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The sun had long set and the quietness of night had taken over in the quiet side streets of Osaka as Osamu fell into bed utterly exhausted. If it wasn’t for the fact his boyfriend was visiting he would have already fallen asleep, too exhausted from a full days work in the restaurant.
“Are you going to sleep,” Suna spoke beside him, even though Osamu’s eyes were closed he could feel the others’ piercing gaze.
Osamu cracked his eyes open enough to look at his boyfriend and hummed back a response to let him know he was at least still awake. It had been a month since Suna last visited and they’ve done nothing but spare a few tired kisses before Osamu fell asleep or claimed he had to be up early the next day. Suna was frustrated in certain ways if he had to admit it. It didn’t help that Osamu had not been that receptive to any nudes or invitations for certain facetime activities while they were apart.
He understood his boyfriend’s work exhausted him, getting up at 5 every morning and on his feet until nine at night was tiring. If there was one thing Suna was sure about it was the fact that Osamu was overworking himself, he had long tried getting the other to hire more staff but Osamu claimed it just wasn’t in the budget.
Fuck the damn budget Suna missed him. Determined, he leaned in for a kiss starting off slow to gauge how intense Osamu wanted it to go. The past 2 nights he was back Osamu ended them before they got too heated. The kiss stayed quite slow until Suna decided it was time to start running his tongue along Osamu’s lip and before he knew it Osamu began kissing back harder. Desperate for more Suna’s hand’s began searching for more of Osamu to latch onto before settling onto running them up and down his bare chest.
The added touch seemed to have escalated the makeout session to one of ragged breaths squeezed between deep kisses.
“Rin,” Osamu whispered, pulling away slightly, “I’ve got work.”
“This won’t take long.” Suna replied quickly, moving back in for the kiss.
Osamu reciprocated for a few seconds before suddenly coming to a screeching halt.
“It’s getting late,” He said with a shy smile, rubbing his hands up and down Suna’s shoulders.
The comforting gesture didn’t do anything to lessen the blow of Osamu’s clear avoidance of anything past kissing. Suna respected Osamu’s boundaries but all of this with no explanation was beginning to piss him off. Usually within his first hour inside the small apartment they were already half naked stumbling to the bedroom or if they were particularly impatient they would do it right there on the couch.
“What’s going on?” Suna tried prying as nicely as he could but his hurt that was turning into anger couldn’t help but creep in.
Osamu looked back making eye contact only for a few seconds before quickly looking away, eyebrows furrowed slightly, “Nothin’ just tired.”
As much as Osamu tried to be a successful liar, Suna knew him far too well. A friendship since they were fifteen meant Suna knew pretty much all of his boyfriend’s tells and the clear avoidance of eye contact and eyebrows unconsciously furrowed only meant one thing.
“I can tell when you lie you know.” Suna mumbled before letting out a huff and getting up off the bed, “Why won’t you have sex with me?”
“Rin,” Osamu let out a sigh and dragged his palm over his face, “Can we talk about this later, just- just not now-”
“No, I want to talk about it now because you haven’t seemed interested at all in me for the past entire month. So forgive me for asking what’s wrong.” Suna snarked back, his anger getting the best of him.
“I understand you’re tired and stressed from work and I believed you but now I’m just doubting myself cause you’re clearly not telling me something.” Suna wouldn’t consider himself insecure in his relationship, but not even he could ward off the thoughts of Osamu possibly not being interested in him anymore after a month of distance when it came to anything remotely sexual.
Osamu looked back with tired eyes before reaching his arm back to awkwardly rest it on his neck.
“I- I can’t get-.” He mumbled, turning his face to look away from the other.
“What?” Suna stared back in slight confusion, Osamu’s mumbling trailed off into something unintelligible.
“I can’t get it up.” Osamu spat out, sounding more angry in an effort to try and cover up his own embarrassment.
“Samu look at me.” Suna made his way to sit back on the bed, trying to coax his partner into facing him.
After a few seconds to recollect himself Osamu turned to face his boyfriend still not managing to fully look him in the eyes. He knew it was stupid but he could feel his face burning up with embarrassment.
