Title: Intimate Ship/Character: Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu Additional Characters: Akaashi Keiji and Komori Motoya mentioned, Iwaizumi/Oikawa implied Fandom: Haikyû!! Major Tags: None Other Tags: a little bit sexy, they're horny, still the Bridgerton AU thing with omegaverse, implied Keiji is Kiyoomi's brother (but he's an omega), banter and fluff, they're in love your honour and engaged Word Count: 782 words Remix Permission:See Permissions Sheet
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Atsumu tilted his head to grant his betrothed better access to his neck. Elongated canines toying dangerously with the high-quality collar as if to tear it down and get access to the mating gland hidden underneath.
The huffs of the Alpha above him made him shiver and his grip tightened around jet-black curls. In the end, his protest came out more like a moan.
“Omiiii”
The man grumbled, more like indignation at being interrupted than in anger.
Atsumu chuckled.
“Come on, Omi. The Ceremony is about to staaaart.”
A long strip of tongue tickled his neck up to his ear.
“Taste so good, Tsumu.”
The Alpha whispered in his ear. Despite his voice being full of desire, he had detached his mouth from his neck and the Omega patted his hair, a low rumble going out of his chest.
“Good Alpha. Perfect. So good to me.”
The dark green took a moment to come back to his iris.
“Better now?”
Kiyoomi’s eyes turned the faintest of pink and Atsumu had to repress a laugh.
“Come on, Omi. We’re already late to the Ceremony.”
The tall, muscular and handsome head to the wealthiest Duchy of the country whined like a toddler against his mate-to-be’s chest.
“Don’t wanna go, Tsumu.”
“Omi! You can’t just ditch the Royal celebrations! King Hajime might not care but Tooru is crafty, he might just refuse to give His blessing to our union if we don’t show up!”
“I’d like to see him try! We were supposed to get married today. It was our day. We even made sure to pick a time when our cycles would synchronise during our Honeymoon.”
“Yes, I know. Stupid Royals taking precedence over everyone else. Even a Duke.”
Dark eyes bore into golden.
“I want to make you my consort now. I want you to be my mate.”
Atsumu cupped his face, leaving kisses after each word.
“And I want to be yours, Omi. So fucking bad.”
He drew his handsome face closer before the Omega pushed it back.
“But. Our families would kill us if we eloped. Especially Samu! You know he would hunt us down.”
Kiyoomi sighed.
“He would. And Motoya would help him.”
“They spent way too much time and energy and money on our wedding for us not to attend. Especially now that it had to be reported.”
“I must say, as furious as I am that the Royal Couple stole our wedding date, knowing that everyone in our family is equally if not angrier at them than we are makes me feel just the tiniest bit better.”
Atsumu chuckled.
“I know! When we got the invitation I was sure Samu was gonna tear it down in front of the poor messenger and tell him to stick it where the sun doesn’t shine.”
Kiyoomi joined in his laughter.
“Motoya and Keiji got so quiet. Then they smiled and thanked them but you could see the murderous intent in their eyes.”
“No yelling?”
Kiyoomi grinned.
“Not until the messenger had left. Motoya was just screaming ‘A WEEK?? WHO PLANS A ROYAL WEDDING AND CORONATION IN A WEEK?!’ Keiji didn’t yell but he took the porcelain vase that had been a gift from the Royal family when the Sakusa became a Duchy lineage and smashed it against our Father’s portrait.”
Atsumu whistled.
“I wish I could have been there to see it.”
The Alpha caressed his Omega’s cheek.
“You soon will be, my love. At the Sakusa estate, for good. You won’t have to leave anymore for the sake of propriety.”
“Well, I’m not so much afraid of the Tone’s gossip. Especially with your brother and cousin also living at the Manor. And I’m definitely not afraid of you taking liberties with me before we’re wed, my Lord.”
Kiyoomi growled.
“Don’t. Tempt me. I’ve worked so hard to keep your chastity intact until the wedding night.”
“I know, I’ve tried hard to make you help me get rid of it! Well, it’s only a matter of days now. I’ll finally get what I’ve always wanted.”
Kiyoomi raised an eyebrow.
“Sex?”
Atsumu laughed.
“Idiot! I meant you. Since the first time I saw you. I thought you were the grumpiest man I had ever and will ever have the displeasure to meet. I knew you just had to be mine.”
Their lips met in a sweet kiss before Kiyoomi finally detached himself from his Omega and got up. He extended a hand.
“Come, my love. We have a Coronation to attend, and a union blessing to secure.”
Atsumu took his hand giggling.
“Considering how late we are, we will definitely become the centre of attention. King Consort Tooru won’t like it.”
