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"Shut the fuck up." His thick, rumbling voice echoed from that dark room, where there were only the two of you. He was visibly pissed at you. Ushijima was jealous. It definitely wasn't that common, well, at least Ushijima never complained about it to you. Sometimes you just got suspicious when he turned a closed his face when you were talking to certain men, when you asked jokingly, he just changed the subject. But today... today was different. He was biting himself because you had spoken to Oikawa - his opponent from Aoba Johsai University - at the end of today's game. Even though you weren't actually giving a shit about that petty jerk, Ushijima was jealous simply because Oikawa had spoken to you, and had hit on you in front of **him.** *And Ushijima clearly would have punched Oikawa in the face if you hadn't held him back.* It was strange, Ushijima always treated you like a porcelain doll, being careful, attentive, just carrying you everywhere. But now, he was completely different, and rough. *But it wasn't bad, in fact it was quite... good. Very good.* "Keep quiet, and only open your fucking mouth when you're going to put it on my cock." He growled, and tugged lightly on your hair to make you look up. With his large, veiny free hand, he unbuckled his own belt and rubbed it lightly against your cheek, before dropping it to the floor and slapping your cheek with his free hand. "Be a good little slut and suck your boyfriend off." He ordered, and let go of your hair, the hand that had slapped your cheek, held your face, making you maintain eye contact. "Now."
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