This is the lemon continuation of Attitude from Book 2! If you haven't read both parts, you should to give this situation some context. Otherwise, this might seem like smut without a plot when really this is smut with a whole ass arc LMAO.

SPICE LEVEL: GHOST PEPPER

Additional warnings: kinda rough sex(?), spanking, edging, reader being dominated

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Following a delicious meal that Atsumu had brought over along with his apologies, the two of you remained snuggled up to one another on the couch as you watched your favorite show. The feeling of his arms around you, pulling you into his warmth was one that you'd missed dearly during the time you'd spent apart as a result of your dissatisfaction with his haughty attitude. You were enjoying the peace that his closeness to you brought, but you could tell that he was slightly restless.

His fingers trailed up and down the hand you had rested on his thigh, while those on the hand holding your waist ran along your shirt. In your peripheral vision, you could see his head turn towards you from time to time, his honey-colored eyes glancing over your features before he turned his attention back to the television screen. Every now and then, he planted a gentle kiss against your temple that brought a small smile to your lips.

Upon seeing his gaze stray from the show again, you looked over at him with a hint of curiosity in your eyes. A long moment of silence ensued between the two of you that Atsumu ended by giving you a soft kiss. The way your lips moved against one another to fit perfectly together sent tingles down your spine. Instinctively, your hand moved up to the side of his face so your fingers could trace his handsome features.

When your lips parted, he murmured, "I've missed you, baby girl."

"I missed you too," you replied, letting his hands slide underneath your shirt to touch your back.

"Whaddya say we save this show for later so I can give ya everything I know you want now?" he suggested, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as one of his hands made its way to the waistband of your shorts.

You cursed yourself internally for the small whimper that escaped your lips when he pressed his against the tender skin on your neck. "And what exactly is it that I want, then?" you questioned coyly.

The low chuckle that bubbled in his throat sent vibrations against your collarbone. Bringing his head beside yours and placing his mouth against the shell of your ear, he whispered seductively, "Act innocent all you want, baby girl, but I know ya love gettin' fucked harder every time we make up." The fingers he had hooked on your waistband quickly moved to your bottom to give it a firm squeeze, causing you to let out a small gasp of both surprise and delight. "That's what I thought."

"You know me so well," you breathed, adjusting your body so you were kneeling on the soft couch cushions. Your lips brushed his to tempt him into giving you another kiss as you swung one leg over his lap and hovered above his hips.

But he wasn't going to take the bait just yet.

His hooded eyes didn't waver as they locked onto your own, which you knew was one of his more subtle ways of asserting his dominance, even when his chin was nestled in your chest. "I know I've been bad," he stated, his large palm moving away from your asscheek, "but you've been naughty as well." It was challenging for you not to react prematurely when you knew what was coming. "Ignorin' my calls." He brought his hand back to your rear with a loud smack, and you cried out gently. "And my texts." Another slap echoed throughout the room. "Avoidin' me." He spanked you hard again.

"'Tsumu..." you moaned softly against his lips when he closed the gap between his and yours. You felt his tongue slide into your mouth to wrestle with yours as he deepened the kiss and pulled you down onto his lap. You could feel his bulge against your sensitive region, resulting in another moan from you that was stifled by his passionate kisses.

Retreating suddenly and leaving you with your mouth slightly agape, he suggested, "I'll give you what ya want under one condition."

"What?"

"Beg."

You hesitated a moment, and he took the opportunity to slide his hand into your shorts and run his fingers along your covered womanhood. "Please," you requested quietly, your voice reduced to a breathy whisper at his actions. He continued to tease you through your panties, while his other hand ran along your shirt to cup your breast. "I want you, babe," you whimpered, feeling your core ache with longing.

"Not convincing enough, baby girl."

He brought his teeth to your neck, gently sucking and biting on your skin. Frustrated, you slapped your hand over the one he had in your shorts and attempted to move it underneath your underwear. This earned you another firm smack on the bottom.

"Beg," he demanded once again.

"Just fuck me! Please! I want you so badly!" you cried with frustration, eliciting a snicker from your boyfriend. 

Your pleading must've done the trick, since he slid his palms under your thighs and got up from the couch so he could carry you into your room. Even though nobody was home, he still closed the door behind him out of habit before he laid your back against your mattress and crawled on top of you. You could tell how much he'd been holding himself back when he yanked off your shorts, underwear, and shirt with great speed, revealing you to his hungry eyes. Your hands latched onto his clothing to help him shed it as well. Seeing his toned body and knowing that you had access to all of it made you want him more than ever.