“Is that it?” Suna asked wryly, thinking all of this was a bit over dramatic for such a benign problem.
Picking at a few bobbles on the sheets, Osamu nodded slowly.
Suna couldn’t help but let out a small laugh in relief it wasn’t something more serious and the ridiculousness of his boyfriend. Although Osamu tended to be less dramatic than Atsumu, it was moments like this that made it abundantly clear that the two were twins.
“What? Rin stop laughing. It’s embarrassin’ and stupid.” Osamu whined back, covering his face in his hands.
“Sorry, it’s just you could have just told me. There’s nothing embarrassing about it, that's normal.” Suna responded with a sorry smile on his face.
Osamu still didn’t look convinced.
“For how long?” Suna asked nonchalantly while leaning back against the headboard, trying to make the conversation seem more casual for Osamu’s sake.
“A month, I think.”
Suna nodded, despite knowing the other still wasn’t looking at him, “With how much you work and how stressed you are, it makes sense.”
“‘M not stressed, I just work a lot.” Osamu quipped back defensively as if it was at all true.
Not wanting to argue, Suna settled with simply rolling his eyes. The statement that Osamu was stressed was as true as the sky was blue. Both him and Atsumu had been having side chats about how every time they saw the other the circles under his eyes had grown or how he had admitted to skipping proper meals even on his ‘days off’ because he had to record stock or sort out schedules. Needless to say, the two were worried about him and Suna could only fit so many visits to Osaka in between his training and match schedule.
“We can still do stuff you know, I don’t mind if you don’t.” Suna added after a beat of silence.
Osamu finally looked back at him although in slight confusion, “You know that means I can’t fuck you right?”
A sly grin fell over Suna’s face, “I know, but I could fuck you.”
It was usually the other way around, but Suna would be lying if he were to say he hadn’t been planning on requesting it in one of his coming visits. The eye contact was short lived as Osamu’s face lit up bright red at the suggestion.
“Maybe you just need a change of pace.” Suna smiled back sweetly, relishing in how cute his boyfriend was when flustered.
Pulling at a few stray hairs at his nape Osamu nodded his head slightly.
“Yeah, can we?” He agreed after some time thinking.
“Of course.”
Before he knew it their lips had found each other and Suna was taking off his shirt.
“Can I or do you want to?” Suna asked, motioning towards Osamu’s ass to see if he wanted to prepare himself or if he would let Suna do it.
“I- I’ll do it.” Osamu opted.
Suna nodded and pulled back slightly to retrieve the lube that was in Osamu’s nightstand.
Once opened, Osamu held out his hand before carefully sticking a finger in himself. He wouldn’t consider himself voyeuristic in nature but god when Osamu’s brows furrowed and each muscle tensed when he hit a certain spot Suna couldn’t help but think he could watch it for hours.
“‘Samu.” Suna called out to get the other’s attention, he wanted to help, the overwhelming need to graze his hands slowly over each flexed muscle and run his tongue along Osamu’s lips was rampant.
Osamu looked up slightly, “I- I know it’s still not-”
“Stop worrying about it, as long as you feel good I don’t care.” Suna responded back, still dazed from the sight before him. He felt like a horny teenager again after a month of chastity from his boyfriend, “Do you?”
Osamu nodded. That was all the confirmation Suna needed as he closed the gap between them by latching his mouth onto Osamu’s, before running his mouth down towards his neck and sucking slightly. Suna’s hands made their way back to Osamu’s lips, tracing the outline of his partially opened mouth, hot breaths hitting them.
Suna didn’t know what overtook him but before he knew it his fingers escalated from just grazing Osamu’s bottom lip to being fully inside his mouth. Osamu’s tongue quickly found it’s way to wrapping itself around his boyfriend's long fingers. It was something neither of them had done before and Suna decided to pull out.
“I didn’t mean-” Suna said breathily, before being cut off.
“No- put them back.” Osamu practically begged back.
“What?” Suna asked again to make sure.
Clearly impatient, Osamu grabbed Suna’s wrist and guided him back to his mouth.
