"Yes, Coach"
🖤 NSFW/ E
🖤 Skts, bottomi, age gap,
🖤 Coach Miya Atsumu, Rookie Sakusa Kiyoomi
I didn't even mean to write for
@bottomiweek
but thankfully it works for a few prompts! Hehe (Power Dynamics/ Praise/Degradation)
Hear me out ~
Super busy Sakusa family that is also incredibly supportive of Kiyoomi.
They would've been fine with Kiyoomi going pro right out of high school. But, of course, their youngest son wanted to make sure he had a backup in case anything happened /when he retired. +
SKTS - A kiss to deceive //
"This is a bad idea," Kiyoomi said bluntly.
Atsumu rolled his eyes and didn't spare the other man a glance.
"You've been saying that for the past two months, yet here ya are." The blonde adjusted his suit jacket with a huff.
@yanti8ve
For those looking:
This is from the animation Mignon, which was available on Vimeo for a little while in 2023. It's currently not available unless you purchased it then but may be again in the future.
They are also the studio that did Hyperventilation, which IS still available.
Coach Atsumu, Rookie Kiyoomi. Age gap (Miya 40s/Omi 20s). Mentions of nsfw. Implied bottomi.
They just won the last game of the regular season. It was a tough game but the Black Jackals played hard and pulled out the win. Coach Miya Atsumu was proud of his players.
him dearly! They love to dote on their baby brother. They send him care packages with all his favorite snacks and products - especially ones that aren't available in Japan.
When they do get together, they are warm and loving and can see right through Omi's blunt personality.
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They travel for work a lot so they can't make his games much, but they always either catch the livestream or a recording later.
They're actually so proud of him and how much he's grown and come into himself.
His older siblings live overseas (the States and Australia) and miss +
yk how at some school events people get excited to get a glimpse of their crush...do u think some of them had this feeling too in this picture...like i bet some were secretly on the look out glancing around to find their crushes and admiring them from afar
Coach Atsumu, Rookie Kiyoomi. Age gap (Miya 40s/Omi 20s). Mentions of nsfw. Implied bottomi.
They just won the last game of the regular season. It was a tough game but the Black Jackals played hard and pulled out the win. Coach Miya Atsumu was proud of his players.
@eunnieboo
I really enjoy your alt text. I don't need it visually but I think you did a really nice job expressing each panel/page and felt the need to share!
This is really cute 🥰
Gods I love that feeling when you're really enjoying a fic/chapter and you're like oh no how much is left?! And that scroll bar is only halfway down 🥰🥰🥰
Uktk Ukatake// pt1.SFW
Ukai always stresses the importance of a proper meal. He expects his friends, family, & team to eat well.
His friends tease him that skipping a meal is still better for them than smoking. He just waves them off.
They're not wrong... but still!
So, when
Atsumus slowly pulled away from Kiyoomi, keeping his eyes locked on the other man. He licked his now slightly swollen lips and turned to the man to answer, "Ah," he said with a cheeky grin, "I thought that was pretty obvious."
"I'll take care of you the way you need. Will you let me do that? Will you let me take you to my bed?" Kiyoomi already feels like he's floating as he breaths out, "Yes. Please. Please take care of me."
Kiyoomi somehow ended up sitting next to the coach. The coach that he's been fantasizing about for years, even before joining the team. The coach that made him sign with the Jackals. The coach who has his scuplted thigh pressed up against his own.
Atsumu barely has the words out before Kiyoomi's answers with a panicked, "no!" The older man chuckles at that and moves to cup his cheek, which Kiyoomi leans into. "Mm, don't worry then, I'll take care of you," Atsumu says brushing his thumb across Omi's cheek.
Heat rises to Omi's face when Atsumu's pinkie grazes his chub. He squirms a little bit but when he makes no move to get away from that beautiful, strong, veiny hand, Atsumu moves to gently cup him. He covers his groan with a little cough and dares another look over at Atsumu.
@ftwsakuatsu
As a long time library worker... I can confirm that 1. Library workers are super queer and 2. A lot of them are also super kinky lol
I am here for this yup
"Oh my god you two are you ok? It got so quiet, all I could hear was heavy breathing." It was Atsumu's turn to blush.
"Yeah, yeah," he glanced up to find Kiyoomi already looking at him, "we're good."
// Fin
Atsumu reaches in front of Kiyoomi to grab something and a hint of cologne hits him at the same time a hand hits his thigh. He sucks in a sharp breath and glances over at Atsumu, who is still talking with another player as he leans back and does not remove his hand.
Kiyoomi stares, eyes wide, before he nods and lets out a breathy "yes, Coach." That darkness that Kiyoomi saw before flashes in Atsumu's features briefly causing heat to pool in Kiyoomi's belly. Is this really happening?
Uktk / Ukatake
Tattoo/piercer Ukai flower shop owner Takeda!!!!!
