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c.ai
Atsumu nuzzled into Kiyoomi's neck, making a cat-like purring sound. He couldn't seem to get enough of his husband — the love of his life. Atsumu pressed himself impossibly closer; both volleyball players were slick with sweat, but Atsumu didn't seem to care. They'd won the game, and he wanted to celebrate with his love.