Chapter 14: Again

                                    

                                          
As they kissed, Atsumu scooted closer and pressed his half-naked body against Omi, wrapping one arm around to his back. Omi was kissing him passionately and holding him in place with a hand in his hair, since he remembered that Atsumu liked it That Night.

                          
"Oh, god. I've been thinking about this so long," Atsumu said between kisses.
                          
"Me too," Omi replied, biting Atsumu's lower lip and drawing a groan from the blonde. He deepened the kiss for a few moments and then said, "Let's shower."
                          
They rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Atsumu started the water and then turned to Omi while he waited for the water to get hot. He looked at the raven haired spiker, never breaking eye contact, as he stripped off his shorts and boxers, leaving him naked. Desire flashed in Omi's eyes as he took in Atsumu's buff form, shoulders, abs, v-line and his sizable erection. Hot. Kiyoomi seemed to realize belatedly that he was fully dressed and broke from his trance to begin shucking off his clothes. Atsumu watched him hungrily, taking in his long legs and broad shoulders and eying his erection like he wanted a snack.
                          
It was Omi's turn to smirk as he took in the smolder in Atsumu's eyes. "Remembering again?" he asked almost conversationally. Atsumu's eyes snapped from his crotch up to his face and Omi expected a sassy reply but Atsumu just said, "Yes," in a breathy tone, making Omi harder, if that was possible.
                          
He took two steps and grabbed Atsumu by the back of the neck again, smashing their lips together and kissing him hard for several moments. They seemed to remember at the same time that the shower was running and moved to step inside the hot stream of water, taking a minute to enjoy the heat on their skin and letting the spray wet their hair. 
                          
But they didn't keep their hands off each other for long. Soon Omi was pushing Atsumu against the wall of the shower and moving to his neck to suck and place soft and not-so-soft bites there while his hand roamed down Atsumu's side and traced a path along his v-line, drawing a gasp from the setter that made Omi smile. 
                          
He reached around to cup Atsumu's ass and Atsumu moaned a little at the slight pain. Omi trailed kisses down Atsumu's chest and over his abs until he reached his throbbing length. He used his tongue to flick the tip, enjoying the little gasp that escaped from Atsumu's mouth. He swirled his tongue around a few times before taking it deep in his mouth. 
                          
Atsumu groaned at the wet heat and murmured, "We didn't do this That Night." 
                          
Omi stopped what he was doing to look up, meeting Atsumu's eyes. "Are you seriously complaining right now?"
                          
Atsumu smiled a little, "No. No complaints," he said quickly.
                          
"That's what I thought," replied Omi, going back to Atsumu's dick and continuing to suck him off. Atsumu was so freaking turned on he knew he wasn't going to last long. When Omi opened wide and took him in so deep that his head was at the back of Omi's throat, Atsumu moaned his name and shot his load.
                          
Omi was pleased with himself and stood to kiss Atsumu wildly, giving him a taste of his own cum. Atsumu was so turned on, he felt himself getting hard again. He had his hands stroking across Omi's shoulders and down his arms, feeling the rock hard muscles and hard planes. "Shit, Omi. You make me crazy."
                          
Omi growled in response, "Turn around. Now." Atsumu complied willingly, pressing his hands against the shower wall and holding his breath waiting for what would come next. Omi bit along his shoulder and the back of his neck while running his hands up and down Atsumu's sides. Atsumu felt like he was being teased because Omi was studiously avoiding touching him where he really wanted to be touched. 
                          
With his forehead against the wall of the shower, Atsumu complained again. "You're such a tease."
                          
"Am I?" said Omi, as if he didn't believe it. "Huh." He continued to move his hands along Atsumu's hips and legs, never getting near where Atsumu wanted him to touch.