(xvii) escape

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"how's argentina dipshit", the voice of one of oikawa's three best friends called, causing the brunette to groan at the laptop screen.

"it's fine", makki and mattsun were connected to the call, mainly cause oikawa said he wanted to talk.

"is this about iwa being mad at you?", makki questioned, "he won't tell us why"

"have either of you spoken to y/n lately?", tooru asked

"yeah, about a week ago", mattsun nodded, "...why"

"how was she?", he questioned, "did she sound okay?"

"oikawa...", mattsun narrowed his eyes at him

"oikawa...", makki widened his eyes.

the boy looked at them and then looked away nonchalantly, confirming their suspicions. "yes."

"i knew it."

"y'all were secretly fucking the whole time, i called it"

"no wonder iwa is so mad"

"is that why you had bruises when you left???"

"i knew the hickeys were from her."

"she didn't sound okay, by the way", mattsun informed, "she sounded a little drained, now that i think about it. what the hell did you do to her?"

oikawa sighed heavily, placing his face in his hands. "i messed up."

"we know that, genius. how?"

oikawa explained it very briefly to them, recounting the events right upto last night, when he hooked up with his ex friend with benefits.

"if i could...", makki stared at him, "...come through the screen and punch your face... i would."

"she's loved you like... forever.", mattsun pointed out.

"yes apparently everyone knows that but me", oikawa sighed, "why didn't you two tell me?"

"iwa would've killed us"

"y/n would've killed us too."

"mio knew though", makki squinted as he tried to remember, "that's why she was overly nice to y/n."

"wow", oikawa sighed, "y'know, i told iwa-chan i'd let her go"

"but?..."

"but i miss her so fucking much".

"you fucked someone else, oikawa.", makki deadpanned, "and she's gonna find out because you handpicked camilla benitez who has press following her all the time."

"i know, i regret it", oikawa shook his head, "it was impulsive".

"you're a lucky bastard for that, by the way", mattsun groaned, "she's so fucking hot"

oikawa shook his head.

"i thought about her the whole time."

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y/n had mentally noted many things about miya atsumu as she walked out of calvin klein and into a bar with him.

he liked iced tea, hated being a brand ambassador but liked the money it brought him, loved dogs. he was a little self obsessed and undoubtedly charismatic.

he reminded her far too much of the boy she loved.

it felt like him and oikawa were cut from the same cloth and would either love or absolutely despise each other if they were to meet.

atsumu asked her to grab a drink with him. she said yes despite it bordering on unprofessional. he called her boss and put in several good words for her.

they were tipsy a couple of hours later, discussing the various problems in their lives.

"so you have a twin brother?", she questioned, "and you think-"

"i think he's hooking up with my ex without telling me", atsumu explained, "she left me cause she fell for samu anyway but isn't bro code like... a thing?"

"did you really like her?", y/n questioned

"i did", atsumu nodded, "i also had this thing with another girl called chi but she chose someone else"

"wait, chi. i know chi", she pointed out, "are you talking about tetsurou?"

"how do you know kuroo and chi?"

"we met at a college party", she shrugged, "wow it really is a small world"

atsumu nodded, taking another sip from his drink, "what about you? do you have a sneaky link?"

she shook her head, "it's depressing. it'll ruin the mood."

"come on, you really seem like, burdened by feelings", atsumu insisted, "i'm all ears."

after about five minutes of nagging, she intervened.

"i've been in love with this one guy for years"

"now we're talking", he whistled, "and?"

"he didn't know and he moved away. and recently, he came back for a few weeks and we saw each other for a bit. but it didn't end well."

"that sounds rough", atsumu frowned, "you need a stronger drink, sweetheart"

"thanks", she smiled, handing her glass to the bartender again.

"so tell me", atsumu looked at her with renewed interest, "what's so special about this guy that you love him so much?"

"he's smart. like, really smart", she listed without even having to think much, "he seems frivolous but he's actually insightful. he's... more hardworking than anyone i know, he has a terrible sense of humour, he can get on your nerves if you let him."

her smile was small and a little dull.

