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"caught red handed." - miya atsumu.
omega!miya atsumu x top!reader
wc: 1.4k 🥴 oopsie daisy
summary: it's all bullshit. social higharchy my ass. but the sweet omega smell of the blonde miya twin and the flushed stare he gave you gets the setter in a very, interesting, position.
cw: con noncon, somnophilia, a/b/o dynamics, weed use/mentions, breeding, belly bulge, gangbang mention, voyeurism if you squint, degradation, light feminization (calling ass a cunt), mild dumbification, brat!atsumu if you squint
a/n: i do not remember the last time i ever published my work please bare with me lol. i've also only watched like two episodes of haikyuu. not proofread, its 9:00 AM and i haven't slept
IMPORTANT: I NO LONGER WRITE FOR HAIKYUU
it's all bullshit.
thats what you told yourself, watching everyone have their coming of age moments. alpha this, omega that. it was a crock of shit.
the social aspect at least. the physical aspect was all too real. the girls in your college algebra class talked about the different suppressors they were put on, and the boys bullied the few omega males in the locker room when their scent was overwhelming.
you couldn't really care for it. social higharchy was never something that interested you. your sister dubbed you a sigma when you shared this with her; thus yelling at her to fuck off.
it made sense. you could be an alpha if you really tried, but cared more about getting high than being an upstanding citizen. it was alright, you didn't mind.
spring was hell for everyone. people often missed school and work for one reason or another during it. it got to the point that spring break got extended and applied to the work force to accommodate.
you took this chance to chill with your friends and fuck around. it was dubbed osamu's turn to host.
only now was that seeming to be a horrible idea.
atsumu, osamu's twin brother, was stuck at home doubling up doses for the spring time. osamu told him to not leave his room while his friends were over; if the faint omega smell wasn't enough to rile up a group of delinquents.
atsumu was horrible at following instructions. after about the fourth blunt rotation the smell of weed seemed to disappear. the sweet smell of an unmarked omega wafted through the apartment.
"i'm only here to get a drink man, piss off." he told his twin, desperately trying to ignore the hungry eyes on him.
atsumu was known for masking his omega-ness. he didn't pretend he wasn't one, no, just avoided the concept like the plague. spring time made it almost impossible for him to keep that facade up.
"you stink, 'sumu." osamu spoke, jokingly pinching his nose. atsumu rolled his eyes, grabbing a soda can from the fridge. "at least i don't reak of weed." he combated. he took a glance at the group in the living room and felt small under the gaze of his brothers friends. his eyes caught yours, and his breath caught in his throat.
you weren't an alpha, right? the only alpha in the room was his brother. everyone else was a beta or some other. but god, his knees almost buckled under your gaze.
the sleezy smile you sent him made blood rush south. he couldn't move, and you wouldn't stop staring.
"oi, stop eye fucking my brother, (Y/N)." osamu smacked you upside the head, not focusing long enough to notice the wink you shoot atsumu. he makes a b-line to his room, shutting the door behind him.
everything felt hot. have you always been that, attractive? he's seen you at their volleyball games, hunched over in the bleachers and ragging on his brother afterwards. why did he feel this way now?
atsumu has been through enough springs to know the only way to fix this by himself. still against the door, his hand shakily went under his sweats. he barely grazed his cock and he moaned, his free hand flying over his mouth. he paused, listening for any hints that someone heard him, before fishing his small cock out of his sweats.
it took all he had to not moan like a whore just to his own stimulation. it became increasingly more difficult as his brain wandered.
what if it was your hand fisting his cock? what would you tell him when you forced his smaller body on your knot? how would you smell as you used him?
he didn't even notice he was getting louder, his hand doing little to muffle any sounds he made. "(Y-Y/N)- fuck! please!" he whined, bucking his hips to meet his hand.
he came for the first time that evening whimpering your name, knees threatening to buckle as he did.
if only he knew the smirk on your face as you heard his wonton moans on your way to the bathroom.
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a lot of weed and bad horror films took out a lot on your little posse. osamu and you being the only ones remaining. osamu told you to not fuck anything up, he was going to his room. the mumbled affirmation you sent him was all he needed before disappearing down the hallway. you waited for the click of the door locking before standing.
maybe it was the weed talking. maybe the sleep deprivation from midterms. you couldn't put a finger on what pulled you to the blonde miya twin's room.
he looked so cute sleeping. all sprawled out with the blanket barely even covering him. he slept nude, it was like he knew you were gonna fuck him!
silently tugging your pants open, hand slowly jacking your cock to full mast as you positioned between the legs of the starfished setter.
three fingers later and atsumu was still fast asleep. his little omega cock now leaking precum and slick covering his puckered hole allowed you to deem him ready.
pushing the tip in, he finally stirred. his eyes squeezed tighter and tried to push away from you. "shh, it's okay baby." you whispered, pushing hair out of his face. something in you pushed forward, everything up to the thick knot at the base inside of the sleeping miya boy.
well, previously sleeping. the intrusion making his eyes flutter open. blinking away the sleep in his eyes, he realized what was happening. when he did, he started to fight back.
"hey hey, shh baby. you want this, don'tcha? otherwise you wouldn'tve been jacking your little cock to the thought of me earlier." his eyes widened at your words, and kept trying to push you off of him. his hands pushing at your hips and lips pouting.
how cute.
swiftly pinning his wrists above his head with one hand and holding his hips down with the other, you stared into his eyes. the moonlight caught his blown pupils perfectly; illuminating the cocky smirk that formed on your face just right for him too.
he yelped when you pulled back and slammed back in. not breaking eye contact, his body thrashed as you thrusted your cock into his tight little cunt. he resisted the best he could, but the way his cunt clenched around your cock told you he was loving every second of this.
it didn't take long for him to stop thrashing, whining and moaning as you abused his prostate. he felt your hand go to his tummy, rubbing the bulge that appeared every time you thrusted into him. the knowledge made him moan out loud.
"keep that up and your brother will catch us, baby. or worse, one of the others in the living room. don't think i could stop them from further destroying you if they saw us." atsumu whined in response. "or would you like that? taking multiple knots to satisfy your omega cunt?" he glared at you but clenched harder at your words. "such a slutty cunt, omega. you know what? be loud. let everyone know who's cock you're losing yourself to." atsumu opened his mouth to talk, only weak whimpers leaving his throat.
"did i already fuck you stupid? oh baby, you're too cute. babbling like an idiot on my cock." he shook his head. "'m not an idiot." he barely managed. a chuckle verbarated in your chest.
"no, you're not are you? you're no idiot, you're a dumb whore f'me." the setter whined again, hips pushing back against your thrusts. he bit his lip to muffle his cries as he came.
"dumb whore came just from some mean words? pathetic." he could feel your knot swelling every time you thrusted in his hole. he nearly came again just from the thought of you knotting him.
"'m gonna give you my pups, 'tsumu." you breathed, thrusts starting to falter slightly. "all mine?" he weakly asked. you smiled and cupped his cheek.
"yeah, all for you 'tsu." for the first time that night you kissed him, finally thrusting your knot into his tight heat, swallowing his moans as you filled him with your cum. he felt so warm and full, euphoric. he came again with you.
he went to push away, thinking you were done. your stronger arms pushed him back down.
"who said we were done, baby? gotta make sure it sticks, right?"
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