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Atsumu"s kneeling on the bed, naked, his back straight and his big, fluffy tail flicking back and forth. His hands are cuffed together and attached with a short chain to the maroon and gold leather collar around his neck, effectively rendering them useless. His cock is hard, already worked to the edge a few times before being left hanging, red and leaking between his legs.
Kiyoomi is kneeling beside him, also naked, one hand around the base of Atsumu"s tail and the other cupping his jaw, keeping his head turned and his eyes on Kiyoomi. Atsumu"s whimpering, his hips twitching with need as Kiyoomi"s deft fingers play with the most sensitive part of his tail.
"You"re doing so well," Kiyoomi coos, tilting Atsumu"s head just a little to kiss the sensitive skin of his neck. "How does it feel, sweet thing?"
"G-good, Omi, feels so good," Atsumu whines, a sharp yip escaping him as Kiyoomi nips at his earlobe. "Please - ah! - please don"t stop."
"Wouldn"t dream of it, love," Kiyoomi murmurs into his neck, his fingers working Atsumu"s tail faster. "You"re so good like this, so sweet for me."
Atsumu keens when Kiyoomi pulls back and tries to nuzzle into his neck, but Kiyoomi uses his grip on Atsumu"s jaw to keep his head up.
"Eyes on me," he commands, voice soft but with a slight edge to it that he knows Atsumu recognises. "I want to see you fall."
Atsumu nods jerkily, a sob escaping him when Kiyoomi presses into the skin around the base of his tail. "Ah, Omi!"
"Mm, you like that?" Kiyoomi hums, trailing his fingers around in a circle and watching as Atsumu"s cock jumps, precome dripping onto the towel that"s covering the bed. "Do you like it when I play with your tail like this?"
Atsumu nods again, his dark eyelashes thick with unshed tears. His eyes are glazed over and his mouth is open, soft whines and yips spilling from his lips on every stroke of Kiyoomi"s fingers.
"Use your words, love," Kiyoomi urges, squeezing the base of the tail with his entire hand and feeling his own cock twitch when Atsumu gasps.
"L-like it," Atsumu hiccups, his hips slowly bucking of their own accord. "So good, w-wanna come, Omi, please ."
"That so?" Kiyoomi purrs, switching to featherlight touches that make Atsumu shiver. "Do you think you deserve to come, sweet thing?"
Atsumu nods fervently and his tail coils around Kiyoomi"s leg, the soft fur tickling his inner thigh and making him gasp. "I"ll make ya feel good, Omi, so good. Please, if I make ya feel good, can I come?"
"Oh, Atsumu," Kiyoomi coos, pressing a tender kiss to his boyfriend"s trembling lips. "You"re so good, so perfect for me. Go ahead, baby."
It"s always incredible, and slightly strange, when Atsumu wraps his tail around Kiyoomi"s dick. The fur is ticklish in a thrilling way, and it gives way to a delicious friction that Kiyoomi is hopelessly addicted to. Atsumu has perfect control over his tail and can drive Kiyoomi absolutely crazy with it if he"s in the mood.
Right now, however, Atsumu only has one goal in mind and he wastes no time. The end of his tail curls tightly around Kiyoomi"s erection and starts pumping it at a steady rhythm, just the way Atsumu knows he loves. Kiyoomi gasps and throws his head back, his hand around the base of the tail tightening.
"Oh, baby, yes," he groans, tilting his head back down to drink in the desperation in Atsumu"s molten gaze. "Just like that, fuck."
Knowing that the drag will soon be too dry, Kiyoomi reaches for the bottle of lube on the nightstand and drizzles some over his cock. Atsumu briefly makes a face as the lube sticks to his fur, but a squeeze of Kiyoomi"s fingers quickly takes his mind off it. They always clean up thoroughly afterwards, so Kiyoomi"s not worried about the current state of Atsumu"s fur.
"Keep going, sweetheart," Kiyoomi gasps, rolling his hips into the tight circle of Atsumu"s tail. His fingers never let up on their ministrations, touching and stroking the base of the tail and relishing in the needy sounds falling from Atsumu"s lips. "You"re so good for me, feel so good around my cock."
"Omi," Atsumu whimpers, a single tear rolling down his cheek as his cock jumps again, heavy and neglected. "Please, please..."
"Shh, my love," Kiyoomi soothes, using his thumb to wipe away the tear. "Make me feel good, just like you promised, and then you"ll get to come."
Atsumu whines but increases the speed of his tail, stroking Kiyoomi harder and faster. Kiyoomi curses and gasps as he fucks the tight ring, the fur tickling the shaft and tip of his cock. God, he probably shouldn"t be as into this as he is, but it"s just so good.
"Just a little more," he pants, pressing their foreheads together as he feels himself approach his peak. "Keep going, don"t stop, oh fuck ."
They"re breathing heavily in tandem, both desperately rolling their hips and chasing their orgasms. It"s not long before Kiyoomi feels the heat in his abdomen rise beyond the point of no return, and his grip on Atsumu tightens.
"You"re gonna make me come," he groans, throwing his head back again as the coil in his gut snaps. "Gonna make a mess of you, oh baby , fuck!"
Kiyoomi comes hard, spilling all over Atsumu"s tail as his orgasm crashes into him. Atsumu whimpers prettily as Kiyoomi covers him with cum, and Kiyoomi doesn"t even need to look at him to know that his desperation just increased tenfold. As he comes down he finds Atsumu"s gaze again, teary and dark, and smiles softly in his post-orgasm haze.
"You did so good, sweetheart, you were perfect," he murmurs, pulling Atsumu in for a soft kiss. "Go ahead and come, you"ve earned it."
Atsumu whines and speeds up the roll of his hips, practically fucking his tail back into Kiyoomi"s hand as his cock bounces in the air. He"s panting, mouth hanging open and his pink lips glistening with spit. He looks utterly debauched and so, so gorgeous. Kiyoomi loves him with everything he has.
"Omi," Atsumu whimpers, gripping onto Kiyoomi"s shoulder for leverage as he bucks desperately. "Omi, come, wanna come..."
"You can do it, sweet thing," Kiyoomi coos, twisting his fingers around Atsumu"s tail in just the right way. "Come for me like this, baby, just from your tail being played with."
"Mmh, ah, Omi ," Atsumu moans, his eyes glazing over even more and fox ears flattened to his skull in pleasure as he rides Kiyoomi"s hand. "I can, I can, gonna come, gonna-"
Atsumu yips as he comes, his tail twitching where it"s still wrapped around Kiyoomi"s softening dick. His cock kicks and shoots over the towel as Atsumu rides the wave out against Kiyoomi"s steady hand.
Kiyoomi holds him as he comes down, keeping him upright as he trembles through the aftershocks. Atsumu"s eyes are closed and his ears are soft, a blissful smile spreading across his face as his tail relaxes and falls onto the bed.
"How are you feeling?" Kiyoomi asks softly, pressing a chaste kiss to Atsumu"s cheek.
""M so good, Omi," Atsumu hums, leaning into Kiyoomi and nuzzling into his neck. "Sticky, though."
Kiyoomi chuckles and glances at his tail, the fur matted with lube and cum. "Shower or bath?"
"Shower first, then bath," Atsumu purrs, opening his eyes just a sliver and looking up at Kiyoomi with a dopey grin. "Carry me?"
Kiyoomi could never deny him anything. He presses a kiss to Atsumu"s forehead and steps off the bed before lifting his boyfriend up in a bridal carry. "As you wish."