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[notquitetwilight]

[erensangel444]

safari sexscapades

atsumu x reader

all characters in this fic are aged up!(so post time skip!atsumu) @obitobrigade gave me this idea and i’m so excited to write it! 

this fic is atsumu x fem!reader, if you guys would want to see some gender neutral fics just let me know in my asks inbox! i’m open to any suggestions, if you want a fic that’s specifically tailored to you whether that be race-wise, gender-wise, any disabilities, etc,. just let me know!

likes/reblogs/comments are always appreciated:D

this fic has been proofread but if i missed something just let me know!

a/n: EEK! i hope this turns out to y’alls liking:))))

i just finished writing and SHIT! this is probably the most fun i’ve had writing a fic:D

warnings: smut: slight spit kink, degrading, humiliation, praise, unprotected sex(wrap ur willy silly), oral(fem!receiving), cumplay, slight fearplay.

word count: 4.1k

summary: atsumu and the reader decide to take a spontaneous trip, visiting different countries each week. on the second week of june, their stop is kenya. atsumu pays big bucks for an independent safari with the reader, how about a little pit-stop?

the sunlight that was softly hitting your face, and warming your body under the covers, gently shifted you into wakefulness. you opened your eyes to atsumu’s sleeping figure beside you, drool running down the corner of his mouth.

he always looked so peaceful when he slept, his dark eyebrows furrowed softly, his lips left slightly open. you traced your nails up and down his chest, admiring the sight in front of you as atsumu began to stir in his sleep.

“good morning,” he rumbled, wrapping his arms around your body to pull you closer. “good morning,” you softly replied, giving him a chaste kiss on his chest. “don’t wanna’ get up yet,” he said softly, a slight rasp still accompanying his voice. “me neither,” you sighed, reveling in the warmth that atsumu’s body gave off. 

abruptly, you were flipped over, causing you to squeal as atsumu’s body towered over your own. you could still note the sleep in his eyes, but the smirk on his face and the twinkle in his eyes overpowered it. “there is one thing i would wake up for, though,” he rasped, leaning down to place kisses on your neck. 

“you fucking perv!” you joked, grinning up at atsumu. “well, then tell me you don’t want it to,” atsumu said, rolling his hips into yours, his hard-on brushing against your clothed center, causing you to let out a soft sigh. 

“i want it,” you said softly, atsumu chuckling from above you. “so easy, sweetheart. thought you’d at least put up a little fi-” “just fuck me!” you interrupted him, atsumu’s laughter growing in volume.

your hands reached for the hem of his shirt, tugging at it, atsumu understanding the message. atsumu lifted the shirt over his head, grinning down at you as he gently lifted you from the mattress, tugging your shirt over your head. 

even after being with atsumu all this time, you could never get over his body, perks of him being a pro-volleyball player, you guessed. his abdomen was toned, soft v-line diving into his hips. he was sculpted like a greek god almost, but you would never tell him that lest his ego gets any bigger.

“ya like what ya see?” atsumu broke you from your thoughts, you could hear the smile in his voice. you must have been staring for too long. in an attempt to bite back, you reached for the clasp meeting at the middle of your back. 

you and atsumu had gotten back to the villa late last night, the two of you had been clubbing, copious amounts of alcohol running through your system. last night you couldn’t be bothered to do anything but sleep, so you changed into one of atsumu’s shirt and knocked out on the bed. 

you removed the bra from your figure, throwing it across the room. you grabbed your breasts in your hands, running your thumb over your nipple, whimpering at the contact for dramatic effect. “ya like what ya see?” you smiled innocently, mimicking atsumu’s response. 

“oh you’re in for it now,” he groaned, spreading your legs. a blush quickly rushed to your face, as you knew your arousal was already apparent on your lace panties. “guess ya did like what you saw,” atsumu teased, but before you could tell him to fuck off, he ran a finger up and down your clothed center.

you don’t know what it was about atsumu, but any time you had sex, you were always so sensitive. everything he did felt good, too good. your responses to his touch would cause atsumu to say that he was the ‘only one who could fuck you right’, and you didn’t disagree. in your previous relationships, none of them had made you feel like atsumu does. 

“so sensitive princess,” atsumu smirked up at you, rubbing two fingers over your clit that was still covered by the lace panties. “please,” you whimpered, rutting into his hand in hopes for more, for anything. “please what,” atsumu faked confusion through his expression, “ya know ya gotta be specific,”.

