyoomi went to dinner with him. Atsumu paid for half of his annual tuition fees and Kiyoomi accompanied him to a charity event hosted by his own company.

It continued like that for a few months. Just being together, no touches except holding each other's arms at events and shoulders brushing.Though one day, Kiyoomi proposed that they extend their arrangement to new territories.

After one of many diner parties, Atsumu asked him to come with him. They entered in the car and, as Atsumu was about to say where to drop Kiyoomi off to his chauffeur, Kiyoomi stopped him and instructed to the driver: "Take us to Miya's penthouse please."

Atsumu whipped his head towards his sugar baby and Kiyoomi sent him a small smile. Once there, Atsumu was only able to take off his shoes before Kiyoomi discarded all of his clothes, except for his boxers, approaching him;

"You know, you are so busy that I bet all the time you don't spend with me, you're just working. A man like you must have... some needs." He said, while pressing his body against Atsumu's, the man in his arms releasing a whine.

Kiyoomi put his hand behind his neck to bring their faces together and whispered to his mouth: "I can offer to take care of that too." before crashing their lips together.

The view of that night of the city from the penthouse is imprinted on Kiyoomi's mind, as he had nowhere else to look while he was bent in half, hands on the window's glass, Atsumu fucking into him, holding him by his hips.

Since then, the new arrangement worked out for the best. Kiyoomi's financial and physical needs were fulfilled, and so were Atsumu's, who kept repeating after each of their sessions: "If I knew you were so mind-blowingly good at sex, I would have asked for it a long time ago."

On a lazy Sunday, they were both on the couch, at Atsumu's place, sitting next to each other. Kiyoomi was reading some of his textbooks, and Atsumu's attention was focused on a trashy TV show while he traced small circles on Kiyoomi's thighs.

Kiyoomi was so focused on his books that he didn't realise Atsumu's hand was now under his shirt, caressing his abs, the other running up and down his thigh until a whiny "Omi" was released by Atsumu. Kiyoomi already knew what it meant and that no learning could be done anymore.

Making out with Atsumu was a slow endeavour, because they both wanted to make the most out of it. Languid kisses, hands gracing above nipples, small tugs at the hem of their shirts. It was all part of a process to unravel the other.

Today, Atsumu's ministrations felt... frantic. The kisses turned quickly into a heated thirst for Kiyoomi's tongue, while both of his hands were massaging Kiyoomi's ass cheeks. Atsumu was eager, which made Kiyoomi as eager to set his own pace.

Atsumu threw his leg above Kiyoomi's knees, his crotch on his thigh. He started to hump it; Atsumu's arousal proven by the buldge rubbing on Kiyoomi. Kiyoomi stopped kissing him and took a minute to appreciate his disheveled look, his heavy panting.

"Omi, please. I want you." Atsumu complained, putting his head on Kiyoomi's shoulder. "I know you do... Daddy." "Ah, I already told you not to call me that! I'm not even 35!" p "Aren't you my sugar daddy though?"

This brought a violent blush to Atsumu's cheeks. He didn't like to be called that. It made him feel "too old", he said and... he didn't get the daddy kink. "Kiyoomi, stop talking and please start touching me!" Atsumu whined again, resuming to hump Kiyoomi's thighs.

He knew that when he was called by his full name, Atsumu was on the brink of despair. Close to losing his mind from all the dirty thoughts raging in his head and frustated that nothing was actually happening in real life.

And this was the type of Atsumu Kiyoomi liked the most. Ready to break at any moment. "Undress." Kiyoomi ordered flatly. And Atsumu did, at the speed of light, taking everything off and sending it flying to the other side of the living room.

Kiyoomi laughed internally: Atsumu was acting like a horny, eager teenager about to experience his first time. Kiyoomi reversed their positions, straddling Atsumu, and made sure that Atsumu could feel his clothed hard cock against his own, very naked and needy one.

Atsumu's whine caught in his throat– he gripped Kiyoomi by his hips, trying to thrust up in return. Kiyoomi batted the hand away. "No touching. No nothing. I am the only one allowed to move."

He punctuated his sentence by kissing Atsumu, who apparently didn't know if he should reciprocate the kiss or not. When he finally felt Atsumu's tongue on his, Kiyoomi broke the kiss to attack another part of his body. "I'm gonna take my sweet time with you." ~

It's been 20 minutes. Twenty minutes of Kiyoomi's precise and sweet touches on Atsumu's body – except he was neglecting one part of it.

Atsumu's whole body was covered in red: from ears to his cheeks; his chest and even his thighs were some shade of purply red, as Kiyoomi was leaving languid kisses and some bruises (both with his tongue and the grip of his hands on them). "Omiiii..."

"I thought you weren't one to beg. Isn't that what you said last time?" "Ah fuck this! I can beg right now. I beg you to fucking touch me, make me come 'cause I swear I'll explode if you make another hickey and that's... Ngggh."

Kiyoomi couldn't help himself, and bit Atsumu's thigh again, using his teeth and tongue. Atsumu was holding onto the couch tightly. "See. You didn't come." Kiyoomi commented. He was very pleased with himself. He knew that when Atsumu was rambling, it was the end of him.

"Omi, pleaaaase. I'm... please tell me you are gonna put your mouth on my cock now!" He guessed that what he was doing could lead to giving head to Atsumu for the first time. He had something else in mind but imagining Atsumu coming undone in a way he has never seen before –

just the thought made him salivate. Still, he wasn't gonna go down so easily. "And what makes you think I will?" Kiyoomi mischeviously asked, his index fingers tracing absent-minded patterns around Atsumu's crotch.

"Fuck! Omi! I'm begging here! What do you want from me? Cause I will give it to you! You are so good to me, you deserve only the best in the world. Remember that Rolex you were eyeing the other day, it's yours! You told me you wanted me to cover your transport fees last time.

I'm gonna hire you your own private chauffeur, okay? You know that movie we watched where they went to Spain and you said it looked beautiful. I'm gonna take you there, say a word and we leave tomorrow. Just... I'll give you everything!"

Kiyoomi had to stop, struck by Atsumu's words and the meaning behind them. Here he was, only trying to play and Atsumu almost declared his love to him... in his own way. He guessed that the game had to come to a stop now.

"I was just teasing you but hey – by all means, bribe me." Kiyoomi plunged on Atsumu's cock and took it in his mouth. The loud and lewd noise Atsumu made after that were exquisite. \\end Thank you for the prompt Kira! πŸ₯°

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