He allowed you to push him down onto the bed so you could take his erection in your mouth. You loved the small grunts of satisfaction that rumbled in his throat as you trailed your tongue along his shaft and let your fingers trace each muscle from his chest to his abs. You loved the way his hands gathered stray strands of your (h/l), (h/c) hair to keep them out of your face while you worked. You loved knowing that your skillful licking and sucking was getting him off. But, most of all, you loved that he was yours. No matter how bad your arguments or great your struggles, he would always be yours.

"Your turn, baby girl," he groaned, pushing your face away from his member so he could switch positions with you.

He gently tossed you down onto the bed beside him, and captured the small giggle you let out with his lips when he pressed them against yours. The sounds of delight leaving your mouth soon became more erotic when he rubbed his fingers against your sensitive area, which was already slick from his previous teasing.

"I love that you're so wet for me already," he purred, trailing his lips down to your neck. Two of his long digits pumped in and out of your core slowly, leaving you desperate for more. Arching your back at his touch gave him a subtle sign that you were enjoying his actions. Pressing his thumb against your clit, he slid another finger inside of you and kissed your stomach. You rewarded him with another mewl of satisfaction that encouraged him to replace his hand with his tongue instead.

"Ahh... Atsumu!" you breathed, face reddening and heart pounding at the sensation. He offset longer, more tantalizing licks with shorter contacts that made you tangle your fingers in his bleached hair to bring him closer to your heat. Your entire body was screaming for him and he hadn't even done much yet, showing you just how vulnerable you were to him. "I'm gonna cum," you warned once you felt a familiar twinge in your stomach that began to grow with the mounting pleasure he was giving you.

"Not yet, baby girl," he told you, pulling his face away from your womanhood and licking his lips. Seeing the pout on your sweet face made him laugh. "Oh, c'mon, (f/n)," he chuckled, bringing his lips to your neck, "don't I always get you off as many times as ya want, if not more?" Moving his head up so he could look down at you, he added, "I always make sure my beautiful girlfriend gets taken care of, don't I?"

Your throat felt unbearably dry when you swallowed and nodded in response.

"So, tell me," he murmured, dipping his head to nibble your earlobe, "Do ya wanna be treated like a good, little angel, or do you need daddy to punish ya?"

Instead of thinking, you let your lips form whatever words came first to you. "I think I've been bad, haven't I, daddy?"

"Yeah, ya have." His warm breath against your skin made you shiver. "Turn over." You obeyed his huskily spoken command, flipping yourself over onto your stomach and pressing your hands and knees into the plush duvet underneath your bodies. "You're still on birth control, right?" he questioned as he grabbed onto your hips and positioned himself at your entrance.

"Mhm."

Your entire body shuddered with anticipation as he praised, "Good girl."

Soon, you released a cry of ecstasy at feeling him push his member inside of you. You weren't the kind of couple that had sex everyday, but being away from him had made you yearn for the sensation of his dick inside of you more than usual, which was why it felt so good now. "Atsumu!" you moaned loudly as he began to thrust into you, pulling your hips against his with every stroke.

He spanked you in response to hearing his name. "Try again, (f/n)."

"Daddy," you corrected yourself to appease him.

"There ya go, baby girl."

One of his hands moved away from your hips to push your back down towards the bed. He leaned over you and rested on his hands, enveloping your body in his warmth. You instinctively arched your back, pushing your hips against his. In the position he had moved you into, his thrusts felt deeper and more intense, causing your legs to quiver with each penetration. More moans spilled out of your mouth, and when you shifted your gaze to look back at him, those determined yet lustful eyes of his filled you with more excitement. Your hands clenched the fabric beneath you.

He picked up his pace, causing the sound of your skin slapping against his to become louder and more frequent. Right when you felt as if you were about to reach your orgasm again, he withdrew and pushed your hips down. Seeing how much of a quaking mess you were after no more than a couple minutes of his actions brought a satisfied smile to his lips. Placing his hand on your waist, he rolled you over onto your back and allowed his hooded gaze to travel along every inch of your bare form.

"Daddy, please," you whimpered, chest heaving with exertion.

"Please what?" his low voice echoed, spilling onto your body when his lips latched onto your neck.

A small gasp left your mouth upon feeling his teeth biting down on your tender skin, adorning it with fresh bruises. "Please... let me finish," you breathed. Everything about him from the way his soft hums made your spine tingle to the way your body did whatever he wanted in situations like this excited you. While you enjoyed being in control sometimes, you couldn't deny the intense satisfaction you reaped from being at Atsumu's mercy.

He chuckled wryly before planting kisses against your lips. His mouth brushed yours as he said, "You'll get to cum when I feel like you've been a good girl." The gentle groan of indignation you let out was soon replaced by a loud mewl when he pushed himself inside of you again without warning. He smirked at your reaction, though his mouth hung open slightly as he released a soft grunt at having his dick embraced by your walls once more. "You're so tight; I love it."