“want more! want your,” you hesitated for a moment, embarrassment slowly catching up with you, “w-want your fingers and your t-tongue,”. atsumu grinned at your response, tapping at your hips for you to lift, and pulling your panties down your leg. 

he ran two fingers through your dripping slit, bringing them to the light, staring you down as if telling you, ‘that’s how wet i made you’. “stop, tsumu, that’s embarrassing,”, you said softly, the heat in your cheeks rising. atsumu just smiled at you, brought his fingers to his mouth, closing his lips around their circumference, licking off your arousal, all while making eye contact with you.

fuck, you thought, he’s trying to kill me.

“ya taste so good angel!” atsumu said, excitement lacing his voice, “think i need a better taste, yeah?”. atsumu pushed your legs apart, eyeing your arousal before looking back up at you, smirking. 

he latched his tongue around your clit, lightly sucking, moans flying from your mouth freely now. your moans acted as encouragement for him as he began to suck harder, fingers toying with your entrance. 

atsumu shifted his actions, bringing his tongue down to your entrance, and a thumb up to your clit, to lightly circle the bundle of nerves. he pushed his tongue into your entrance now, his thumb still moving too slowly, too softly, but you knew this was intentional. he wanted you to beg, he wanted to whittle you down to nothing more than a slut, hungry for orgasm.

your hips began grinding, in search of more pleasure as atsumu ceased his actions, causing you to groan. he looked up at you, face dead-serious, eyes blank with almost no expression. 

“why are you grinding your hips like a little slut? is this not enough for you?” his hands reached to cup your cheeks, as he brought his face to tower above yours. “it’s never enough for you is it, always need,” he began to mimic your desperate whines, “more, please more!”. 

he smirked down at you, basking in your needy expression. “open,” he said firmly, your body not hesitating to listen. you opened your mouth, your tongue lolling out, atsumu spitting in your mouth. you knew better than to swallow, better than to do something without him saying so, so you waited. 

“now you’re being a good little girl!” atsumu’s smile returned to his face, “swallow,”. he moved back down to in between your legs, looking up at you as he spoke, “now you’re gonna take what i give you since you wanted more, right?”, you nodded at his words. 

“need to hear ya, angel,” “yes i’ll take it l-like a good girl,” you spoke softly, your arousal pooling into your brain causing your thoughts to only be atsumu. “good girl,” he said, his words muffled as his tongue began to place kitten licks on your clit. 

slowly, but surely, atsumu gave you more.

his fingers were plunging in and out of your entrance, the action obvious as the arousal from your center began to sound throughout the room, accompanying your loud moans. his kitten licks on your clit had progressed to harsh sucks, his tongue matching the fervor of his fingers. 

“fuck! gonna, gonna cum! please!” you moaned loudly, atsumu’s fingers retaining their speed. his actions on your clit slowed as he spoke, “not until i say so,”, fast kitten licks being placed on your clit.

“c-can’t hold it! tsumu please!” “not until i say so, be a good girl,” “f-fuck! please, please, please, please!”, please seemingly the only word in your vocabulary, your mind dumbed down by atsumu’s tongue and fingers. 

“cum,” he said plainly, reverting to sucking on your clit harshly, his fingers curling up, tickling that spot. your orgasm took over your whole body, the power of it causing you to curl your toes, your fingers to grip atsumu’s hair, your neck to crane. as it washed over you, atsumu continued his actions until your body began squirming, a new level of sensitivity running over you. 

“too-too much!” you yelped, atsumu retreating, your arousal covering his lips, the tip of his nose, and the bottom of his cheeks. you laid on the mattress, trying to regain your breath as atsumu came to lie next to you. “did so good for me angel,” he said, his fingers tracing your shoulder. after lying for a minute, you were ready to help atsumu, ready to feel him inside of you.