FILL : TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
Ship/Character: Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu
Additional Characters: Akaashi Keiji and Komori Motoya mentioned, Iwaizumi/Oikawa implied
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: a little bit sexy, they're horny, still the Bridgerton AU thing with omegaverse, implied Keiji is Kiyoomi's brother (but he's an omega), banter and fluff, they're in love your honour and engaged
Word Count: 782 words
Remix Permission: See Permissions Sheet
Feel free to ignore this but it now exists...
***
Atsumu tilted his head to grant his betrothed better access to his neck. Elongated canines toying dangerously with the high-quality collar as if to tear it down and get access to the mating gland hidden underneath.
The huffs of the Alpha above him made him shiver and his grip tightened around jet-black curls. In the end, his protest came out more like a moan.
“Omiiii”
The man grumbled, more like indignation at being interrupted than in anger.
Atsumu chuckled.
“Come on, Omi. The Ceremony is about to staaaart.”
A long strip of tongue tickled his neck up to his ear.
“Taste so good, Tsumu.”
The Alpha whispered in his ear. Despite his voice being full of desire, he had detached his mouth from his neck and the Omega patted his hair, a low rumble going out of his chest.
“Good Alpha. Perfect. So good to me.”
The dark green took a moment to come back to his iris.
“Better now?”
Kiyoomi’s eyes turned the faintest of pink and Atsumu had to repress a laugh.
“Come on, Omi. We’re already late to the Ceremony.”
The tall, muscular and handsome head to the wealthiest Duchy of the country whined like a toddler against his mate-to-be’s chest.
“Don’t wanna go, Tsumu.”
“Omi! You can’t just ditch the Royal celebrations! King Hajime might not care but Tooru is crafty, he might just refuse to give His blessing to our union if we don’t show up!”
“I’d like to see him try! We were supposed to get married today. It was our day. We even made sure to pick a time when our cycles would synchronise during our Honeymoon.”
“Yes, I know. Stupid Royals taking precedence over everyone else. Even a Duke.”
Dark eyes bore into golden.
“I want to make you my consort now. I want you to be my mate.”
Atsumu cupped his face, leaving kisses after each word.
“And I want to be yours, Omi. So fucking bad.”
He drew his handsome face closer before the Omega pushed it back.
“But. Our families would kill us if we eloped. Especially Samu! You know he would hunt us down.”
Kiyoomi sighed.
“He would. And Motoya would help him.”
“They spent way too much time and energy and money on our wedding for us not to attend. Especially now that it had to be reported.”
“I must say, as furious as I am that the Royal Couple stole our wedding date, knowing that everyone in our family is equally if not angrier at them than we are makes me feel just the tiniest bit better.”
Atsumu chuckled.
“I know! When we got the invitation I was sure Samu was gonna tear it down in front of the poor messenger and tell him to stick it where the sun doesn’t shine.”
Kiyoomi joined in his laughter.
“Motoya and Keiji got so quiet. Then they smiled and thanked them but you could see the murderous intent in their eyes.”
“No yelling?”
Kiyoomi grinned.
“Not until the messenger had left. Motoya was just screaming ‘A WEEK?? WHO PLANS A ROYAL WEDDING AND CORONATION IN A WEEK?!’ Keiji didn’t yell but he took the porcelain vase that had been a gift from the Royal family when the Sakusa became a Duchy lineage and smashed it against our Father’s portrait.”
Atsumu whistled.
“I wish I could have been there to see it.”
The Alpha caressed his Omega’s cheek.
“You soon will be, my love. At the Sakusa estate, for good. You won’t have to leave anymore for the sake of propriety.”
“Well, I’m not so much afraid of the Tone’s gossip. Especially with your brother and cousin also living at the Manor. And I’m definitely not afraid of you taking liberties with me before we’re wed, my Lord.”
Kiyoomi growled.
“Don’t. Tempt me. I’ve worked so hard to keep your chastity intact until the wedding night.”
“I know, I’ve tried hard to make you help me get rid of it! Well, it’s only a matter of days now. I’ll finally get what I’ve always wanted.”
Kiyoomi raised an eyebrow.
“Sex?”
Atsumu laughed.
“Idiot! I meant you. Since the first time I saw you. I thought you were the grumpiest man I had ever and will ever have the displeasure to meet. I knew you just had to be mine.”
Their lips met in a sweet kiss before Kiyoomi finally detached himself from his Omega and got up. He extended a hand.
“Come, my love. We have a Coronation to attend, and a union blessing to secure.”
Atsumu took his hand giggling.
“Considering how late we are, we will definitely become the centre of attention. King Consort Tooru won’t like it.”
“Good.”