"it's hard to love him. but it's... much harder not to."

atsumu looked surprised. "damn, that's-"

"and he fucked a famous, ridiculously hot model last night", she had a large sip of her drink. "i hate everyone. i wanna dig a grave and lay in it."

"is that where i come in?", atsumu grinned

"really?", she raised an eyebrow.

"well let's see", he began, "i'm famous and ridiculously hot and i just modelled for calvin klein so i'm basically a model too."

"and what makes you think i wanna fuck you?", she asked blatantly, making him chuckle. he gave her a bright, dimpled smile.

"sweetheart, be real."

"miya-san", the bartender interrupted their conversation, "the paparazzi's here"

atsumu looked from the cameramen outside the small bar back to y/n. "i have an amazing idea but it'll piss off my PR guys."

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"volleyball heartthrob miya atsumu caught heading out of a bar in tokyo with a mystery woman. click here to read more!"

makki snickered as he stared at the image which was undoubtedly y/n with the famous blonde before hitting send to oikawa.

"good going, champ."

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nsfw content ahead:)
warnings: face-fucking, slight dacryphilia

"oh god, you're so-", atsumu breathed, "-pretty"

y/n did not think when the day began that it would end with her making out with miya atsumu in his car.

he was a phenomenal kisser and she was insanely attracted to him.

he was holding her face, tongue in her mouth as he leaned into her. his lips were moving against hers feverishly as his other hand travelled up her skirt.

there was soft music playing in the background. the atmosphere of the car felt hot despite the air conditioner being on.

her fingers tugged at his golden hair as he gasped between kisses. his forehead was pressed to hers and the only thing on his mind was-

"my place."

she nodded and he pulled the car out of the parking lot as soon as he possibly could.

his hand was resting on her thigh all the way there. he squeezed it occasionally like a stress toy, as if to convey how impatient he felt.

his hand pinched her waist as they headed into his apartment building. his hand reached her ass in the elevator, whispering dirty things into her ear all along.

"wanna fuck you so bad", he whispered, kissing the side of her neck.

her mind brought her back to when oikawa said those exact words to her in miyagi and it made her heart drop.

but then she walked into volleyball's favourite boy's fancy new apartment and remembered.

escape. she came here to escape. to forget. there was no room for anyone else in her brain when atsumu had her pinned against the cold marble wall.

"look at me", he whispered, a hint of command in hisย  saccharine voice. his grip was harsher than his tone, pinning her wrists to the surface.

"atsumu...", she whispered, moaning as his lips crashed into hers again, "atsu- oh shit"

his erection was pressing straight against her as he voiced out his neediness.

she had to admit, hearing someone like him express just how much she turned him on was boosting her ego.

and she wanted to keep that feeling for herself so she slightly pushed him away and watched his flushed face. then she pushed him up against the wall instead.

"hi", he whispered, a bit amused as she peppered kisses along his neck and brought her hand to pull the waistband of his sweatpants.

then he gasped as she reached in and palmed at his erection. she was so fucking turned on by the way he moaned into her neck.

she pulled his cock out, feeling pre-cum already seeping out of the tip and she chuckled into his neck.

"you're so cute, pretty boy", she whispered, beginning to slowly jerk him off.

he only moaned in response, placing his hand over hers to guide her. she kissed him hard but her movements never slowed.

"f-fuck-", he pulled away to lean his head back against the wall, "oh my god"

she continued, feeling more pre-cum fall out to lubricate her strokes. he was definitely not shying away from being vocal.

"gonna cum-", he nearly fucking whimpered, not prepared for what was coming next.

"look at me", she cooed right back to him, a hint of a smirk on her passive face.

and then she was on her knees in a flash, feeling him get closer and closer to his climax. and then her lips parted. and then she let his cock hit the back of her throat instead.

atsumu let out a surprised groan, grabbing the back of her head.