“wanna help you now,” you said plainly, moving to straddle atsumu. “are you sure? not too sensitive?” “i promise, just wanna help you, wanna feel you,” you rambled, staring down at atsumu. “do as you please, angel,”

you grabbed the base of his cock, the tip prodding at your entrance. you began to slowly sink down his length, a slight burn at the intrusion, but you pushed past it. finally reaching his base, you paused for a moment, breathing deeply. you felt so full, it was almost overwhelming. 

you brought your lips down to atsumu’s, bringing him in for a passionate kiss before placing your hands on his chest for support. you slowly began to lift your hips up and down his length, bouncing on his cock. 

as your bounces grew in speed and succession, atsumu’s smug exterior began to falter more and more. his eyes were screwed shut, his eyebrows furrowed more than when he was asleep. his cheeks now had a light pink tint to them, his lips lightly swollen from kissing you.

he opened his eyes to your head thrown back, your tits bouncing in rhythm with your movements on his cock. “fuck, so pretty,” he groaned, moving his hands to grip onto your hips, lifting you up and down his cock manually. 

as atsumu began to rise closer and closer to climax, his actions slowed as he let you take over. you were grinding, bouncing on his cock, moaning incoherent phrases at the pleasure. “angel! angel! i’m gonna-gonna cu-” his words turned into a loud groan, as atsumu thrust his hips up a few more times, climaxing.

you could feel his load inside of you, so warm, so full. atsumu came down from his orgasm, speaking softly, “wanna push it back inside of you,” referring to his cum deep inside of you. he lifted you off of his cock, settling in between your legs as he eyed your center closely. his cum began to dribble out of your entrance, atsumu bringing two fingers to collect the drips, pushing the liquid back into your entrance. 

atsumu shuffled up to lay next to you, plopping his head down on the pillow. “i’m spent,” he looked over at you, softly smiling, “back to sleep?” he asked, moving the comforter further up his body. “bathroom first, i’m not getting an STI cause of your horndog-self,” “well you were happy with my horndog-self a couple of minutes ago” atsumu teased, resulting in you hitting him in his chest.

you got out of the bed, headed towards the bathroom, atsumu whistling at the sight of your naked backside. you did a little twirl as a joke, smiling at atsumu as you headed for the bathroom. 

3 hours later and you found yourself snuggled into atsumu’s body as he lightly snored above you. you decided that it was definitely time to get up, softly removing yourself from atsumu’s body and throwing on a light pink robe. 

you walked into the kitchen, starting the coffeepot as you admired the view you had from the villa. kenya was absolutely beautiful. the first two days were spent on beaches, trips to the massai market, and sightseeing. 

as the last drops of coffee fell into the pot, you felt a large presence behind you, atsumu’s arms wrapping around your stomach as he nuzzled his face into your neck. “good morning,” he said softly, “again,” he chuckled. 

you turned around to meet atsumu’s face, pulling him in for a kiss as you muttered out a good morning in reply. atsumu grabbed two coffee cups from the cabinet, setting them down and pouring coffee into them. 

there you and atsumu were on the balcony, sipping coffee while enjoying each other’s company. you smiled at atsumu as he rambled on about your plans for the day, your ears perking up at the words safari. “a safari?” atsumu smiled at your subtle enthusiasm as he spoke, “yeah! i paid for an independent one, so we’ll have our own jeep and everything,” his smile growing as one appeared on your face. you set your coffee down on the table next to you, smiling at atsumu.

you gave him a chaste kiss, softly letting out a thank you as you grinned. you headed back for the doors into the villa. “i’m gonna go shower,” you turned back to say to atsumu, “you should probably come with me, to save water and everything, you know?”. atsumu grinned at you as he rushed towards you, picking you up and carrying you towards the bathroom, the two of you a mess of squeals and laughter.

you had decided on a comfortable outfit, leggings and one of atsumu’s shirts. atsumu donned similar apparel, wearing 5 inseam athletic shorts, and msby jackals merchandise. the drive to the safari was nice, sza on shuffle, the windows to the car open as the wind rushed through you and atsumu’s hair. 

after arriving, the safari workers assigned you an atsumu a keep, handing you a set of keys, a page of instructions, and a map.

atsumu smiled at you, holding open the door to the passenger side of the jeep. you thanked him with a soft kiss, shuffling into the seat, bubbling over with excitement. you heard the driver-side door open, atsumu getting into the car, smiling at you. “ya ready?” he asked, the smile yet to leave his face. you nodded at him, holding his hand that rested on the console, returning his smile with a similar one. 

your excitement had not settled, and the safari had yet to disappoint. with the package that atsumu had purchased(and the bit that he secretly paid a little extra for), you had your own separate path away from any safari tour buses, or other independent jeeps. the jeep had a walkie-talkie that you had to check in every 30 minutes. 

atsumu had just checked in, signaling that everything was fine as you admired your surroundings. you had passed by numerous animals, meerkats dashing past the front of the car, causing atsumu to abruptly stop sometimes. after they dashed in front of the vehicle, they’d peer up at the car before dashing away. 

you had also passed a herd of elephants, causing you to let out a gasp as you admired the beautiful creatures, atsumu’s heart racing at your happiness. 

as you looked out the window, eyeing the trees and the grass-covered land, the car abruptly stopped. you let out a ‘huh?’ turning to atsumu, an all-too-familiar look in his eyes. atsumu’s hand made its way to the back of your head, pulling you in for a rough kiss. 