Quickly Suna’s expression morphed from one of confusion to lust at the action as he obeyed Osamu’s demands. Suna knew Osamu enjoyed giving oral, it was one of the activities he would often ask to perform on Suna, but this was a new discovery.
Testing the waters Suna added another finger and began to pry around inside the other's mouth which only caused Osamu’s mouth to tighten and loosen rhythmically around them as he did when giving Suna a blowjob. The action caused a low moan from Osamu who upon hearing himself looked a bit shocked. Suna let out a small laugh.
“Rin.” Osamu pulled back and looked at Suna’s fingers covered in his own spit. He should’ve found it disgusting but he couldn’t be farther from it.
Suna stared back confused as to why the other suddenly pulled back before he felt something poking his upper thigh and looking down he realised it was Osamu’s dick.
The couple stared back at each other in amazement before Osamu let his head fall back while releasing a sigh of relief with a muttered ‘Jesus’.
“Keep going before it goes down.” Osamu demanded as Suna was still a good distance away, revelling in the fact he discovered a new one of Osamu’s turn ons, “Put it in.”
Suna nodded eagerly, moving back towards Osamu.
“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted you these past few weeks.” Suna muttered slightly breathlessly as he began to put himself inside Osamu.
“God ya sound- ah- like a horny teenager,” Osamu drawled slightly broken up when Suna put his full length in.
“So what? It’s true.” Suna leaned back down to pepper kisses along Osamu’s neck.
Suna started off slow, pacing himself, knowing if he started too fast he would finish way too fast himself from a month of celibacy and how turned on he was with his dick inside his boyfriend.
“Hey- do, it again.” Osamu muttered from underneath him, opening his mouth for his boyfriend to stick his fingers in.
Humming back a positive affirmation Suna shoved his fingers into his boyfriend’s mouth forcefully, too caught up in the fire brewing in his lower stomach from arousal, eliciting a slight gag from the other.
“Sorry-” Suna panted out an apology only to realise Osamu closed his mouth around his fingers to stop the other from pulling them out and that he was even harder than before.
“Oh, you liked that?” Suna smirked back, pushing a third finger in and letting Osamu’s tongue have it’s way with them.
In all honesty, Osamu looked a mess. His eyes watery from the earlier gag while a slight trail of spit at the corner of his mouth and his face flushed in a mixture of arousal and embarrassment from the obscenity of the whole situation was all Suna could have dreamed of. Knowing he was the one causing Osamu to pant and writhe after a month of not even being able to get his dick up was enough to almost send him teetering towards the edge. But this was about Osamu, he should at least hold out until he finished.
Thrusting harder, Suna decided to add some resistance to Osamu’s tongue and lips by prodding against the movements slightly. This seemed to do it as Osamu’s body tensed more underneath him and searching for release Osamu’s hand reached down to jerk off his own cock.
“I’m gonna-” Suna muttered, realising Osamu was close.
After only a few more seconds he felt warmth splatter over his chest and Osamu’s mouth went slack with deep heavy breaths. That was all he needed to send him over the edge and before he knew it his own thrusts began to slow as he rode out his own relief.
Suna let his arms give out and dropped onto Osamu’s chest, letting out a quiet whine as he realised the large trail of Osamu’s cum that had splattered onto both of them was now sandwiched between them like glue.
Osamu chuckled slightly in relief, “We did it.”
Garnering what strength he had left Suna propped himself onto one elbow and looked up at Osamu with a tired smile.
“See you just had to stop worrying about it.” Suna responded before thinking for a split second, “And maybe we just had to find a new turn on, who knew you liked the taste of my fingers so much?”
Osamu’s brow furrowed in slight embarrassment. It made sense in theory Osamu loved eating and even when he wasn’t eating a meal or snacking on something he would often be chewing on gum or a toothpick. This translated to his love of anything being in his mouth in bed Suna figured.
“You must love going to the dentist huh?” Suna asked with a teasing smirk, side eyeing Osamu.
At that Osamu shoved him off and sat up in annoyance.
“Shut up, would ya.”