Miya Atsumu
Sending Your Boyfriend A Spicy Pic | Timeskip
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(Inspired by @castinglovespells on TikTok)
He is grabbing tape from the storage closet when he feels his phone buzz. One glance at your name pop up with a text. One swipe to open it.
There you are, clearly in his bed, his spare jersey crawling up your bare thighs. Nothing overtly inappropriate, other than the hint of lace peeking out between your thighs and dark lighting. But he doesn’t need any more than that.
He stops breathing.
What the hell…He looks around. He’s alone. Still, he backs into the wall and exhales hard, the outline on his sweats already swelling. He immediately hits the call button, his free hand sliding down and teasing himself through his thin training shorts.