“backseat, now” atsumu spoke harshly, and you didn’t hesitate, moving on top of the console and into the backseat, atsumu’s hand lightly slapping your ass. next thing you knew atsumu was under you as you sat on his lap, his covered-hard on so blatantly obvious as you rocked your hips atop his lap. 

atsumu brought you in for another kiss, whimpers falling from both of your lips, but abruptly stopping as the pair of you heard a low growl. “tsumu?” you said softly, fear slowly creeping up on you. atsumu lightly rubbed circles into the side of your hip, as his other hand turned your face to look back at him. 

“i got you, the jeep’s covered we’re alright,” he reassured you, “and it makes it that much more fun, yeah?” he smirked, bringing you in for another kiss. in your relationship with atsumu you had definitely set new boundaries in your sex life. he pushed you out of your comfort zones, yet was always so cautious with you. 

as the kiss got more desperate, you fumbled with atsumu’s shirt pulling it over his head, tracing your hands over his body. you pulled your hands away reluctantly, pulling off your shirt and leaning back in for another kiss.

atsumu’s hands made their way up to the clasp of your bra, unclipping it, and letting the fabric fall down your body. you pulled away from the kiss, tugging at atsumu’s shorts as he lifted his hips slightly, giving you the ability to tug the shorts down to his knees. you quickly rushed to meet his lips again, desperate for the feel of atsumu’s lips. you attempted to take off your pants in the process, huffing out a sigh of frustration when you couldn’t.

you plopped yourself down into the seat next to him, tugging of your leggings as you muttered out angrily, ‘fuckin clothes’, atsumu chuckling at your desperation. atsumu took the opportunity to fully remove his own shorts + boxers, looking over at you once he was done. seeing that your leggings were removed, your underwear along with them, he pulled you back onto his lap, kissing you once more. 

“fuck, want ya so bad, angel,” “then take me,” you moaned onto his lips, atsumu positioning the tip of his cock at his entrance. neither of you felt the need for foreplay, too desperate to feel one another. as atsumu pushed inside of you, you both let out soft groans, moaning at the feeling. 

“tsumu, more!” you almost yelled, finally adjusted to the feeling of atsumu’s cock inside of you. another low growl sounded outside the car, the fear giving a soft spike to your system as you clenched around atsumu’s cock, atsumu groaning at the feeling and throwing his head back. 

“jeez angel, should fuck you around lions more often,” you slapped his chest at his horrible joke, the fear still lingering but slowly dissipating as atsumu began to thrust inside of you. he held you by the hips, lifting you up and down his cock as you remained pliant, moaning at the pleasure he was giving you. 

eventually, he plopped you back down on his cock, slapping your backside, which caused you to jolt forward and moan at the feeling. “get to work, angel,” atsumu spoke, his hands finding purchase on your tits as his thumbs lightly brushed over your nipples.

you began to grind on atsumu’s cock, moaning at the friction, one of atsumu’s hands coming down to rub at your clit. the walkie-talkie began to sound throughout the car as you looked down at atsumu who seemed to be ignoring it, his eyes burning holes through your breasts. 

“tsumu, the walkie!” you said, urgency lacing your voice. you worried that you hadn’t heard it before and now they were coming out to find you & atsumu and in turn, find you in such a compromising position. 

“oh, ya want them to hear us? want them to hear how good i’m giving it to you,” he groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching him, “so now i can check fear play and exhibitionism off the list,” he smirked at you as you blushed at his words, continuing to grind on his cock, nuzzling your face in his shoulder.

"though i feel like we’ve already checked exhibitionism off the list,” he continued, the person’s voice on the walkie talkie continuing to sound throughout the car, atsumu’s voice overpowering it. “you remember that bathroom at the restaurant in rome?” atsumu teased, “god you were so desperate for me, such a little sl-” “tsumu!”. atsumu smirked up at you, happy with his ability to embarrass you with moments like those. 