Your legs wrapped around his torso, hips rocking against his as he thrust into you again at a maddening speed. With each withdrawal of his member from you, he buried it deeper inside you on his next stroke, making you release more breathy cries. The sight of your flushed face as you begged for him was nearly enough to make him cum, but he held out longer so he could extend your pleasure and make your climaxes feel even stronger. The animalistic look in his eyes as he watched you with his unwavering gaze, and the feeling of his warm breath dancing across your already hot skin heightened every sensation you felt as he pounded into you.

Leaning back and using his hands to push your thighs closer to your torso, he moved your legs over his shoulders. Normally, you weren't an extremely flexible person, but when it came to any sex act with Atsumu, your body suddenly became ten times more pliable. You were truly like putty in his hands, and he loved it. When he moved over you once again, stretching your legs to their limits, a lopsided grin appeared on his face at your body's lack of resistance. "Good girl."

More strained sounds of pleasure erupted from your vocal cords at the increased stimulation the position offered you. Your body was shaking intensely, your head was spinning, your lips were forming words that were almost unintelligible. Fingers digging into his back, you opened your mouth and begged for release once more. "Daddy, please! I'm so close. Please..." you pleaded, (e/c) eyes tearing up at the strength and speed of his thrusts in combination with your mounting pleasure that he wouldn't let come to fruition.

He pondered your request for a moment longer, basking in the desperation seeping from every pore in your body. Once he felt satisfied, he purred, "Cum for me, baby girl. Cum all over me like a good girl."

His response nearly brought you to your orgasm on the spot, and his name echoed around the room when you screamed it. He allowed you to move your legs so you could pull his chest down against yours as you gripped onto him while riding out your intense waves of ecstasy. Continuing to thrust into you at a dizzying speed while feeling your vagina contract around his member eventually brought your boyfriend to his climax as well. He filled you with warmth, eliciting another moan of pleasure from you while you each succumbed to the strong orgasms the other had brought on.

Breathing heavily and brushing his blonde hair away from his sweaty face, Atsumu withdrew himself from your sensitive core, slid your legs off his shoulders, and plopped down onto the bed beside you. His hand extended to you to turn your body towards his and pull you into a gentle embrace. The sticky fluids on the duvet clung to you slightly, drawing his attention to it for a moment. "Sorry for the mess, baby," he murmured and pressed a kiss against your forehead, "I'll help ya change the bed later."

"Thanks, 'Tsumu. That was the best sex I think we've ever had," you commented, lifting your chin to look into his drowsy eyes.

He smirked. "Is that so?"

You nodded and pressed your lips against his, smiling against them when his fingers trailed along your spine. "Yeah," you confirmed with a chuckle, "That felt like three orgasms in one."

"I told ya I'd take care of you," was his simple response, "Bet I can do even better, though."

Absentmindedly, your hand stroked the muscular arm he had draped over your waist as you asked in a gentle whisper, "Wanna set a new personal best sometime?"

"You know it, baby," he responded confidently, his lips curling into a self-assured grin, "Next time we have make up sex, I'll show ya." You grunted softly in disapproval at the thought of fighting with him again, causing him to give your naked body a tight squeeze. "I'm jokin', (f/n)." 

The expression on his face shifted from one of smugness to one of seriousness, and his honey-colored eyes fixed on your gaze. "Listen, I know we bicker, and argue, and disagree a lot 'cause I'm an ass and you're stubborn as hell, but I hope ya know that I'm always gonna love ya with all my heart, no matter what. Even if you eat the last rice ball, leave me on read, or get angry with me, I'll still have all the love in the world for ya, and I'll always be proud to call you mine."

Warmth washed over your entire body, and your heart thumped blissfully in your chest at hearing his confession. If there was one thing that only you knew about Atsumu, it was that his cool exterior turned to mush after you'd had sex. Whether it was whispering sweet nothings in your ear until you fell asleep, massaging your aching body, or showering you with little kisses, he always found some way to express his love for you. He didn't cut any corners during the act or after it, much to your satisfaction and surprise, since he had selfish tendencies.

Wrapping your arms around him tightly and pressing your bare body against his, you told him, "I love you so much, Atsumu." The kisses he bestowed upon your lips were gentle, yet filled with fervor. It didn't take long for his hands to start wandering again, and you had a good feeling of what to expect next.

"Since we're gonna change the sheets anyway, might as well go another round before we do. Whaddya say?" he murmured, his eyes dripping with lust and a smirk tugging at his lips.

You hummed softly, pretending to ponder his offer deeply before saying, "Try beating your new record while you're at it, baby."

His eyes didn't leave yours as he pushed you onto your back once again.

"Easy."

Oh, how you loved making amends.