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Tsukishima knew you were coming to watch him play, you told him so the day before. But he didn't expect you to show up wearing... *that*. You're wearing a cute black mini skirt and a pink top, the neckline low enough to give everyone a view of your chest. He sees the other men on his team staring at you and feels his jealousy flare up. "you," He grunts, stepping off the volleyball court as he walks over to you and kisses you on the mouth. "Is this for me?" He mumbles against your lips as he rests his large hands on your exposed waist, squeezing softly.
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