*Ding~

Bzzt. Bzzt.

Mission 8:

《Get Miya Atsumu to wear a skirt》

Reward: 175 points
Failure results in penalty spin.
Time limit: 66 hours, 47 minutes

Good Luck!
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Osamu had texted and asked for M/N to come over to his house to have fun, and without a second thought, M/N had agreed, which prompted Osamu to instantly send his own address over to our beloved main character.

M/N was absolutely delighted to have received Osamu's text, and despite X's prior warnings, M/N surfacely brushed it off. He was bored out of his mind earlier, and Osamu's invite was but a mere easy distraction. It was a timely text that made M/N grin. Thus with one last check on himself, he exited his dorm room and headed towards Osamu's house. He wonders if Atsumu is aware of the new house guest he's about to welcome into their home. And expectedly, M/N was about to find out that answer soon.

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"Welcome Akiri. I'm glad that you could make it at such short notice." Osamu greets amiably as he opened the door to let MN in.

M/N bows politely entering the house after removing his shoes, "No, thank you for your invite."

Osamu smiles softly as he guides M/N to the couch in the living room. Upon sitting down on the sofa which rests in front of a decently sized television, M/N looked around noticing that some people were missing.

"Hey, where're your parents, and your brother Atsumu?" M/N questions.

Osamu begins to simply explain, "Oh, my parents are just working. So they aren't home yet." Intentionally dodging the inquiry about Atsumu.

M/N nodded in understanding, before realizing Osamu's reluctance in telling him about his twin, Atsumu.

A mild concern flooded M/N's features, had something occurred between them? Thus, M/N was a little more persistent. "What about Atsumu then?"

M/N could almost see the twitch on Osamu's facial features with his mention of Atsumu. Was it something he said? M/N couldn't understand why Osamu was having such a hard time at the mention of his brother.

Osamu's expression tightens as he answered between gritted teeth, "He has extra classes after school so he wouldn't be home for a while."

M/N wasn't expecting such an underwhelming answer. Atsumu was just in school so what's the big issue?

While M/N ponders, Osamu was internally irritated. It was getting really difficult for him to keep his own feelings in check. Osamu wanted to bond with M/N(maybe even more than that), and get as close to him as his brother did. But what M/N first asks was all about Atsumu. How could he feel good about that?

M/N nodded at Osamu's reply, rather satisfied, "So, what are we going to do?"

"How about playing a simple game of snakes and ladders in my room?" Osamu suggested.

"Board games?" M/N spoke, sounding rather intrigued.

Osamu raises a brow, "Yeah, board games. You have something against them?"

M/N beamed, "Not at all, I was merely surprised. It's just rather unexpected, especially with technology on the rise these days."

"Ah, I see. I do hope you like it?"

"Of course I do. It gives off the whole old-school vibes, doesn't it?"

Osamu smiles warmly, "Indeed, it's rather calming, slows down our pace, just to play a simple old fashion game."

M/N returns the smile as Osamu guides M/N up to his room to begin the game.

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"No, what the heck?! You're cheating I swear!" M/N yelled out, rather agitated as he watches Osamu ascend up the ladder.

"I don't think it's me M/N. Your luck is just shitty as heck." Osamu laughs as he glanced at M/N's piece that still resides on the second row of the board after many rolls while Osamu is way above him.

M/N smacks Osamu playfully as he glares at him, "Oi, my luck ain't that bad alright?"

"Ow, alright, alright. My apologies M/N, you aren't unlucky." Osamu teases his tone completely insincere.

Unknown to Osamu, he couldn't be more right as M/N's luck stats are absolute garbage.

"You little!" M/N scowls at Osamu as Osamu rolled a six and landed on another ladder.

Osamu heartedly laughs out while looking at M/N's unfixable predicament causing M/N to launch himself at Osamu with no care in the world.

It wasn't until M/N who grabbed onto Osamu did something stir within him. When M/N pounced directly at him, Osamu nearly cried out in happiness. This...this was the feeling he wanted, having M/N physically this close was such an honor, a grave desire.

However, despite his inner jubilation Osamu outwardly continues to taunt, "Why, you attacking me cause I'm winning? Because I'm above you, hm, M/N?"

