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Tsukishima One-shot (sin)

hAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TsukkiBae !!!!
I hope it's a great one (filled with Haikyuu ofc)
(and yes that is an attempt at art)
~

Tsukki glazed a finger over your shuddering figure, dragging the chocolate syrup across your stomach. With your arms unmovable per his commands, you couldn't lift your head to see what he was drawing. You could only assume it was something dirty though.

"Hmm what to add next..." the blonde muttered to himself, ignoring your already apparent discomfort from the sticky substance coating your body. That didn't stop him from continuing to rummage through the array of items he had at his aid, however.

Finally deciding, he unceremoniously threw sprinkles atop your body. "Sweet as sugar, you dirty girl."

Dirty in more ways than one for sure. You were already whimpering, yet he had just barely touched your smooth skin. But now, you felt a tongue glide over your abdomen. It caused you to shake, only encouraging your partner.

Again he was sizing up the ingredients. Before long he grabbed a can of whipped cream, and gloriously dressed your chest with it. Despite his overpowering control of the situation, he allowed a dab in your mouth too.

"How should I finish my lovely dessert..."

Abrubtly standing up and leaving you to squirm in anticipation, he quickly ran out of the room. What the hell was he doing?

Soon enough he arrived back, but a hand was behind his back. Your mind wandered to all the possibilities, taking into account the various syrups and fruits it may possibly be. But contrary to your assumptions, in his hand he held a jar of cherries.

"And a cherry on top," he mused while setting it on your puckered lips. "Don't eat it, I'm saving it for later."

Along with that final sentence he gave you the other ground rules. No moving your arms still, no closing your eyes except to blink, no opening your mouth (or at least letting the cherry fall into your mouth), and to listen to whatever he says otherwise.

"Now where should I start," he purred, finally taking in his masterpiece. When your abdomen suddenly tightened up, he took it as a request. "Okay, (Name), I'll clean you up until you're sparkling. And then I'll make you dirty again."

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