“fine, i’ll answer the walkie-talkie,” he said, caging you in with one arm, his legs supporting both your bodies as he lifted up from the seat, his arm reaching for the device in the front seat. “hi!” he said, his voice surprisingly unbothered as he settled back down into the seat. “sorry it took so long to answer, i was admiring such a beautiful view,” he spoke, staring right at you as his hands traced over your breasts down to your stomach. “we’re thinking of stay-” his voice slightly faltered as you bounced on his cock, atsumu covering it with a cough, “staying out for a few more hours, um-until sunset, is that alright?”. 

you could hear the person on the walkie-talkie reply, assuring atsumu that it was perfectly fine. “we’ll check in again at sunset,” atsumu said, his hand falling back to your clit, his teeth biting into his bottom lip. “th-thank you” you said, atsumu letting go of the button on the walkie talkie. the desperation was so obvious in your voice, atsumu smirking at the idea of the worker knowing that you were getting fucked so good.

“i gotta cum angel,” atsumu groaned, holding your hips once more as he thrust in and out of your entrance, both of your moans growing in volume. you were so close, just a little more. atsumu could tell. whenever you were close to climax, your tongue lolled out of your mouth, your eyes squeezed shut softly.

he brought his hand to your neck, his thrusts not faltering in speed or intensity. “yeah, you like that huh? like to be choked like a little slut?” atsumu’s words were the push you needed, sending you tumbling over the edge of your orgasm, a moaning mess in the process. your walls convulsing around his cock sent atsumu into his own orgasm, his warm seed filling you as he groaned at the feeling.

your head fell into atsumu’s shoulder, the both of you panting, attempting to regain a steady breathing pattern. you lifted yourself off of atsumu’s cock, the slight burn returning due to how sensitive you were. sitting in the seat next to atsumu, you laid your head on his shoulder, slowing your breathing. 

“that was some good sex,” atsumu said abruptly causing you to let out a soft laugh. you lifted your head off of his shoulder, smiling at him as you grabbed your leggings and panties from the ground. atsumu pulled you back to his body, holding you close to him. 

“tsumu gotta get dressed, don’t wanna be caught naked in a jeep on a fuckin safari,” you squirmed, “oh my god we should probably clean up, do you have wipes or anything? i feel so bad other people have to use this t-” atsumu cut your rambling short, kissing you, your words melting onto his lips. 

“i guess getting dressed can wait,” you said jokingly, kissing atsumu back. you laid back on atsumu’s shoulder, looking out the window from earlier. you saw a lion off in the distance, presuming that to be the source of the growls from earlier. atsumu placed a kiss atop your head, his hand softly rubbing on your thigh.

atsumu had the idea of taking a quick power nap before heading to a different location to watch the sunset. you forced him to put on some clothes and then laid down in his lap as he played with your hair, a 30-minute timer set on your phone. the harsh alarm from your phone began its incessant beeping as you rubbed at your eyes.

atsumu stirred from above you as you sat up from his lap. above the clear cover of the jeep was a giraffe, its neck craning over the top of the car. “tsumu! tsumu, look!” you tapped at his shoulder, atsumu still adjusting to being awake. he looked over at you, then out of the car, spotting the giraffe. 

he looked back at you, admiring the astonishment on your features, a large smile finding its way onto his face. eventually, the two of you were back in the front seat, atsumu turning the key in the jeep, driving in hopes of finding a spot to watch the sunset.

he eventually parked in an area that had a small vicinity clear of trees, the sky melting into an orange and pink color. his hand sat atop your thigh as he looked over at you, still reeling from seeing that giraffe, “tsumu it was huge!”

after your safari tour had ended, you and atsumu had driven to a market, grabbing some fruits and different types of granola for smoothie bowls. making your way back into the villa, atsumu left a playful pat on your backside, causing you to turn back and give him a not-so-threatening glare. 

the blender was running, a mix of fruit and milk in the machine. atsumu had topped off the smoothie bowls with more fruits and the granolas you had picked up from the market. 

“ya know, angel,” atsumu started, “i think we should make like a bucket list, but for sex,” he stated every so seriously. “tsumu, you’re not funny,” you rolled your eyes at him. 

“who said i was kidding, i mean think about what we did today, i feel like we checked off a lot of stuff and i mean a lo-” “tsumu!”