Upon hearing Osamu's words, it was as if an internal switch was flipped deep within M/N as his entire aura changed, becoming instantly oppressive.

M/N grabbed Osamu firmly pressing him down onto his bed as M/N hovered above him, his eyes predatory. Seeing M/N looking so enchanting above him, Osamu instantly submits, ignoring the crashing sound of their previous snake and ladders board falling onto the ground.

"Above me? You think you're worthy?" M/N sneered out, his previous playful demeanor instantly vanishing.

Osamu could only stare blankly back at M/N in shock as he was trapped firmly on his own bed, the fallen board game long forgotten.

Witnessing Osamu's speechless and immediate submissive figure, M/N smiled provokingly pretending as though he had a sudden strike of enlightenment, "Naughty boy~" M/N drawls out, smirking.

"You planned to get with me alone huh Osamu? Is that why you invited me the moment no one was at home?" M/N questions raising a brow almost looking genuinely curious as he uses his free hand to play with the helm of the wing spiker's shirt.

"Y-yes." Osamu stutters.

M/N's eyes brightened almost childishly, "So you want me, don't you?"

Osamu at that very moment was reminded that he had made a vow. He swore to himself to not covet what wasn't his, especially not from his own biological brother. But who was to say that M/N was Atsumu's anyways? He couldn't possibly reject M/N now, he knew he wanted it. That much was very clear, consequences be damned. Right now, all Osamu knew was that he had all of M/N's attention, and he was over the moon.

Well, promises are always meant to be broken, right?

Osamu nods promptly, quite eagerly which garnered another sweet smile from M/N as he roughly flicked Osamu's nipples while chiding, "How impatient my darling~"

Osamu whines loudly as he felt as though an electric shock had shot through him while he struggles feebly in M/N's grasp, highly stimulated.

"M/N, p-please." Osamu puffs out, begging.

M/N glances at the vulnerable being beneath him, from his face to the visible tent in his pants as another wolfish grin appeared on M/N's lips.

"Aw, how adorable." M/N cooed mockingly while swiftly removing Osamu's shirt.

Feeling the cool air that instantaneously hit his bare chest, Osamu let out a sigh which quickly turned into an unrestrained moan as M/N latched onto his nipple sucking on it like it would lactate.

"Ah, what beautiful sounds you make." M/N praised as he lifts his head up for a moment to drink in the delicious impuissant stance of the young wing spiker, while speedily ridding Osamu's pants out of the way.

M/N took the time to admire Osamu's unfortified position as the ravenette dragged his cold hands from Osamu's chest to his clothed dick that was already leaking, visible from the wet spot on Osamu's underwear. And in one smooth motion, M/N promptly pulled the fabric out of the way, using his fingers to play almost carelessly with the tip.

"Ahhh!" Osamu let out a sharp scream as he jolted at the sudden touch of M/N's cool fingers on his sensitive wand.

Hearing Osamu's melodious cry made M/N even more excited as he began to stroke Osamu with much more rigor while blessedly sucking onto the spiker's nipples.

"Urgh, A-akiri~" Osamu cries out as he felt dually stimulated.

Detaching his mouth temporarily from Osamu's delectable nipple, M/N replaced it with his hands twiddling the bud between his fingers as he seductively whispered right by Osamu's ears, "We're already at this point, call me M/N."

Osamu's face reddens even more than thought possible as he whimpered out a soft "M/N~" which made M/N beam as he replied with a very proud, "good boy."

Osamu hums as he basked in M/N's compliment, losing himself in the pleasure that he was feeling. That was of course until a familiar click of the front door was heard.

Atsumu was home.

Osamu instantly froze up as his senses began to go haywire, becoming highly alert. However, despite Osamu's visible panic M/N seemed to have no care in the world as he continued with his ministrations.

"M-M/N-ah, we-we need to sto— ah~" Osamu tries to warn M/N to stop, not wanting to be discovered by his brother, only to let out another groan

"Well, you'd just have to keep quiet then. Isn't that right baby?" M/N murmurs without stopping his hands.