"yes- oh fuck-", he used her mouth eagerly, "want me to cum in your mouth? god, sweetheart, i didn't take you for a whore."

he released into her mouth and she looked back up at him, unfazed when she swallowed.

he pushed messy hair out of his eyes as he held out his hand to help her up. "that was amazing.. holy shit."

"you're welcome", she grinned, "what's next?"

"i have a hot tub"

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atsumu's hot tub overlooked the whole city. half of it opened into the balcony. but they were sitting in the other half which was way more private. the edges were lined by wooden floors that were wide enough to sit on.

she was wearing underwear even though it wasn't doing a great job at covering up anything. both of them were sitting in silence and letting the pressure jets work their magic.

they'd had another couple of glasses of alcohol and it was safe to say they were both reasonably drunk.

they had intended to fuck immediately but the water felt too warm and nice and they were taking a break.

"how do you feel now?", tsumu asked over the sound of the water, "better?"

"your hot tub is therapeutic", she remarked, closing her eyes.

"so are your handjobs", he said in the same tone and she laughed, splashing water at his face.

and then his smile faded as his hand gripped at her thigh again. "c'mere"

she did not need to be told twice.

she swung her leg to settle down in his lap, hands holding his shoulders carefully. he tucked hair behind her ear, smiling again so his dimples were visible.

he lifted both of them up so that they were sitting at the edge of the tub. his hand absently reached around for a condom which he eventually found.

then his hand reached straight into her panties, causing her face to break into a sudden soft moan.

"atsu...", she buried her face in his neck as he shifted her panties to one side and aligned her body with the tip of his cock.

"this okay?", he whispered, kissing her neck.

she nodded, slowly and carefully sinking down. she bit his shoulder, tears pricking at her eyes as he gripped her waist tight.

"s'big", she whimpered, her words slightly slurred, "it hurts"

"i know, i know, baby", he cooed, thrusting slightly up into her and causing her to whine. "wanna fuck you dumb"

her face was wet and glistening and absolutely flushed as she began moving. he pulled down the straps of her bra, exposing her tits and groaning.

both his hands groped at her tits as she moaned and gasped and repeated his name over and over.

"fuck, you're so pretty like this", he praised, "such a good girl, aren't ya?"

he guided her movements, moaning into her shoulder from how good she felt.

her eyes were drooping, drunk on the pleasure and intoxicated by him. she left mindless open mouthed kisses along his jaw as he began fucking up into her brutally.

the rest of the world felt far away and she felt like she had successfully escaped it. all that mattered was the ecstasy that was causing her back to arch.

she could feel his tip hit her cervix over, his thick length continually pushing deeper into her. it felt too good.

"tsumu", she moaned, tears threatening to fall out, "tsum- gonna-"

"go on, baby", he whispered breathlessly, "cum for me"

her orgasm washed over her but his thrusts didn't falter, gripping her tight so he could fuck her harder than he already was.

"t-too much", tears finally flowed from her eyes and he leaned in, biting on her lip.

"you can take it, can't ya?", he encouraged, moaning at how she felt, "take it, baby."

their lips met messily again, saliva dripping out of his mouth as it moved against hers.

his hand reached down to rub her clit, causing her to moan again, pulling her from the exhaustion of her previous orgasm and triggering the arrival of another.

"baby~ gonna-", atsumu's thrusts suddenly grew erratic and deep, immediately causing her second orgasm to fall over her as she clung to him tight.

she felt him release into the condom as he sighed, softly sucking on her bottom lip as he caught his breath.

the both of them giggled and mumbled as they took a shower and she wore one of his hoodies and they huddled up into bed.

"i remind you of him", atsumu observed as she fell asleep against his chest.

"mhmm", she mumbled, "'m sorry"

"oh, don't apologise", he chuckled softly, "he's the reason i got to have mind blowing sex"

"i just... miss him", she admitted and he only smiled sadly because she sounded so unmistakably, irreparably heartbroken.

"what an asshole he is for letting go of you."

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vote if you liked the chapter it is free bb

this was honestly just an excuse to write atsumu smut cause i missed my lil meow meow.

y/n is casually working her way through the MSBY four.

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