Ukai smoking out in the alley that has a window to the flower shop and Takeda coming out to yell at him and stops in his tracks!!! Then yells at him but now he's blushing!!
"Sorry, Specks, I'll be more careful 😉"
Kiyoomi is having a minor (major) freakout but before he can spiral further, Atsumu starts rubbing his thumb across his thigh. He accesses the situation as best he can. He knows his Coach has had a few beers, but he doesn't know how much more than that.
'Here' was currently one of nicest mansions in Tokyo during a party full of elites. An event and building filled with all the things one might desire, which is exactly why they were there. Atsumu and Kiyoomi were not part of the who's who but actually part
of a small team of thieves known as MSBY. They weren't a well known group, but they were packed with talent. They usually took on small jobs and prided itself on a Robin Hood approach; steal from the rich and all that.
Before he can answer, Atsumu responds, "ah yeah, Omi Omi's had a bit, want me to take you home, kid?" He asks Omi with a pointed look. A look and question that carries much more meaning than it seems.
Fuck that person dunking on non-native English speakers/writers. Fuck all the way off. There is no place for you here.
I have SO much respect for anyone using/learning English as a 2nd+ language. English is fucked up!! And you're doing so great just trying!!! Jfc I'm so mad
This time he meets Atsumu's gaze. Heat. Desire. And something darker. Kiyoomi forgets to breathe for a moment. He feels the rush of heat to his face but can't look away. Atsumu lifts a glass to his lips and Kiyoomi's eyes dart down before he can help himself.
Just thinking about older Shoyo and Wakatoshi at a dinner party with their friends. A few glasses of wine in and everyone is enjoying themselves.
Everyone there has known each other for well over a decade now. The mood is warm and friendly.
The older man occasionally takes his hand off while he's speaking to gesticulate, but as soon as he's done, it goes right back on Kiyoomi's leg, but slightly higher and closer to his crotch.
Needless to say, the team was thrilled and hustled to clean up.
"Coach Atsumu, are you coming with us?"
"Aww ya don't want an old man like ME there!" He jokes before continuing, "Ya bet your asses I'll be there!" They all laugh along with him and holler with enthusiasm.
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He loved and hated the extra drills. He demanded excellence from all his players but Atsumu pushed him so hard. The work was hard but getting to spend one-on-one time with Atsumu always riled Kiyoomi up.
"Alright everyone, I think this old man is done for the night," Atsumu addresses whoever will listen. He's met with protests but he just chuckles and shakes them off. "Don't worry, you can keep going, and yes it'll go on the team card." Hoots and hollers sound out.
Kiyoomi is overwhelmed by that contact alone. He's dreamt about those thighs, still so powerful but with a slight softness to them. Kiyoomi has always wanted to bite them. The thought causes him to flush.
No one else seems to notice the tension between them - too inebriated or involved in their own conversations. Atsumu eyes dance around Kiyoomi's face gauging him and apparently likes what he sees as his eyes crinkle with mirth.
He knows Coach is still conversing and completely cogent. It doesn't seem like a drunken mistake. Kiyoomi relaxes into the touch without even realizing and thinks he catches a slight uptick at the corner of Atsumu's mouth.
They'd really pushed themselves hard this season and it showed.
The post-game locker room is full of excitement, everyone is still a little high from the win. Atsumu interrupts their celebrations to announce they're taking over their favorite izakaya and everything's on him.
I don't care, I love the omega volleyball athlete angst of not looking/acting/being like what omegas are expected to be.
Yes, hurt and feel insecure about your body and then let someone(s) build you back up and help you get your confidence. Get them to love themselves.
FUCK
Kiyoomi played a great game and is still on a bit of a high from it. He's not a drinker but does accept the first round at the izakaya. He switches out for water on the following orders, but no one except Atsumu notices.
"You two look great!" A voice chirped in their comms, "very suave."
"Oo, suave, nice one," another voice chimed in.
"Thanks Sho!" Atsumu said quietly as he reached for a nearby food tray. Kiyoomi swatted his hand, "Seriously?"
"What? I might as well?"
"Alright, let's get you home then," he says. They gather themselves, and Atsumu stops by the host and makes sure they know to charge the tab. Kiyoomi does not miss how Atsumu sanitizes his hands on the way out either.
The hand in his hair tightened and lips parted which allowed Atsumu's tongue to explore onto Kiyoomi mouth. But it wasn't that easy. They fought for dominance in the kiss just as they did in life.
He doesn't know what to think or feel. His mind wandered to the last time Atsumu had him stay after for extra drills. Everyone else had left by the time they finished, so Kiyoomi had the locker room and showers to himself.
So when an opportunity arose to steal from one of the wealthiest men in Tokyo came around, they jumped at the chance. They prepared for two months leading up to the event. Stake outs, intel collection, payoffs...everything to get in.