As Atsumu's footsteps continued to get closer signaling him possibly climbing up the stairs to get to his own room, Osamu was struggling hard to keep himself silent. However, M/N was too excellent with his hands leading Osamu to uncontrollably let out a stray moan.

At Osamu's cry, M/N stopped his movements, getting off Osamu entirely, casually standing by the bedside fully clothed while Osamu was naked and breathless.

Osamu looked absolutely pathetic as he gazes at M/N with such lost eyes, "M-M/N why-why did you stop?"

M/N raised a brow as he surveyed Osamu's winded state, bluntly stating, "You're too noisy."

Osamu sat up as he pleaded desperately, "I'll be quiet, I promise. Please, just please."

M/N let out another mocking smirk as he asked, "Please what, Osamu? What do you want, hm?

Osamu looked conflicted for a second before adjuring, "Please M/N, I need you to touch me. Please, please."

M/N smiled beguilingly as he sat down comfortably behind Osamu on the bed while pulling the spiker harshly onto his lap, "Your wish is my command."

From the back, in a back hugging position, M/N reinstated his previous actions, calmly stroking Osamu's dick while playing with the very lonesome nipples which elicited an extremely happy cry from Osamu as his mind flooded with pure arousal and pleasure once more.

His mind was so foggy that it wasn't until a loud crash from the outside(probably from Atsumu stumbling) that jarringly reminded him that his brother was home and that he needed to be quiet.

Osamu tried his best to keep any noises from coming out of his mouth, but for some reason, with the presence of Atsumu in the house, M/N seemed to be ignited with some kind of newfound vigor as he sped up while even making it a point to squeeze occasionally. M/N's movements became rougher, and with one unexpected forceful tug on his nipples, Osamu defiantly let out a moan.

Catching wind of Osamu's yelp made M/N mad as he pulled his fingers away from Osamu's nipples, opting to snake his arm over Osamu's mouth while pulling the spiker's body towards his own, allowing Osamu's back to hit his clothed chest.

Firmly clasping his palms over Osamu's mouth, M/N aggressively whispered out, "Be quiet, will you? Or is it that you want your brother to hear you? Do you?"

With his mouth covered, Osamu could only shake his head in response. Seeing him so compliant, M/N continued to relentlessly tease until Osamu let out another unrestrained whine.

This time, M/N looked at Osamu oddly, deceivingly innocent, though his very next words contrasted the description instantly, "Oh? You want to get caught, don't you? You want Atsumu to see what a slut you are, deliberately inviting me over when no one was at home and pulling me up to your room. Is that what you want?"

"N-no" Osamu splutters out.

"No? It doesn't look like it." M/N ridicules as he tightened his grip around Osamu's dick causing him to whimper.

"Seems like this won't do." M/N disappointedly sighs falsely.

"It seems like I need to stuff your mouth with something to keep you hushed." With that, M/N stopped muffling Osamu with his hands and instead opted to shove three fingers directly into Osamu's mouth.

By keeping Osamu's mouth occupied as he sucks M/N's fingers eagerly, M/N managed to suppress Osamu's noises to the minimum. That was of course until Osamu hit his peak.

When M/N had done a particularly audaciously hard squeeze at the tip, Osamu came violently, spurting everywhere as M/N's fingers did completely nothing in silencing the long loud drawled-out moan that came, "AHHH, M/N~♡"

Followed after Osamu's pleasant release, a loud thump was heard from Atsumu's room which made M/N pause, wondering if they had been found out. He wasn't too worried though, although the same couldn't be said for Osamu.

However, at that very point in time, Osamu was way too fuxked and high on ecstasy to even perceive the sense of danger.

Don't we all wonder if Osamu got caught?

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Author's note:
Wow, this was one long ass chapter. It's like twice as long as my normal chapters, clearly I got a little carried away over the whole steamy scene.💀 I do hope that it wasn't bad though(〒﹏〒).

Do note that this book will contain mature scenes, in case you hadn't read the warnings. I will not be held responsible if you decide to proceed with reading this book without reading the warnings. Now let me gush over submissive Osamu for one moment... AHHHHHH OMLಥ_ಥ what a dream come true.😭

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